Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 1008 Account
Ding Hui was already half-asleep, rubbing her sleepy eyes with one hand and covering her mouth with the other, letting out a big yawn, with even a few tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She still looked groggy and reluctant to leave the bed, muttering, "What time is it..."

Fang Yu understood.

Ding Hui is like that; once she devotes herself to a research project, she becomes highly focused, as if she never feels tired.

But once she relaxes and lies down to rest, the fatigue that had been forcibly suppressed and accumulated for so long will surge in like a tidal wave bursting its banks, completely overwhelming her.

Judging from her current appearance, she is clearly very tired.

"It's still early, you can sleep a little longer." Fang Yu's voice was very low, with an undeniable gentleness. "You've been exhausted these past few days, get some rest."

Ding Hui was indeed so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping, but she still struggled to remember the important matter at hand.

Forcing herself to stay awake, Ding Hui shook her head, trying to clear her head. "By the way, husband, about Captain Linghu..." She yawned again before continuing haltingly, "The implantation... of the Supreme Golden Petal Flower went very smoothly. Although it was only a small amount, after dilution, it's enough to cover a finger. Everything was a success. After all... I practiced on you before, hehe..." She seemed a little proud as she said this, her radiance shining even through her exhaustion. "Now her right index finger is completely golden-boned, but the strength... well, it definitely can't compare to yours. It needs to be nurtured and adapted slowly."

Fang Yu listened attentively and nodded: "That's good. I trust you to handle things."

He had absolute confidence in Ding Hui's abilities. Entrusting such a delicate and crucial operation to her was indeed the most suitable option, and the result was as smooth as expected. Ding Hui's abilities never disappointed him.

While Ding Hui was awake, Fang Yu thought of Zhuge Shi's sudden suggestion last night.

He hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bedside and sat down.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Hui was somewhat puzzled.

"Zhuge Shi came to see me last night."

"Her?" Ding Hui suddenly became more alert, her eyes narrowing as if her own vegetable garden had been robbed. A dangerous aura emanated from her, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

What did she do?

Fang Yu made no attempt to conceal anything, stating directly, "Zhuge Shi wants me to join their organization, called Nirvana. Above them is a Venerable One, the organization's leader, and below them are twelve generals of equal rank to Zhuge Shi, as well as hundreds of Venerable Slaves and numerous subordinates. The organization's strength must be immense; even in the capital, it should be a formidable force."

"Really?" The dangerous aura from before had clearly faded considerably, and Ding Hui began to seriously consider Zhuge Shi's suggestion.

“Zhuge Shi’s organization… that’s interesting. She did mention before that someone in her organization is very interested in my medical skills and research.” Ding Hui tilted her head, a sly and intrigued smile playing on her lips. “To be honest, husband, I’m also quite interested in the rare medicinal herbs, unique medical books, or certain… special materials that might exist in their organization.”

She paused, her gaze hardening, and analyzed, "If we can join in, the benefits outweigh the drawbacks. Don't just think about the potential disadvantages of being controlled by others. Gaining resources and information, broadening our horizons—those are the most important things. As for the risks?"

Ding Hui chuckled softly, her expression a mixture of carefree abandon and tenderness as she looked at Fang Yu. "We're both single, with no ties whatsoever. If things don't look right, we can just leave the capital. The world is vast; where can't we find a place to be? As long as I can be with my husband, it doesn't matter where I go."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Fang Yu.

Ding Hui was only wearing a thin nightgown, the silk fabric softly conforming to her body curves. When they got close, the warm touch, the faint fragrance, and the unreserved dependence became exceptionally clear and direct.

Fang Yu paused slightly, but did not resist or push away. After a moment of silence, he asked as if to confirm, "So, your opinion is... to join?"

"Of course!" Ding Hui answered crisply, looking up at him with a gleam in her eyes. "Why not take advantage of the benefits? As for the tasks or troubles that might be assigned later, we'll decide based on the specific circumstances then. We'll deal with whatever comes our way; it's not like we're facing the unknown for the first time."

Fang Yu nodded. Ding Hui's analysis was always so insightful, helping him to sort out his chaotic thoughts.

“Okay, then I’ll do as you say.” He made his decision and gently patted Ding Hui’s back. “You lie down and get some more sleep to recharge. I’ll go talk to Zhuge Shi and let her know our intentions. Then I need to take care of the things Lulu arranged for me to do.”

