Chapter 716 (1/2)

Chapter 716: MissingTranslator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

In the Great Western Region Regional Academy, Fang Xingjian sat cross-legged in the secret room. The Abyss Longsword floated on his chest, and mysterious gravitational waves were sent out from it, bringing along streams of deep and unfathomable information.

Although the battle with Alexander had allowed Fang Xingjian to successfully attain a breakthrough of the Infiltrating Void sword’s limits and grasp some of the profound theories behind gravity, the sword intents condensed on the Abyss Longsword was still imperfect in the haste. Fang Xingjian was still perfecting its prowess.

This was especially so when the forging of the Abyss Longsword had not been completed, and it was not in its peak condition. Right now, Fang Xingjian could only rely on his Unparalleled Sword Intent to steel it bit by bit, thereby increasing the Abyss Longsword’s prowess.

Simultaneously, the condition of Fang Xingjian’s body was not good either. Slight cracks spread out on his body. They were the result of the battle with Alexander, causing his martial will to be weakened by a lot.

All these required him to slowly condense and heal, just like sticking a cracked gemstone together again.

Concurrently, Zhou Xingwen and the others stood before Fang Xingjian, reporting the current situation to him. At the side, Rota, Fang Qian, Wang Xiaoyan, and the others looked at Fang Xingjian with a gleam in their eyes.

The Governor, Head of Department, Philip, the Fourth Prince, Tyrant, and the others also appeared grateful, thankful that they had not trusted the wrong person.

Fang Xingjian nodded. With a single thought, a profound information gushed into everyone’s mind. “This is the content for the first to ninth level of the mystical prints. From today onward, all of you can start cultivating up to the ninth level of the mystical prints.

“The ninth level of the mystical prints can increase your aptitude greatly and rapidly raise your cultivation.”

Sensing the information regarding the mystical prints in their minds, Philip and the Fourth Prince were shocked. The effects of the mystical prints were too astonishing. Both of them found it hard to believe that something so heaven-defying would exist in this world.

However, they finally understood why each of Fang Xingjian’s subordinates was more ingenious than the last, improving tremendously in the recent few months.

At the thought of how they would be able to cultivate these nine levels of mystical prints, they felt extremely excited and were full of anticipation.

As for the others, they were even more agitated. They had previously cultivated to the fifth level of the mystical prints which was already very amazing. Now that Fang Xingjian had given them the content all the way to the ninth level of the mystical prints, how could they not feel agitated? They were too clear of how heaven-defying the mystical prints were.

However, Fang Xingjian did not appear any different. To the current him, the ninth level of the mystical prints was not considered a threat to him anymore. Furthermore, if they had the sufficient aptitudes for it, he would not mind giving them the cultivation method for the tenth level of the mystical prints.

He said nonchalantly, “With the world’s metamorphosis, many Divine level experts can rapidly getting stronger. Those below the Divine level are merely insignificant ants. Now that you have the ninth level of the mystical prints, you must make good use of time and try to become Divine level experts as soon as possible.”

Zhou Xingwen clenched his fist while trembling. Divine level experts… What an unreachable goal. There was no way that he, Zhou Xingwen, would be able to set the becoming of a Divine level expert as his goal.

Fang Xingjian then turned his head to look at Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan while saying, “Later on, the Holy Light Clan will be sending the Panwu Heavenly Raiment here. The two of you, modify it into a longsword as well.” He then paused before adding, “Fang Qian, if possible, try to modify the Panwu Heavenly Raiment toward strong interaction or weak interaction.”

Fang Qian was stunned for a moment before saying, “Why would you think of this? But… this is too difficult. I’m not a theoretical physicist.”

Fang Xingjian shook his head, not replying to Fang Qian’s question. He merely said, “If you can’t do it, then get someone from Earth to come over here. Anyway, try to get close to these two directions.”

Ever since Fang Xingjian forced Alexander to retreat, he had been healing his injuries while tempering the Abyss Longsword. Simultaneously, he also contemplated about his sword arts.