The First Venerable of All Paths

in the room.

Fang Xuan sat cross-legged.

As his internal energy circulated, golden sword intent emanated from his spine, echoing the sword box placed beside him.

"call!"

Not long after, Fang Xuan opened his eyes, and a sword light flashed in his eyes.

"This sword bone is indeed powerful. It not only stabilized my cultivation at the Body Refinement Realm, but also assisted in the cultivation of the 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Void Technique'."

Like the Primordial Chaos Scripture of the Primordial Empress, the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Ruins Technique also requires the condensation of sword bones to cultivate.

This sword technique, created by the Empress of the Sword Ruins, is profound and extensive.

Even with the sword bone, it still takes a lot of time and resources to master the basics of sword cultivation.

"I don't know when I will be able to create my own natal flying sword."

Stroking the sword box beside him, Fang Xuan looked on with longing.

Flying on a sword, roaming freely across the world, is the dream of every martial artist.

However, sword cultivation is something that is innate; becoming a sword cultivator through training is an extremely difficult thing.

However, Fang Xuan became a sword cultivator by condensing sword bones.

"Although I have broken through to the Body Refinement Realm and become a sword cultivator, it is still not enough to deal with the Su family and the Blood Fiend Gang."

Moreover, Fang Xuan, who possesses the Chaos Sacred Body, the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, and the Sword Bone, needs a massive amount of resources to improve his cultivation.

Even if all the resources the Fang family currently possesses were used, it would still be impossible for him to break through to the second level of the Body Refinement Realm.

"Let's go to Tianbao Tower first, and buy the materials for setting up the formation while we're at it."

The Fang family is still very weak at present.

The Grand Elder has not yet broken through to the Divine Intent Realm and urgently needs the protection of an array.

This was not difficult for Fang Xuan, who possessed the inheritance of Empress Zhenxiao.

Even purchasing materials requires elemental stones.

The Fang family members, as well as he himself, also need spirit stones for cultivation.

And on Fang Xuan's body...

"Who would have thought that the young master of the Fang family doesn't even have a hundred spirit stones on him?"

He was probably the poorest young master in history.

We need to find a way to get some spirit stones.

Fang Xuan slung the sword case over his shoulder and walked outside with heavy steps.

"My poor young master, this old servant has missed you so much!"

As soon as Fang Xuan stepped out of the room, he saw a gaunt old man in his sixties with shifty eyes. The old man let out a howl and glided over from several meters away with an incredibly smooth motion, then knelt down in front of Fang Xuan with a thud.

The old man hugged Fang Xuan's legs, wiping his snot and tears on Fang Xuan's clothes as he said in a sobbing voice, "It's all my fault, I didn't take good care of the young master. All the blame is on me, please punish me, young master."

"Lord Zhong...Lord Zhong? You're back?"

Fang Xuan's lips twitched, and he subtly pulled his leg out, taking a few steps away from the old man.

"Young master, you have no idea. As soon as I received the news of your misfortune, this old servant rushed back without stopping."

The old man hugged him again, continuing to wail, "Thank goodness the young master is alright, otherwise even if this old servant died, I would have no face to see the master."

"You...Master Zhong, let go first."

Unable to struggle, Fang Xuan kicked the old man and said disdainfully, "You've dirtied my clothes, I'll dock your entire monthly salary."

"Haha, that's the feeling, it's awesome!"

After being kicked by Fang Xuan, the old man rolled over, got up from the ground, and looked at Fang Xuan with a fawning expression.

"This old servant thought that the young master thought that this old servant was incompetent and wanted to get rid of him."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan's lips twitched again, his face turning black.

Zhongye's real name is Fang Zhong.

He was a servant of the Fang family for three generations.

He was also the commander of the family guard, but he had no cultivation.

He has an unconventional and eccentric personality.

From childhood to adulthood, Fang Xuan and his sister were often teased by Grandpa Zhong.

However, the other family is extremely loyal.

"Young master, why are you carrying a door panel on your back?"

Grandpa Zhong reached out and touched the innate sword box on Fang Xuan's back, asking in confusion, "Is this some kind of unconventional cultivation method?"

Fang Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Anyone who touches this innate sword box, except for him, will be injured by the myriad sword energies within.

But why is Uncle Zhong completely unharmed?

Could it be because Master Zhong is an ordinary person?

Fang Xuan said, "This is my weapon."

"Martial soldiers?"

Master Zhong chuckled and said, "My young master, you are the young master of the Fang family. What kind of weapons don't you have? Why bother with a door? If word gets out, this old servant will be ashamed for you."

Fang Xuan rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Shut your mouth, you ignorant fool."

"By the way, are you the only one who came back?"

Fang Xuan asked, "What about the other brothers?"

"Young master, this old servant is so sorry."

Master Zhong knelt down again with a thud, weeping bitterly, "This old servant thought he had found out where Master was. So I led the brothers to look for him, but who knew we would fall into a trap! Brothers, brothers..."

Fang Xuan's face darkened.

Are all nine guards that Lord Zhong led out gone?

"If it's gone, it's gone. As long as you come back alive, Zhongye, that's all that matters."

Now that things have come to this, Fang Xuan can't really blame Master Zhong.

"This old servant knew that the young master is broad-minded and tolerant, and would not hold such a small matter against this old servant."

Master Zhong thumped his chest loudly and said, "But don't worry, young master. Even without the guards, this old servant has the character 'loyal' in his name. I will protect you, young master, even if it costs me my life."

Stop being so cheeky.

Fang Xuan said, "Don't block my way, I'm going out to take care of some business."

"Young master goes out on errands; how can he go without someone to serve him?"

