Learning from Experience

"The Amazing Sword Technique?"

Cao Ran frowned, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. 👊😂 ❻❾ᔕ𝓱𝓤x.ⓒ๏𝕄 ☹🍭

He held the large cauldron high with one hand and quickly cast a spell with the other. Rolling black energy swirled around him, forming a tornado-like force that swept the lake water toward the sky. As the black energy tornado's maximum diameter exceeded five zhang, the lakeside darkened, as if night was about to fall.

On the dim lake surface, Fang Wang became the most dazzling presence. His golden scales and white feather robe billowed violently, and thirty-six swords had already condensed around him.

With the Thirty-Six Swords of Startling Beauty and the True Skill of Battle, Fang Wang's momentum had reached its peak. Facing Cao Ran, who was at the fifth level of the Profound Heart Realm, he was not at a disadvantage at all, and even subtly suppressed Cao Ran.

Cao Ran gritted his teeth, roared angrily, and suddenly turned the mouth of the cauldron towards Fang Wang. A violent black tornado, carrying the momentum of a flat mountain, rushed towards Fang Wang, and the lake water poured down like a torrential rain, as if the Milky Way were pouring down.

Almost simultaneously, Fang Wang thrust his sword forward, unleashing thirty-six sword forms that rapidly merged into a massive sword aura, hurtling towards the sky-covering black tornado and evaporating the torrential rain along its path.

boom!

With the powerful Thirty-Six Swords of Astonishment, Cao Ran, holding the cauldron in both hands, watched as the surging black wind suddenly dispersed, and an incomparably dazzling and massive sword aura rushed towards him.

Cao Ran was so startled that he raised the cauldron to defend himself, but he felt an irresistible force crash into his natal spirit treasure.

"It's incredibly powerful... If I were just an ordinary fifth-level Profound Heart Realm cultivator, my natal spirit would probably shatter instantly..."

Cao Ran gritted his teeth, thinking that he had tried his best, but he was still being forced back, and his arms were trembling.

He was forced back dozens of feet above the lake, and even with the veins bulging in his neck, he still couldn't withstand the terrifying power of the Thirty-Six Swords of Startling Clouds.

suddenly!

He felt a chill run down his spine, and he instinctively turned his head to look. He saw Fang Wang standing behind him, looking down at him, holding the sword that was emitting a white light.

Fang Wang remained expressionless, his eyes flashing with a cold light. He swung his sword down, and Cao Ran dodged immediately. However, being attacked from both sides, his reaction was too slow. The sword energy tore through his robes and slashed diagonally across his chest, causing blood to spurt out.

boom!

In Xiao Zi's eyes, Fang Wang slashed Cao Ran down from the sky with a single sword strike. With a splash, Cao Ran fell into the lake, while his blood was still splattering in mid-air.

After Cao Ran fell into the lake, his large cauldron followed and crashed into the lake.

Fang Wang swooped down and plunged into the lake, sending water splashing up.

Little Purple watched nervously by the lake. Unable to see the bottom of the lake, it couldn't help but feel worried for Fang Wang. It didn't doubt Fang Wang's strength, but it was afraid that Cao Ran would play tricks.

Three breaths later.

Suddenly, the lake surface exploded, and two figures leaped out, crashing directly onto the grass by the lake, leaving a seven-zhang-long ditch in their wake. Xiao Zi turned her head and saw Fang Wang stepping on Cao Ran, his right hand gripping the Tianhong Sword in reverse, plunging it into Cao Ran's chest. Cao Ran held the white-glowing blade in both hands, his flesh and blood mangled, his arms trembling.

Fang Wang gripped the Tianhong Sword with his right hand, his expressionless face showing as he increased the force, even twisting the hilt.

At this moment, the fighting spirit in his eyes appeared as cold killing intent to Cao Ran.

Cao Ran was powerless to push Fang Wang away. He concentrated his spiritual power on his palms. If it weren't for the spiritual power, his palms would have been cut off by the Rainbow Sword long ago.

The Rainbow Sword churned in his chest, causing him excruciating pain. Suddenly, he saw nine sword shapes materialize out of thin air behind Fang Wang, which startled him so much that his pupils dilated.

"Wait! I am not your enemy!"

Fang Wang ignored him, and the nine sword shapes behind him suddenly attacked Cao Ran, swooping down and grazing Fang Wang's cheek.

"Zhou Xue!"

Cao Ran hurriedly called out, but before he could finish speaking, the nine sword shapes stopped, one of which was less than three centimeters from his face.

In that instant, Cao Ran felt as if he were dead.

The cold glint in Fang Wang's eyes dissipated.

His eyes cleared, and if he hadn't cultivated a fighting spirit, he wouldn't have had time to stop at that distance.

This is the power of the fighting spirit. It is about casting aside all distractions and leaving only the will to fight. It is not a state of fanaticism like being possessed by a demon, but a fighting spirit under absolute rationality. So when he heard the name Zhou Xue, he immediately stopped fighting.

After entering the state of true combat skill, he felt that everything slowed down, a very subtle feeling.

