Volume 1 Chapter 12: A Purpose
"Sister Zhi, I want to be the Head of the Sword Peak."
After a few minutes of teasing between them, Fang Zhaoge took a solemn stance as he looked at Li Mengzhi.
"Wait, you're serious?"
Li Mengzhi was dumbfounded. A Qi Refinement junior becoming a Peak Master? She could already see the mass invading the top of the Sword Peak.
"I'm serious! But of course, I'll have to break through first and have the combat power that's invincible within the Divine Soul realm, am I right?"
Li Mengzhi's eye twitched. Divine Soul realm? Why the f*ck would you talk about being invincible in the Divine Soul realm as a Qi Refinement realm?
However, she knew she wouldn't be able to refute it. This kid actually could contend with a Divine Soul expert as a Qi Refinement junior. And he actually wanted to break through again?
Wait, breaking through?
"Junior Brother, you want to break through to the Foundation Establishment realm?"
"No, I wanted to break through the limit again."
"Again?! You wanted to aim for the 21st Qi Refinement realm?!"
Li Mengzhi abruptly stood up and stared at him with a twitchy eye. You already broke through the known limit, yet you wanted to surpass that even more?!
"Are you serious?!"
"You asked the same question twice, Sister Zhi. And yes I'm also serious. My meridians haven't reached the limit yet!"
Could he possibly contend with a Void Refinement realm as a damn Qi Refinement junior?
Now, Li Mengzhi has become tired. She became numb to this 'nonsense' her Junior Brother did.
"Fine. You wanted to be the Peak Master, right? I'll request it from you. Not only will I request it from the Sect Master, I'll also announce it to the whole sect!"
"That's great!"
Li Mengzhi almost fell. You'll be denigrated so badly that even the ninety-ninth generations of your ancestors could feel how embarrassing you are, yet you are actually looking forward to it?!
"I'll… you know what, do whatever you want."
Afterwards, Li Mengzhi went to the formation and disappeared. Now that he was all alone, Fang Zhaoge immediately dived into the qi lake and continued his cultivation like he always did!
"Just a gentle tap from my master could probably send me and my ninety-nine generations of ancestors to hell. I'm not invincible yet!"
Fang Zhaoge felt ashamed. He actually dared to claim himself as invincible. Ignorance is a sin!
Soon, humongous, torrential pillars of qi from the qi lake were furiously absorbed by Fang Zhaoge. He is too weak! He's looking forward to making yet another breakthrough.
However, his mentality is different now. Back then, a breakthrough to the 11th Qi Refinement realm could make him so proud he claimed himself to be invincible.
But now, even if he achieved the 30th Qi Refinement realm, he'd only feel slightly excited before reality reminded him of his situation again.
With his experience in cultivating, combined with the ridiculous cultivation technique, the Demon Devouring Heaven and Earth, just five days is enough for him to reach the 30th Qi Refinement realm!
Five days for ten continuous breakthroughs! Even if it was a normal breakthrough, not the limit, it would be enough to be called unprecedented!
Not to mention his breakthroughs that break the limit of the original extreme foundation!
By now, the qi lake has been sucked dry. From its originally beautiful scenery, to the current barren crater. Even the qi within the land was mercilessly absorbed!
Fang Zhaoge sat in the middle of the barren crater motionlessly before he opened his eyes. If previously, his eyes only contained a slight trace of divinity, now, they fully showed the splendour of what a divine being is!
He indifferently glanced at his combat power and talent. No matter how big the number of his combat power, could it precede a point of divinity?
[Combat Strength: 1,29040384x10^39 tonnes (3,60448^36 tonnes x368 Amplification)]
[Talent: 3,9x10^20 (1,1x10^18 x368 Amplification)]
[Notice: Detected that the host's strength has surpassed the weight of the sun. For every 2,192x10^27 tonnes, it will be converted into 0.001 points of divinity.]
[Notice: Detected that the host's talent has passed 1 billion mark. For every 1 billion talent points, it will be converted into 1 point of Spiritual Root's aptitude.]
[Combat Strength: 60,5 billion divinity (1.644.380 divinity x368 Amplification x100 Born For Divine)]
[Talent: 388,34 billion spiritual root (1,05 billion spiritual root x368 Amplification)]
It actually f*cking did!
Fang Zhaoge's eyes bulged as he looked at his own fists. This fist contained the weight of trillions of suns…
He didn't even know what his talent meant now. What spiritual root's aptitude? What's use? Can he eat it?