Master Zhong said with a fawning expression, "Let this old servant accompany the young master. Even if it means going through fire and water, this old servant won't bat an eye."

"You can come along, but don't cause me any trouble."

Fang Xuan warned, "Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook."

"Young master, your words are too hurtful to this old servant."

Master Zhong said with a pained expression, "My name contains the character 'Zhong' (忠, meaning loyalty), and I am utterly loyal to you, young master. How could I do such a thing as deceiving my master? Wouldn't that be worse than being a beast?"

"Shut up!"

"Yes, young master!"

The master and servant bickered as they walked outside.

Half an hour later.

"Beautiful young lady, do you see these dashing and distinguished young men beside me? He is my young master, my most respected young master. How about becoming my Daoist partner? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury."

"Tsk tsk, young master, did you see that? That girl has a big butt. She's definitely destined to have a son. Young master, just give this old servant 100,000 gold stones, and this old servant will marry her tonight and try to give you a big, fat son next year."

"You blind bastard, daring to block my young master's way? Don't you want to stay in Qingyang County anymore?"

"Oh, young master, please wait for this old servant!"

Even with the heavy sword case on his back, Fang Xuan moved swiftly, covering his face with his hand as he quickly distanced himself from Master Zhong.

Although I've experienced this kind of thing countless times since I was a child.

But Fang Xuan still felt it was too embarrassing.

"Young Master!"

Suddenly, Master Zhong rushed up to Fang Xuan and said with a serious expression, "This old servant has discovered something extraordinary."

Fang Xuan's heart tightened, and he began to circulate his internal energy.

"What is it?"

With one hand behind his back and the other stroking his beard, Lord Zhong said in a profound and unfathomable manner, "Even though this old servant has been away from Qingyang County for a long time, these young ladies and wives are still as captivated by my charm as ever."

"Oh, what a sin."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan's blood and qi surged, almost causing him to suffer a qi deviation.

"Bang!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Fang Xuan kicked Zhong Ye in the butt.

"You disgraceful piece of trash, don't even mention knowing me!"

With that, Fang Xuan ran away as if fleeing.

He couldn't stand the way people around him were looking at him like he was an idiot.

Although, during the three years he was mentally impaired, Grandpa Zhong often pushed him in his wheelchair and then left him on the street while he went to flirt with and harass women.

As a result, Fang Xuan suffered a lot of scorn and even beatings.

But the next day, Zhongye, his face bruised and swollen, would bring Fangxuan, who was also bruised and swollen, to another place to continue the charade.

When they arrived at Tianbao Tower, even with Fang Xuan's amazing physique, he was still panting heavily.

The innate sword box is far too heavy.

Every step felt like carrying a mountain on my back, let alone the fact that I had just run all the way here.

"Young Master, your health is not good."

With his face flushed red, Master Zhong leaned close to Fang Xuan's ear and said, "However, this old servant has a prescription here. Just take it for ten days, and it will surely make you vigorous and powerful, able to sleep with ten women a night without any problem. Young master, would you like it? It only costs 100,000 shi."

Fang Xuan walked into Tianbao Tower with a blank expression, pretending not to recognize Master Zhong.

"Young master, don't go! We can discuss it. Eighty thousand is fine too."

"Sixty thousand, that's the lowest I can go!"

Seeing that Fang Xuan ignored him, Master Zhong sighed heavily, then straightened his appearance and followed behind Fang Xuan without looking to the side.

"Young master, is there anything you need?"

As soon as I entered Tianbao Tower, a maid in green came to greet me.

As luck would have it, this maid was the same one who had received Fang Xuan last time.

Fang Xuan said, "I've come to buy some materials for setting up formations and medicinal herbs for alchemy."

"Alright, please follow me, young master."

The maid in green nodded and obediently led the way.

Fang Xuan glanced at Master Zhong and found that the old man was looking straight ahead with a serious expression, not even glancing at the little maid.

Has this old man changed his ways?

As if sensing Fang Xuan's thoughts, Master Zhong said righteously, "Young Master, you are being too attached to appearances. This old servant is not that kind of person."

But the next moment.

Fang Xuan then heard Grandpa Zhong mutter something to himself.

"A little girl who hasn't even grown her first hair can't compare to a mature woman or a grown wife."

Fang Xuan: "..."

We shouldn't have had any illusions about this old man.

"Young master, this is the area for setting up the formation, and that is the area for medicinal herbs."

The maid in green asked, "May I ask what your needs are, young master?"

Fang Xuan took out a prepared slip of paper, handed it to the maid, and said, "Choose one for me according to this."

"Please rest for a while, young master. I will go and prepare for you right away."

The maid took the note and quickly left.

"Oh, isn't this the young master of the Fang family?"

Just as Fang Xuan was waiting, a strange, sarcastic voice came from behind him.

"Carrying a door panel while visiting Tianbaolou, aren't you ashamed?"

Fang Xuan turned his head and raised an eyebrow.

It was Su Yang.

"You dog who can't say anything nice, how dare you laugh at my young master! You have some nerve!"

Grandpa Zhong immediately stepped forward and gave Su Yang a good scolding.

"Old man, what did you say?"

Su Yang's face darkened, and he said sternly, "Believe it or not, I'll make sure you don't see the sun rise tomorrow!"

"You...you dare to do this!"

Master Zhong immediately shielded Fang Xuan in front of him, saying, "Young Master, he's threatening this old servant, which means he's threatening you and the Fang family. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll really think the Fang family is afraid of the Su family!"

"The Fang family?"

Su Yang laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that the Fang family offended the Blood Fiend Gang and is on the verge of collapse? And you still dare to bring it up?"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Zhong's mouth dropped open, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "No way? I just got back, and my home is going to be gone?"