Chapter 18: Ye Meng.

Chapter 18: Ye Meng (Page 1/2).

Sun Yuan sent Fang Che home and, after explaining things to Fang Qianyi, left.

His disciple was intelligent but lacked accumulation; he needed to find some natural treasures.

The sect leader and others were too stingy; they didn't even leave any spiritual pills or elixirs for my disciple.

Fang Qianyi was very interested in the girl her son had rescued. She arranged for her to stay in a guest room and instructed Qiu Xue and Dong Mei to take good care of her.

However, she was still worried. She took some elixirs and personally fed them to Ye Meng, helping to circulate the blood and dispel the medicine.

She instructed Dong Mei to go and fetch a doctor.

She personally took a snowy white towel to wipe Ye Meng.

Unable to help but smile, she said: "My son has good taste. This girl is indeed a beauty."

Glancing around to ensure no one was watching, she muttered to herself: "Let me check where she is injured and how serious it is."

She then checked from top to bottom, examining her head, face, neck, shoulders, chest, abdomen, buttocks, thighs...

Laughing uncontrollably, she said: "Not bad, not bad. A good bust, full buttocks, still a virgin, hmm... good eye, good eye."

Suddenly, she coughed and said seriously: "This child is seriously injured..."

The figure at the door appeared, and it was Qiu Xue carrying a bowl of medicine. "Miss, the medicine is ready."

"Oh, okay..."

Fang Qianyi coughed: "Be careful in serving."

"Yes."

Fang Qianyi turned and left.

Neither of them noticed that Ye Meng's face had turned slightly red.

And behind her delicate little ears, they were already bright red.

Ye Meng woke up slowly in the evening.

After a night's rest, she regained some vitality. She barely managed to express her thanks, and three days later, she finally had some strength to move around, recovering even faster.

Fang Che had been training all this time.

He now needed to practice many martial arts, so every day he had almost no leisure time.

He was practicing the techniques of the Boundless Sutra, including those for knives, spears, swords, and halberds.

And from his past life, he only selected some skills to practice, abandoning the rest.

Firstly, because the starting point of his past life was too low, some of the techniques and skills were not up to standard. Secondly, after reaching a certain level in his past life, the opportunities and techniques he acquired were too well known.

If he were to use them, and his old opponents and brothers from back then were to see him, they would inevitably have ideas.

So he tried to be cautious.

If he could avoid using them, he wouldn't.

"If one day, even if you treat me as a demon and kill me, I will have no complaints."

In his heart, this was his thinking, and when it really came down to it, he would do the same.

But of course, Fang Che naturally didn't want things to really get to that point.

So now, his level of cultivation was such that anyone who saw it would be amazed.

It didn't seem like he was practicing, but rather he was directly forging himself like a piece of iron.

Especially with the techniques from the Boundless Sutra, Fang Che was even more meticulous.

He absorbed every bit of it fiercely.

These four sets of techniques are simply all-encompassing.

They are all basic moves, but they are diverse.

For example, in the category of "swor", just drawing the sword is divided into many types.

There's the Draw Sword style, Left Waist Draw Sword style, Right Waist Draw Sword style, Hand-held Draw Sword style, Sheathed Draw Sword style, Thrown Sheath Draw Sword style, Left Shoulder Sword Draw Sword style, Right...

Fang Che couldn't help but gasp.

It's too comprehensive.

As for the thrusting sword style, the slicing sword style, the flicking sword style, the chopping sword style, the stabbing sword style, the collapsing sword style, the intercepting sword style, the wiping sword style, the lifting sword style...

Each style has tens of times more variations than the draw-sword style.

The same goes for the blade, spear, and halberd; all are similar.

There are no specific moves, only various styles.

But Fang Che knows that this is the real masterpiece! Once proficient in these, any sword move is just a matter of picking it up.

In fact, there's no need for specific moves.

Because you have mastered the methods of attack in any situation.

"For the understanding of these four weapons, the records here are already unparalleled, right?"

These are all familiar to you, and what's lacking is still proficiency.

But after understanding all of these, for the various techniques and swordsmanship that he is currently learning from Sun Yuan, including Sun Yuan's famous "Flying Sky Sword Technique," for Fang Che, it is all like a natural fit.

Even the Blood Spirit Seven Forms of Yin Sheng Gong can be understood by analogy.

Practicing them is not difficult at all.

Then the focus was on the Ice-Clear Mind Platform and the Illusionary Bone Transformation.

On that note, even if Fang Che's talent is several times better, it is absolutely impossible to take care of so many martial arts at the same time.

So, getting up early in the morning and practicing the basic forms of blad, spears, swords, and halberds for two hours.

Having breakfast with spirit beast meat and medicinal food.

Then, practicing the Flying Sky Sword Technique and the Blood Spirit Seven Forms for two hours.

Lunch.

Then, practicing the Flying Sky Sword Technique and the Blood Spirit Seven Forms for two hours.

Dinner.

Then, practicing the Illusionary Bone Transformation and the Ice-Clear Mind for two hours.

Late-night snack.

Then, going to sleep while practicing the Boundless Sutra.

Supplemented with various elixirs.

Then, he can receive various cultivation resources.

Another seven days passed.

Fang Che had already pushed his cultivation to the sixth level of the Warrior realm.

In half a month, advancing two levels may seem minor, but this progress was enough to shock the world.

However, Fang Che was still not satisfied. On the contrary, he felt a heavy sense of crisis. He had no certainty that he could achieve the goal of becoming the number one in the Southeast Dao.

Because he knew that the major clans were not lacking in talent.

And those geniuses, since birth, have had experts guide their Qi through their meridians. Their martial arts are also top-notch, and their cultivation materials are absolutely beyond what he could compare to now.

What he could truly rely on to overtake them were the Limitless Scripture and the basic techniques of swords, spears, and other weapons.

And... his current unparalleled talent!

The words "hard work" were his most important weapons for success!

So, he truly couldn't afford to slack off at all...

...

One day, while practicing, Fang Che felt someone spying on him. He turned his head and saw a delicate figure standing at the door of the room, slowly stepping out, holding onto the door frame.

She looked frail and delicate, pitifully weak.

When she saw Fang Che looking over, she trembled like a startled deer.

"You're quite good-looking, with a natural innocent charm."

Fang Che looked at her and couldn't help but comment. He had to admit, Ye Meng was quite distinctive. She was beautiful, with a good figure, although a bit thin.

But the most distinctive feature was her eyes.

Her eyes were slightly larger than the average woman's, round and very cute. This made her look much younger than her actual age of eighteen or nineteen. When she opened her eyes, the natural sense of innocence and cuteness was overwhelming.

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