164 Bastard (2/2)
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Although the whip seemed to be extremely painful from the outside, he did not sustain many internal injuries.
After all, Yang Fan did not make any grave mistakes for them to use as an excuse to beat him up.
In the run-down room, Fang Yuan flipped a book describing the Da Qian Empire. As he concentrated, he found a map from within, which was like a treasure to him.
After a long while, he placed the book down, rubbed his eyes and laughed. ”This body... is too weak! He doesn't even have inner power! He is the most normal person!”
Without a doubt, this difficulty level was as though he was put through hell.
”To train in martial arts, I have my Eagle Claw Iron Skin Technique, and the Qian Kun Giant Spiritual Technique. However, I am lacking in time and even more lacking in resources! In fact, the lack of resources is a more pressing problem!”
Fang Yuan touched his chin. ”The only way is to cultivate spells!”
It was not easy to learn!
If he wanted to learn martial arts, Yang Fan could observe at the martial arts centre, but to learn to be a spiritual knight, it was impossible!
But this was Fang Yuan, not Yang Fan!
He already had two paths of spiritual knights to choose from! Why would he need to secretly observe others?
”Furthermore, this is most suitable for me!”
The path of a spiritual knight was straightforward. There were only two gates. After breaking through to become a spiritual disciple, the next step would be a huge one!
Otherwise, if he tried to train in martial arts, could he break through 13 Gates to Wu Zong in just one month? Even Fang Yuan was not that crazy!
”Furthermore, to the Yang Family, although a Wu Zong might be impressive, that's it!”
Only until now did Fang Yuan realise the scale of the Da Qian Empire.
Just a Yang Family, nothing much to the Da Qian Empire and yet they could produce 8 Wu Zongs in their line of heritage, with three more spiritual knights. Who knew what else they would have.
Even so, there were only considered impressive in their county, but still did not have the ability to become tyrannical!
”Becoming Wu Zong would only mean that you had the right to speak in the Yang Family, but still could not help Yang Fan achieve what he wanted to!”
Fang Yuan was rather confident that Yang Fan was likely to be the mysterious ancestor of the Five Ghosts Sect.
And he had entered his real memories!
”I cannot learn the Blood Demon's Technique. Let's go back to the old path of a dream master!”
It only took him awhile for him to be decided on his path.
After all, he was most familiar with the path of a dream master, and it placed emphasis on the 'mind'. This path was as mysterious as it could be, and if he had enough experience, it would be rather simple to break through.
”Since Yang Fan became a Prominent Divine Stage dream master in the future, he must have the potential to become a dream master, otherwise how could he become successful just by secretly learning martial arts? The probability of training the wrong way and harming himself would be much greater!”
”Of course, the most important thing right now is to move out of this place!”
Fang Yuan bit his lip.
This Yang Family was a big jail in itself!
With such a large number of strong martial artists, the constant surveillance from his mother, and the many loyal servants!
In this lawful society, they could use many underhand means to deal with him, and he might not even be able to retaliate, otherwise, he would be labelled as an 'unfilial son', making the death sentence applicable!
”I have considered this before deciding not to learn martial arts. The cultivation of a dream master is the one hardest to detect. I'm just afraid that there might be a high-level cultivator within the family that can detect my cultivation... Therefore, it is a must to shift out, and the best excuse would be the examinations... It's coming half a month later?”
As a bastard child, he was pressured everywhere in the household and had no say.
The only solution was to use the name of the Imperial Court to get out of the place, but other than that, he had to depend on himself.
”Fourth Master!”
Suddenly the doors were opened and a servant entered carrying a tray of food. With much disrespect, she said. ”Mother has instructed for you to be confined here and reflect about your wrongdoings. Supper is here!”
She took out two dishes of vegetables and a bowl of unshelled rice.
”Reflect about my wrongdoings?”
Fang Yuan frowned, then smiled. ”I know, I will reflect on my behaviour. Please assure my mother!”
The servant was shocked.
Based on her impression, this young kid would likely throw a tantrum, and by then she would have her means to deal with him. Never would she have thought that he would accept fate and not be worked up.
”That's good!”
The servant felt that the Fourth Master suddenly became very mysterious. Left speechless, she carried the tray and walked out.
Fang Yuan rubbed his tummy and started digging in.
Although it was in a dream, his body could still experience hunger, fatigue, get injured, bleed or even die!
What was the difference between this dream world and reality then?
Although the rice was hard and the vegetables were tasteless, Fang Yuan was satisfied and cleared the entire bowl.
”I'm lucky that there's vegetable this time round. Next time, they might give me leftovers...”
He chuckled, made a mental note and looked at his mother's room across. ”Not letting me ace the examinations by confining me? Such hatred!”