Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 7 Fighting
"Qiang——!"

With a flash of sword light, Fang Jun's Tianjun Sword firmly blocked the incoming attack. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Yang Yuwan, why are you so anxious?"

From the horizon, a graceful and elegant woman came rushing towards them. It was Yang Yuwan.

Behind her followed a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a childish face, who looked somewhat similar to Yang Yuwan.

Yang Yuwan's eyes burned with anger, and her voice was sharp: "Fang Jun, how dare you kill my daughter!"

Fang Jun looked indifferent and spoke calmly, "She was rude and provoked me first. I was just defending myself."

Yang Yuwan laughed in anger: "Self-defense? Even if she is wrong, are you completely innocent? Killing someone means paying with your life, it's only natural!"

Fang Jun sneered, "Yang Yuwan, you're really protective of your daughter. In that case, I'll do as your daughter likes—I killed her because I like it. So, do you accept that?"

Upon hearing this, the young man frowned and took a step forward. His voice, though childish, held a certain righteousness in it: "Fang Jun, you speak to your mother in this way. Do you have any regard for human ethics and etiquette? Your actions are no different from those of an animal."

Fang Jun glanced at him and said, "I once heard the townspeople of Beixin Town say, 'Heaven's ways are without ceremony. When you look at all living things, Heaven is for the Fang family.' Now you're trying to use etiquette to restrain me. How ridiculous!"

Yang Yuwan was so angry that she was shaking all over. She raised the long sword she had just used to attack Fang Jun and pointed it at him: "Stop talking nonsense! Today I will take your life and avenge my daughter!"

Fang Jun sneered, "You're saying that if I don't kill your daughter, you won't take my life? Have you forgotten the assassin you sent to Anxi City? However, since you're determined to die, I'll grant your wish."

Just as the two men were about to fight, a loud shout came from a distance: "Stop!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking the air around it.

A middle-aged man appeared, his figure as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was between the two of them. His face was dignified, his eyes were sharp, and he was none other than Fang Tianxiong, the head of the Fang family.

When Yang Yuwan saw the man, she angrily said, "Tianxiong, he killed Ru'er, are you going to sit back and watch?"

Fang Tianxiong frowned, glanced at Fang Ru's body on the ground, and said in a deep voice: "Is this really true? Fang Jun, why did you kill your sister!"

Fang Jun sneered, "My 'sister'? When did my mother have a daughter?"

Fang Tianxiong's face darkened and he shouted, "Shut up! Your mother is right here!"

Fang Jun looked at Fang Tianxiong with cold eyes: "I only have one mother."

Seeing this, Yang Yuwan screamed, "Tianxiong, look, Fang Jun doesn't even recognize me. He's obviously an outsider. Stop favoring him!"

Fang Tianxiong was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Fang Jun, his tone cold and hard: "Fang Jun, let me ask you, do you recognize Yu Wan as your mother?"

Fang Jun smiled, his smile tinged with sarcasm: "So what if you don't admit it?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Fang Tianxiong's eyes, and his voice was low: "If you admit it, you are still a member of the Fang family. If you don't admit it, get out of this family."

Fang Jun didn't care at all and asked, "What happens after you get out?"

Fang Tianxiong's eyes turned cold, and his tone was filled with murderous intent: "Of course I will kill him."

Fang Jun laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Fang Tianxiong, if you want to kill me, then kill me. Why bother looking for a pretentious excuse?"

Fang Tianxiong frowned: "I didn't think of killing you."

Fang Jun's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes sharp as a knife. "Never thought about it? Then what are you doing now? Forcing me to recognize someone I don't recognize as my mother, then kicking me out of the house in the name of family rules, and finally getting rid of me with justification—Fang Tianxiong, you're really calculating."

Fang Tianxiong's expression changed slightly: "Fang Jun, don't talk nonsense! I have never had such thoughts!"

Fang Jun sneered, "Whether or not, you know it in your heart. However, let me make it clear today - I, Fang Jun, never acknowledge Yang Yuwan as my mother, nor do I care about the status of the Fang family. If you want to kill me, just do it. Why bother pretending?"

