Chapter 1003 - 368: The Invincible Technique Acquired, Time to Leave!

"Without the nourishment of a blood sacrifice, forcibly maintaining that distorted form is already a miracle."

Da Lei’s calm voice resonated, answering everyone’s doubts, "For him to hold out until he completely transmitted the Invincible Technique and exhausted his last bit of Origin was already an obsession."

His tone carried an indescribable sense of sentiment.

A soul treated as a tool, twisted, sacrificed.

The final obsession was to completely pass on this Dharma Gate that brought endless suffering.

That’s really... quite ironic.

Jiang Wei’s figure was like a streak of fiery red, instantly sweeping across a kilometer.

Appearing not far in front of Fang Qingyu.

Da Lei followed closely behind.

Fang Qingyu slowly opened his eyes.

They were still those eyes containing a rotating galaxy.

But in the moment those eyes opened, whether Jiang Wei up close or Da Lei just behind, both clearly caught a trace of difference.

In the depths of those eyes, no longer was the sharpness and vigor of a twenty-year-old youth.

But instead, a kind of indescribable desolation was settling.

As if having traversed countless ages, witnessing the changes of oceans and fields.

All the joys and sorrows, the rises and falls, honor and disgrace had settled and dissolved at the bottom of eyes, ultimately returning to a near-void tranquility.

A kind of indifference after seeing so much.

Nearly divine-like aloofness.

This gaze made Jiang Wei’s heart suddenly clench.

"Qingzi?"

The clarity of her call carried a hint of worry.

Upon hearing Jiang Wei’s voice, the vast desolation in Fang Qingyu’s eyes rippled like a stone thrown into a pond.

He slowly turned his gaze, landing on Jiang Wei’s concerned, beautiful face.

That aloof gaze finally showed a ripple.

A hint of human warmth.

Fang Qingyu twisted his lips, forcing out a smile.

His voice contained a huskiness and indescribable fatigue from having not spoken for a long time:

"I’m fine." He paused, seemingly still adjusting to some massive information flow settling in his mind, "It’s just the process of receiving this thing was a bit too mystical."

Then his gaze swept over the place where Chen Wudi had disappeared, his expression complex.

Hearing Fang Qingyu say he’s fine himself, and seeing the familiar warmth return to his eyes.

Jiang Wei’s taut heartstring finally relaxed completely, a trace of relief flashed across her red eyes, and she lightly nodded, "As long as you’re okay."

At this time, Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and others also flew over one after another.

Landing on the ruins, surrounding Fang Qingyu in the center.

"Qingzi! Are you really okay now?"

Chu Kuanglan’s loud voice, full of concern, raised his fan-like hand, seemingly wanting to pat Fang Qingyu’s shoulder, but ultimately hovering in mid-air.

"I’m okay."

Fang Qingyu’s smile was much more natural.

His gaze swept over the faces, excited, worried, or joyful.

A warm current surged through his heart.

Seeing that he was still spirited, with a steady breath, everyone’s hearts finally settled.

But immediately.

The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.

Joy? Of course, joy!

Fang Qingyu had successfully acquired the legendary Invincible Technique.

But...

Everyone’s gaze involuntarily glanced at Jiang Wei.

Concerning the almost impossible conditions required to cultivate this Invincible Technique.

It was already no secret.

At this time, congratulating Fang Qingyu on obtaining the Invincible Technique.

Seems not quite right, after all, Fang Qingyu can’t cultivate it.

And persuading Fang Qingyu not to cultivate it.

This Invincible Technique was procured with great effort...

Seems off too.

So for a moment, the joy on everyone’s face appeared somewhat forced.

With complex expressions, hesitating to speak.

The atmosphere awkwardly froze.

Fang Qingyu looked at the conflicted expressions on everyone’s faces.

How could he not understand what they were thinking?

Suddenly, he shook his head and chuckled, breaking the silence with laughter, "Why the long faces, everyone? What’s the saying?"

Fang Qingyu deliberately paused, his gaze sweeping across the group.

"Can be unused, but cannot be absent!"

Then spread his hands, speaking lightly, "No matter what, being able to acquire this thing is itself a great blessing, right? This is the Invincible Technique, something many crave just a glimpse of. Now it’s in my mind, isn’t that superior to anything?"

"Hahaha, that’s right!"

Chu Kuanglan was the first to react, slapping his thigh and laughing loudly, instantly dispelling the awkward atmosphere, "Qingzi is right, can be unused, but cannot be absent! No matter what, getting the Invincible Technique is a blessing."

He winked and addressed everyone, "Also, when we marry and have kids later, what if one of us gives birth to an extraordinary genius? Then Qingzi can slap this Invincible Technique on his forehead! Gosh, what a scene, wouldn’t we all rocket into success."

He got more excited the more he spoke, gesturing wildly, saliva flying.

This joke instantly pulled everyone back from that heavy sense of unrealism.

"Pfft..."

Su Wanqing couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Old Chu, shut up!"

Wei Banmeng rolled her eyes at him, but her lips couldn’t help but curl upwards.

Everyone’s tense faces finally showed genuine relaxed smiles.

The last shadow lingering over the ruins.

Completely dissipated in the dawn and laughter.

...

At the crack of dawn.

The earth-shattering change from last night was like a stone thrown into a deep lake.

Though the ripples were spreading, life still had to go on.

At the top floor of the City Lord’s Mansion, in an extremely elegant tea room.

Outside the window was the rising morning sun, dyeing the sea of clouds a pale gold-red.

Inside, the fragrance of tea lingered, refreshing the spirit.

Fang Qingyu and Da Lei sat opposite each other.