Chapter 57: Eating and Drinking

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Eating and Drinking

Morning came, and gentle sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating its interior.

Ye Qingshi slowly awoke to find a bare-chested young man sitting cross-legged and motionless at the head of the bed.

The young woman’s eyes shot wide open. Her drowsy mind instantly cleared, replaced by sheer astonishment.

’How did we go from just holding each other to ending up in bed?’

"You’re awake," Fang Can said faintly, his back to the young woman. But Ye Qingshi could detect a potent Evil Qi in his voice.

"Go wash up. I’ll give you an hour of free time. After that, come back and keep holding me," Fang Can said, his eyes bloodshot.

He had maintained the Evil Tiger Devouring Body all night, and he felt as if his bloodlust had rushed to his head. His mind was hazy, like he had overdosed on a drug, and he felt an urge to tear everything to pieces.

After gently patting herself down and confirming her clothes were still intact, Ye Qingshi couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. This was immediately followed by a wave of insecurity about her own charm.

Shooting a light glare at the solid back in front of her, the young woman didn’t argue and obediently ran out of the room.

Ignoring her retreating figure, Fang Can closed his eyes again.

It was the same as always: for him, the priority of martial arts training was far, far greater than having intimate relations with the opposite sex.

After all, in his permanent state of genius, both his willpower and judgment allowed him to consistently make rational choices, unswayed by his lower body.

But all this was predicated on the assumption that copulation did not enhance one’s martial arts training.

If Fang Can were to obtain a Cultivation Technique that advanced his Realm through Dual Cultivation, he would transform from a perfectly rational Saint into a world-defiling, rapacious demon.

At that point, starting with Ye Qingshi right in front of him, he might truly walk the "what if" path that Yuan Dang had prophesied.

Though for now, by proceeding steadily and surely, he was merely postponing that eventuality.

Fang Can spent the rest of the morning training. As he slowly concluded his practice, his stats had once again shown significant growth.

Name: Fang Can

Physique: 5.8

Spirit: 5.8

Qi: 5.8

Flesh & Blood Alteration: 21.8%

...

’Finally, the Profound Gate Second Layer.’ Fang Can exhaled a breath of turbid air. After a full night of arduous training, his strength had increased by another ton or so.

At this rate, by the time his Flesh & Blood Alteration reached 100%, a full-power burst of his muscles should be able to generate 40 tons of force.

Combined with the Evil Tiger Devouring Body, that could stack up to 100 tons. ’But is this really the limit my body can currently reach?’

Gently stretching his body, Fang Can emerged from the room, ready to begin today’s sparring sessions.

In the distance, Yuan Dang, who was practicing in the main courtyard, watched with a heart that felt like it was bleeding as Fang Can came out of his senior sister’s room while getting dressed.

The senior sister he couldn’t even bear to touch was being ravaged by that scoundrel Fang Can! It had only been a few days, and now they were already sleeping in the same room.

Yuan Dang gritted his teeth as he watched Fang Can’s back. ’Fang Can, you were born a lecherous demon! Hidden beneath your pursuit of the Martial Dao is the deepest, darkest desire of the human heart. To you, copulation is as simple as eating and drinking...’

The one currently being thought of as a lecherous demon, Fang Can, was completely unaware of this. After getting the locations of today’s three unlucky souls from Ye Yonglie, he hurried off.

Down below the Illusion Dream Tower, Fang Can didn’t bother with the formal challenge this time. Instead, he took a familiar shortcut and simply crushed them with his Heart Image.

Sure enough, a few breaths later, an old man in black robes with a somewhat decrepit appearance emerged, his hands clasped behind his back.

"I am Fang Can. I’ve come to request a martial arts exchange with Lie Gui," Fang Can said, cupping his fist...

Two incense sticks’ worth of time later, Fang Can wiped the blood from a cut on his cheek and strode away from the Illusion Dream Tower.

Behind him, a group of Disciples gathered around their unconscious master, their eyes filled with unconcealable shock as they watched Fang Can depart.

