Chapter 67: Return to Modern Times

Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Return to Modern Times

The Evil Tiger Devouring Body technique was an ultimate method for fighting for one’s life on the brink of death.

It was a divine art that gradually burned away one’s talent, lifespan, and sanity.

Since its creation, no one had ever used a life-risking technique like this as frequently as Fang Can.

While it could maximize one’s combat power, it also came with a host of side effects.

But Fang Can was a unique exception. His talent was enhanced by Misfortune Reversal, so he had no fear of it being burned away.

As for his lifespan, it was supported by the dual buffs of the Great Sun Undying Demon Body and his indomitable will. Fang Can now suspected he might not even be able to die of old age through normal means.

But aside from the physical effects, Fang Can felt his personality was also being influenced by the technique, making him increasingly bloodthirsty.

Although it hadn’t driven him beyond the bounds of reason, his subconscious choices now leaned toward bloodshed.

If Ye Hua hadn’t begged for mercy just now, he probably would have smashed the man’s head with a single punch.

Taking off his blindfold, Fang Can looked at the severely injured Martial Artists before him, all of whom would likely need one or two months to recover. He subconsciously clenched his fists.

As he had won, the cheers of his followers around him were like a tsunami, wave after wave.

Ignoring the clamor, Fang Can said to a follower at his side, "Bandage these people up. We’ll cover their medical expenses for this period."

After speaking, he walked off the arena with a calm expression, and a young woman immediately came up to meet him.

’Are you an idiot? Why would you stab yourself with a sword like that?’ Ye Qingshi frowned instinctively as she looked at Fang Can’s chest.

On Fang Can’s chest, the puncture wounds that had already stopped bleeding had reopened from the excessive strain and were now oozing blood again.

"It’s fine. My healing is incredibly fast. It’s just a few holes," Fang Can said with a wave of his hand.

At this point, the only things that could be considered fatal wounds would be the destruction of his heart or brain.

"That’s enough. Come inside with me. I have some medicinal powder in my room," Ye Qingshi said, directly dragging Fang Can back into the house.

On the way, looking at the young woman’s profile, Fang Can carefully sensed his condition. ’The bonus from Misfortune Reversal... it’s gone. Is it because Yuan Dang is my prisoner now and no longer a threat?’

The young woman didn’t notice Fang Can’s thoughts and continued to chatter on:

"I’m warning you, you can’t die. If you die, my dad will make me guard your tomb for the rest of my life."

"I’m still young! I can’t be a widow for you this early."

Listening to her admonishments along the way, within just a few minutes under the sun’s rays, the bleeding on Fang Can’s chest stopped, and the oozing wounds closed up.

He was currently pondering. Since the young woman before him was no longer useful, should he distance himself from her?

"Hey, what are you spacing out for?" Seeing Fang Can in a daze, Ye Qingshi chided him. "Take off your shirt. How else am I supposed to apply the medicine?"

"Okay. Sorry to trouble you," Fang Can said, obediently baring his chest for her to apply the medicine to his wounds.

After she finished smearing the wounds with Golden Sore Medicine, the young woman proactively moved closer.

Seeing Fang Can’s confused look, she said speechlessly, "Go cultivate. Didn’t you want me to accompany you while you train?"

"Alright," Fang Can nodded silently and closed his eyes to cultivate again. He now had an answer to his earlier thoughts: there was no need.

He wasn’t some naive boy. He understood that once a woman from this era became so intimate with a man, she was expected to be with him for life.

Besides, he was already familiar with Ye Qingshi, so there was no real need to find someone new.

Finally, the young woman was very beautiful. It was nice having her around for the view. It wouldn’t be too late to eat the forbidden fruit whenever he got hungry.

Having made his decision, Fang Can let Ye Qingshi hold him and closed his eyes to cultivate once more.

As the cells in his body began to vibrate, cells with neuron-like properties started spreading out from his heart, "infecting" the surrounding cells and giving them the ability to think.

In Fang Can’s understanding, the so-called Heart Image originated from the brain.

And the brain’s weight only accounted for about 2-3% of the entire body.

If his entire body became a thinking brain, Fang Can’s Heart Image "mana bar" would probably be 30 to 50 times longer than that of a Martial Artist at the same level.

At that point, his Heart Image would likely be unmatched below the Heaven-Ascending Road. Even when facing multiple attackers, he wouldn’t have to rely solely on the Rock Gazing defense and could take the offensive instead.

With these thoughts, Fang Can’s consciousness gradually entered a meditative state. At his side, Ye Qingshi held him, a look of understanding on her face.

’Just as I thought. This guy’s body has a captivating and addictive quality to it.’

Ye Qingshi had her suspicions. She had felt something was very wrong this morning.

Trying it now confirmed it was no small matter; just initial contact made her body feel weak.

’The number one Human Cauldron. Not only is he a pervert, but his body has also developed in an incredibly lewd way,’ she spat inwardly.

Unaware of the young woman’s thoughts, Fang Can remained immersed in his cultivation, and time passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye, ten days went by. During this time, more and more Martial Artists came to challenge him, and in turn, his group of followers grew larger.

And every day, Fang Can could feel his body getting stronger in every aspect at a visible rate.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Inside the Lieyang Martial Arts Hall, Fang Can stood firm on the ground, like a green pine tree rooted deep in the earth.

All around him, several Martial Artists at the Profound Gate Third Layer were relentlessly beating his body.

But no matter how hard they tried, even as veins bulged all over their bodies from the effort, their blunt strikes couldn’t leave a single mark on Fang Can’s skin.

After ten days of hard training, Fang Can’s Taming Tiger and Dragon Golden Body had reached the Transformation Realm. Aided by his vibrating power, he could not be injured even by the full-force attacks of a Profound Gate Third Layer Martial Artist.

The more he cultivated, the more Fang Can wanted to thank the Tiger Slaughter Sect Leader for his selfless contribution as the "number one patron."

As expected of an old-timer at the Second Layer of the Heaven-Ascending Road, the two Cultivation Techniques he had provided were definitely top-tier treasures for the Transcendent Body realm.

Compared to ordinary techniques like Iron Shirt or Golden Bell Shield, this Cultivation Technique had virtually no weak points on the surface of the skin.

To break through it, one would have to attack through the mouth or groin, or break it with pure brute force.

After these ten days of hard training, Fang Can could now fight an ordinary Profound Gate Ninth Layer Martial Artist in his normal state, without relying on the Evil Tiger Devouring Body.

"Hey, Ah Can, time to eat!"

In the distance, Ye Qingshi came jogging over, waving her hand and telling Fang Can to come eat. The surrounding disciples tactfully stopped their attacks.

"Yeah, I know."

Fang Can nodded, looking at the young woman before him.

Just as he was about to step forward, he felt the world in front of him completely twist and distort.

The familiar scene stunned Fang Can for a moment before he realized what was happening.

The next moment, when he came to his senses, an exquisitely beautiful young woman, whose looks were in no way inferior to Ye Qingshi’s, stood before him.

Jiang Ning’an was staring blankly at Fang Can’s current body, murmuring:

"You’re already at the Profound Gate... Sixth Layer?"