He opened the system interface.
【Host: Star Fury Fang Xuan (Bound as Ning Xian’s training target)】
【Current training progress: 10.12%】
Fang Xuan glanced at it; he no longer cared whether the training progress would affect him. As for his Senior Sister, if she trained him, then so be it. Any amount was fine.
He was just about to check out the new modules after the upgrade.
Then the number jumped.
【Current training progress: 11.58%】
Fang Xuan: "......."
Uh... he'd better look at the upgraded modules first.
...
【Congratulations, Host! Training progress has broken 10%! Phase rewards are being distributed——】
【Physique module upgrade: "I’m Not a Masochist Physique" → "Super Big Masochist Physique"】
【Effect: Health-lock limit increased, spiritual energy recovery speed +200% in burst state, and if the master is present, effect +50%】
Fang Xuan was somewhat silent. He wasn't a masochist, he really wasn't. But honestly... this physique was truly useful.
He continued to scroll down.
【New function unlocked: Achievement System】
【Achievements completed:】
【"Miss Ning Xian’s Dog"——Completion: 100%. Effect: When called by the master, spiritual energy circulation speed +15%.】
Fang Xuan: "......Alright."
As long as the achievements were given, he truly dared to accept them.
【"Erotic Fiend"——Completion: 100%. Effect: During intimate interactions with the master, both parties’ spiritual energy affinity greatly increases, dual cultivation efficiency +30%.】
【"Qualified Training Partner"——Completion: 100%. Effect: Training value acquisition efficiency +10%.】
【Total achievement bonus: Total spiritual energy +12%, physical strength +8%, perception range of everything related to master Ning Xian expanded by 30%.】
Fang Xuan looked at the last bonus, and his lips finally curved upwards. Expanded perception range. Now, if Senior Sister wanted to hide again, it wouldn't be so easy.
He continued to read down.
【Training task guidance upgraded!】
【New function added: Cultivation Direct Promotion Channel (has broken through this realm's rule limitations)】
【Description: By completing training tasks issued by the system, the Host can obtain "realm direct promotion" rewards, requiring no Tribulation Crossing, no bottlenecks, and ignoring the heavenly dao rules of this realm.】
【Next realm: Transformation Realm Peak】
Fang Xuan’s eyes lit up. Direct promotion with no bottlenecks, no need for Tribulation Crossing, no arduous cultivation, no need to gnaw on bun scraps every day.
He clicked open the task list.
【Task One: During daily training with the master, bravely initiate resistance, then be trained by the master again until you lose control.】
【Reward: Direct promotion to Transformation Realm Peak】
Fang Xuan: "???"
【Task Two: Turn the tables and successfully train master Ning Xian once (Given the Host’s status as a training partner, the feasibility of this task is low; please choose with caution)】
【Reward: Direct promotion to first level of Tribulation Crossing】
【Task Three: Awaiting development.】
Fang Xuan closed the interface; Task Two was practically tailor-made for him. As for Task One, he unconsciously ignored it. Hmm. Next time he saw Senior Sister, he could complete the task. He wondered what changes his strength would undergo after entering Tribulation Crossing.
...
Meanwhile, at the Martial Alliance Headquarters’ Deliberation Hall.
The Alliance Lord sat in the main seat, blood still seeping from the bandages on his chest, his eyes grim and fierce.
"Three days from now, agree to that demoness's request," he said hoarsely. "Bring the item to Taihuang Valley to lure her there to retrieve it."
The deputy alliance master and the bald elder exchanged glances, both somewhat hesitant. "Alliance Lord, that demoness's strength is strange; even Tribulation Crossing cultivators are no match for her. We..."
"What's there to fear?" the Alliance Lord sneered. "This old man has already invited that esteemed figure to act. That is a realm above Tribulation Crossing; a mere Transformation Realm demoness is sure to die."
The deputy alliance master’s heart eased, and a look of delight appeared on his face. It was actually the legendary realm above Tribulation Crossing.
The bald elder grinned. "That demoness actually dared to covet our Martial Alliance's treasures. This time, she will surely be torn to shreds, her divine soul annihilated, never to reincarnate!"
The deputy alliance master asked again, "Then... what about that newly joined Transformation Realm rogue cultivator? Should we have him participate in the encirclement and kill? His background..."
