The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 914 - The Transformation of Han Xiaoxing
Chapter 914: Chapter 914: The Transformation of Han Xiaoxing
Chapter 914 -914: The Transformation of Han Xiaoxing
As soon as Han Xiaoxing appeared, she challenged Fang Lin with a resolute attitude, as if she would not rest until she had fought with him.
Han Luoyun’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he was about to advise against it when Fang Lin had already stepped forward to face Han Xiaoxing.
“Since the second miss is so inclined, then I shall accompany the second miss in a bout,” Fang Lin said. There was an air of stability like a mountain in his demeanor.
Seeing this, Han Luoyun could only shake his head and with light steps, he retreated to a distance.
Han Xiaoxing watched Fang Lin, her eyes full of intense desire for battle. Such a look was extremely rare in a young girl’s eyes.
However, Fang Lin was quite familiar with Han Xiaoxing. Her combative spirit and desire to win were even stronger than those of men. Otherwise, she would not have sought to strengthen herself and enhance her abilities by training in all kinds of dangerous places, resulting in numerous scars on her body.
“Come on.” Fang Lin said calmly, not making the first move, giving Han Xiaoxing the opportunity to attack.
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Han Xiaoxing did not hesitate and did not bother with pleasantries with Fang Lin. As she moved, a gust of wind rushed toward him. A pair of palms transformed into endless palm shadows, impervious to the wind, covering every possible angle where Fang Lin might evade.
Seeing this, Fang Lin did not move his feet, nor did his figure dodge or avoid, opting to use “One Force Subdues Ten Groups.”
The Kylin Fist was fierce and straightforward, disregarding everything else, and blasted toward the oncoming Han Xiaoxing.
The dense palm shadows dissipated, and only Han Xiaoxing’s sharp palm strike came through, colliding fiercely with Fang Lin’s Kylin Fist.
With a bang, inner strength surged between them. Fortunately, both restrained themselves and did not let their inner strength erupt fully, otherwise, the herbs in the yard would have suffered.
Han Xiaoxing showed a look of surprise, her footsteps staggering backward, while Fang Lin remained motionless, even his breathing as steady as usual.
With that exchange, one could immediately see the gap between the two.
Han Luoyun watched Fang Lin with shocked eyes. He knew Fang Lin was strong, perhaps even not weaker than himself, the Purple Mist Sect Master, but now it seemed Fang Lin’s strength might be even more formidable than he had imagined.
Han Xiaoxing did not stop her attack. With a stamp of her foot, her figure suddenly vanished.
“Hmm?” Fang Lin was slightly surprised, and his Spirit Eye immediately opened on his forehead. By the time he saw Han Xiaoxing, she had already quietly appeared behind Fang Lin.
Fang Lin reacted quickly, turning around to block Han Xiaoxing’s offensive.
But just as Fang Lin made his move, black lotus flowers silently bloomed in Han Xiaoxing’s pupils. A force of invisibility permeated out, affecting Fang Lin for a moment.
However, Fang Lin’s Spirit Eye also released its power, nullifying the influence of Han Xiaoxing’s Pupil Skill, although it was still a fraction too late.
Han Xiaoxing’s palm landed on Fang Lin’s chest. Fang Lin stepped back slightly as the power of the Spirit Eyes surged once more, releasing a blue light that restrained Han Xiaoxing within its power.
However, Han Xiaoxing’s Pupil Skill was also extremely formidable. The black lotus in her eyes bloomed, and she managed to dispel the binding of Fang Lin’s Spirit Eye.
But Fang Lin’s Spirit Eye was after all very close to a Heavenly Eye. Although Han Xiaoxing’s Pupil Skill was exquisitely unique, it couldn’t fully dissolve the power of Fang Lin’s Spirit Eye, and she was still somewhat affected.
Han Xiaoxing’s face showed a touch of unwillingness, but she did not attack again. After all, this was merely a sparring match, and Fang Lin was not her enemy.
Seeing that Han Xiaoxing did not continue attacking, Fang Lin smiled slightly and withdrew the power of his Spirit Eyes.
“The second miss’s strength, compared to the past, is even more remarkable,” Fang Lin said with a smile.
Han Xiaoxing’s face held little expression, and the black golden lotuses within her eyes quietly disappeared.
“You are stronger,” Han Xiaoxing said, her tone as indifferent as ever, but for someone as stubborn and competitive as her to say these words, it clearly showed a significant recognition of Fang Lin’s strength.
Fang Lin wore a slight smile, yet inwardly, he was quite astonished. Han Xiaoxing truly deserved the title of martial arts prodigy. Despite being younger than himself, she had already attained impressive strength. It was likely that even the majority of the talents from the Middle Three Kingdoms would not be her match.
“However, Second Miss, if you could activate your Spirit Eye and combine it with your Pupil Skill, you would surely surpass your current state,” Fang Lin suggested, offering Han Xiaoxing a gentle hint.
“I know,” Han Xiaoxing responded blandly, a clear mark visible on her forehead.
Surprised, Fang Lin realized that Han Xiaoxing had already activated her Spirit Eye but had not used it previously, indicating she had held back.
“It seems I’m really getting old. All of you have completely surpassed me,” Han Luoyun said with a laugh.
Fang Lin bowed with his hands clasped: “Sect Master, you are still young. In the future, you will certainly be able to step into the realm of Spirit Bone, and perhaps even higher domains.”
These words were not merely flattery from Fang Lin towards Han Luoyun; he truly believed so.
Han Luoyun was only in his forties, in the prime of his life, and he also had high natural talent. If he were not the Purple Mist Sect Master, entangled in its affairs, and focused solely on advancing in martial arts, he would soon be able to step into the Spirit Bone realm.
However, the Purple Mist Sect currently lacked a suitable successor, so Han Luoyun could not yet relinquish his heavy responsibilities.
As Han Xiaoxing looked around the room, even someone as apathetic as her showed a hint of worry.
“Don’t worry, everything is going smoothly. The eldest miss will recover and will also be able to step into the martial arts path,” Fang Lin reassured father and daughter.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. As Fang Lin waited in the courtyard, he also covertly observed the movements of Lu Zhen and his two companions.
After heading towards that mountain range, these three people had scarcely rested, continuing their relentless search for something.
Fang Lin had learned that within that mountain range, a precious treasure was likely to appear, but those three had never mentioned what sort of treasure it was, thus Fang Lin was unaware.
But evidently, since a power from the Upper Three Countries had sent people down to the Lower Three Kingdoms to search for it, this treasure was probably extraordinary.
While Fang Lin was in no rush to act, he also feared the proverb “long nights breed many dreams” and pondered whether he ought to do something.
However, the matter regarding Han Yinyue wasn’t yet resolved, and during these last few critical days, Fang Lin absolutely could not leave.
After checking on Han Yinyue’s condition in the house and observing positive developments, Fang Lin saw her meridians had basically completely transformed and were much more resilient than before.
But for a complete cure, the outcome would depend on these final few days, and Fang Lin needed to remain here to prevent any accidents.
After much thought, Fang Lin decided to send the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng to investigate the situation in the mountains first.
In the courtyard, Han Luoyun had already left, and Han Xiaoxing was sitting cross-legged not far away, indifferent to whatever Fang Lin was doing.
Fang Lin, unbothered by any need for secrecy, slapped the Nine Palace Bag, and the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng quickly popped out.
“I’m suffocating here, Mr. Fang,” the Thousand-Year Corpse Ginseng complained upon emergence. “Tell me, what dirty and tiring task are you going to assign to me this time? Though I’m quite reluctant, if you beg me, perhaps I will consider it.”
