Hoping Only for Fang Wang of Taiyuan Sect [7th Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets]

"Oh? May I ask your daughter's surname and given name, and which branch of the family she belongs to?"

Fang Wang looked at the middle-aged man and asked with a smile, "Although I've seen many sights in the past two weeks since I came down the mountain, I've had very little interaction with people. Therefore, I'm willing to chat with this man right now." ♢💚 ➅❾ѕħ𝐔𝓍.𝓬𝓸爪🏆😳

The middle-aged man sat down on the spot, took out a wine gourd from his storage bag, and chuckled as he unscrewed it, "I can't tell you that, young man. What brings you to Jian Tianze?"

Fang Wang didn't hide anything and replied, "Go to Su Ling."

"Spirit Shaping? Jian Tianze has a place for Spirit Shaping? I didn't know that. The Sword Saint is here, so it might really exist. Young man, you're really bold to come here before even Shaping your Spirit. You must have encountered a lot of difficulties and dangers along the way, right?" the middle-aged man said with emotion.

With the help of the Breathless Natural Skill, the middle-aged man was unable to see through Fang Wang's aura.

During its ten years of seclusion, Xiao Zi also learned a certain method of concealing its aura. It discovered this method in the Great Sage Cave Heaven. Previously, in the Great Sage Cave Heaven, it needed to emit demonic energy to drive away other demons, so it only had a rough understanding of this method and did not study it in depth. Now that it has mastered the method of concealing its aura, it looks like an ordinary snake, except that it is brightly colored.

"Yes, it is indeed difficult," Fang Wang said, feigning a sigh.

"It's fate that we met. Even if you came here to cultivate spirits, you must also be a sword cultivator. My name is Gu Tianxiong. And you are?" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

He felt that even if Fang Wang didn't have a spirit, he must be extraordinary to have made it this far. He might even be a prodigy, and it would be a good thing to get to know him.

Fang Wang replied, "My name is Zhou Yu."

"Zhou Yu? What a great name. If you can create a spirit treasure, you'll soar to great heights. I might even have to rely on you in the future," Gu Tianxiong said with a smile.

For some reason, Fang Wang felt that he had heard the name Gu Tianxiong before.

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His surname is Gu, and his daughter is on good terms with him...

Could it be related to Gu Li?

That's true. The Gu family is a family of sword masters, so it's normal for them to come here in pursuit of the Sword Saint.

Fang Wang asked, "May I ask what your relationship is with the Gu family of Luobei?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Tianxiong raised his chin and said smugly, "I didn't expect you to have heard of the Gu family of Luobei. That's right, I come from the Gu family of Luobei."

"I see, no wonder you have such a dignified bearing and are so radiant."

"Haha, buddy, you're really good with words."

Fang Wang flattered him, bringing the two closer. Gu Tianxiong was very talkative and began to tell the legend of Jian Tianze and the Sword Saint.

Jian Tianze was born countless years ago. It is located in the south of Daqi, hidden deep in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Legend has it that long ago, the sky broke and the Milky Way poured down. Ancient gods mended the sky, and Jian Tianze was formed from the water left over from the sky. Because the lake is shaped like a sword when viewed from the surrounding mountain peaks, it is called Jian Tianze.

The Sword Saint is over six hundred years old. Three hundred years ago, he was the number one cultivator in this cultivation world. Later, he traveled south and overseas to seek the way to immortality. He returned thirty years later.

His return caused a sensation in the cultivation world of the Great Qi Dynasty. All nine major sects sent people to win him over, but he lived in Jian Tianze and was unwilling to leave the mountain. Over time, the cultivation world forgot about the existence of the Sword Saint.

"Some people say that the Sword Saint's time is coming to an end and that he will pass away in Jian Tianze, so I rushed here. Even if I can't get his sword, it would be a great blessing in life to witness the Sword Saint's demeanor," Gu Tianxiong said with longing.

Fang Wang thought of Zhou Xue's words.

Could it be that he succeeded in shaping the spirit in Jian Tianze and was able to obtain the Sword Saint's inheritance?

What are the unexpected benefits?

Fang Wang became more interested in Jian Tianze.

The two continued chatting, and when the bright moon hung high in the sky, Gu Tianxiong still didn't feel tired, while Fang Wang, having been holding back for over three hundred years, was equally enthusiastic.

This conversation lasted all night.

As dawn broke and the fiery red sunlight illuminated the mountains, Gu Tianxiong exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, "Brother Zhou Yu, you really know how to talk! I thought I was already a chatterbox. It's truly a pity we didn't meet sooner. You have no idea, my precious daughter hates my nagging the most."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang became even more convinced that his daughter was Gu Li.

Aside from being around Fang Wang, Gu Li is usually very aloof. In a crowd, she mostly listens. When she first joined the group, she was quite spirited. It's unclear whether she was just pretending or if she changed her personality later.

"Let's go, Brother Gu, it's time to go to Jian Tianze."

Fang Wang stood up and smiled, and Xiao Zi snuggled into his arms.

Xiao Zi would remain silent when facing strangers, so although Gu Tianxiong had noticed it long ago, he did not realize that it was a demon king.

The two immediately took to the air on their swords. Gu Tianxiong flew slowly, seemingly afraid that Fang Wang wouldn't be able to keep up.

"Young Brother Zhou Yu, I see you're raising snakes. I wonder if you know anything about snake handling?"

"Playing with snakes? How do you do that?"

Fang Wang asked in surprise, as he could clearly feel the little purple snake in his arms stiffen.

Gu Tianxiong laughed loudly, "Haha, it seems that Brother Zhou Yu has been too busy cultivating all the time. I must advise you, one cannot always be so ascetic. One must find some enjoyment. I know a strange man who loves raising snakes. Every seven days of cultivation, he plays with snakes for two days..."