"Lie Gui’s force-dissipating constitution was actually broken by an even purer form of force dissipation," a veteran of the Martial Dao watching from the side remarked, his eyes wide with shock.

「The scene changed. Outside the Xuan’an Hall, seventy li away.」

Fang Can used his extremely pure force-dissipation technique to tank three of his opponent’s moves, then used a joint lock to twist the hall master’s arm, ensuring he wouldn’t be able to practice martial arts for several days.

He didn’t even have to activate his Evil Tiger Devouring Body during the entire process. He ended the fight purely by relying on the force-dissipation technique he had just learned from Lie Gui.

"Thank you for the lesson," Fang Can said, wiping blood from his mouth and cupping his fist. He then walked off into the distance under the hall master’s helpless gaze.

As evening fell, Fang Can stumbled out of Demon Alley, coughing up blood and leaning against a wall for support. His clothes were tattered, and his body was a mass of black and blue bruises.

He had fought three grueling battles in a row. In order to secretly learn his opponents’ techniques, he had been forced to prolong the fights, causing him to exhaust his Heart Image midway and leading to some complications.

Behind Fang Can, every Disciple in the Mad Demon Cave lay dead, their breath extinguished, their blood staining the ground.

These people had tried to gang up on Fang Can when his Heart Image was depleted. They were courting death, so he had simply obliged and taken a little time to kill them all.

Seeing the sky grow dark, Fang Can headed back to the Lieyang Martial Arts Hall, coughing up blood as he went.

The effects of today’s three battles were exceptionally clear. Besides the growth in his techniques, Fang Can’s Flesh & Blood Alteration had increased again, to 23.4%!

’Tomorrow, I’ll just fight ten at once,’ Fang Can thought. But then he remembered with frustration that these Martial Artists were too far apart from one another. The travel time was too much of a delay.

’If only these people could all gather in one place for me to challenge one by one,’ Fang Can mused.

"My lord, you’ve finally returned." Ye Yonglie breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Fang Can’s figure.

Being covered in blood and whatnot was a trivial matter. For those who practiced martial arts, a broken arm or a crippled leg were minor issues.

As long as you didn’t die on the spot, even if your head got chopped off, you could just pick it up, put it back on, wrap it in some gauze, and you’d recover after resting for a year or so.

"Mm, pick out another ten people for me for tomorrow," Fang Can ordered coolly.

"There is something you need to know," Yan Zhi said from the side.

"Because you’ve been fighting well-known Heart Image Martial Artists, several martial arts halls have received the news and are preparing to unite."

"Oh? Are they uniting to crusade against me?" Fang Can’s eyes lit up. He had just been worrying about not being able to find enough opponents.

"No, they’re preparing to set a location for you to have your matches directly, to save you the trouble of running all over the place," Yan Zhi explained.

"What did you say?" Fang Can’s eyes widened. He thought he must have misheard. Since when were those Martial Artists so accommodating?

"Oh, the word is that the Tiger Slaughter Sect Leader suspects the person challenging all the dojos is a disgraced disciple from his sect. He was furious and felt he couldn’t allow someone kicked out of his sect to act so arrogantly."

Yan Zhi scratched his head, completely baffled. "So he ordered everyone to gather together to defeat this disgraced disciple in an open and honorable fashion, so as to uphold the might of the Tiger Slaughter Sect."

Fang Can: ’...The invisible, great hand of the Tiger Slaughter Sect Leader is still at work. How magnificent.’

Yan Zhi and the others, who didn’t know the inside story, muttered to themselves, wondering what the Tiger Slaughter Sect Leader was thinking. ’What’s the difference between this and intensive tutoring? This is just nurturing a tiger that will come back to bite you, isn’t it?’

’Besides, the people from the Tiger Slaughter Sect must be regretting it so much their guts have turned green,’ many outsiders who didn’t know the truth thought with schadenfreude.

’To think they kicked out such a promising talent. Now they’re furious and have suffered a huge loss. What were they thinking back then?’