Chapter 22 (1/2)

Eternal Life (永生) Ch. 22

Flying Sword

Fang Han laughed loudly, not only confusing and surprising Prince Bao, but also causing the other princes and princesses of the Da’de Empire, as well as the other young men and women, to sweep their eyes over him.

The aura given off by these other young men and women was no less majestic than the aura given off by the princes and princesses. Among them, one male in particular gave off an extremely profound and mysterious aura, as profound as the secrets of the world.

These males and females swept their eyes over Fang Han, seemingly able to see his weight, power, speed, heartbeat, and other various characteristics from just a glance.

Amid these people, there are experts of the ninth level of the Mortal Realm, Spiritual Expert.

His heart beating, Fang Han secretly became alert.

Those of the ninth level, Spiritual Expert, would begin unlocking the potential in their mind, their spirit becoming very keen, allowing them to become able to pierce through and see the condition of their opponents, as well as themselves, as if they were observing the lines on their own palms.

People at this level were extremely terrifying, otherwise, how could they live up to the two words ‘Spiritual Expert’?

[TL: It works out here, but Spiritual Expert is two characters in case you were wondering]

In order to train to this level, one needed to train their spirit using some miraculous spirit refining method such as the ‘Primary Spiritual Technique’ that only inner court disciples were able to learn.

A thought popped up in Fang Han’s heart, Could it be, are they inner court disciples?

However, at this time, he already had no time to think because Prince Bao had stood up and was coldly glaring at Fang Han, “Oh, it seems as if you aren’t convinced by your defeat last time, and, after training for twenty days and improving, you want to defeat me, and get rid of foul smells, right? Your thoughts are simply too shallow. Revenge must be taken, but do you not know how a n.o.ble gets revenge, that true revenge takes ten years to cause drastic damage. If you had endured and held your revenge, then I would have admired you as a human being, but you have simply sent yourself to your death, and are no different from sc.u.m, ai! You leave me no choice but to defeat you again, only this time, it won’t be as simple as you vomiting blood.”

“I am not looking for any huge revenge, I am just expressing the resentment in my heart. If one has resentment, one must take revenge. If one has complaints, one must complain. Ten years is too long, one must seize the day. The future is too unpredictable, now is everything. Life is short, like a fleeting dream. Rather than being troubled for ten year, it is better to fight now. This is true bravery! Your movements are too heavy, making Immortality near impossible. I’m afraid even if you trained for a lifetime, you wouldn’t be able to reach the Divine Realm and Immortality. One cannot secretly endure and subtlety scheme, restraining himself/herself, but must courageously push forward, beheading everything in their path. On the winding road of the Immortal Path, one cannot accommodate other bends.”

Fang Han’s voice suddenly became very calm and faint. In his speech full of philosophical questions, each sentence successfully refuted Prince Bao’s words, causing Prince Bao to become speechless.

After absorbing the ‘Nine Aperture Golden Pellet’, Fang Han had become shrewder, and more clear minded, various random thoughts and wonderful, fanciful ideas overlapping in his mind without limit. Adding in his days spent studying from “The World,” he had already gained a lot of experience.

While the book, “The World,” have a lot of information on the geography of the world and mysterious and rare treasures, it had even more on philosophies. The book was written by the Yu’hua School head master, thus there was no way that he wouldn’t add in his own ideologies. These thoughts and ideas immensely helped incite Fang Han’s mental growth, opening another door in his mind, and giving him a broader pool of background information. It had already slowly altered the way he thought, and broadened his horizons.

He had suddenly refuted Prince Bao’s words, his tongue sharp, like a blade cutting through the air! He was very different from his previous ident.i.ty; at this time, no one would think that he used to be a horse-breeding servant.

“Who’s going to listen to your nonsense!”

Prince Bao’s face became very cold, his body ‘Hu’la’, and in a moment, he appeared in front of Fang Han, his steps very mysterious. No one knew what kind of footwork style he was using.

Fang Han only felt his throat become numb as his opponent’s finger, like an arrow, poked his Adam’s apple.

The martial style shown by this finger was very different from the style Prince Bao had shown before. It felt very mysterious, dark, cold, and sinister.

“Hateful Finger Technique! It’s a technique of the Devil Clans’ Zhang’hen School,” yelled out Hong Yi.

Not only had Prince Bao learned the techniques of the ‘Wan’gui Immortal Island’, but also the techniques of one of the Seven Devil Clans. He had the audacity to use that technique right now, in the midst of one of the Immortal Schools.

At this moment, Fang Han was unable to hear Hong Yi’s warning because everything was occurring too fast, his opponent’s actions, were simply too fast! However, he had spent twenty days undergoing training that was thousand times harsher than usual, and had come well prepared.

A foot stomped out, a tyrannous Qi immediately covering his body.

‘Seven Star Step!’

His body moved like a flooding river hitting the land, like an avalanche. He moved like a grand hero, like an emperor, one step flattening mountains and seas.

[TL: This sentence is missing something since I couldn’t figure it out, but I think I got the author’s meaning]

Fang Han’s magic clothes fluttered, his body flashed, his Qi expanding outwards. Prince Bao’s finger only hit thin air.

Afterwards, his foot moved, exploding out, ‘Big Dipper Kick’.

During his kick, Qi rolled through his inner body, causing his membrane to completely expand. His body, at the eighth level, emitted a shocking and furious thunderclap, like the descent of a G.o.d, his avatar appeared.

A long breath, the air entering through his mouth and exiting through his nose, letting out a heaven stopping howl, like a crane, as if a dragon. Combining the four words, two seven one ten, two long poems, Fang Han had discovered the truths of the ‘Seven Star Fist’, and had gained a much more domineering Qi.

“An merciless army conquering the world, one kick s.h.i.+fting the Big Dipper north!”

The force of his leg like an army, mercilessly conquering the world, like a great G.o.d in the air s.h.i.+fting the position of a star with one kick.

At this moment, it seemed as if Fang Han had become the lord of the stars! The lord of the stars! The chief of the stars! The grand and vast sky is under my command, my spirit establis.h.i.+ng a mysterious and unfathomable connection with the cosmos and the many stars.