Chapter 100: What is a Sword? What is Magic?

ang Chen's lips twitched.Is he not wanting to dodge Or is it Xiao Ta who won't let himOf course, that wouldn't be said out loud.He stood proudly in the void, coldly staring at Xin An'an, and said: “Be..."How dare someone from the lower realms cultivate demonic arts They're truly courting death."

"To choose demonic cultivation for quick results is incredibly foolish."

If he hadn't cultivated magic, with his natural talent, he shouldn't have been too bad. It's a pity that he chose to cultivate magic.

Foolish, ignorant.

Those around him in the Wind City also scoffed, their eyes on Fang Chen as if he were an idiot.

Fang Chen remained calm and didn't say much.

They don't know they inherited the Sword Demon's legacy, so this reaction is understandable.

After all, it's common knowledge that demonic cultivators can't last long.

"Shut up!"

But Fang Chen could endure, but Meng Yao couldn't bear it.

"You bunch of lowlifes from the Upper Realm know nothing! You dare to shame Brother Fang!" Her enchanting face was filled with anger.

Fang Chen looked at Meng Yao, whose face was resolute, and felt deeply moved in his heart.

If one has such a wife, what more could a husband ask for

Well

But Feng Cheng and others didn't care about Meng Yao's angry words.

"That's just life, those from the lower realm will always be from the lower realm. They can never compare to those from the upper realm." Meng Fengcheng sneered.

"That is, as a branch of the dream family, you'd best keep your distance from these people of the lower realms."

They don't deserve to be compared to us.

Indigenous people of the Lower Domain

They still held themselves high, not looking down on Fang Chen.

Meng Fengcheng stared at Meng Yao, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes: "Meng Yao, we are from the same family. It's best not to associate with these people from the lower realms. Joining us will allow you to rise quickly."

I don't care.

Meng Yao retorted impolitely, then grabbed Fang Chen's hand and said, "Let's go!"

Meng Fengcheng saw that his invitation was ignored, his expression turned gloomy to the extreme, and his gaze towards Fang Chen became even colder.

Meng Tianhuang apologetically said to Meng Xianling, "Master Elder, I'm so sorry.

Meng Xianling also watched Meng Yao leave, but the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

She shook her head slightly and said, "It's nothing. Hurry up and finish things here. I'll stay here for a while longer before leaving."

Understood

Meng Tianhuang nodded in agreement.

Soon, news of the Yu family's extermination spread throughout the entire Shen Dong domain like wildfire. It caused a huge uproar.

And the remaining members of the Yu family who had escaped also began to be hunted down by the Meng family. As for the resources of the Yu family, no one dared to touch them.

They were very clear that the Yu family was destroyed because a powerful being descended upon the Meng family.

But the Dream Clan of the Eastern Divine Region is merely a branch family. Such a colossal force, they would not dare to even think about moving them.

Perhaps only the Heavenly Feather Divine Sect can contend with it.

Although Fang Chen performed brilliantly, everyone forgot his dazzling performance because of Meng Xianling's arrival.

This is also normal, after all, geniuses are just geniuses, and the strong decide everything.

Fang Chen and Meng Yao found a place to be alone.

Meng Yao was pouting now, her alluring eyes glaring at Fang Chen, leaving him a little flustered.

"Didn't I tell you not to come How did you still come! Hearing from Yu Yuanwen that you even jumped into the Devil's Abyss, do you know how worried I've been these days"

She crossed her arms and said.

Fang Chen didn't dare to meet Meng Yao's gaze. He fidgeted and said, "I only jumped into the Demon Abyss because I was confident I could get out alive. I wouldn't truly go to seek death. After all, if I were dead, how could I ever see you again"

Meng Yao remained silent, but her mesmerizing eyes locked onto Fang Chen, leaving him feeling flustered and unsure of what to do.

"I I."

He still wanted to explain, but Meng Yao suddenly hugged Fang Chen, snuggling close in her arms.

The fragrance on Meng Yao's body, and the gentle touch of her delicate frame, left Fang Chen even more flustered.

While Mengyao's tears had already been flowing.

"I thought you were dead

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She spoke in a trembling voice.

When she learned that Fang Chen had jumped into the Devil's Abyss, at that moment she felt like the whole world collapsed, turning into a gray and white expanse.

Had she not been so certain that Fang Chen would be fine, she would have already prepared to die upon hearing the news.

Fang Chen's heart warmed. It turned out that in this world, besides his master and the old man, there were still people who cared about him so much.

"I'm fine, nothing happened."

He held MengYao tightly in his arms, both feeling each other's warmth.

After a moment, the two of them blushed and slowly separated.

Mengyao stared at Fangchen, her expression full of allure.

"Next time, I won't allow you to take such risks.

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"No, Fangchen assured."

Then, the two of them clung to each other like lovers who hadn't seen each other in ages.

And of course, there was plenty of romantic banter along the way.

That day, Fang Chen was cultivating alone in his room.

