The golden light dimmed slightly, revealing what lay beneath it.
It was a small pagoda, made of golden bronze with rust, nine stories high, with a bizarre and ancient design, full of the aura of time.
"What is this?" Fang Chen was stunned, looking at the small pagoda in front of him with confusion.
Before he could react, the space around him suddenly twisted! He felt a dizzying tremor.
He only felt a slight dizziness in his head, and when he recovered, he found himself inside a tower.
The tower was no different from an ordinary circular pagoda, and there wasn't much inside.
There was only a sealed stone staircase and a table and box in the center.
Before Fang Chen could react, a voice sounded in his head, and after a moment, he knew where he was.
"So this is the opportunity Master left for me."
He looked at the box on the table and muttered to himself.
Just now, it was a voice transmission left by his master, stating that this tower was a treasure of heaven and earth, and he was seriously injured because of it.
Being told to guard the tomb was to nurture the tower with his own energy. Crippling his dantian was because he needed to break it as a medium.
It could be said that Tianyangzi had gone to great lengths to allow Fang Chen to obtain this opportunity.
"Master, don't worry! Fang Chen will definitely strive to become stronger! I will not let down your painstaking efforts!"
He said resolutely, then walked to the table.
"According to Master, this tower has ninety-nine floors, each floor representing an opportunity, and I wonder what the opportunity on the first floor is."
As he spoke, he opened the box, and what floated inside was a drop of black blood.
As soon as it opened, a surge of demonic energy gushed out, accompanied by sharp sword intent!
"Demonic energy? Sword intent!?"
The next moment, this drop of blood seemed to see delicious food! It rushed directly towards Fang Chen! Entering his body through his forehead!
Fang Chen felt as if his head had been brutally hacked by a knife! From his skin to his bones and then to his brain!
The intense pain made him fall directly from the high platform! He lay on the ground, screaming constantly!
This drop of blood felt like it was going to devour his body, and the tearing pain almost made Fang Chen collapse!
He screamed in agony! Rolling back and forth on the ground! His blood seemed to be boiling, as if countless ants were screaming at his flesh and blood!
This pain was ten times more excruciating than having his Heavenly Dao Bone scraped! It made him wish he could just die and end it all!
But he could feel that if he truly fainted, he might never wake up again.
He could only grit his teeth, clench his fists, and kneel on the ground, resisting!
Thinking of his master's words, thinking of his junior sister's betrayal, Luo Yun's humiliation!
I cannot die here! I still have many things to do! My revenge is not yet taken!
Just like that, Fang Chen relied on this will and persevered for a full half an hour.
His fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palms, blood constantly flowed from his mouth, and his eyes were terrifyingly bloodshot.
But the moment the pain disappeared! Fang Chen's physical body was like a silkworm breaking out of its cocoon!
Ancient patterns appeared on his arms, and at this moment, Fang Chen felt as if he had inexhaustible strength!
"My dantian has recovered?!"
What shocked Fang Chen was! His shattered dantian had actually recovered! And it was several times larger than before it was shattered! About the size of a basketball.
"I have a dantian again! I can cultivate! Wait! I have also recovered to the Spirit Gathering Realm! Directly to the fourth level of Spirit Gathering!
"And! My Heavenly Dao Bone also seems to have returned!"
"Wait? Why has my Heavenly Dao Bone become pitch black? And it has a demonic aura?"
Just as Fang Chen was surprised, that drop of demonic blood appeared in his dantian, one-quarter smaller than before.
The demonic blood ignited like a flame, and a faint demonic aura flowed from the dantian through the meridians of his entire body.
When the demonic aura reached his sea of consciousness, a memory belonging to the demonic blood surged in.
"Ancient Sword Demon, the strongest race in ancient times. A single sword strike could split heaven and earth! A single sword strike could annihilate all living beings!"
Fang Chen was shocked, that was the most powerful race in ancient times! And what he had just absorbed was a drop of this race's remnant blood?
And he had only absorbed one-quarter?
"The Heavenly Dao Bone in my body has also been reborn because of the demonic blood! And it has transformed into the Heavenly Dao Demonic Bone of the Ancient Sword Demon!"
"With this bone! My comprehension of everything related to the demonic path will be several times stronger than others! I can even give the energy from the Sword Demon's blood to the Heavenly Dao Demonic Bone to make it even stronger and awaken more talents!"
He closed his eyes slightly! The next moment, he had an epiphany!
A white sword character, only the size of a fist, appeared before him.
Looking at this sword character, Fang Chen was filled with disbelief.
"Dao Text! I actually comprehended a Dao Text just like that?!"
"This Heavenly Dao Demonic Bone is truly heaven-defying! It's immeasurably stronger than my previous Heavenly Dao Bone!"
If one wants to go further on the path of cultivation, only by comprehending Dao Texts is it possible.
Because to reach the Dao Seeking Realm, one must possess a Dao Text to break through.
Dao Texts not only represent the Dao Seeking Realm but also personal combat power. In a clash between a cultivator without a Dao Text and one with a Dao Text, nine out of ten times the cultivator with a Dao Text wins.
However, Dao Texts are difficult to comprehend, and the majority of cultivators find it hard to comprehend even one Dao Text in their lifetime, stopping at the Zhou Yuan Realm.
