'To think that Fang Xingjian had single-handedly killed Number 10 so easily!'
He thought of how, from the very beginning, Fang Xingjian had chased and slashed after Number 10 like a father hitting his son.
Thinking of how Fang Xingjian had wiped out the entire base, single-handedly, with his sword, Hildebrand wore a bitter expression.
Suddenly, he looked toward Fang Xingjian and asked, "Fang Xingjian, did you encounter my grandfather, the Supreme Chief, and the others? How is it that you've picked up the Supreme Chief's Astral Obscurity Sword?
Fang Xingjian replied with indifference, "Other than the Supreme Chief, I've killed all the others."
Hildebrand looked at Fang Xingjian in disbelief, eyes agape. It seemed as if his entire world had collapsed.
However, with the abilities which Fang Xingjian had displayed, Hildebrand believed Fang Xingjian would have been capable of doing so.
His grandfather was the ex-Governor of the Beize Continent and could be said to be their clan's pillar. To think that he had now been killed by Fang Xingjian... This made him feel that all hopes were gone and that the future of their clan was precarious.
What made him that much more infuriated was that as he looked at Fang Xingjian, he could not even gather a hint of courage to go up against him.
'Too powerful, Fang Xingjian is too powerful. Even if I were to go all out, even if I were to mobilize our entire clan, it would only be a suicidal mission...'
Fang Xingjian threw a look at Hildebrand and said, "Do you want to take revenge?" Looking at Hildebrand's grim countenance, Fang Xingjian said, "You grandfather came to kill me. Of course I had to kill him.
"As for you, you got Tynon to bring me trouble. Of course I'll have to teach you a lesson as well."
Saying that, Fang Xingjian pointed out with his sword fingers and Hildebrand was chopped off at the waist. However, as expected of the student ranked second in the academy, Hildebrand did not wish to display any signs of weaknesses before Fang Xingjian.
Even though he was in so much pain that green veins were popping out on his forehead, he did not cry out a single time.
Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "Not bad. I've only let you have a taste of pain. Although this injury is painful, with your cultivation, you'll be able to regenerate.
"I'll let what you've done before go, but if you come look for me for vengeance, I'll still kill you."
Right after, Fang Xingjian turned to look toward Fang Qian and asked with a cold gleam in his eyes. "Fang Qian, you're a member of the Fang Clan's side branch, right? I have many questions to ask you. First of all, tell me why you're here."
Fang Qian let out a bitter laugh, laid down on the ground, and took a long look at Fang Xingjian.
Thinking back to the power which Fang Xingjian had just displayed, she felt extremely shakened.
'With such a great level of sword arts cultivation, if he really has immunity to black magic, then... He might really be able to go against Li Shuanghua (Fang Clan's Old Granny).'
Looking at Fang Xingjian, Fang Qian said, "With your current abilities, it's true that you have the rights to know about these things."
When she was saying this, Fang Qian was speaking in Chinese, which only herself and Fang Xingjian could understand. Hildebrand was completely at a loss.
"Fang Clan has only come into contact with the First Prince about half a year ago. He owns powerful technical abilities, so we're here to try out combinations of technology, magic prints, and the ether particles."
Fang Xingjian's brows twitched and he asked, "That thing earlier which went out of control was also created by you guys?"
"That was Number 10. He wasn't created by us. We hadn’t managed to modify him either. As for the other two whom you’ve seen earlier, the one with the metallic skin and the black Heavenly Demon, they’ve been modified by us."
Fang Xingjian recalled the malevolent will coming from Number 10, his strange ability, and that aura which was very similar to the one that was on that Divine level spinal bone. He asked, "Where did you guys find that... Number 10? What on earth is he?"
Fang Qian shook her head, "I don't know. We found him in an ancient tomb. That ancient tomb s a little strange. At the moment, we're unable to determine the era he came from either. Based on the studies of the historians here, they haven't found any decorations and buildings similar to any of the countries or dynasties. We only know that it is very ancient.
"The strangest thing is that..." Fang Qian shook her head strangely, "The words used in the tomb are very similar to our Chinese language."
"Very similar?"
"Writing-wise, they seemed to be even simpler than our Chinese language. Although we haven't seen many of the words before, we do have a general understanding of their meaning." Fang Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head. "There're too many unsolved mysteries in the Miracle World. There are too many lapses and blanks in the history here and it's really hard to fathom."
Fang Xingjian thought of the Book of Origin and the 12 onslaughts. He asked once again, "What was written in that ancient tomb?"
"The content is meagre. It only says that Number 10, whom they had addressed as the Descender, appeared in a country called China. He caused all sorts of massacres and disasters and it was only after countless sacrifices made by the military back then that he was finally sealed in the ancient tomb.
