Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574: Devouring Spiritual Fire to Advance Again

“Earlier, I gave you a chance to leave, but you refused. Now it’s too late to go!”

Fang Bai sneered coldly, striking out with lightning speed, sending four Spirit Qi Big Palms from the void to crush down on the heads of four fleeing mid-Golden Core level combatants.

“No, please!”

The four were powerless to resist, clutching their heads and screaming for mercy.

With eyes gleaming coldly, Fang Bai showed no mercy, as the four Spirit Qi Big Palms pressed down mercilessly.

The heat from the Spirit Qi Big Palms was unbearable, and the four mid-Golden Core cultivators couldn’t withstand it, instantly turning into charred corpses and falling to the ground.

Fang Bai casually collected their Space Rings, then descended to the huge pit they had made, and with a grasp into the void, pulled the unconscious Zhang Yang from the bottom.

Zhang Yang, struck by Fang Bai’s palm, had fallen heavily to the ground, unconscious and severely injured, his clothes soaked through with blood, looking utterly miserable.

Carrying the unconscious Zhang Yang, Fang Bai flew a thousand miles into the deep mountains, landing in a valley.

He tossed Zhang Yang’s body to the ground, crouched beside him, and placed his palm gently on his Qi Sea, circulating the Nine Revolutions True Fire Art to draw out the Nether Spirit Fire within his Qi Sea with Fire Spirit Energy.

The dusky Nether Spirit Fire floated out from Zhang Yang’s Qi Sea, hovering above his body, emitting a terrifying and horrific heat.

Fang Bai slowly extended his hand, holding the Nether Spirit Fire in his palm, scrutinizing it with a look of indescribable delight.

If he could swallow and subdue this Nether Spirit Fire, he would have two types of Spirit Fires within him, doubling his strength at the very least.

The Nine Revolutions True Fire Art ran wildly, enveloping Fang Bai in roaring flames. The sky in this area was illuminated by the fiery glow, and heat waves swept across a thousand-mile radius.

Spirit Beasts are incredibly sensitive to danger. When Fang Bai drew out the Nether Spirit Fire from Zhang Yang’s body, Spirit Beasts within a thousand miles sensed a strong threat and scattered, so when the area turned into a scorched land, most Spirit Beasts managed to escape.

Without the Nether Spirit Fire, Zhang Yang’s defense against Fire Spirit Energy greatly diminished, and in his unconscious state, he was consumed by the flames burning on Fang Bai, reduced to ashes that drifted in the valley wind.

The blaze shrouding Fang Bai gradually disappeared, and the Nether Spirit Fire in his palm was forcibly absorbed into his body.

The reason Fang Bai dared to forcibly swallow the Spirit Fire was primarily due to three reasons.

First, he possesses an Innate Fire Spirit Root, naturally attuned to fire. Although Spirit Fires are far more terrifying than mundane flames, they still fall within the domain of fire.

Second, his Chaos True Body is extremely formidable, with some resistance to Spirit Fires.

Third, in his past and present lives, he has swallowed numerous Spirit Fires, making him highly experienced in this matter.

After enduring the initial period of excruciating pain from the Nether Spirit Fire entering his body, the two types of Spirit Fires in Fang Bai’s Qi Sea finally coexisted peacefully.

Fang Bai’s Chaos True Body, after undergoing the suffering and the tempering by flames, became even more robust, harder than a steel body.

Settled and calm, Fang Bai sat in meditation like an Old Monk in tranquility, not moving for an entire day and night.

It wasn’t until the early hours of the following day that he suddenly opened his eyes, with flames dancing in his pupils.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, a powerful surge of Spiritual Energy erupted from Fang Bai’s body, sweeping everything clean within ten miles.

A moment later, the flames in Fang Bai’s eyes receded, and everything returned to tranquility.

Within just a few days, Fang Bai’s cultivation level had advanced from Foundation Establishment perfection to high-rank Golden Core. This speed of advancement is enough to crush many of the peerless geniuses of the current era, even faster than in his previous life.

Fang Bai himself was extremely satisfied, taking a deep breath and springing to his feet, letting out a long howl to the sky.

“It’s time to go back!”

Fang Bai gathered Water Spirit Qi to cleanse himself, changed into fresh clothes, and then flew back to the Flower Pavilion, riding the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade.

The Flower Pavilion now showed no trace of the battle that had raged with tens of thousands of Martial Artists, with corpses piled and blood flowing just a day and a night ago. It had regained the peaceful and serene atmosphere it had before the great battle.

Many Flower Pavilion disciples were flitting between the islands, busy handling various tasks assigned by the higher-ups.

“Greetings, Senior Fang!”

“Senior Fang, you’re back!”

Throughout his return to Peony Island, Fang Bai encountered numerous disciples of the Flower Pavilion, each looking at him with respect and awe.

Clearly, they all knew that the Flower Pavilion managed to avert destruction and counterattack successfully, even destroying Zixia Manor, all due to the contributions of this young and handsome Martial Artist before them.

Many young and beautiful, talented female disciples of the Flower Pavilion watched Fang Bai pass by, silently lamenting their lack of fortune compared to Junior Sister Lu, who had won the favor of this paragon of talent.

Fang Bai didn’t put on airs. He smiled and nodded courteously to every Flower Pavilion female disciple who greeted him.

“Fa… Senior Fang, hello!”

“Hello, Senior Fang!”

As he approached Myriad Flowers Tower, a Martial Dao couple eagerly came forward to greet Fang Bai.

Fang Bai focused his gaze and realized the couple was Lu Dong and Shui Mo, prompting a hearty laugh as he teased, “So it’s you two! Brother Lu, congratulations on winning over the beauty! Sister Shui Mo, congratulations on finding an ideal gentleman!”

After a pause, noting Lu Dong and Shui Mo’s reserved expressions, he added, “Brother Lu is my friend, and so Sister Shui Mo is as well. There’s no need for you to address me as ‘Senior.’ Just call my name! It sounds more intimate to me!”

Lu Dong didn’t mind, but Shui Mo, being a Flower Pavilion disciple, knew that even high-ranking members at the Pavilion considered Fang Bai their peer. As a mere menial servant, how could she dare to call him by name?

Fang Bai chuckled, “As the saying goes, when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; when you marry a dog, follow the dog. Now that you’ve become Martial Dao partners with Brother Lu, just follow his lead in calling my name. Come now, don’t refuse, or I’ll be upset!”

Shui Mo dared not provoke his anger. She glanced at Lu Dong, received his approval, and then shyly agreed.

“By the way, Brother Lu, you mentioned treating me to Snow Spirit Chicken before. When are you planning to fulfill that promise?”

Fang Bai asked casually.

Lu Dong grinned and said, “I’ve kept that in mind! I wanted to invite you earlier, but you left suddenly. Now we finally have the chance. Hmm, the Snow Spirit Chicken in Jiangyuan City, ten thousand miles away, is quite good. How about we go there to eat?”

Jiangyuan City, located ten thousand miles from the Flower Pavilion, is a small town with a population of a million, named because it’s at the source of a major river.

In the vast world of three thousand realms, a city with about a million people is considered small, a medium-sized city has several million, and only those with populations over ten million can be called large cities.