Most importantly, those who can comprehend Dao Texts usually only do so when they reach the Zhou Yuan Realm.
There are very few who can comprehend Dao Texts in the Spirit Gathering Realm, and those who do are all top geniuses on the Qi Tian Continent!
And he had only absorbed one-quarter of the Sword Demon's blood and already comprehended the sword character Dao Text, how could this not excite him!
"This must be the opportunity Master wanted to give me! Master really didn't lie to me!"
"Dantian! Dao Text! Physical body! Heavenly Dao Demonic Bone! Although I am only at the fourth level of Spirit Gathering! I already have the combat power to fight against those at the ninth level of Spirit Gathering!"
A basketball-sized dantian should, in theory, only be obtained by cultivating to the Acquired Realm and reopening the dantian, but he already possessed it now.
This proves that he possesses spiritual energy comparable to the early stage of the Acquired Realm while still in the Spirit Gathering Realm! Coupled with the physical body transformed by the Sword Demon's blood! And the talent changed by the Heavenly Dao Demonic Bone! Fighting against the ninth level of Spirit Gathering is indeed no problem!
Tears streamed down Fang Chen's face.
No one knew how he had spent these five years, a young man of talent, a favored son of heaven. A direct disciple of the peak master, the focus of everyone's attention.
But in an instant, his master passed away, and he also became a waste , suffering humiliation and ridicule from others, and even being betrayed!
After a long time, he gradually calmed down.
"Master! Your painstaking efforts, this disciple understands! This disciple will not let down your expectations! I will definitely forge a path in this world of cultivation!"
"Su Wan'er! Luo Yun! You wait! I, Fang Chen, am back!"
He almost said these last few sentences through clenched teeth.
Immediately, he looked at the stone steps leading to the second floor. According to his master, the second floor would open when his strength reached a certain level.
Therefore, Fang Chen did not linger here. With a thought, he left the small pagoda, and after a dizzy spell, he returned to his small room.
Upon returning, the first thing Fang Chen did was check his dantian. At this moment, the golden small pagoda floated within it, emitting a faint light, it was indeed the small pagoda!
In addition to this, there was also only three-quarters of the Sword Demon's blood remaining, which he was currently too weak to absorb.
Either he had to wait for his cultivation to improve, or he needed pure yin energy to counteract the yang energy in the demonic blood.
Fang Chen smiled slightly and returned to his master's tomb, kneeling down and kowtowing three times.
"Master, five years have passed, and this disciple is going down the mountain. I will come to see you again another day."
"Mistress also knows that I am about to go down the mountain, and I presume she has already prepared food and is waiting for me. Master, don't worry, Mistress treats this disciple like her own son, and this disciple will definitely treat Mistress like his birth mother, taking good care of her and enjoying the joys of family."
He kowtowed three more times.
Fang Chen's mistress moved out of the Seventh Peak after his master's death and settled down in Yucheng at the foot of the sect's mountain.
It's interesting to note that his master was a genius, becoming a peak master above ten thousand people at a young age.
But his mistress was actually a mortal without any cultivation. Fang Chen had also asked his master about this, but his master would just smile and not say anything, never offering any explanation.
But Fang Chen could see that his master deeply loved his mistress, with no hint of falsehood.
And Fang Chen and Su Wan'er grew up on the Seventh Peak from a young age. His master was often cultivating and didn't have time to look after them, so it could be said that his mistress raised them single-handedly.
His mistress was also extremely fond of and cared for Fang Chen and Su Wan'er, giving Fang Chen a carefree and bright childhood.
Thinking of seeing his mistress, who was like his birth mother, so soon, Fang Chen showed a smile.
But just at this moment, the jade talisman that Fang Chen had been wearing at his waist suddenly trembled.
Fang Chen was startled and took the jade talisman in his hand. The next moment, the jade talisman suddenly shattered, and Fang Chen's face changed slightly.
This jade talisman contained a trace of his mistress's aura, and it would react if his mistress was in danger.
The jade talisman shattering meant that his mistress was in great danger now!
"Bastard! No matter who it is! Anyone who dares to touch my mistress! I will definitely make them shatter into a thousand pieces!"
Fang Chen's eyes instantly turned blood red! He ran down the mountain at full speed!
Fortunately, Yucheng was at the foot of the mountain! It didn't take long for Fang Chen to enter the city! He arrived outside his mistress's residence!
Bang!
Just as he approached! Fang Chen heard the sound of porcelain being smashed inside.
He directly kicked open the door! And just happened to see a scene that made his eyes split!
He saw his elderly mistress being slapped directly by Su Wan'er! His mistress's cheeks were already red and swollen! It was likely she had been slapped several times before this!
"Old hag! Speak! Where is the treasure Master left behind back then?! Hand it over quickly!"
Su Wan'er pointed at Qiu Mei with a sharp and arrogant voice and cursed.
Qiu Mei's expression was sorrowful, and she shook her head, saying, "There's nothing left, all the treasures your master left behind these years have been given to you, there's nothing left."
Su Wan'er sneered, "Old hag? Do you think I believe you? Master was a peak master, how could there be only that much? Hand it over quickly, you are just a mere mortal, even if I kill you, nothing will happen to me."
As her voice fell, a dagger appeared in her hand.
"Stop!"
Fang Chen's eyes widened in anger! He rushed towards Su Wan'er!