"The tomb then warns the people who might stumble upon it that Number 10 is extremely dangerous."
Recalling this, Fang Qian smiled bitterly, shaking her head, "It's a pity that we didn't take the warning seriously."
Fang Xingjian asked, "They didn't say why they didn't kill Number 10 nor why they sealed him up like that instead?"
"No." Fang Qian shook her head.
"China?" Fang Xingjian stroked his chin and asked, "What country is that?"
"I don't know," Fang Qian said.
At the same time, Tyrant, who was in the form of a bangle, frowned and said, "China... Why do I feel that it sounds so familiar? I seemed to have heard of it somewhere before."
Fang Xingjian did not comment on this. He was only curious about Number 10's existence and background. Since Fang Qian could not answer many of his questions about this, he did not mind it too much. He looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Then tell me the situation in Fang Clan right now."
"Fang Clan..."
"That's right. I'll ask you first. How's that younger cousin of mine?"
"You mean Fang Xingchen?" Fang Qian smirked, saying, "That younger cousin of yours is doing really good. Not only has he become the direct disciple of the Black Mage King, he even has my younger brother as his apostle, and he is getting stronger at a tremendous rate.
"You should understand that regardless of whether it is black magic or magic prints, as long as the right method is applied and as long as there are sufficient resources, the progress is very fast. It's like a factory's mass production, opposite to the path of Knights, which requires one to cultivate day and night."
Fang Xingjian asked the question which he had wanted to ask all along. "The power of black magic comes from the gods beyond the heavens. The same goes for the magic prints. What on earth is the relationship between the two? Is it something that was invented by the Mage Association?"
"What do you think?" Fang Qian asked calmly. "The origins of the magic prints are something of the highest level of confidentiality. Even I am not aware of the truth. However, based on what I know, the Mage Association... didn't have the magic prints in the past."
"No magic prints?"
"That's right, in Miracle World's history, based on what I could find out, the magic prints simply don't exist." Fang Qian said, "And don't you think that compared to black magic, the use of magic prints is simpler and much more practical? It's more technical, much like a product resulted from the evolution of black magic."
Fang Xingjian fell silent. However, Fang Qian suddenly laughed, saying, "Fang Xingjian, I do have another piece of information for you.
"It's about your mother."
'To think that Fang Xingjian had single-handedly killed Number 10 so easily!'
He thought of how, from the very beginning, Fang Xingjian had chased and slashed after Number 10 like a father hitting his son.
Thinking of how Fang Xingjian had wiped out the entire base, single-handedly, with his sword, Hildebrand wore a bitter expression.
Suddenly, he looked toward Fang Xingjian and asked, "Fang Xingjian, did you encounter my grandfather, the Supreme Chief, and the others? How is it that you've picked up the Supreme Chief's Astral Obscurity Sword?
Fang Xingjian replied with indifference, "Other than the Supreme Chief, I've killed all the others."
Hildebrand looked at Fang Xingjian in disbelief, eyes agape. It seemed as if his entire world had collapsed.
However, with the abilities which Fang Xingjian had displayed, Hildebrand believed Fang Xingjian would have been capable of doing so.
His grandfather was the ex-Governor of the Beize Continent and could be said to be their clan's pillar. To think that he had now been killed by Fang Xingjian... This made him feel that all hopes were gone and that the future of their clan was precarious.
What made him that much more infuriated was that as he looked at Fang Xingjian, he could not even gather a hint of courage to go up against him.
'Too powerful, Fang Xingjian is too powerful. Even if I were to go all out, even if I were to mobilize our entire clan, it would only be a suicidal mission...'
Fang Xingjian threw a look at Hildebrand and said, "Do you want to take revenge?" Looking at Hildebrand's grim countenance, Fang Xingjian said, "You grandfather came to kill me. Of course I had to kill him.
"As for you, you got Tynon to bring me trouble. Of course I'll have to teach you a lesson as well."
Saying that, Fang Xingjian pointed out with his sword fingers and Hildebrand was chopped off at the waist. However, as expected of the student ranked second in the academy, Hildebrand did not wish to display any signs of weaknesses before Fang Xingjian.
Even though he was in so much pain that green veins were popping out on his forehead, he did not cry out a single time.
Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "Not bad. I've only let you have a taste of pain. Although this injury is painful, with your cultivation, you'll be able to regenerate.
"I'll let what you've done before go, but if you come look for me for vengeance, I'll still kill you."
Right after, Fang Xingjian turned to look toward Fang Qian and asked with a cold gleam in his eyes. "Fang Qian, you're a member of the Fang Clan's side branch, right? I have many questions to ask you. First of all, tell me why you're here."