He is constantly absorbing the blood of the Sword Demon, breaking through the physical realm.

After just a few short hours, Fang Chen's aura surged suddenly, and his bones and flesh made cracking sounds! He had successfully broken through to the eighth level of the Bone Forging Realm!

But he was not excited about this, instead he continued to practice the remnants of the Divine Demon scripture, stimulating his own potential.

He applied drop by drop the Blood of the Sword Demon onto the body of the Sword Demon.

The demonic script emanating from Mozidawen's back spread out a terrifying demonic aura, and Xi Zhou's breath also turned cold and sharp.

At the same time, a phantom flickered behind Fang Chen.

That was a humanoid demon god, holding a sword, with blood-red eyes, it was the Sword Demon.

What Fang Chen has realized is not ordinary demonic arts, but the way of Sword Demon.

After refining the fragmented remains of the Demonic Scripture, I gained a profound understanding of Sword Demon Fang Chen. I no longer rely solely on the Sword Demon's blood to glean insights as I used to.

But after fighting against Yuwen, Fang Chen had a vague realization: what is a sword, and what is magic

Time flies, it's already half a month.

Fang Chen had been cultivating for half a month, without moving an inch from start to finish.

Suddenly! Another sword character appeared behind him.

A stroke of swordscript appeared, and a surge of sword intent instantly swept through the room.

Sword intent and demonic energy intertwined, surging violently. Behind Fang Chen, the sword demon phantom grew increasingly solid.

That's it!

Only to see the sword script tremble slightly! The light was starting to dim.

Immediately following the pure white light, which gradually faded away, a menacing red glow began to take its place!

The sword intent of the Western Zhou Dynasty and demonic energy! Are fusing together.

The text of the sword character is the Great Dao text, which is the law of heaven and earth.

But Fang Chen was transforming it, allowing his swordsmanship to become demonic.

If anyone saw this scene, they would surely be astonished.

Only those born with the talent to cultivate magic or those with an extremely profound understanding of the demonic path can achieve this fusion of literature and magic.

The human race is more suited to cultivating the righteous path. Demon cultivators are rare, but if there are any, they are top-notch prodigies.

While Fang Chen, under the constant enhancement of Jian Mo Zhi Xue, also became a top-tier demon prodigy!

Time passed by little by little, and the sword script finally completely turned red! It transformed into a magic script!

The two characters "Jian Mo" were arranged in a row! A terrifying aura suddenly surged through Xi Zhou! Extremely powerful!

At the same time! The magic character "Dao Wen" flashed red light! In the next moment, a red circle appeared! Successfully advanced to level 2 Dao Wen!

He slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, a change came over his eyes. They became deep and cold, with a hint of solemnity, madness lurking within their depths.

He seemed like he would become a demon in the next moment, slaughtering the world.

Bang!

A powerful surge of energy suddenly erupted! Fang Chen, relying on the enhancement from the "Sword Demon" Dao Wen, directly broke through to the second level of the Xiantian realm!

Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes. He didn't have any reaction to breaking through in such a short amount of time.

This uncanny aura was concealed by him, leaving only coldness and depth, making it impossible to see through.

At this moment, Fang Chen seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. He didn't look like a seventeen-year-old boy at all.

"The remnants of the divine and demonic scripture have been cultivated to the first layer's perfection, and the fierce demonic sword technique has continuously broken through two layers, reaching the sixth layer.

"The Sword Demon Body, through this absorption, advanced once again, reaching six thousandths."

Although there's no breakthrough in realm, my strength has indeed improved.

But that's not enough

Fang Chen's gaze was firm, and Meng Xianling's single finger killing a master deeply shocked him.

Even masters would appear like ants before him, let alone someone of his small stature at the Innate Realm.

He wants to get stronger, much stronger.

Knock knock!

At this time, the door was knocked on.

Meng Yao's anxious voice came in: "Brother Fang! Something happened!"

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Fang Chen was taken aback. What could possibly happen now

He walked out of the room and asked, "What's wrong"

Meng Yao didn't know how to start, she could only say: "Fang Gege, come with me."

Fang Chen was puzzled, but there was a vague feeling of unease in his heart.

Under Meng Yao's lead, he arrived at the hall.

In the hall, Meng Tianhuang, Meng Tianling, Meng Xianling, and Feng Cheng were all present.

Right now, the expressions of Meng Tianhuang and others are not good. Meng Xianling remains composed, while Feng Cheng and the others gleefully watch Fang Chen.

In the center of the hall lay a stretcher, covered with a white sheet, clearly concealing a dead body.

But on the other side, a woman's face was as pale as death, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, and she was gasping for breath. It was Jingyi.

When Fang Chen saw Aunt Jing, his heart skipped a beat and a sense of unease washed over him.he roared.What a painful priceTwo people sneered, still as before."Old Shen is going to die soon, what do you have that can compare to our three families Relying on some useless husband picked up from...