Fang Wang did not let go, looking down at him with questioning eyes. Nine sword shapes floated in front of him, their sharpness making his face sting.

Cao Ran took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Zhou Xue sent me to test you, afraid you're too arrogant, and wanted me to teach you a lesson so you'd remember it..."

He was extremely frustrated when he talked about it.

What I thought would be a satisfying way to bully a junior turned into a near-death experience...

He really wanted to ask Zhou Xue, "Do you want Fang Wang to learn a lesson, or do you want me to learn a lesson?"

Fang Wang frowned and asked, "Aren't you from the Golden Sky Sect?"

Cao Ran coughed lightly and said, "Since things have come to this, I won't hide it from you. Two years ago, Zhou Xue joined the Golden Cloud Sect and even rescued me from the sealed land. So I owe her a life. Don't spread this matter, otherwise it will affect her actions in the Taiyuan Sect."

Fang Wang's expression turned strange.

Zhou Xue joins the Golden Cloud Cult...

wipe!

From the deputy sect leader down to his clansmen, are all spies in the Taiyuan Sect?

Fang Wang drew his Tianhong Sword and slowly retreated. Cao Ran then got up, sat cross-legged, and began to heal his injuries by circulating his internal energy. His chest was covered in blood and flesh, and blood was gushing out uncontrollably.

"You're really something, kid... This is the first time I've ever seen a genius like you. Looking across the cultivation world of the seven kingdoms, I reckon only those legendary prodigies can compare to you..."

Cao Ran exclaimed, "The feeling of surviving a disaster is so damn exciting! My heart is still pounding."

Fang Wang thought about it carefully and concluded that Cao Ran was probably not lying to him. If his enemies were looking for him, they would not have fabricated such an excuse when facing life and death.

Moreover, he had never had any dealings with the Golden Cloud Sect.

"Can you tell me about the Golden Cloud Sect? Why did Zhou Xue join the Golden Cloud Sect?" Fang Wang asked.

Cao Ran gently shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't say. She doesn't want you to be associated with the Golden Cloud Sect. The Golden Cloud Sect is no benevolent group, and its schemes will eventually make it an enemy of the world."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang didn't press further, but instead left after uttering a single sentence:

"Let's go once your injuries have healed."

Watching Fang Wang's retreating figure, Cao Ran hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back.

This kid doesn't seem like a young man. Is he really not even twenty years old?

Cao Ran didn't have the courage to call out to Fang Wang; for the first time, he felt fear towards a junior.

Forget it, let's focus on recovering and get out of here as soon as possible!

Back at the lakeside, Fang Wang sat down to meditate and gather his energy. Xiao Zi followed him over, her snake eyes fixed on Cao Ran, as if afraid he might launch a sneak attack.

Xiao Zi remained silent, staying beside Fang Wang and staring at Cao Ran.

Cao Ran took his leave at dusk, still bleeding profusely during the flight, looking quite disheveled.

"Young master, shall we go somewhere else?" Xiao Zi asked softly.

Fang Wang admired the sunset and said, "No need, the scenery here is quite nice."

Even those at the fifth level of the Profound Heart Realm were no match for him. There was no need for him to run anymore. He could now focus on cultivating and waiting for the six-month period to end.

Recently, he has been thinking about whether he should travel the world in the future, find a secluded place to cultivate, and open up a cave that truly belongs to him.

His cave dwelling in Taiyuan Sect ultimately belongs to the sect, and as he grows stronger, who knows if Lu Yuanjun will resort to underhanded tactics.

Guang Qiuxian is a being at the Condensation Realm!

He is very strong now, but not strong enough to ignore the Taiyuan Sect.

His philosophy is to always keep something hidden, at least not to let others know just how strong he really is.

Xiao Zi glanced at him, then followed his gaze to the lake. The setting sun reflected on the lake, creating shimmering waves, and the silhouettes of the man and the snake gradually darkened.

……

On the cliff, Zhou Xue stood against the wind, wearing a bamboo hat and a veil that concealed her face.

Cao Ran stood beside her, his body wrapped in white cloth, looking quite disheveled, his slightly dark face showing signs of paleness.

After recounting his battle with Fang Wang, he couldn't help but cough.

"Your clansman is simply a monster! Now look what's happened! My old wounds haven't healed, and I've been injured again. For the next twenty years, no, for the next fifty years, don't ask me to do anything for you again!" Cao Ran said resentfully, his tone filled with undisguised emotion.

Zhou Xue was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed. She said softly, "He really always surprises me. This time I really underestimated him. King Cao, I will make it up to you and help you recover from your injuries as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, Cao Ran's eyes lit up, and he pressed, "Really?"

"Yes, after the Great Sage's Grotto is over, I will accompany the Demon Lord to the Northern Territory. At that time, I will be able to pick a ten-thousand-year-old Jade Bone Ice Lotus for you," Zhou Xue replied.

Upon hearing this, Cao Ran smiled and said, "With the sect leader taking action, I'm naturally relieved. But speaking of which, where exactly has the sect leader gone? It's been three years since the sect was founded, when will the positions of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Dharma Protectors be filled?"