Fang Qian let out a bitter laugh, laid down on the ground, and took a long look at Fang Xingjian.
Thinking back to the power which Fang Xingjian had just displayed, she felt extremely shakened.
'With such a great level of sword arts cultivation, if he really has immunity to black magic, then... He might really be able to go against Li Shuanghua (Fang Clan's Old Granny).'
Looking at Fang Xingjian, Fang Qian said, "With your current abilities, it's true that you have the rights to know about these things."
When she was saying this, Fang Qian was speaking in Chinese, which only herself and Fang Xingjian could understand. Hildebrand was completely at a loss.
"Fang Clan has only come into contact with the First Prince about half a year ago. He owns powerful technical abilities, so we're here to try out combinations of technology, magic prints, and the ether particles."
Fang Xingjian's brows twitched and he asked, "That thing earlier which went out of control was also created by you guys?"
"That was Number 10. He wasn't created by us. We hadn’t managed to modify him either. As for the other two whom you’ve seen earlier, the one with the metallic skin and the black Heavenly Demon, they’ve been modified by us."
Fang Xingjian recalled the malevolent will coming from Number 10, his strange ability, and that aura which was very similar to the one that was on that Divine level spinal bone. He asked, "Where did you guys find that... Number 10? What on earth is he?"
Fang Qian shook her head, "I don't know. We found him in an ancient tomb. That ancient tomb s a little strange. At the moment, we're unable to determine the era he came from either. Based on the studies of the historians here, they haven't found any decorations and buildings similar to any of the countries or dynasties. We only know that it is very ancient.
"The strangest thing is that..." Fang Qian shook her head strangely, "The words used in the tomb are very similar to our Chinese language."
"Very similar?"
"Writing-wise, they seemed to be even simpler than our Chinese language. Although we haven't seen many of the words before, we do have a general understanding of their meaning." Fang Qian smiled bitterly and shook her head. "There're too many unsolved mysteries in the Miracle World. There are too many lapses and blanks in the history here and it's really hard to fathom."
Fang Xingjian thought of the Book of Origin and the 12 onslaughts. He asked once again, "What was written in that ancient tomb?"
"The content is meagre. It only says that Number 10, whom they had addressed as the Descender, appeared in a country called China. He caused all sorts of massacres and disasters and it was only after countless sacrifices made by the military back then that he was finally sealed in the ancient tomb.
"The tomb then warns the people who might stumble upon it that Number 10 is extremely dangerous."
Recalling this, Fang Qian smiled bitterly, shaking her head, "It's a pity that we didn't take the warning seriously."
Fang Xingjian asked, "They didn't say why they didn't kill Number 10 nor why they sealed him up like that instead?"
"No." Fang Qian shook her head.
"China?" Fang Xingjian stroked his chin and asked, "What country is that?"
"I don't know," Fang Qian said.
At the same time, Tyrant, who was in the form of a bangle, frowned and said, "China... Why do I feel that it sounds so familiar? I seemed to have heard of it somewhere before."
Fang Xingjian did not comment on this. He was only curious about Number 10's existence and background. Since Fang Qian could not answer many of his questions about this, he did not mind it too much. He looked straight into her eyes and asked, "Then tell me the situation in Fang Clan right now."
"Fang Clan..."
"That's right. I'll ask you first. How's that younger cousin of mine?"
"You mean Fang Xingchen?" Fang Qian smirked, saying, "That younger cousin of yours is doing really good. Not only has he become the direct disciple of the Black Mage King, he even has my younger brother as his apostle, and he is getting stronger at a tremendous rate.
"You should understand that regardless of whether it is black magic or magic prints, as long as the right method is applied and as long as there are sufficient resources, the progress is very fast. It's like a factory's mass production, opposite to the path of Knights, which requires one to cultivate day and night."
Fang Xingjian asked the question which he had wanted to ask all along. "The power of black magic comes from the gods beyond the heavens. The same goes for the magic prints. What on earth is the relationship between the two? Is it something that was invented by the Mage Association?"
"What do you think?" Fang Qian asked calmly. "The origins of the magic prints are something of the highest level of confidentiality. Even I am not aware of the truth. However, based on what I know, the Mage Association... didn't have the magic prints in the past."
"No magic prints?"
"That's right, in Miracle World's history, based on what I could find out, the magic prints simply don't exist." Fang Qian said, "And don't you think that compared to black magic, the use of magic prints is simpler and much more practical? It's more technical, much like a product resulted from the evolution of black magic."
Fang Xingjian fell silent. However, Fang Qian suddenly laughed, saying, "Fang Xingjian, I do have another piece of information for you.
"It's about your mother."