He started talking non-stop. Fang Wang was genuinely interested at first, but he became speechless as he listened to the end.

That old scoundrel is no respectable!

That's fucking slutty!

Fang Wang despised Gu Tianxiong in his heart, but on the surface, he still asked questions without shame, so as not to embarrass him.

The more Xiao Zi listened, the more violently her snake body trembled, whether from anger or fear, it was hard to tell.

One hour later.

They finally arrived near Jian Tianze. Fang Wang stood on his flying sword and looked around. In front of him, there were two rows of high mountains, with a dense forest in the middle, surrounded by thick fog. At the end of the forest was a huge lake. The part of the lake was hidden by the mountains, and the exposed water was blue, like a fairyland.

Fang Wang was immediately drawn to Jian Tianze from afar. What a beautiful scene! The spiritual energy here was also very rich, but there was a lot of demonic energy all around.

Gu Tianxiong stopped talking about playing with snakes and instead told Fang Wang not to wander around after seeing Jian Tianze.

Fang Wang was both amused and exasperated. They had only spent one night together, yet Gu Tianxiong had truly come to regard him as a brother.

The two began to accelerate, and before long, they flew between two mountains and arrived in front of Jian Tianze. Although Jian Tianze was surrounded by mountains, it was actually very vast, at least a thousand feet wide. The lake was azure, like an ocean, and a light mist was rising from its surface.

Fang Wang noticed some figures standing on the lake, eyes closed, quietly contemplating.

The two landed by the lake. Gu Tianxiong looked around, clearly trying to find out who the Sword Saint was.

Fang Wang was also observing. His gaze was drawn to an old man with white hair. The old man was dressed in simple white cloth and stood barefoot on the lake. Whirlpools appeared under his feet, forming circles of waves that kept circulating.

Just then, a boy, who looked only seven or eight years old, came wading across the water. He was as light as a swallow and quickly came to Fang Wang and the other boy.

"Why have you come here?" the boy asked, his voice surprisingly strong, like that of a robust middle-aged man, which made Fang Wang and the other man's eyelids twitch.

Gu Tianxiong bowed and said, "I am Gu Tianxiong from the Gu family of Luobei, and I have come for the legacy of the Sword Saint."

The boy nodded, then looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang then said, "I've come to cultivate spirits. May I ask if there's a place for cultivating spirits here?"

Upon hearing this, the boy's expression turned strange, and he said, "You wait here first."

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He then looked at Gu Tianxiong and said, "Come with me."

After saying that, he turned and walked away on the waves. Gu Tianxiong winked at Fang Wang, then immediately followed and swung his sword across the lake.

After they had gone far away, Little Purple looked up, its tongue flicking out, and said pitifully, "Young master, please don't listen to him and pull out my teeth."

Fang Wang said irritably, "I don't like playing with snakes. What are you thinking?"

"Really? That's pretty..." Little Purple muttered, only saying half of what it meant, but Fang Wang's mind wasn't on it, so he didn't ask any further questions.

A while later.

At the end of the lake, a vast expanse of white mist stretched out, and a man in yellow robes, with his hands behind his back, rode the waves. The energy around him formed a sword that was visible to the naked eye, its sharpness fully revealed.

Before the person even arrived, the wind from the sword had already swept to the lake shore, making Fang Wang's white-clad drums resound.

He quickly approached Fang Wang, sized him up, and asked, "Are you here to shape spirits?"

"That's right. I hope you can give me some pointers, brother. Is it possible to cultivate a spirit here?" Fang Wang said, clasping his hands in greeting. Although the person in front of him was weak, he was new to the place, so he decided to keep a low profile.

The man in yellow nodded and said, "Indeed, but the difficulty of shaping a spirit in Jian Tianze is extremely high. Only those with a aptitude of at least mid-grade Xuan Yuan Treasure Spirit can successfully shape one here. If you fail, it doesn't mean your aptitude is really bad, but if you fail, it will leave hidden dangers for your next spirit shaping. Please think carefully."

There are still requirements?

Looking down on low-level spirit treasures?

Fang Wang thought to himself, but smiled and said, "I'm already prepared. Brother Wang, please take me there."

"Come with me."

The man in yellow landed, turned around and walked along the lakeside, with Fang Wang following closely behind.

"Over the years, some have come for the swordsmanship, some for the Sword Saint's sword, but you are the first to come for the Spirit Shaping. After all, if you want to shape your spirit, joining one of the nine major sects is more secure. Could it be that you heard the legend of Fang Wang of the Taiyuan Sect and want to test whether you can awaken a high-grade natal spirit?" The man in yellow asked as he walked ahead.

Fang Wang replied, "I do not belong to any of the nine major sects. I was fortunate enough to receive guidance from a master who said that there is an opportunity to sculpt spirits here."

The man in yellow didn't turn around. He chuckled and said, "There is indeed an opportunity. If the natal spirit you create satisfies the Sword Saint, the Sword Saint will grant you a great opportunity."

Fang Wang was curious about his relationship with the Sword Saint, hearing him repeatedly refer to him as the Sword Saint.

"The people on the lake and I are all sword cultivators who came to admire the Sword Saint's reputation. However, the Sword Saint no longer accepts disciples, so we can only serve him as sword attendants. To be a sword attendant for the Sword Saint and comprehend the sword with him is a great honor for us sword cultivators."

The man in yellow finally showed some change in tone.

"But don't get your hopes up too high. I've heard the Sword Saint mention that even a Di Yuan Treasure Spirit might not catch his eye. He's only hoping that Fang Wang from Taiyuan Sect will come now," the man in yellow said with a sigh.

"I wonder just what kind of genius Fang Wang is. His Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit is unimaginable, truly unimaginable!"