Chapter 150: Renowned Throughout the World, the Name of Fang Wangzhi

Fang Wang suddenly released his right hand that was gripping the Tianhong Sword and grabbed toward the horizon. Under the watchful eyes of Fang Hanyuh, Zhu Yan, and the others, several streaks of white light were reeled into his palm.

Everything happened too fast!

They had just witnessed the physical bodies of five Gold Body Realm grand masters explode into oblivion, and immediately afterward, they saw Fang Wang retract his hand.

Fang Wang raised his left hand, clenched it into a fist, and pressed it directly against his right palm in a gesture resembling a martial salute. His movement was not aggressive, and his posture was casual, but this understated gesture made the hearts of everyone behind him tremble.

They knew that the primordial spirits of those five Gold Body Realm experts had already been annihilated!

Killing Gold Body Realm experts—wasn't that a bit too effortless?

These were the thoughts of Zhu Yan, Qin Hong, and Qin Tang. Although Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen were shocked, they did not find it entirely inconceivable.

Seeing several primordial spirits flying out from the seabed, Fang Wang did not stop them. Those primordial spirits were not particularly strong, and they would serve nicely to spread the news for him.

All the sword shadows in the firmament vanished as if they had never appeared, and that vast, overwhelming aura dissipated completely without a trace.

"Go down to the seabed and collect the storage bags," Fang Wang instructed. Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen immediately dashed out.

As the sword intent of heaven and earth dispersed, everything between the sky and the sea returned to normal, except that the seawater directly in front of Fang Wang and the others had been stained crimson.

Fang Wang put the Tianhong Sword away into his body, turned around, and walked toward the interior of the island. Passing by Fang Hanyuh, he patted the latter on the shoulder, signaling him to follow.

Zhu Yan hurriedly scurried to Fang Wang's side and asked excitedly, "Master, what kind of sword technique was that just now?"

"The Sword Intent of Heaven and Earth, comprehended throughout the lifetime of the previous Yellow-grade Sword Lord and Sword Saint."

"Really? Although that Sword Saint was a saint, it was only his non-killing philosophy that won people's admiration. Could he really create such sword intent?"

"Some people have low realms simply because of limited natural talent, but physical aptitude and comprehension are two entirely different matters. Otherwise, how could there be myths of attaining Dao and becoming an immortal?"

"That's true."

Watching the retreating figures of Fang Wang and Zhu Yan, Qin Hong and Qin Tang had yet to recover their wits. Their minds were entirely filled with the magnificent spectacle of the Sword Intent of Heaven and Earth covering the sky and sea just moments ago.

Fang Hanyuh stood up and said, "Let's go. It's time to get some proper rest."

A smile hung on his face, and his heart was bursting with smugness.

Along the journey here, Qin Hong and Qin Tang had constantly doubted the Yellow-grade Sword Lord, worrying that even if they reached Biyou Island, they wouldn't be able to withstand the enemies pursuing them from behind.

Now, look at that! Fang Wang had proven his own strength!

Only...

Fang Hanyuh glanced at Fang Wang's back, feeling a secret sense of shock: "This brat's strength is getting ridiculously absurd..."

He had believed Fang Wang could win, but he never expected Fang Wang to take on ten thousand opponents single-handedly, and with five Gold Body Realm experts among them at that...

Those were Gold Body Realm experts!

Yet they had no power to parry whatsoever...

Having roamed the seas for so many years and considered himself well-traveled, Fang Hanyuh realized that still no one could compare to Fang Wang.

He felt utterly baffled as to how the Fang family's humble nest managed to hatch such a golden phoenix.

Qin Tang hurried to Fang Hanyuh's side and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say before that Fang Wang is your younger brother?"

"That's right, why do you ask?"

"If he's your brother, then just how old is he..."

"One hundred and twelve years old, I suppose. I hope Miss Qin won't spread this around to avoid bringing about unnecessary trouble."

Qin Tang fell silent, and Qin Hong, walking behind them, felt his eyelids twitching wildly.

Compared to the battle just now, they were even more shocked by Fang Wang's age.

Could there truly be such a terrifying genius in this world?

Meanwhile...

