Chapter 70
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Chapter 70: The Jiangnan Martial Arts World in Turmoil!
Fang Yu looked beside Yang Shaorong and found that Yang Yinzhu had already vanished without a trace.
“Left again? This woman really has a ruthless heart,” Fang Yu thought to himself.
He had intended to deal with Yang Yinzhu as well, but unexpectedly, while he was focused on absorbing Yang Jian’s spiritual energy, Yang Yinzhu had escaped.
However, Fang Yu didn’t dwell on it too much.
He glanced at the audience and noticed that everyone was staring at him.
“This place isn’t suitable for staying long; I need to leave.” Fang Yu didn’t want to attract attention, so he stepped down from the competition stage and walked toward the exit of the venue.
Everyone inside the venue watched Fang Yu leave, and no one dared to speak.
In less than ten minutes, the events that had transpired were simply too shocking for an ordinary person to process.
…
On this day, explosive news spread from Jianghai City, instantly igniting the entire martial arts community in Jiangnan.
Yang Jian, the young master of the Yang family who had just recently entered the master realm, was defeated on the competition stage by a young man named Fang Yu, losing his right hand and rendering his cultivation completely wasted, with his life and death still unknown!
As the young master of the Yang family and a disciple of the esteemed master Gu Rulong, Yang Jian was already quite famous in the Jiangnan martial arts community.
Recently, he had successfully broken through to the martial arts master realm, becoming the youngest martial artist to enter the master realm in nearly fifty years, a fact that many had heard about.
No one would have expected that this rising star of the Jiangnan martial arts community would fall so quickly!
And the person who caused Yang Jian’s downfall, Fang Yu, became the focal point of discussion among all martial artists!
Who exactly is this previously unheard-of Fang Yu!?
…
At Huatai Group, Jiangnan Branch.
Qin Yimo sat on the sofa in her office, calling her grandfather, Qin Wudao.
“Grandpa, who exactly is Fang Yu?” Qin Yimo hesitated to ask.
“I’ve already said, if you want to know, go find out for yourself,” Qin Wudao replied with a smile.
“I can’t communicate with him! After just a few sentences, he jokes about me, you, and even the entire Qin family! He doesn’t understand respect at all…” Qin Yimo said indignantly.
“What if he wasn’t joking?” Qin Wudao asked.
“Then he is deliberately insulting our Qin family!” Qin Yimo gritted her teeth.
“Hehe, just get along with him. If you have the chance, you’ll truly understand him,” Qin Wudao said before hanging up the phone.
Qin Yimo felt quite displeased; every time she mentioned Fang Yu, her grandfather would play dumb and refuse to reveal the truth.
Moreover, whenever she spoke ill of Fang Yu, her grandfather would always defend him!
She began to doubt whether she was really his granddaughter.
…
In the extreme north, beneath a snow-capped mountain, there stood a small cabin.
An old man in a purple robe was standing inside the cabin, gazing at the snowy landscape outside.
A pure black strange bird flew from the sky, heading toward the window of the cabin where the purple-robed old man stood.
Tied to the bird’s feet was a rolled-up piece of letter paper.
The purple-robed old man frowned slightly, took down the letter, and opened it to read.
After seeing the contents, the old man’s expression changed slightly, and a golden light flickered in his eyes!
After finishing the letter, the old man’s face darkened, and the paper spontaneously ignited into flames, turning to ashes.
He stepped out of the thatched hut, pushed off the ground with force, and soared into the air, quickly flying in a certain direction.
…
On a desolate plain, a very muscular man was fighting a group of polar bears while bare-chested.
With a single punch, the man sent a polar bear weighing several tons flying over ten meters away.
The purple-robed old man arrived at the plain, standing to the side and watching the man.
The man noticed the arrival of the purple-robed old man and, while grappling with a polar bear, asked, “Master, did you need something?”
“Yang Jian is in trouble,” the purple-robed old man said in a deep voice.
“What happened?” The muscular man kicked a charging polar bear away and turned to look at the purple-robed old man.
“A man named Fang Yu has crippled him,” the purple-robed old man said, his gaze sharp and his voice cold.
At that moment, another polar bear charged at the muscular man.
The muscular man grabbed the polar bear and let out a low growl, delivering a powerful punch.
“Roar—!”
Then, a scream echoed across the entire plain as the polar bear instantly fell to the ground!
What immense power!
The muscular man looked at the purple-robed old man and asked, “Where is he?”
“In Jiangnan, Jianghai City,” the purple-robed old man replied.
…
After Fang Yu returned home, he immediately went to his room and locked the door.
He was unable to suppress his excitement.
After so many years, he had finally found a way to quickly absorb spiritual energy and enhance his cultivation, aside from devouring the inner cores of demon beasts.
