Chapter 937
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Chapter 937 Heavenly Way Sword Technique
Ten minutes later, Fang Yu walked out of the dimly lit cave.
Little Fengling, who had been sitting on a small rock swinging her little feet, immediately jumped down and approached him.
“Master, can I continue to…”
Little Fengling looked at Fang Yu expectantly and asked.
“No, tell Shengxue to notify Zheng Ze to send this person back to the Order’s headquarters,” Fang Yu said.
“Huh? We’re just sending him away like that?” Little Fengling asked with wide eyes.
“I’ve already gotten the information I needed. What’s the point of keeping him?” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and said.
“But… I wasn’t done playing yet,” Little Fengling lowered her head and said dejectedly.
“Do as I say. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future,” Fang Yu rubbed Little Fengling’s head and walked away.
…
Fang Yu strolled leisurely along the path toward the small grove ahead.
The two names Shangqing had told him were quite surprising.
Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng.
These were names Fang Yu had never heard before.
Fang Yu’s surprise came after Shangqing revealed their identities.
Ma Sanhong, from one of the eight great families of Beidu, the Ma family, serving as the family head.
Fan Jinsheng, from one of the eight great families of Beidu, the Fan family, also serving as the family head.
Two heads of top martial arts families in Beidu had actually followed the Half-Spirit Clan.
What could they possibly be after?
This was something Fang Yu couldn’t figure out no matter how hard he thought.
The heads of Beidu’s top martial arts families had status and position that needed no explanation—they were among the highest echelons in all of Yanxia.
Meanwhile, the Half-Spirit Clan was merely a foreign race that couldn’t openly show themselves.
The gap between the two was as vast as heaven and earth.
Why would Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng abandon the light for darkness?
Of course, there was a chance Shangqing was lying, but that probability was extremely small.
Additionally, he could have been mistaken.
The true situation would require further investigation.
If Ma Sanhong and Fan Jinsheng had truly followed the Half-Spirit Clan, then their respective families, the Ma and Fan families, had likely been infiltrated extensively.
“How much sleeping potion would it take to make someone this delusional?” Fang Yu shook his head slightly, sighing inwardly.
Fang Yu was just about to go out to find Huaixu.
At this moment, Ye Shengxue appeared beside him.
“Mr. Fang, Miss Lin Zhilan from the Lin family is here to see you,” Ye Shengxue said.
Fang Yu was momentarily stunned, then remembered his promise to Lin Zhilan this morning and said, “Bring her directly to the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion. I’ll go there now.”
“Understood,” Ye Shengxue replied.
Half a minute later, Fang Yu arrived at the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion.
Ye Shengxue and Lin Zhilan were already waiting.
“Fang, Fang…” Lin Zhilan saw Fang Yu and froze, unsure how to address him.
“You can call him Mr. Fang,” Ye Shengxue reminded her with a smile.
“Mr. Fang,” Lin Zhilan said with a slight curtsy.
“You came quite quickly,” Fang Yu said, glancing at Lin Zhilan.
Lin Zhilan’s clothing style was completely different from their previous two meetings.
She wore a knee-length purple dress, her straight black hair falling to her waist, and her face was clearly made up, even with bright lipstick.
Lin Zhilan was naturally beautiful, and after dressing up, she looked even more stunning.
Feeling Fang Yu’s gaze, Lin Zhilan lowered her head, visibly uncomfortable.
Fang Yu stared at Lin Zhilan, actually trying to find some similarities between her and Lin Batian.
Unfortunately, he couldn’t find any.
After all, with over a hundred generations between them, it was normal not to find similarities.
“Come in. I still need to find a sword manual suitable for you,” Fang Yu said as he walked toward the Scripture Pavilion.
Lin Zhilan remained standing in place.
“Miss Lin, please follow Mr. Fang inside,” Ye Shengxue reminded her.
“…Alright,” Lin Zhilan came back to her senses and followed Fang Yu.
“When I sparred with you this morning, I had already assessed your physical qualities. At that time, I thought the Butterfly Dance Sword Technique would be suitable for you,” Fang Yu said as he led Lin Zhilan to the second floor. “But after thinking about it, the Butterfly Dance Sword Technique is a bit too soft. If you want to apply it in actual combat, you need something more offensive.”
Lin Zhilan didn’t speak.
Fang Yu led her to six bookshelves in the corner of the second floor.
