From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

However, he couldn\'t manage to bring swordsmanship to such a level while at the Peak of Azure Sky, most importantly, he couldn\'t maintain effective control over Xia Fu Lan\'s Sword Qi from slipping away with each stroke.

Imagine, if Fang Ren were in the same realm as him, what method would he use to break free from the other\'s control? He couldn\'t think of one right away, with hundreds of scenarios flashing through his mind in an instant. And in every scenario, the end result was his blade being forcibly cleaved in two by the opponent, or his blade would be taken advantage of by Fang Ren.

How profound an understanding of swordsmanship must one have to achieve what had just been witnessed?

Song Mobei suddenly felt envious, something he had never experienced so intensely since he began learning the art of the sword.

Meanwhile, Fang Yuanhao, who was also sitting in the specially arranged seats, promptly controlled his astonished expression and instead looked very steady, as if the scene unfolding before him was to be expected.

He said casually to the shocked Wang Family Patriarch beside him, "Not bad, Ran\'er was born without a Spiritual Root indeed, and I concealed this from everyone. It\'s not that Ran\'er didn\'t have a Spiritual Root, but rather that it was too powerful and developed very slowly.

I decided to send him away from Tianjiang so that he could have a calm mindset to face this impetuous society and to maintain a balanced heart on the Dao. As Brother Bai said, Ran\'er only started growing his Spiritual Root at the age of twenty-two. Such talent, it\'s somewhat within expectations."

"Brother Fang, I think you clearly intended to hide him to give us old fellows a scare. Very crafty," said the Wang Family Patriarch.

"However, Brother Fang did the right thing. A child without a Spiritual Root staying in Tianjiang would probably be crushed by the greatest pressure and ruin such a promising seedlings. On the other hand, encountering many things outside could temper one\'s character, not weak like a greenhouse flower," remarked the Liu Family Head.

The group of family heads prattled on and on, while Bai Chaojin, sitting on the side, was full of disdain. No one knew the truth better than he did; Fang Yuanhao loved to embellish himself with glory.

If Fang Ren had been defeated, he estimated that he would\'ve been able to stand up and shout for Fang Ren to step down quickly to avoid embarrassing the Fang Family further.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that he was more suitable to be Fang Ren\'s grandfather than Fang Yuanhao. No matter what, he had always seen Fang Ren as the Furnace for Bai Qi, from beginning to end. And in fact, he valued Fang Ren\'s life safety more than Fang Yuanhao did.

Bai Qi was dumbfounded within the protective Shield; she couldn\'t believe how strong Fang Ren was. He had repeatedly shattered her understanding of many things—Alchemy, Sword Dao, Cultivation, and even ranks...

It seemed as if everything was futile before him. The claims that the youngest fourth-rank Alchemist was over forty years old, that a practitioner of the Yingyue Realm could easily destroy someone from the Blue Sky Realm, that reaching \'Entering Void\' in Sword Dao was the ultimate path—all appeared pale and powerless in his presence.

She couldn\'t imagine how someone with so many abnormally strong abilities could have spent almost two months of campus life with her so ordinarily. At school, he was just a student, ordinary to the point of being nondescript.

"Fang Ren! You forced my hand!"

Xia Fu Lan bit her teeth fiercely as she descended from the sky, her eyes fixed on Fang Ren with resentment. She viciously wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and her unoccupied hand\'s fingernails dug deeply into her palm.

"It\'s only that Princess Fulan is displeased, so there\'s no reason to continue ridiculing me when you\'re just end up getting angry at yourself," Fang Ren responded.

With a pair of white eyes, Fang Ren didn\'t even glance at her, but merely gazed at the ground three meters ahead of his feet.

After all, whether or not he used his eyes to see wasn\'t the point—using his gaze to look at someone only indicated whether he respected them or not, like with Mu Huanqing, whom he would definitely use his eyes to see.

There\'s a saying that the eyes are the windows to the soul, and it\'s not false. For Xia Fu Lan, he couldn\'t even bother to give her a cold glance.

Xia Fu Lan, seeing that Fang Ren didn\'t even glance at her today, instantly felt insulted and angrily said, "Don\'t think that using these petty tricks will guarantee your victory over me! You\'ll bear the consequences of what comes next!"

"Is Princess Fu Lan going to use her full strength?" Fang Ren laughed.

It would be best if she used her full strength since his aim was to completely crush her, especially her exceedingly proud heart and her disregard for human life, which he loathed to the core.

"What happens next is all your own doing!" Xia Fu Lan\'s longsword flipped in her hand, and her expression gradually turned fierce.

"Heavenly Body Forging Technique!"

With a roar, a golden light suddenly burst forth from Xia Fu Lan\'s body, wrapping her up like an invincible shield. Her hair, which had been a bit messy from Fang Ren\'s attack, also began to fly about.

Crackle, crackle, crackle—

With the appearance of the golden light, the pressure from Xia Fu Lan\'s True Qi became even stronger, and strands of electric current flickered around her body, producing sparks as a destructive aura surged enormously.

"That\'s it! The body technique created by the Sect Master of the Heavenly Path!"

"Yes, the Heavenly Body Forging Technique! The technique that gained fame alongside Sect Master Xia Yuntian of the Heavenly Path! Once used, it rapidly burns True Qi to increase one\'s own strength by nearly 50 percent! It\'s one of the very rare amplifying cultivation techniques in the world!"

"Princess Fu Lan\'s realm is already on the cusp of breaking through. Combined with this technique, it\'s not an exaggeration to say she\'s at Half-step Moon-shining Realm Peak! Young Master Fang stands no chance at all!"

The moment people saw Xia Fu Lan use the unique skill of the Sect Master of the Heavenly Path, exclamations erupted throughout the venue.

Boom—

Just as the crowd was discussing, a massive golden Sword Qi had already been hurled from Xia Fu Lan\'s longsword, passing by Fang Ren like a streak of light and shadow, exploding against a shield over two hundred meters behind him.

Layers of dust blasted up into the sky, forming clouds!

Most people couldn\'t clearly see how she had launched her attack, only sensing a slight movement of her wrist before a gulf appeared beside Fang Ren.

The crowd was instantly speechless; Xia Fu Lan\'s sudden burst of power completely reset their understanding of practitioners at the Midterm phase of the Yingyue Realm!

Such speed, how could it possibly be just Midterm of the Yingyue Realm? To say it was Half-step Peak would even seem a bit too modest!

"I have cultivated my father\'s technique to the midterm stage. Although right now it can only enhance my strength by fifty percent, using it against a weakling from the Blue Sky Realm like you, really feels like a waste!" Xia Fu Lan said as she gently retracted her sword.

She looked at Fang Ren, who stood motionless, and her angry expression turned into a cold sneer: "Heh, what\'s the matter, Young Master Fang, couldn\'t block with your sword? Are you petrified by fear, or do you want to admit defeat now? But before you admit defeat, I\'ll return a phrase to you. This sparing lesson I\'m granting to Young Master Fang also comes with a fee, so you\'d better not skip out."