Reincarnation Paradise: Passion Leads to Greatest Success

The room was brightly lit.

Bai Yuekui held a book, leaning back in his chair with a calm gaze. His legs were casually crossed under his black shorts, revealing his fair and jade-like skin. The sleeveless fur coat he wore, along with his snow-white hair, exuded an elegant and quiet temperament.

If we ignore the long sword on the table that belongs to him personally—the Alaya-vijnana.

Fang Yu even felt that Bai Yuekui just wanted to chat with him.

However, judging from the current situation, the visitors have ulterior motives.

The next moment, Bai Yuekui's actions confirmed his guess.

"You're back."

She glanced up at Fang Yu, then closed the book with both hands and placed it on the edge of the table. As she stood up, she also picked up a long knife.

"Come with me, I'll take you to a nice place."

As she spoke, she blinked and walked out of the room.

In just a few seconds, she perfectly demonstrated what it means to be graceful and ethereal when still, and clean and efficient when in motion.

He's simply born to do great things.

Fang Yu stood there stunned for a moment, smelling the lingering fragrance at the tip of his nose, feeling completely bewildered and even a little headache.

Logically speaking, someone of unknown origin like him, even if he possesses considerable strength, should not be treated with such preferential treatment and closeness by Bai Yuekui.

His current performance can even be described as rather poor.

If one insists on explaining it in terms of charm, he feels that it doesn't touch Bai Yuekui's heart at all.

So what exactly is it about me that she likes?

In an instant, various suspicions flashed through Fang Yu's mind.

But he didn't hesitate for long. He first looked at the warm room, then at the tall figure waiting outside, and then slowly closed the door.

……

"Tell me your thoughts on source matter."

The two walked side by side on the deserted road. It was nearly midnight. The lights of the buildings of varying heights nearby were gradually going out, and a cool breeze brushed against their exposed skin, bringing a refreshing feeling.

Fang thought for a moment and replied:

"magnetic field?"

"That's right. When a person's emotions are strong enough, they will form a unique bioelectromagnetic field. This magnetic field will help activate the power hidden in their genes, and eventually produce different abilities depending on the individual. You can call this process the process of accelerating one's own evolution."

"Is it related to our trip?"

Bai Yuekui did not answer, and continued to speak to himself:

"When a person is strong enough, the world presented to her will be completely different. For example, in judging the strength of others, the stronger a person's magnetic field, the stronger they must be, except for those with innate superhuman strength."

"very good."

At this moment, even though Fang Yu thought he had a thick skin, he still felt embarrassed.

His story had already fallen apart. He claimed to have awakened, but in Bai Yuekui's eyes, his bio-electromagnetic field strength was even weaker than that of an awakened person who had just entered the second stage.

"yes."

Fang Yuqiang tried to remain calm and casually looked at the scenery.

Seeing this, Bai Yuekui smiled faintly and decided to stop keeping him in suspense:

"Everyone strengthens their own electromagnetic field in different ways, whether it's through family, lovers, enemies, or even various things, but often the most effective way is in a moment of battle or life-or-death struggle."

Fang Yu frowned slightly: "Shall we have a fight?"

It wasn't that he was afraid, but he thought that Bai Yuekui couldn't act casually due to his physical condition. If he were to make an exception just to help him activate his biomagnetic field, it would be making a mountain out of a molehill.

Bai Yuekui: "Of course not. I've seen your fighting style. Although you have a powerful physique, you have absolutely no skills. When facing an enemy of equal strength, you'll just be a sitting duck."

"We've arrived."

Unbeknownst to them, the two arrived at an open, flat area that resembled a training ground.

Bai Yuekui pointed to the edge of the flat ground: "There are weapons over there, you can pick any one you like."

Following the direction, Fang Yu's gaze settled on a corner where there was a wooden weapon rack, on which various cold weapons emitted a cold gleam.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that all the cold weapons had been sharpened. Even though they were covered with scratches left over from training, their blades remained as sharp as ever. Clearly, the forging process and the use of high-quality metal made these cold weapons extremely durable.

However, the wide variety of weapons in front of him made it difficult for Fang to choose. He didn't like fancy attack methods; if he could, he preferred simple and brutal ones.

Although the spiked club was simple and brutal, he didn't like it. The sword was too elegant, and the dagger was too short. As the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and he couldn't afford to lose too much in terms of size.

In the end, Fang Yu chose the longsword.

The knife has many advantages; it is the most courageous of all weapons. It is easy to carry, the size is just right, and it is suitable for various environments. Most importantly, he fell in love with it at first sight.

The reason for not making an immediate decision was simply to see if there were any more suitable weapons, but there weren't.

This training longsword is about 1.2 meters long and three fingers wide. The blade has a wavy pattern, and the handle is wrapped with white non-slip cloth.

shuh...

Fang Yu gripped the hilt of the knife, weighed it in his hand, and slashed at the air a few times. Hearing the shrill sound of the air being torn apart and feeling the steady grip when swinging the knife, he immediately liked it even more.

Having chosen her weapon, Fang Yu looked towards Bai Yuekui, who was waiting quietly, holding a training knife in her hand. Her personal longsword hung at her waist. A gentle breeze stirred her silver hair, and her fur coat danced in the wind. This scene perfectly embodied the phrase "heroic and dashing."

To be honest, Fang Yu never cared about how others perceived him.

But seeing Bai Yuekui's handsome appearance, he suddenly felt a sense of longing and wondered, "Why not give it a try?"

"So handsome..."

Due to the starkly polarized art styles, Fang Yu was somewhat speechless and could only offer a few words of criticism.

He slowly approached, and the distance between them shortened to 10 meters, a distance just right so that they could hear each other without having to speak loudly.

Although he hasn't seen Bai Yuekui make a move yet, how could he not know her terrifying skills in fighting the beast-transformed Mark?

Imagine someone who can achieve supersonic speeds with their own body—how terrifying must their physical strength and power be? At least, I feel I'm still a bit lacking.

Therefore, whether it's 10 meters or 100 meters, it doesn't even take a second for the two of them, so the difference is negligible.

"Shall we begin now?"

Fang Yu tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. It was his first time engaging in a melee combat with a cold weapon, and he couldn't help but yearn for the sword-to-sword battles he had seen in movies.

On the other side, Bai Yuekui nodded slightly. From beginning to end, her impression of Fang Yu was not bad. Her eyes, which showed she had never killed anyone, could not hide the fact that her hands were stained with blood.

That's why she was willing to accept Fang Yu even though his origins were unknown.

However, to her surprise, her choice brought such a great surprise—the other person had surpassed her in skill in less than a day after learning the Return to Origin technique. Her natural and effortless demeanor yesterday still left a deep impression on her.

"A genius, huh?"

Seeing Fang Yu rushing towards him, Bai Yuekui's lips curled into a slight smile.