Chapter 27: A Complicated Identity

The key issue was that Chu Feng did not know whether the information the system saw about Wanwan pertained to her current situation or to her state a thousand years in the future.

From his perspective, Wanwan was simply a woman who had only recently begun cultivating.

In this case, there were only two possibilities: first, she had practiced some secret technique to conceal her true cultivation level; second, her cultivation was higher than his own.

However, given the system’s usual behavior, Chu Feng was more inclined to believe the first possibility.

Moreover, as Chu Feng was examining Wanwan’s information, he sensed another, distinctly different gaze upon him.

Following this gaze, he quickly discovered Fang Yun’s presence.

[Beep, beep, beep. Presence of the Child of Destiny detected.]

[Name: Fang Yun.]

[Cultivation: Sixth Layer of Qi Refinement.]

[Fateful Opportunity: Recently obtained a fragment of the Evil Emperor’s cultivation method, the Evil Dragon Technique, which absorbs yin and supplements yang. By using this method, he can absorb power from female cultivators.]

[Just now, Fang Yun set his sights on Wanwan, intending to absorb her cultivation. His reason for joining the Tai Xuan Dao Sect this time was to prey upon the female cultivators of the sect. This method is exceedingly evil: once a female cultivator falls victim, she willingly lets herself be drained until death. In the past, a certain Evil Dao Heavenly Lord relied on this method to rise from a mortal body to the realm of Heavenly Lord, harming countless female cultivators. Eventually, he enraged a great emperor, who killed him. The cultivation method’s whereabouts since then are unknown.]

[As time passed, over hundreds of thousands of years, countless fragments appeared, spawning many practitioners of evil arts. Most were killed, but Fang Yun is different—he is the Child of Destiny. If not suppressed, he might even achieve the realm of Emperor.]

This damned system actually rated him so highly.

It seemed Fang Yun could not be allowed to remain.

But then again, he was a man who deserved death to begin with.

The only troublesome part was that this was the Tai Xuan Dao Sect. Chu Feng could not act openly unless he caught Fang Yun in the act.

That was not a problem for Chu Feng. With his spiritual sense spread out, if Fang Yun dared to act within the sect, killing him would be as easy as crushing an ant.

The assessment continued.

Wanwan truly lived up to expectations.

She managed to reach the twenty-fifth step.

This was considered a mid-tier divine physique.

However, Chu Feng could see she was holding back; otherwise, with such a divine physique, how could she become the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon?

The assessment lasted an entire day.

After the three rounds of testing, there were over fifty thousand participants, but fewer than five hundred passed.

Fang Yun was among them.

Though Fang Yun was only of the supreme mortal physique, his temperament and fateful opportunities were quite good, so he succeeded in becoming an outer sect disciple.

Only three people were directly admitted as inner sect disciples.

Wanwan was one of them.

The other two possessed top-tier royal physique talents; one was named Chen Li, the other Wei Qing.

Normally, Fang Yun should have faded into obscurity, or at least had some self-awareness.

But unexpectedly, the moment he entered the outer sect, he was anything but quiet.

The Tai Xuan Dao Sect had nearly one hundred thousand disciples, ninety percent of whom belonged to the outer sect, with outer sect disciples comprising seventy percent. The number of female disciples was countless.

Relying on the unique power of the Evil Dragon Technique fragment, Fang Yun flirted everywhere, approached beautiful women, and soon gathered a crowd of beauties around him.

Every day it was “Brother this” and “Brother that,” making Fang Yun quite thrilled, as if a fish in water.

Unfortunately, in Fang Yun’s eyes, these women were mediocre in talent and held no allure for him.

Even if he used the Evil Dragon Technique to absorb their cultivation, he would gain only a tiny bit of power. This forced him to refrain from acting against any female cultivator.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

Fang Yun even began to suspect he’d come to the wrong place.

Was this really the Tai Xuan Dao Sect?

Not a single satisfactory talent.

Of course, not absolutely everyone was excluded. Wanwan was precisely Fang Yun’s target.

She possessed a divine physique.

When Wanwan revealed her divine physique during the test, a Golden Core Elder immediately sought to take her as a disciple, but she refused.

Her joining the Tai Xuan Dao Sect was originally just a way to recover from serious injuries and evade enemies, taking advantage of the sect to heal. She had little respect for a second-rate sect.

Therefore, she only entered the inner sect.

This gave Fang Yun an opportunity.

Whenever he had time, he went to the inner sect, hoping to attract Wanwan’s attention and eventually win her over.

The Evil Dragon Technique was indeed extraordinary.

But it depended on whom it encountered. To others it seemed miraculous, but to Wanwan, it was beneath her contempt.

"Wanwan, what a coincidence, you’re watching the sunrise too?"

To pursue Wanwan, Fang Yun made a great effort.

He knew Wanwan practiced every morning at Cloud Mist Mountain, absorbing the power of mist and clouds. So last night, he stayed up all night, waiting at Cloud Mist Peak.

His efforts paid off: after a night of waiting, he finally saw Wanwan arrive.

Immediately, he hurried over.

Wanwan stepped back, her face full of disgust. “Please keep your distance. Also, the Evil Dragon Technique is not so easily cultivated. If word of it gets out, what do you think will happen? You’ll become a rat scurrying through the streets, everyone crying for your blood, not even a grave to bury your bones.”

Fang Yun was completely flustered and quickly said, “What do you mean by that?”

“I know nothing of the Evil Dragon Technique. Since Miss Wanwan dislikes me, I’ll take my leave.”

With that, he retreated hastily, stumbling away.

Having received the memories of the previous Evil Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator, Fang Yun knew well the wonders and dangers of this evil art, as well as the cultivation world’s hatred for it. Once discovered, practitioners would be killed without mercy.

Watching Fang Yun flee, Wanwan gave a cold snort in her heart, a trace of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

“Fang Yun, this was a warning. If you try again, you’ll die.”

Meanwhile, Fang Yun returned to his residence, finally calming down from his panic.

Hatred now replaced his fear.

“Wanwan, you’re forcing me to kill you. I’ll grant your wish. In time, I will drain you completely—your soul, magic, divine physique, talent, and bloodline, all mine.”

Just you wait.

Fang Yun had no idea what kind of existence he had provoked.

On Cloud Mist Peak.

Just after Wanwan frightened Fang Yun away, she suddenly seemed to sense something, and turned sharply to look behind her, face changing.

“Who’s there? Come out!”

Clapping echoed.

The newcomer was none other than Chu Feng.

He emerged, applauding in surprise. “You are indeed remarkable. If I’m not mistaken, during the first trial at the disciple selection ceremony—the Ascending Heaven Staircase—you held back your true strength.”

“And you must be a rare peerless sacred physique, am I right?”