These six bookshelves held hundreds of sword manuals.
Among them, 70% were high-grade, 20% were supreme-grade, and 10% were above supreme-grade.
The higher the grade, the higher the quality. At the same time, the difficulty of learning also increased.
The Butterfly Dance Sword Manual that Fang Yu had initially wanted to give Lin Zhilan was a high-grade secret manual.
But now, Fang Yu had changed his mind.
Given Lin Zhilan’s sword-obsessed personality, selecting a more challenging sword manual for her would be more appropriate.
“Let me see…” Fang Yu went directly to the bookshelf with supreme-grade sword manuals, his gaze slowly scanning each manual.
Lin Zhilan stood behind Fang Yu, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at the sword manuals without blinking.
She had never even heard of the various sword manuals on the shelves.
But she knew clearly that these manuals… must all be stronger than what she had learned before!
“There are so many…” Lin Zhilan’s face flushed with excitement as her gaze swept across each sword manual.
She bit her red lips, strongly resisting the urge to take out a manual and flip through it.
Before leaving home, Lin Zhengxiong had repeatedly emphasized that she must be polite and respectful to Fang Yu, or else she wouldn’t be able to learn stronger sword techniques.
“If you want to look, feel free to browse, but remember to put them back in their original positions, otherwise Little Fengling will go crazy again,” Fang Yu said without turning his head.
With permission granted, Lin Zhilan immediately reached out and pulled out a manual called ‘Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique’ and lowered her head to read it.
The illustrations in the book and the recorded training methods left Lin Zhilan wide-eyed with shock.
The explanations here were completely different from the sword techniques she had learned before!
In an instant, Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword manual.
Meanwhile, Fang Yu was still looking for a suitable manual.
After all, she was Lin Batian’s descendant, and Fang Yu couldn’t casually brush her off.
“The most suitable sword manual for her…”
Fang Yu rubbed his chin, his gaze suddenly falling on a particular manual.
The Way of Heaven Sword Technique.
Fang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly as he reached out and pulled this manual from among the books.
He didn’t even remember placing this manual here.
Flipping through it, a reminiscent look appeared in Fang Yu’s eyes.
When he had fought for seven days and seven nights at the Purple Flame Palace, the technique he used most… was the Way of Heaven Sword Technique.
The Way of Heaven Sword Technique combined both hardness and softness, excelling in both offense and defense… it was the strongest sword technique in Fang Yu’s mind.
However… its grade was semi-immortal level, making it extremely difficult to master.
Back then, Fang Yu had once considered giving up on cultivating this Way of Heaven Sword Technique, but was forced by his master to practice diligently…
Fang Yu glanced to the side at Lin Zhilan, who was staring wide-eyed at the manual in her hands.
Would it be appropriate to let her cultivate the Way of Heaven Sword Technique?
Given Lin Zhilan’s sword-obsessed appearance, her perseverance should be sufficient.
The only concern was whether her talent had reached the level required to comprehend the Way of Heaven Sword Technique.
After careful consideration, Fang Yu made his decision.
“Come here,” Fang Yu said.
Lin Zhilan was completely immersed in the sword manual and didn’t respond.
Fang Yu had to walk up and tap her on the shoulder.
Lin Zhilan looked up at Fang Yu with a dazed expression.
“This is the sword manual I’ve selected for you,” Fang Yu handed the Way of Heaven Sword Technique to Lin Zhilan.
Lin Zhilan took the manual and looked at the four large characters on the cover.
“Way of Heaven Sword Technique.”
“I think it’s the most suitable sword manual for you… but the difficulty of cultivation is extremely high,” Fang Yu said. “So, I’m giving you a choice. You can browse through this manual now and decide whether you want to learn it.”
“If you feel it’s not suitable, we can choose another one.”
Lin Zhilan nodded dazedly and opened the manual in her hands.
After reading a few pages, Lin Zhilan was somewhat confused.
Compared to the Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique she had just been reading, the cultivation method of the Way of Heaven Sword Technique was stranger and even more obscure and difficult to understand.
Fang Yu glanced at the Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique in Lin Zhilan’s hand and said, “Let me put it this way: if the sword technique you previously cultivated has a difficulty of one star, then the Heaven-Cleaving Sword Technique would be twenty stars, and the Way of Heaven Sword Technique… would be a hundred stars.”
“But if you can master it, the rewards will also be a hundred stars.”
“The choice is yours.”