After saying that, Fang Yu got up to leave.

Unexpectedly, Ding Hui suddenly reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

She squinted, like a lazy yet cunning fox, and pleaded softly with a smile, "Why the rush? Zhuge Shi isn't going to run away, and Lulu's matter isn't necessarily delayed by just a little while. How about you... sleep with me for a while, my husband?"

Her voice, hoarse from just waking up and with a deliberately drawn-out ending, had a unique allure.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu felt a strange ripple in his heart.

Why does it feel like... Ding Hui has been acting a little... different from usual lately?

He suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and remained calm: "When haven't we slept together every day? You get some rest, I'll be back as soon as I'm done with my business."

After saying that, she gently pulled away from Ding Hui's hand, tucked the blanket around her, and turned to walk out.

Ding Hui watched Fang Yu's slightly hurried yet upright figure disappear behind the door. Far from being disappointed, her smile deepened, tinged with a hint of smug satisfaction at her successful scheme. She retreated back into her warm bed, inhaling the lingering, refreshing scent of Fang Yu on the blankets, and closed her eyes in peace.

Fang Yu walked out of the room, through the winding corridors, and into the spacious courtyard of the Ouyang residence.

The cool morning air and the fresh scent of grass and trees invigorated him.

As soon as I looked up, I saw a familiar figure practicing martial arts in the center of the courtyard.

It's Linghu Xiang.

She too hadn't slept all night, focusing on consolidating her newly acquired power, but now she looked energetic, with sharp eyes, completely immersed in the world of martial arts.

She moved with agility and grace, her fingertips tracing mysterious paths in the air. Wisps of pale golden light, like living threads, flowed and flickered around her fingertips, sometimes coalescing like needles, sometimes dissipating like mist.

She was clearly trying her best to adapt to and master this new power, which came from the exquisite golden petals.

She was so engrossed in her work that she didn't even notice Fang Yu approaching.

It wasn't until a quick turn that he caught a glimpse of Fang Yu standing quietly to the side.

Linghu Xiang was clearly stunned for a moment, her hand movements paused, and the flowing golden light quietly dissipated.

A barely perceptible blush crossed her face, and she stopped abruptly, somewhat awkwardly: "Diao Deyi? When did you arrive?"

"I've only been here a little while." Fang Yu smiled slightly, walked forward, and glanced at the place where she had just practiced. He praised her, "You practiced quite well. Your control over this golden light is much faster than I expected."

Upon receiving Fang Yu's affirmation, a hint of joy flashed in Linghu Xiang's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a touch of frustration.

She raised her right hand, looking at her index finger, which had turned completely pale gold, and frowned slightly. "I've become more familiar with controlling it, but... I haven't figured out how to perfectly integrate this power into my swordsmanship. It feels somewhat out of place and difficult to harmonize." She sighed softly, looking somewhat troubled.

Upon hearing her words, Fang Yu suddenly realized that Linghu Xiang seemed to come from a martial arts family, not from an ordinary family.

However, since the upheaval in Tianyuan Town and his escape, his former identity and family background have long been diluted by the pressure of survival, and Fang Yu has almost forgotten about it.

Hearing her mention it now only stirred a slight feeling in my heart, but I didn't delve into it further.

As for how to unleash the power of the Supreme Golden Petal Flower, he, as a pioneer and a more powerful controller, is undoubtedly an authority with a great deal of authority to speak on this matter.

"What's so difficult about that?" Fang Yu said calmly, yet with a strong sense of confidence. "I'll teach you."

Upon hearing this, Linghu Xiang's beautiful eyes immediately lit up with surprise and anticipation: "You'll teach me?"

"Watch closely." Fang Yu said no more, and with a swift movement, he arrived at the open space in the courtyard.

He did not use any weapon, but simply used his hand as a sword, casually assuming a starting stance.

But in that instant, an incomparably sharp aura naturally emanated from him, as if his entire being had transformed into a drawn sword.

Linghu Xiang dared not be negligent. She concentrated her mind and adopted the starting stance of her family's sword technique. With a delicate shout, she attacked.

Her swordsmanship was exquisite and her movements were light and graceful; she was already one of the best among the younger generation.

At this moment, he attached that wisp of golden light to his sword finger, adding a touch of sharpness and eeriness.