Initially, he had intended to use this person's background to suppress the demoness. After all, she was too rampant in the Northern Plains, and even Tribulation Crossing cultivators were no match for her. But who would have thought that the Alliance Lord had brought someone from a realm above Tribulation Crossing?
"Don't bother with him," the Alliance Lord waved his hand, a flicker of disdain in his eyes. "Just a reckless youth who came out to gain experience, unaware of the immensity of heaven and earth. He's only middle-stage Transformation Realm, too green to even be cannon fodder. Let him fend for himself."
No sooner had he spoken——
In the center of the Deliberation Hall, a fine crack suddenly appeared in the void. Then a hand reached out from the crack. Its five fingers spread, seized the Alliance Lord’s back of the head, and violently slammed him into the stone wall behind him! The rock wall, hard as iron, instantly caved in, forming a massive circular crater, with cracks spreading like a spiderweb. Half of the Alliance Lord’s face was embedded in the shattered rock, blood gushing from his mouth.
The spatial rift expanded, and a tall, slender figure leisurely stepped out. He had the appearance of a youth, his right hand wrapped in a plain white cloth strip, his left hand casually hanging by his side, and an unassuming, dull black longsword strapped to his back. His expression was relaxed; he even adjusted his sleeves, as if he had merely casually swatted away an annoying mosquito.
He tilted his head, his gaze slowly sweeping over the people in the hall, finally resting on the terrified faces of the deputy alliance master and the bald elder. He chuckled softly, "Were you just discussing me?"
The deputy alliance master’s pupils constricted. How did he get in? The hall's protective array gave no warning whatsoever!
With a low roar, the deputy alliance master's entire cultivation at the second level of Tribulation Crossing erupted in an instant, spiritual energy surging around him like furious waves. His fist, carrying terrifying power capable of shattering small mountains, slammed fiercely towards Fang Xuan's chest. With this punch, he used ninety percent of his strength. A middle-stage Transformation Realm cultivator—if not dead, would be severely wounded!
Fang Xuan didn't even draw his sword. He merely casually slanted the dull black sword in front of him. "Clang——"
The residual spiritual energy shockwave caused the eardrums of the lower-cultivation disciples in the hall to bleed on the spot, sending them kneeling to the ground. The deputy alliance master’s punch, aimed for certain victory, struck the sword body like hitting a majestic, immovable mountain. "Pfft——!"
The deputy alliance master flew backward like a kite with a broken string, violently smashing through the Deliberation Hall’s thick stone wall. His momentum unchecked, he carved a deep gash over ten zhang long into the bluestone plaza outside the hall before finally coming to a halt. He spat mouthfuls of blood, his right arm fractured bone by bone.
Before he could get up, his vision darkened. Fang Xuan had appeared before him at some unknown point, looking down at him from above. The tip of the black sword rested against his Adam's apple, piercing the skin, and a drop of crimson blood slowly trickled down. Blood-red sword intent, scarlet as blood, continuously surged from deep within the black sword, coiling around Fang Xuan. Everyone present was pinned to the spot by this terrifying pressure, which seemed unlike that of a Transformation Realm cultivator.
Fang Xuan looked down at the disheveled deputy alliance master beneath his sword, his lips curving slightly, his voice calm: "You like... being torn to shreds? Divine soul annihilated?"
Fang Xuan didn't look at him anymore. He looked up, and the blood-red sword intent instantly split into several strands, precisely entering everyone's heart vessels. Neither too deep nor too shallow, it barely hovered at the edge of their lifelines. "Sword intent imprinted..." He retrieved his black sword, his tone as casual as if remarking on the good weather. "Whoever moves, dies."
Only then did everyone gasp for breath, like drowning people surfacing, yet no one dared to utter a sound.
Fang Xuan sheathed his sword, then—— He extended his left index finger and gently tapped in the void. A drop of crimson blood, like a gemstone, slowly condensed from his fingertip, suspended in mid-air. The mark Senior Sister left him. Fang Xuan flicked his fingertip, and the blood drop vanished into the void. First, he'd send a message to Senior Sister.
After sending the message, he turned and leisurely walked out of the hall. As he passed the bald elder, the burly man, strong as a mountain, his legs went soft, and he immediately knelt down, not daring to breathe.
Fang Xuan did not stop, leaving only one sentence drifting in the silent Deliberation Hall.
"The plan proceeds as usual; I don't need to say anything more about the rest..."
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