“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!
"On the training grounds of The School of Sword Arts, Fang Xingjian sent Kaunitz flying with one sword attack. The latter's eyes rolled back and he was so angry that he spurted out three mouthful of blood before falling to the ground and fainting."
'Slander, that’s all blatant slandering!' When Rebecca read to this point, her hands were trembling from fury. The more she read, the angrier she felt.
However, the group of kids all became very excited.
"Good one! He deserved it!"
"Kill that Kaunitz!"
"If I were Fang Xingjian, I'd just chop off his head."
"You idiot! Kaunitz is an aristocrat. If Fang Xingjian were to kill him, he wouldn't be able to take part in the Prefectural Selection."
Unknowingly, over ten commoners started surrounding Rebecca, listening to her read the story.
When the leader of the group of kids saw Rebecca stop, he immediately shouted, "Why are you stopping? Continue! Tell us what happened next!"