Paradise of Demonic Gods
“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!
Wolf Pack
Traductor: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations
The most astonished person present was probably Diana. Fang Xingjian, whom she had thought of as an ordinary extraordinary human, now displayed powers which threw out her general knowledge.
'Sword arts? How is this sword arts? How can this possibly be just sword arts?'
White Lion had already witnessed Fang Xingjian's powers previously. However, upon seeing that Fang Xingjian managed to deal with over 100 werewolves and three huge wolves—that could tear tanks apart and break buildings like one would break a toy—with just two punches and one grasp, he was still very shocked.
Bearing with the pain, White Lion stood up with a respectful expression. "Teacher, I'm sorry. I didn't manage to wipe them out and made you have to come over."
Fang Xingjian casually tossed Jefferson onto the ground and said indifferently, "I'd merely placed a stream of sword intent into your body."
Hearing Fang Xingjian's words, everyone present trembled slightly.