In a sea of clouds near the horizon, True Immortal Linyahan stood shoulder to shoulder with a group of Heavenly Sect elders. All of them remained silent, and apart from True Immortal Linyahan, everyone else wore faces full of terror.

One elder swallowed hard and cautiously asked, "If... if the Sword Lord wanted to wipe out our Heavenly Sect, would it be as easy as turning over his hand?"

No one answered him; instead, they all looked toward True Immortal Linyahan.

True Immortal Linyahan closed his eyes and said, "Fortunately, we are on good terms with him. His strength can only benefit us, understand?"

The elders were all old foxes and understood the subtext of his words.

...

Arriving all the way at the wooden platform, Fang Wang began to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

He let out a sigh of relief inwardly.

Damn it!

Thank goodness he managed to beat those enemies to death, otherwise, it would have been a massive slap to his own face!

In this battle, Fang Wang had used one-third of his spiritual power, hoping it would deter any sword cultivators who had not yet arrived.

After arranging accommodations for Qin Hong and Qin Tang, Fang Hanyuh came over and sat down beside Fang Wang. While channeling his energy, he looked at Fang Wang and asked, "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Because outsiders were present, Fang Wang's breath-纳气 (inhalation of Qi) was very restrained, not leaking the slightest aura of the Heavenly Dao True Technique.

"This matter has caused a worldwide uproar; what else do I need to ask?" Fang Wang said without even opening his eyes.

Fang Hanyuh rolled his eyes at him and said, "I brought you a treasure. Don't you want to see it?"

"You know me. I don't lack magical treasures or cultivation treasures."

"Of course I know. What I brought is a mysterious jade stone inscribed with supreme sword techniques. The sword spirit guarding this jade stone said that whoever masters this sword manual can roam the mortal world as an unmatched powerhouse."

Hearing this, Fang Wang opened his eyes. Fang Hanyuh immediately produced a goose-egg-sized purple jade stone and handed it to it.

"I tried it. There's a powerful restriction inside, and with my sword Qi, I couldn't break through it at all. The sword spirit said that only sword Qi can break through," Fang Hanyuh said with an expectant look on his face.

Fang Wang stored this purple jade stone into his Dragon Jade Ring and said, "I'll practice it after some time. Once I master it, I'll teach you. You should focus on healing your injuries first."

Fang Hanyuh nodded and closed his eyes as well.

...

The news of the Yellow-grade Sword Lord slaughtering ten thousand sword cultivators swept across the Southern Dome Sea like a tempest. This battle record included five renowned Gold Body Realm grand masters and involved nearly twenty sword sects, giving cultivators across various seas plenty to passionately discuss.

Fang Wang's name resounded through the ocean for the first time, no longer overshadowed by the moniker of the Yellow-grade Sword Lord!

Canglan Academy.

Gu Li listened as other disciples excitedly discussed the battle achievements of the Yellow-grade Sword Lord, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She had also gone to the Sword Qi Dead Sea and knew of Fang Hanyuh's plight. Having a fellowship bond with Fang Hanyuh, coupled with his relationship with Fang Wang, she naturally did not want anything bad to happen to him.

Hearing that the Yellow-grade Sword Lord had overwhelmingly slaughtered ten thousand sword cultivators, she was deeply shocked, especially since it was led by five Gold Body Realm grand masters.

The Gold Body Realm! Gu Li had witnessed a battle between Gold Body Realm cultivators in the Sword Qi Dead Sea; it could only be described as a battle of mythological figures, and she couldn't even imagine how one had to cultivate to reach such terrifying might.

Yet, not long after returning, she heard that the Yellow-grade Sword Lord had slaughtered five Gold Body Realm grand masters!

How incredible!

"By the way, the true name of the Yellow-grade Sword Lord has also spread. Guess what his name is?" a female disciple said excitedly.

A male disciple holding a folding fan smiled and said, "Fang Wang. This name has completely spread. And rightfully so, the Yellow-grade Sword Lord shouldn't have such terrifying strength; if someone said Fang Wang was actually the Heaven-grade Sword Lord, I doubt anyone would even question it."

Fang Wang?

Gu Li widened her pretty eyes and immediately stood up to ask, "Which Fang Wang?"

The other disciples looked at her one after another, somewhat startled. Ordinarily, Gu Li was never this excited.

