“Obtaining the topmost degree of talent in sword arts in the world requires giving up 72 years of lifespan, which leaves you with only five more years of your life. At the same time, you will never be able to feel love, kinship, and friendship, and you’ll end up leading a lonely life until your death, unable to procreate, or to have any descendants. “From now onwards, everything related to happiness in the human world shall no longer be of your concern. Are you willing to accept this?” “Hahahaha, I’m already alone bereft of all support, my hopes dashed to pieces, shouldering only absolutely irreconcilable grudge and hatred, why would I disagree? Why would I not want it? I couldn’t ask for anything better!!” His sword sweeps across the Divine Continent for seven days and nights, moving 90,000 miles through the starry skies, unhindered. He slays saints and buddhas in Heaven, slaughters demons and devils in Hell, sweeping away all the grievances in his heart!
'Ulpian has already reached this level? To be able to channel in all of his physical body and will into a higher dimensional world…
'It might be amazing, but it isn't the path for me."
Fang Xingjian continued to work on his sword arts in his mind. Today's battle experience had given him more ideas and inspiration.
After cultivating for one night, Fang Xingjian left the Imperial Capital and headed north.
Once news of the battle in the Imperial Capital spread out, there probably would not be many people across the continent who would continue going against Fang Xingjian.
With Ulpian and the Immortality Saint holding back the Church, he believed that they would not have any more conflicts with him either.
Therefore, Fang Xingjian now had two goals. The first one was to settle the problem of his life span, while the other was to investigate the secret of the person who had given him his sword arts talent.