GBP Chapter 807 Are you ready to face my wrath?
Chapter 807 Are you ready to face my wrath?
Upon receiving Fang Shengtian's call, Fang Xiu immediately sent down a wisp of Daoist thought.
Looking around at the world and contemplating the past and future, Fang Xiu was furious when he saw the current state of the Fang family. He was enraged for a moment, then fell into a deep silence.
He had anticipated everything, but he truly hadn't expected that Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun would use the opportunity of the Fang family's Nine Princes' Succession Struggle to wage a battle for the position of their personal disciple.
"Ancestor!"
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
The Fang family members immediately knelt down, prostrating themselves in worship, their expressions fervent and devout, as if they were believers worshipping a god.
As long as the ancestor returns, all the problems will be solved.
You should have called me sooner.
Fang Xiu's gaze was gloomy as he spoke coldly.
Fang Shengtian's breath hitched, and he lowered his head in shame.
He naturally knew that calling Fang Xiu back in advance would be entirely beneficial.
However, if Fang Xiu is called back to take charge of the overall situation, wouldn't that mean he, as the clan leader, is incompetent?
Moreover, if Fang Jixuan needs the ancestor's help to break the deadlock, wouldn't that mean Fang Jixuan is also useless and doesn't deserve to be called the prodigy of the Fang family?
If the patriarch is disappointed in Fang Jixuan, then it would be a loss for him.
But he never expected that Fang Jixuan would be so useless. Even after being given ten sacred fruits to refine, he still couldn't break through to the Saint realm.
You see, they had all agreed that if Fang Jixuan broke through to the Saint realm, then the other competitors would have to lose, and Fang Jixuan would win.
Once Fang Jixuan becomes the Divine Child, the overall situation can be settled.
With this in mind, Fang Shengtian kept delaying.
However, even if ten sacred fruits were given to a pig, the pig could still break through to the level of a saint, but Fang Jixuan was unable to break through.
They even euphemistically call it "polishing an unparalleled foundation for the Dao."
This truly shocked him.
Fang Shengtian dared not delay any longer.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the weather in Wansheng Daozhou changed drastically, with thunderclouds gathering.
"Someone is about to break through to the Saint realm..."
The group immediately sent a wisp of their Daoist consciousness across time and space to investigate.
Within a majestic mountain peak, the innate spiritual energy is so rich that it seems to condense into liquid.
Fang Jixuan's eyes were bloodshot as he frantically ate Dao pills, his expression resolute yet manic, revealing a ruthless determination to succeed or die trying.
Seeing the fall of family patriarchs one by one, and the devastation of Wansheng Daozhou, Fang Jixuan was filled with hatred and his heart was torn apart. He desperately craved power.
Once he breaks through to the Saint realm, he can turn the tide, save the day, and ascend to the position of Divine Son, after which he can settle scores with Shu Yuemo and Ziyun.
He swore that he, Fang Jixuan, would fight Shu Yuemo Ziyun to the death for the rest of his life.
He will not let any of the saints and celestial beings who have committed countless blood debts in Wansheng Daozhou go unpunished.
Blood debts must be repaid in blood!
but……
Fang Jixuan refined ten sacred fruits in succession. He clearly felt that he had already stepped halfway into the realm of sainthood, but no matter what he did, he could not take the second half.
I feel like something's missing.
He just needs a catalyst, a sudden realization, to break through.
The more anxious Fang Jixuan became, the more chaotic his mind became, making it impossible for him to concentrate on comprehending the Great Dao. If this continued, he would be lucky to avoid developing inner demons, let alone break through to the next level.
But he just couldn't adjust his mindset.
The fate of his family rested on his shoulders, so he couldn't help but be anxious.
Seeing his family's patriarchs fall one after another, Fang Jixuan could no longer wait.
He couldn't care less about anything else; he had to break through today.
Fang Jixuan frantically pounded the Dao Pills, and the violent energy raged within his body, tearing his meridians apart.
He was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.
Fang Jixuan continued practicing, fully utilizing his internal energy to break through the bottleneck.
