Chapter 499

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Chapter 499: Dao Spirit Technique!

“Mr. Fang, if you’re willing, I can be your servant,” Ye Shengxue said seriously.

Fang Yu was stunned, then helplessly said, “Why are you so persistent? Following me really isn’t a good idea.”

Ye Shengxue bit her red lips.

“Your clan members are gone, but your family’s previous assets and businesses are still there… You should go manage your family affairs and get the Ye family back on track…” As Fang Yu spoke, he noticed Ye Shengxue’s eyes turning slightly red and immediately stopped talking.

Losing so many relatives in such a short time would be an unbearable pain for anyone, especially for a young girl like Ye Shengxue.

It was indeed inappropriate for Fang Yu to bring up the Ye family.

“If you’re ready, I can teach you that technique now,” Fang Yu said, changing the subject.

Ye Shengxue rubbed her eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded firmly: “Mr. Fang, I’m ready.”

“Good, let’s begin then. Listen carefully.”

Fang Yu orally transmitted a technique that he had memorized for many years to Ye Shengxue.

Dao Ling Formula.

This was the core cultivation technique of the first-rank sect, Great Dao Sect, from over three thousand years ago!

This technique was only available to the core disciples of the Great Dao Sect and was never taught to outsiders!

By coincidence, Fang Yu had been extremely fortunate to obtain a written copy of this technique.

After obtaining the Dao Ling Formula, Fang Yu had tried practicing it for a period of time, but due to the limitations of the Qi Gathering stage, he couldn’t bring out its effects.

The power of this technique lay in its complete transformation of the practitioner’s body.

During the cultivation of the Dao Ling Formula, not only would the physical body undergo refinement, but simultaneously one would cultivate a Dao heart, thereby mastering true qi more powerful than other cultivators.

The Dao Ling Formula itself was a cultivation technique, so the absorption and transformation of spiritual energy during practice was extremely rapid.

Compared to ordinary cultivation techniques, the Dao Ling Formula was at least three levels ahead.

However, not everyone could practice this technique as it had certain requirements.

To cultivate the Dao Ling Formula, one’s mental state had to be sufficiently clear and free of distracting thoughts.

The reason Fang Yu chose to teach this technique to Ye Shengxue was because he had seen her state when practicing the Ice Heart Technique.

In that state, Ye Shengxue would have no problem cultivating the Dao Ling Formula.

After explaining the incantations and cultivation methods, Fang Yu returned to his room to fetch paper and a pen, wrote down all the formulas of the Dao Ling Formula, and drew four simple cultivation diagrams.

With the diagrams and formulas, learning became much easier.

Ye Shengxue had good talent and quickly understood the formulas.

But when she formally began to practice, a problem arose.

She couldn’t maintain a state free of distracting thoughts.

This was a crucial point.

Without achieving this, she couldn’t cultivate the Dao Ling Formula, let alone develop a Dao heart.

After several consecutive failures, Ye Shengxue frustratedly scratched her head.

“Mr. Fang, I can’t do it… Every time I close my eyes, I think of my family… I have hatred in my heart, and when I practice, I keep thinking about revenge…” Ye Shengxue said, her eyes slightly red.

“When are you usually at your calmest?” Fang Yu asked.

Hearing this question, Ye Shengxue paused, then said, “When I’m practicing the Ice Heart Technique… I become very calm.”

“Then practice the Ice Heart Technique,” Fang Yu said.

“But if I practice the Ice Heart Technique, how can I still cultivate…” Ye Shengxue said, somewhat dumbfounded.

“Don’t worry about anything else, just practice the Ice Heart Technique,” Fang Yu said.

Ye Shengxue nodded, then closed her eyes and silently recited the incantation.

Soon, a faint blue light emanated from her body.

“Now, practice the Dao Ling Formula according to the instructions,” Fang Yu said.

Ye Shengxue opened her eyes, her pupils glowing blue, staring at the formula on the paper in front of her.

After activating the Ice Heart Technique, her mental state became much calmer, no longer restless as before, with extreme focus.

