91 Leveling up (1/2)
”Yawn...”
Qinghe County, secluded valley, within the stone room Fang Yuan used for training.
Fang Yuan stood up, stretched and looked at his own hands and legs. He chuckled. ”In the dream, I am an indestructible, immortal-killing demon, but in this world, I am nothing...”
”The difference between reality and dream is scary... I've heard that some dream masters were so deeply immersed in the dream world that they forgot their true selves, voluntarily staying in the dream world...”
Fang Yuan looked solemn.
In reality, who could say that the dream world was not a real one?
Compared to just existing in the real world, the dream masters who could achieve something in the dream world were better off.
”These types of reparation are a form of escape, and I will never accept it!”
Fang Yuan took a quick glance at his stats window:
”Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 8.0
Spirit: 7.9
Magic: 4.5
Profession: Dream Disciple
Cultivation: [Martial Artist (11th Gate)]
Technique: [Black Sand Palm (Grade 5)], [Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique (Grade 11) (Able to harness Elemental Force)]
Skill: [Medicine (Level 3)], [Botany (Level 3)]”
”Very good! This time after the dream, I was able to gain '0.4' in magical energy, and had quite a bit of dream disciple cultivation...”
He was pleased with the result. As he triggered the mechanism, the stone moved aside and sunlight poured into the room, making him squint his eyes.
”Young master!”
Outside the room stood a young servant, who approached Fang Yuan to pass him a towel.
”Little Pearl... How long have I been inside?”
Fang Yuan wiped his forehead and asked.
”One day and one night!”
Little Pearl had baby cheeks, white skin, a plump figure and looked flirtatious in her smile. He didn't know how Zhou Wenwu found this girl; she was rather thoughtful.
When Fang Yuan returned to the pavilion, a chef served a bowl of porridge made from spiritual rice and a few other dishes.
”One day and one night?”
Little Pearl scooped some soup and proceeded to feed him, while Fang Yuan remained in shock. 'It seems that time passes much faster in the dream world, and will change the rate of how fast time passes? This is a little advantage... Without reaching Wu Zong, I am able to let the elemental force nourish my body. Which martial artist would dare to isolate himself for more than three days?'
After sorting his thoughts out, Fang Yuan opened his mouth and a mouthful of porridge came.
He just had to look at the dish, and Little Pearl would get it for him; she was extremely thoughtful. Fang Yuan could enjoy the life like a master.
”Little Pearl, where are you from?”
He pinched her cheeks, which felt extremely smooth to the touch.
”I... I am from Lieyang County, and was sent by my aunt to Master Zhou's place...”
Little Pearl looked down and whispered softly.
”I see...”
Fang Yuan realised that Zhou Wenwu spent a lot of effort in selecting the servants for him, and as for how many families he destroyed, no one would know.
”Are you literate?”
”A little!”
”Very well, I will teach you a part of a magical technique, and you can pass it on to the other servants!”
Fang Yuan squinted his eyes. ”The servants of the secluded valley must be different from the rest!”
With the resources he had, it was effortless for him to train and maintain a batch of martial artists. He had even prepared the Xuan Yin Heart Technique for them to learn!
This was a secret technique passed down within the Five Ghosts Sect, and could be used to cultivate up till Wu Zong, which was a testament to its potential.
Furthermore, after reaching a high grade, there might be consequences and therefore Fang Yuan was unwilling to try it out for himself; he only took parts of it to adapt, but now he finally found a use to it.
What would be the consequence?
Fang Yuan glanced at Little Pearl.
Seeing the potential of these servants, if they did not have his help, it would be lucky for them to train and harness inner force on their own; they wouldn't think about the Four Heavenly Gates.
If the Xuan Yin Heart Technique really had to potential to break through Wu Zong, then no one in the right mind would present it as a gift.
After his meal, Fang Yuan became energetic and walked around the secluded valley.
”Good day Young Master!”
”Good day Young Master!”
...
Amidst all the greetings, Zhang Sheng was sweeping the floor, undisturbed. Fang Yuan left him alone, nodded his head, and went to the spiritual farm.
”Master Fang!”
A few farmers who were farming came over. ”The Vermilion Jade Rice is growing very well, and cannot be compared with the previous farmed I worked at. We are going to get a bountiful harvest soon!”
They were all sweating profusely and were jubilant at their efforts.
Of course, other than them, the guard of the spiritual farm, and the Flower Fox Ferret had their contributions too.