That was the Soul Devouring Technique he had improved from the Devouring Essence Technique.
With mastery of the Soul Devouring Technique, Fang Yu’s goal of reaching the ten thousand layers of Qi Refining Stage no longer seemed so distant.
Absorbing the cultivation of a martial arts master using the Soul Devouring Technique could allow him to break through two layers.
In other words, as long as he absorbed the cultivation of one hundred martial arts masters, Fang Yu could break through to the ten thousand layers of Qi Refining Stage.
Although martial arts masters were rare, there should be at least a hundred within the entire territory of the Nine Provinces, making them much easier to find than high-level demon beasts.
However, the key issue was that Fang Yu lacked a suitable reason.
He wasn’t a great demon; he couldn’t just cripple someone else’s cultivation without reason to enhance his own.
When he first entered the path of cultivation, his master had often told him that one must never lose their humanity.
This was also why Fang Yu had rarely engaged with evil cultivation techniques over the years.
“Forget it, five thousand years have almost passed; I won’t miss this moment. I’ll just go with the flow.”
Fang Yu’s state of mind quickly returned to calm.
That evening, Fang Yu received a call from Ji Rubi.
Ji Rubi informed him that Yang Yinzhu had left Jiangnan on a flight to Xiangcheng in the afternoon, though she wasn’t sure of her exact destination.
As for Yang Jian, he had been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment and was temporarily alive. However, due to excessive blood loss, he had not yet escaped the danger period.
Fang Yu said nothing. For him, the matter with the Yang family had come to a close.
After dealing with Yang Jian, he believed the Yang family would no longer have the courage to act.
Early Sunday morning, Fang Yu left the Lijiang community, intending to go for a run and grab some breakfast.
He jogged slowly along the sidewalk beside the Lijiang River.
At that moment, the sun was just rising, casting golden rays on the surface of the river.
A black Mercedes was following closely behind Fang Yu, gradually catching up.
Fang Yu stopped and looked at the Mercedes.
The car door opened, and a woman in a light blue qipao stepped out.
She had a delicate and beautiful face, with a touch of makeup, and her entire demeanor exuded an ethereal and refreshing quality.
“Hello, Mr. Fang. I am Li Xiaomo from the Qingyan Society. May I have a moment of your time to chat?” Li Xiaomo said with a smile, respectfully addressing him.
Fang Yu frowned slightly.
He had never heard of the Qingyan Society or Li Xiaomo.
“How did you find out about me?” Fang Yu asked.
After the duel yesterday, he had left quickly, not giving anyone a chance to get close to him.
This woman before him couldn’t possibly be one of those people from yesterday, could she?
“Mr. Fang, your feat of single-handedly battling over forty henchmen at the entrance of the Lijiang community that night has already spread throughout the underground forces of Jianghai City,” Li Xiaomo said, covering her mouth with a light laugh.
“Oh, so it’s about that,” Fang Yu nodded.
“Mr. Fang, the person you offended is Li Zhengrong, one of the underground power holders in Jianghai City. He is known for his vengeful nature. You embarrassed him that night, and he will undoubtedly continue to trouble you until he…” Li Xiaomo looked at Fang Yu and said.
“So, I should cooperate with you to fight against him, right?” Fang Yu interrupted Li Xiaomo.
Li Xiaomo’s expression changed slightly, then she smiled lightly and said, “Mr. Fang is indeed clever; I hadn’t even said…”
“Not interested. I don’t need to cooperate with anyone,” Fang Yu said flatly, turning to continue his run.
Li Xiaomo stood there in shock, biting her lip as she walked back to the car.
“Did you capture the scene of my conversation with him just now?” Li Xiaomo asked the driver sitting in the front seat.
“President, I’ve already taken the photos as you instructed; you can take a look,” the driver said, handing his phone to Li Xiaomo.
Li Xiaomo glanced at the photos, a sly smile appearing on her face.
…
Fang Yu continued running along the sidewalk beside the Lijiang River.
As he ran, he suddenly sensed a powerful aura of a demon beast.
This aura was coming from afar, slowly approaching.
Fang Yu stopped and turned to look behind him.
He saw nothing.
How could a demon beast appear out of nowhere in a place like this?
But the aura of the demon beast was indeed getting closer.
“Could it be…?”
Fang Yu turned his head to look at the Lijiang River beside him…
An eighth-tier demon beast was swimming across the Lijiang River!
An eighth-tier demon beast! It had been years since he had seen one!
Without hesitation, Fang Yu leaped into the Lijiang River!
This scene was just witnessed by a sanitation worker not far away, who shouted urgently, “Help! Someone jumped into the river!”