The moment she asked, Gu Li regretted it.

Who else could the Fang Wang who saved Fang Hanyuh possibly be?

It couldn't be a mere coincidence of names; it had to be him.

He had come to the ocean!

And he had done so with the demeanor of someone ruling over the world!

Gu Li sat back down, her eyes brimming with adoration, surprise, and delight.

The disciples looked at Gu Li, who seemed as if she had been enchanted, and exchanged bewildered glances. They immediately crowded around her, curiously asking if she actually knew Fang Wang.

Before she could speak, another disciple hailing from the Gu family had a sudden realization and said, "Right! The top cultivator in our Daqi who possesses the Heavenly Origin Treasure Spirit is also named Fang Wang, and he has an exceptionally good relationship with my younger sister. The head of our family once said he wanted to betroth my sister to Fang Wang!"

The courtyard was sent into absolute uproar.

Gu Li flushed with embarrassment and anger, glaring at the Gu family disciple and telling him to shut up. Unfortunately, it was useless; that Gu family disciple was equally thrilled and began recounting Fang Wang's legendary exploits to the other disciples.

After chatting for a long time, until someone finally raised a skeptical question: "How old is this Fang Wang you guys know? Even if he's only two hundred years old, it's impossible for him to surpass the Gold Body Realm!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and the Gu family disciple froze as well.

Indeed.

Their ages didn't match up!

Yet Gu Li harbored no doubts. She firmly believed that the Yellow-grade Sword Lord was none other than the Fang Wang she knew!

...

Beneath the blue sky and white clouds, clusters of islands gathered together, with long tree vines connecting the various islands while cultivators flew back and forth on their swords.

On one of the islands, a pavilion stood halfway up the mountain. In front of the building was a small courtyard alongside numerous planted flowers and plants, and a white-haired man was watering them.

He wore grey robes and had extremely long white hair. At a glance, he appeared to be an old man, but in reality, his face looked to be only around thirty or forty years old. If Fang Wang were here, he would undoubtedly recognize his identity.

Fang Zigeng!

After years apart, Fang Zigeng's appearance and temperament were like a completely different person.

At this moment, a group of youths flew over, landing inside the courtyard and chattering away incessantly.

"Master! Master! The Yellow-grade Sword Lord has notched another achievement!"

"Oh my god, the Yellow-grade Sword Lord actually slaughtered ten thousand sword cultivators in a single battle, and among them were quite a few elders and sect masters from various schools!"

"I heard that Gold Body Realm experts were involved as well!"

"Too formidable! Every time this Yellow-grade Sword Lord makes a move, it shakes the heavens and the earth."

"The name Fang Wang is completely widespread now. I wonder what realm he is in."

Fang Zigeng originally didn't care, but suddenly hearing the name Fang Wang, he whipped his head around. Staring at the youth who had spoken the name, he asked, "Fang Wang? Which characters for his name?"

That youth was startled by his master's gaze and hurriedly said, "I'm not sure. It should be the same surname as Fang Hanyuh."

"Fang Hanyuh?" Fang Zigeng became utterly excited. He immediately put down his watering scoop and walked toward the youths, urging them to tell him everything clearly.

Seeing that their master was rarely interested in the tumultuous affairs of the ocean, the disciples began to recount the tale, each one more exuberant than the last.

Youths still on the path of growth always yearned for legendary figures whose names shook the world.

When Fang Zigeng heard that Fang Hanyuh had won the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Soul, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. Although he didn't know how powerful a Ten-Thousand-Year Sword Soul was, it was bound to be an extraordinary stroke of fortune.

However, when he heard his disciples describe the battle at Biyou Island, he was utterly shocked.

Fang Wang had already grown to such a degree?

Fang Zigeng had originally thought that, guided by Zhou Xue, he had obtained a monumental stroke of fortune; even if he couldn't surpass Fang Wang, he should at least have hope of catching up. Comparing the two now, what a vast chasm lay between them...

He was still striving to break through to the Spirit Condensation Realm, yet Fang Wang had already slaughtered ten thousand Spirit Condensation Realm cultivators in a single battle?

And on top of that, there were Void-Crossing Realm and Gold Body Realm experts mixed in...