Seeing this, Yang Yuwan screamed, "Tianxiong, what are you waiting for? He's such a traitor, are you still going to let him live?"

Fang Tianxiong was silent for a moment: "Fang Jun, since you insist on doing this, don't blame me for not thinking about the father-son relationship."

Fang Jun sneered: "Father-son love? Fang Tianxiong, when have you ever had father-son love for me? Today, I want to see how you kill me!" Before he finished speaking, Fang Jun took the lead and the sword flashed like lightning, heading straight for Fang Tianxiong's throat.

Fang Tianxiong dodged the sword with a flash, then slapped his waist, and a fiery red token suddenly flew out and hovered in front of him.

The runes on the token flickered, and instantly released a sky full of fire. The flames were like dragons, overlapping layer by layer, turning into a wall of fire, blocking all of Fang Jun's sword light.

The flames did not stop, but instead swept towards Fang Jun like a tide, and the scorching heat caused the surrounding air to distort.

Fang Jun snorted coldly, and the sword light swirled, drawing a sharp sword energy that split the flames coming towards him into two.

The flames were forced back by the sword energy, but did not dissipate. Instead, they condensed again under Fang Tianxiong's control and turned into several fire snakes, attacking Fang Jun from all directions.

This is the fighting method between great Qi-refining monks. They no longer rely on fists and feet, but use magic weapons as a medium to exert power far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

The cultivation techniques practiced by cultivators are originally for the pursuit of immortality. Although their physical bodies are strong, they are far inferior to magic weapons designed specifically for combat.

Even mortal warriors know that bare hands cannot defeat divine weapons, let alone monks?
Moreover, the birth of the natal magic weapon allows the cultivator and the magic weapon to become one. The magic weapon becomes an extension of the cultivator's body, and there is no need to rely on the physical body when fighting.

Fang Tianxiong's fiery red token is his natal magic weapon, which is extremely powerful.

Fang Jun's swordsmanship was sharp, the sword light was like a rainbow, and every sword seemed to have the power to destroy mountains and break peaks.

Fang Tianxiong used the token to control the flames, which sometimes turned into a barrier and sometimes turned into a sharp blade, capable of both offense and defense.

The battle between the two was extremely fierce, with sword energy and flames intertwined. The surrounding houses were damaged by the aftermath, and the ground was cracked by the shock.

When the battle was at its most intense, Fang Jun suddenly sneered, and the momentum of his sword suddenly changed. The sword energy was like a rainbow, heading straight for Fang Tianxiong's vital points.

Fang Tianxiong's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly took a few steps back. The flame barrier condensed instantly, barely blocking the sword.

Fang Jun put away his sword and stood up: "Fang Tianxiong, your strength is just so-so. I thought a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining could be that powerful."

Fang Tianxiong's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fang Jun, don't be so arrogant!"

Fang Jun said no more. The Tianjun Sword merged into his body, and his body turned into sword light and flew away.

Seeing this, Yang Yuwan asked anxiously, "Tianxiong, are you just going to let him go like this?"

Fang Tianxiong said angrily: "Shut up! You know how amazing Fang Jun's current cultivation is. The third level of Qi Refining can rival the ninth level of Qi Refining. Even if it is because of his life magic weapon, I also have my own life magic weapon. I guess Fang Qidong was killed by him."

"And the most important thing is that I can't activate the formation in my family. It seems that someone is helping him."

Yang Yuwan was like being poured a bucket of cold water. She realized the seriousness of the matter and calmed down: "What should I do?"

A light laugh came: "How about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword flashed and Yang Yuwan's head left her body.

All that remained was Fang Tianxiong's roar: "Fang Jun!"

It is a good thing to promote the invincibility of the physical body.

After all, who doesn't love hexagons?

But the hexagonal shape was too expensive. From an energy perspective, the energy required to build the body as a whole would increase by at least five orders of magnitude, or more than a hundred thousand times, in order for any part of the body to be able to withstand an attack of the same level.

Because when you resist the opponent's attack, you must require that the combined energy of your defensive parts is greater than the energy of the opponent's attack.

If you think about it, your whole body requires so much energy, you can imagine how high your total energy is.

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(End of this chapter)