Just as he was losing control of the medicinal power within his body and was on the verge of life and death, a flash of inspiration struck Fang Jixuan, and he realized that he had reached the bottleneck of the Saint realm. Fang Jixuan was overjoyed and went all out to break through.
With a boom, Fang Jixuan stepped into the realm of saints. The medicinal power in his body seemed to have found an outlet, surging in wildly and being refined into streams of magical power.
"What a strange thing!"
Xing Rong's eyes gleamed as he witnessed Fang Jixuan's breakthrough method, and he was filled with astonishment.
As everyone knows, breaking through to the level of a sage depends entirely on enlightenment. Without enlightenment, even if one consumes elixirs for a lifetime, one will only remain in the same realm and will be unable to step into a completely new world.
But Fang Jixuan broke this rule, which was really strange.
Xing Rong couldn't understand the reasoning behind it.
"Boom!"
The tribulation lightning transformed into a towering pillar of lightning, crashing down and striking Fang Jixuan, scorching him to a crisp.
Fang Jixuan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit. He unleashed his magic weapon and engaged in a battle of wits and courage with the lightning tribulation, revealing one trump card after another, and narrowly escaped the heavenly tribulation.
"Finally, I've broken through to the Saint realm..."
Fang Jixuan roared to the sky, his eyes cold and indifferent. He looked in the direction of Mo Ziyun and said, word by word, "My dear senior sister, you killed so many members of my Fang family. Are you ready to face my wrath?"
High in the sky, a wisp of Mo Ziyun's Daoist thought was stunned for a moment upon hearing these words, and then smiled.
She stepped in front of him, a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes.
How do you expect me to face your wrath?
A terrifying sense of oppression washed over him, causing Fang Jixuan to catch his breath.
"So strong..." Even a wisp of Dao thought made him feel immense pressure; he was probably no match for Mo Ziyun.
But so what?
If you lack strength, use magic weapons to make up for it.
"A blood debt must be repaid in blood!" Fang Jixuan said coldly, enunciating each word clearly.
"Hahaha, good good!"
Mo Ziyun laughed loudly, and her Daoist thoughts disappeared from the spot.
A sense of crisis immediately rose in Fang Jixuan's heart. After more than a year of contact, he knew all too well how strong and ruthless Mo Ziyun was.
He has only just broken through to the Saint realm and cannot yet wage war against Mo Ziyun.
However, Mo Ziyun would definitely not give him the chance to develop in a sneaky manner.
The next time it comes, it might be Mo Ziyun's true form.
He must end this struggle for succession among the nine princes as soon as possible and stabilize the situation in Wansheng Daozhou.
Fang Jixuan's mind raced, and he quickly came up with a brilliant plan to kill two birds with one stone: to use someone else to do the dirty work.
He'll let Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun fight like dogs while he sits back and reaps the benefits. He'll first defeat the Fang family's eldest son, ascend to the position of divine son, and then seek revenge on Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun.
With this thought in mind, Fang Jixuan flew in one direction and found Shu Yue.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother, on breaking through to the Saintly Path."
Shu Yue was somewhat taken aback, not understanding why Fang Jixuan had come to see her.
She subtly used her secret technique to assess Fang Jixuan's strength, a smile appearing on her face as she offered her congratulations.
"I can't compare to my senior sister," Fang Jixuan said calmly.
Looking at the beautiful and ethereal Shu Yue, dressed in a pure white dress, she seemed like a celestial being untouched by the dust of the world.
Her radiant smile was like a fairy flower in full bloom, breathtakingly beautiful.
Those gentle, smiling eyes are so captivating that you can't help but be drawn to them.
Fang Jixuan was somewhat dazed. If... they hadn't fought so fiercely over the qualification to become direct disciples, Shu Yue might have been a very good senior sister.
But there is no if.
Although Shu Yue was always polite and kind, like a warm older sister, she also had a ruthless heart beneath her gentle and beautiful appearance.
The number of people he killed was no less than that of Mo Ziyun, and perhaps even more.
Having killed so many members of his Fang family, he was destined to be mortal enemies with Shu Yue for the rest of his life.