Just how utterly exaggerated the improvement of strength brought by breaking the limit break?
He could even pound a Heaven Immortal Expert to the ground with this kind of strength, right? And that's only with his pure strength! Without the Demon Relentless Fists and the Fury of the Demon God!
Fang Zhaoge was speechless. He truly was. It felt like his strength just kept increasing on its own.
It has to be known that the real fight he had ever participated in since he was transmigrated was the fight with those bandits and the ambush of the black-clothed men.
Ever since then, he never participated in any fight. All he did all day long was cultivate, cultivate and cultivate!
He sighed. The path to invincibility is truly lonely. He felt like an exiled immortal the world couldn't handle…
There are also the awaiting 20 consecutive simulations. However, he wondered, why not just save it for the mysterious 40 consecutive simulations?
The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. Fang Zhaoge decided to keep these energies for the legendary 40 consecutive simulations!
"Junior Brother! Bad news!"
Suddenly, a frantic Li Mengzhi appeared from the formation. She looked around, trying to find that idiotic Junior Brother of hers.
"Huh? What bad news?"
An utterly divine figure appeared from Fang Zhaoge's cottage. Li Mengzhi was stunned and mesmerized for a moment before her face distorted when it was revealed to be Fang Zhaoge!
Although she was curious, she refrained herself from wasting any time.
"Junior Brother Ge, the news of my father's ascension has been spread, and six of the Eight Regions' Sect actually wanted to instigate an all out war with us! There are rumours they're even willing to rip a crack in the sky to let Immortals from the Immortal World interfere!"
Fang Zhaoge's face turned strange. He was complaining about how lonely he was just now, and these guys took the initiative and sent themselves to his door?
However, this is also an opportunity! The amplification has been stuck on 368x. If he went out to brag and got beaten up, would it be sufficient for the amplification to max out?
Of course, he wouldn't let them harm the Scorching Sun Sect. It's not like the only thing that could be underestimated is his strength…
Fang Zhaoge's face turned even stranger.
"I'll tell you so that you won't run around foolishly for a while. Although it seems like the situation is hopeless, my father did leave a trump card if the sect was besieged from all sides!"
Li Mengzhi confidently patted her chest, but her heroic eyes still held a bit of nervousness. Because she didn't even know what the trump card was!
Her father only gave her an inscription and told her to use it when the sect was in peril! She gritted her teeth, her father was definitely thinking about playing with her mother all day long!
Fang Zhaoge didn't think of it that much. Heck, he could pound a literal immortal to the ground now. So what's there to be nervous about?
However, he was nervous about the beings that watched from far above. Those bored old people who have a lifespan comparable to a star…
Fang Zhaoge shook his head. He thought too much. Instead of watching, they should be sleeping and cultivating. They're already so old, they definitely have immeasurable wisdom.
"Alright Sister Zhi, I'll be staying at Sword Peak. However, don't blame me for being impulsive if the situation is dire. Although I seem like not much, I also have the heroic spirit to die and live with the sect that nurtured me!"
Fang Zhaoge resolutely vowed to Li Mengzhi. He also vowed to himself. To never run away no matter the situation!
Because if he did, what the f*ck the system existed for?! If he still died stupidly and disgracefully with this system, might as well let a full-speed donkey crash against his head!
Even if he died, he must create the last spark that brightens the whole universe and will certainly be remembered in history!
Fang Zhaoge felt like it was too simple, but he had lived for too short. Not to mention the meaningless life before he transmigrated that bore no meaning, he only lived in this world for about a few months.
In the end, memories from simulations are just artificial. They are certainly his, but there's just this sense of detachment from them.
Perhaps, one day, he will find what he was searching for.
As of now…
Fang Zhaoge looked ahead as Li Mengzhi's anxious, delicate figure disappeared within the formation. He looked at his own fists. The fists that held the weight of trillions of suns.
The meaning of these fists. The use of these fists. The purpose of existing for these fists…
Fang Zhaoge smiled amusedly. It's too deep. He prefers to keep it simple.
"Even if I wanted to be lowkey, there are just some things I must do, right?"
He looked at the whole peak, his eyes seeing what they could perceive. This is the Sword Peak, the place his master had entrusted him with.
Fang Zhaoge is ultimately a sword cultivator now. And as his master said, a sword cultivator talks the way they like it and acts the way they like it!
He grinned, and with a burst of speed surpassing the sound, his figure disappeared.
"I'll let the subsidiary forces of the Immortal Forces be my testing subject to test my strength!"