However, all of this seemed insignificant in front of Fang Yu.

Fang Yu's movements seemed simple and direct, yet he always struck first despite being behind, accurately hitting the weakest and most difficult-to-connect parts of her moves.

What he was using was his understanding of the essence of the power of the Supreme Golden Petal Flower.

It's not simply about adding sharpness to it, but about guiding it to strengthen muscles and bones, accelerate reactions, and even integrate with the flow of Qi, so that every move contains the power of metal and stone, yet is perfectly natural.

The two figures intertwined, and golden light flashed intermittently amidst the wind of their fingers and the shadows of their palms.

After only seven or eight rounds, Linghu Xiang felt a numbness in her wrist, her attack collapsed, and she was defeated.

She was panting as she looked at the composed Fang Yu, feeling both frustrated and overwhelmed with excitement and admiration.

She deeply felt Fang Yu's power, a power far beyond her current realm, a power with an essential insight into strength.

At the same time, a strong desire to catch up with or even surpass him quietly grew in his heart.

"Again!" Linghu Xiang shouted, her fighting spirit even stronger, refusing to admit defeat.

Fang Yu followed her instructions and sparred with her for a few more moves. This time, he focused more on guiding and demonstrating, pointing out key techniques for generating power and the key points of power circulation through practical combat.

After another ten or so moves, Fang Yu feinted an attack, jumped out of the battle circle, and stopped.

"I've already demonstrated the basic methods of energy transfer and integration to you." Fang Yu's breathing was steady, as if he had just warmed up. "The rest you need to slowly comprehend and practice repeatedly until it becomes instinctive and seamlessly integrated with your swordsmanship. Don't try to do too much at once; taking it step by step is the right way."

Linghu Xiang realized that Fang Yu was about to end the sparring session. Although she was reluctant, she knew that what he said made sense.

This kind of high-level guidance focuses on inspiration; true growth still requires one's own hard work and understanding.

She wasn't ungrateful, so she suppressed her lingering feelings and nodded: "I understand... thank you."

Fang Yu smiled.

"We're all family, no need to thank me. I have something to do, so I'll be going now," Fang Yu said.

Linghu Xiang was somewhat moved upon hearing this.

Our own people...

When she looked up again, she was much calmer and had a smile on her face.

"Okay, go ahead."

Their gazes followed Fang Yu's departing figure until he disappeared outside the courtyard gate.

Linghu Xiang took a deep breath, clenched her fist, and felt the warm golden light at her fingertips. Her eyes became even more determined.

She resumed practicing her swordsmanship. This time, her movements seemed to have a new charm, and her control over the golden light was more skillful and confident. Every move was filled with high spirits and hope.

She wants to become stronger, to better master this power, to keep up with his pace, and even... one day fight alongside him.

Completely absorbed in her work, she didn't notice that at that very moment, in the shadows of the moon gate in the courtyard, a figure stood silently, watching her practice her swordsmanship from afar. It was Song Zhenrong; his gaze was complex, containing concern, admiration, and perhaps even a hint of indescribable loneliness.

"Brother?" Hearing the noise behind him, Song Zhenrong turned around and found Diao Xiaohui looking puzzled.

……

Fang Yu left the courtyard and went straight to find Zhuge Shi. In a secluded flower hall in the Ouyang residence, he met this mysterious and charming woman.

Fang Yu didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point, stating his decision: "I've thought it through and I'm willing to join your Nirvana Organization."

Zhuge Shi, who was lazily leaning against the window, playing with a jade pendant, was overjoyed upon hearing this. Her beautiful eyes lit up dramatically, and she almost jumped up: "Really?! That's wonderful! Diao Deyi, you made the wisest choice!" Her excitement was palpable, clearly showing how much she valued Fang Yu's joining.

However, she quickly calmed down and explained, "However, joining the organization is not something I can decide on my own, nor is it something you can just agree to. I would naturally welcome you with open arms, but the organization needs to go through a formal process, especially for someone like you... whose identity is special and who is directly succeeding Bone Tiger as one of the Twelve Generals, so there are even more procedures required."

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Here's what we'll do. Wait a moment, and I'll head back to the organization immediately to report this matter to the higher-ups personally. If all goes well, we'll get a response soon. That will be the moment you officially join the organization."

(End of this chapter)