Paradise of Demonic Gods
Paradise of Demonic Gods - Chapter 207: The Final Rest and Reorganization

Chapter 207: The Final Rest and Reorganization

Once the banquet ended, Yuelun boarded his horse carriage, where a lady dressed in white was waiting. When she saw Yuelun, she could not help but ask, “Master [1], what’s so special about that Fang Xingjian? Why do you seem to be so distracted after meeting him?”

Yuelun laughed bitterly and said, “You’re able to tell as well?” He shook his head. He had not wanted to mention this, but after some thought, he knew that she would eventually find out about it.

Therefore, he said, “Fang Xingjian looks a little like that person.”

“That person?” The lady in white clothes frowned and said, “Which person is that?”

Yuelun looked out of the window, his tone filled with the endless tiredness of one who had experienced a lot in life as he replied, “The person who disappeared sixteen years ago.”

In the beginning, the lady dressed in white still did not react. But in the next moment, a hint of terror flashed on her face, as if the person Yuelun had just mentioned had boundless magical charm.

The young lady dressed in white shivered as she said, “They look alike?”

Yuelun shook his head, replying, “It’s not just alike. They look exactly the same.”

“How is that possible? That person should not have any blood kin or brothers.” The young lady dressed in white had her eyes wide-open as she said in a trembling voice, “Could it be…”

An extremely terrifying and unbelievable thought appeared in her mind.

She looked at Master Yuelun and asked, “Master, does Grandmaster know about this?” The Grandmaster she was referring to was, naturally, the Holy Orison.

Yuelun shook his head and said, “I don’t know. But a great change will befall us in the future. If those honorable people and the other Guardian Kings in the north found out about Fang Xingjian, the Empire will probably have a lot of things to deal with. ”

…

One day, two days, three days…

The days passed by just like that. Ferdinand stayed in the same inn as Rota and the others. They had even come across the other participants in the Regional Selection from Kirst. There were also those who were there to observe, like Ferdinand and Anthony.

Fang Xingjian’s name had spread like wildfire after the Hundred Blossom Banquet, and his fame seemed to have soared overnight. In the various gambling stalls which opened bets for the Regional Champion, Fang Xingjian’s name, along with the other three, had become the hot favorites for clinching the title of Regional Champion.

Of course, this also meant many people, including aristocrats, merchants, and Knights now wanted to get close to Fang Xingjian, and to build a relationship with him.

However, during this period of time, Fang Xingjian was staying in the inn’s private room, not having taken a single step out. All the people who came to visit were stopped by Ferdinand, Robert and Anthony, who had come to observe the competition.

The day for the Regional Selection finally arrived. That morning, Ferdinand yawned as he lay on the sofa, occasionally glancing at the room.

Sitting opposite him were Robert and Anthony, both of them seemingly out of sorts.

Ferdinand grinned and asked, “You’re still thinking about the bets?”

Anthony looked at Ferdinand, apparently upset, and asked, “How can you keep so calm? You’ve just bet all three thousand gold on Xingjian winning the title of Regional Champion! Even if you’re very confident in Xingjian, don’t you feel nervous at all?”

Robert also nodded in agreement. Both Anthony and himself had not dared to bet any more than five hundred gold. He could not understand why Ferdinand seemed to be so relaxed.

After the parietal bones’ auction, they had each received three thousand gold from Fang Xingjian. Although they had used some of it for cultivation resources, they did not dare to spend it recklessly. In the end, Ferdinand incited them to place bets on the results of the Regional Selection.

They had struggled with the decision for a very long time, sometimes feeling that they had invested too little, sometimes feeling that they had invested too much. They were even more anxious than the examinees themselves.

Hearing their worry, Ferdinand shook his head and asked, “Has Xingjian ever lost before? Regardless if it’s his talent, character, or abilities, they are all such that I’ve never seen before in all my life. I’ve decided to bet everything on him.

“What about you guys? Have you come to a decision on that matter?”

What Ferdinand was referring to was his plan to drop out from Kirst Royal Academy and assist Fang Xingjian after he gained the Regional Champion title.

It was because, compared to cultivating in Kirst Academy, he felt that it was much more effective for him to come to Great Western City and assist Fang Xingjian, at the same time receiving his guidance. He also felt that this path would offer him a brighter future.

However, not everyone could be as decisive as Ferdinand. Hearing his plan to drop out from the academy, people like Anthony and Robert, who highly valued the chance to learn in Kirst Academy, infatuated with the free training resources and allowances given to them, tended to slightly hesitate.

Ferdinand smiled. “Then I’ll leave the decision to you. No matter what, it’s your own choice. Neither Xingjian nor I will blame you for it.”

Just then, the door opened, and Fang Xingjian walked out of the room.

He no longer looked like the homeless man of fifteen days ago. After washing up, his elegant face with a hint of determination shone once again. The fitting Knight attire presented his broad shoulders and thin waist perfectly, and his 1.9 meter height put out a strong pressuring aura.

Most importantly, after training privately for the past fifteen days, cleansing his spirit and regaining tiptop condition, his cultivation level had also progressed further.

During the past fifteen days, having as a target the first stage in the Regional Selection, Slashing the Heavenly Pillar, he had fully focused on cultivating his Ether Divine Art, and bringing his High Frequency Effulgence Weapon – Silver Fox – to level 3. It had now reached a tremor rate of one thousand and five hundred times per second, yet again improving the power of his slash.

Moreover, he had gone all-out to temper his attributes. Now, the Rebirth Sword Technique his body automatically circulated daily could give him 20,000 potential points. It was two times the amount he could previously obtain.

After fifteen days, he had accumulated 300,000 potential points, and had evenly allocated them to his strength and reaction attributes.

Therefore, Fang Xingjian’s attributes had now become:

Name Fang Xingjian

Age 17

Occupation Windshadow Sword Divinity

Level 19

Strength 70+5

Agility 193+5

Reaction 81

Endurance 51

Flexibility 53

Ether Synchronization Rate 10%

The attributes above come into effect once the Sonido Sword Zephyr Waves is activated.

Due to Perfect Muscles, +5 in strength and agility (10% of the endurance attribute).

Skills / Techniques: Rebirth Sword Technique,

New Nine-Headed Dragon Sword Technique,

Luminous Heaven Soaring Slash,

Level 3 Ether Divine Art

Specialties: Genius Swordsmanship,

Elementary Survival Instinct,

Internal Healing,

Internal Training,

Sword Specialist,

High Agility Motion Vision,

Heightened Reflexes,

Perfect Muscles,

Elementary Berserkness,

Unparalleled Sword Intent – Apex

Waves Level 7 Sonido Sword Zephyr Waves

Mental Cultivation Method Level 5 Universal Sword Dominance Lunisolar

The moment he appeared, all the other doors also opened, as if similar spirits, junctures, or information had been stimulated. All the students from Kirst Academy, including Manny, Rota, Hamil, and Ralph, walked out. Their eyes were gleaming brightly. All of them had clearly brought their bodies to tiptop condition during the past fifteen days.

Fang Xingjian looked at Ferdinand and the others, then took the longsword Ferdinand gave him, smiled, and said, “Let’s go.”

The longsword he took was, of course, the one Hamil had dutifully returned, the level 20 Superior Remains Divine Weapons – Styx.

[1] The ‘Master’ here refers to Teacher.