About half a minute later, tiny beams of white light appeared around Ye Shengxue’s meditating body, slowly rotating.

Ye Shengxue remained completely still, her gaze fixed forward, clearly having entered a state free of distracting thoughts.

“Good talent, it took less than three hours to teach her.”

Fang Yu nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the time.

It was now three in the afternoon.

Feeling a bit sleepy, Fang Yu returned to his room, lay on the bed, and fell asleep.

…

In a certain place in Xiang City, in a dark room.

A woman stood in the shadows, with Old Eight kneeling before her.

“Lady Sha, that man is very powerful! Much stronger than we imagined! He killed Eleven with just one strike!” Old Eight knelt on the ground, speaking excitedly.

“You don’t need to elaborate on how strong he is, because I saw the entire process of his battle with you,” the woman said coldly.

Old Eight raised his head and asked, “Then we…”

“Bang!”

Before he could finish speaking, his head was stomped to the ground by the woman’s foot, making a dull sound.

“Did I allow you to raise your head?” The woman’s voice was like a cold wind blowing from a glacier, making people tremble.

With his head pinned down, Old Eight gasped for air and said, “Lady Sha, we did our best. He, he’s really too strong… and he knows a lot about our Demon Cult… he’s not an ordinary person…”

“No matter what you say, it doesn’t change the fact that you failed your mission and had a mark left in your soul,” the woman said.

Old Eight’s body shuddered, and he stammered, “I, in my soul…”

“During the time you were unconscious, he examined your soul and left a mark in it, intending to use it to investigate our Demon Cult,” the woman said.

“Lady Sha… please help me remove this mark…” Old Eight begged.

“The mark has been deeply engraved into your soul and cannot be removed,” the woman lowered her head to look at Old Eight under her foot, her tone suddenly becoming lighter, saying, “So, to prevent information about our Demon Cult from leaking, I can only… kill you.”

Old Eight sensed the approach of death, and his survival instinct made him let out a roar, struggling to get up.

“Snap!”

The next second, the woman applied force with her foot.

A foul smell spread throughout the room.

But the woman’s face showed no disgust; instead, she seemed to thoroughly enjoy it.

“Fang Yu… another bug standing on the side of justice? How boring.”

…

Fang Yu was awakened by his vibrating phone.

The call was from Qin Lang, and Fang Yu quickly answered.

“Mr. Fang, you asked me to keep an eye on Dr. Gary this morning, so I’ve had people tracking him… Would you like to hear about it?” Qin Lang asked.

“Go ahead,” Fang Yu replied.

“Dr. Gary stayed at South Capital University all day, visited several colleges, and attended two meetings. At five o’clock in the afternoon, several staff members accompanied him to dinner. Now the dinner is over, and Dr. Gary has returned to his hotel alone,” Qin Lang said.

“Hotel…”

Fang Yu frowned slightly, pondering.

He knew clearly that Gary’s primary target in coming to the Nine Provinces wasn’t him.

As for what Gary actually wanted to do, Fang Yu had no idea.

And that mysterious red-haired girl also concerned Fang Yu greatly.

“Which hotel is he staying at?” Fang Yu asked.

“He’s staying at the Haoyue Hotel next to South Capital University. For the exact room number, I’ll have my subordinates check and let you know later,” Qin Lang said.

“Good, just text me later,” Fang Yu said.

After hanging up, Fang Yu went to the bathroom for a quick wash, then left the room.

It was now six forty in the evening, and the sky had darkened.

But the lights in the hall weren’t on.

Ye Shengxue was still sitting in her original position practicing, without having moved at all.

The surrounding spiritual energy was all gathering around Ye Shengxue.

“Not bad.”

Fang Yu gave Ye Shengxue an approving look, then left the apartment.

On his way to Haoyue, Fang Yu received a message from Qin Lang.

Forty-seventh floor, Room 4718.

Ten minutes later, Fang Yu arrived at the Haoyue Hotel.

After some thought, Fang Yu didn’t enter through the hotel’s main entrance but went to the back of the hotel and counted the floors looking up.