Paradise of Demonic Gods

The Demon Sect was a faction with a long history in Middle-earth, passed down since the ancient era.

They had a different religion and different ideologies, and their martial arts were darker and more mysterious. Additionally, they had countless enemies, but the had also dominated almost the entire pugilistic world. Therefore, after the Demon Sect was overthrown, they were discredited by many people in the world.

Although they called themselves the Sacred Sect, they had always been addressed as the Demon Sect.

The Demon Sect’s most flourishing period had been 300 years ago. Their Sovereign had dominated the world, sending demonic flames seething. The Demon Sect had become the world’s number one sect and had dominated almost the entire world.

However, after the death of the Demon Sect’s Sovereign, the Demon Sect became divided and there was internal disorder. Back then, the ten great righteous sects besieged the Demon Sect. The battle dragged on for ten years, then this massive faction was finally driven out of Middle-earth’s 12 regions. They could only stay in the islands overseas, northern plains, and the western desert.

After the Azure Dragon Secret Bureau’s investigations, it was discovered that Cao Yuan’s rebellion this time around involved the shadows of the Demon Sect.

It could also be that from over ten to 20 years ago, the Demon Sect had already planted Cao Yuan as a chess piece. Many people in the Imperial Guards were also suspected to be involved with the Demon Sect.

This time around, the world was in a state of chaos, and the imperial court was becoming weak and the Emperor was young. Therefore, the Demon Sect saw this as a great opportunity to take over the world and allow the Demon Sect to flourish, returning to Middle-earth.

“There’s probably no lack of the Demon Sect’s chess pieces even amongst the officials in the imperial court.” After saying this, Eunuch Wang buried his head deep in his hands.

Over the few days of interaction with Fang Xingjian, Eunuch Wang could sense the increasingly prestigious aura coming from the other party. The aura that accompanied each and every one of Fang Xingjian’s actions caused him to find it increasingly tougher to summon any will to resist.

This was something natural. Regardless of whether it was in Miracle World or in the many parallel universes that Fang Xingjian had been to, Fang Xingjian had always been a character who could dominate the world. Moreover, he even had the experience of managing several countries.

Faced with such a small palace and the Divine Capital, his leadership came naturally and with great ease. Each and every one of his actions revealed a prestige that had been nurtured from his experience in several worlds. It was by no means insignificant.

Within a mere few days, he understood how the Great Jin Dynasty’s government worked and also got a good understanding of the officials. With the Grand Preceptor He’s and Eunuch Wang’s cooperation, Fang Xingjian quickly got the entire imperial court moving.

After hearing Eunuch Wang’s report, Fang Xingjian smiled as if it did not matter to him. “If they don’t overstep their boundary and do a good job as an official, then there’s no need to care about them. If they still dare to stand up for the Demon Sect in the future, just kill them.”

Having said that, he turned his attention to the secret manuals once again. He was merely a passerby in this world. Unifying, as well as grasping the powers, in the Divine Capital was merely a way to make it easier for him to do things in this world.

While Fang Xingjian was looking through the secret manuals, he said, “Wang Yong, give me a palm strike.”

Eunuch Wang immediately dropped to his knees in horror. “Your old servant doesn’t dare.”

“Just do as you’re told and stop all that crap,” Fang Xingjian said coldly, sending a cold killing intent toward Eunuch Wang. It caused the latter to feel as if there were countless swords brushing against his entire body.

As Fang Xingjian’s cultivation became increasingly deeper, his Heart Sword Path had also become more and more terrifying. Each of his words and actions had the demonic power to grasp the hearts of others and control the world.

Hearing Fang Xingjian’s command, Eunuch Wang’s countenance became more unsightly than if he were to cry. “I, your old servant, will display my poor performance.”

As he spoke, the Heavenly Yin Nine Flexures’ internal powers rose up in his body from his Dantian, passing through his nine continuous acupuncture points and turning into an increasingly cooler and more severe chill. Then Eunuch Wang used his palm to slap the powers out toward Fang Xingjian.

Wherever his palm passed by, the air would seem as if it had frozen. Even everything material within a range of 100 meters gave off the feeling as if they were decelerating.

“That’s enough.”

With Fang Xingjian’s soft call, the chill dissipated, and all of Eunuch Wang’s essential Qi surged back into his body, returning to his Dantian. There was not a bit more or less than the amount there had been before.

“Your Majesty’s amazing arts are unrivaled, and your old servant holds great admiration for you,” Eunuch Wang said respectfully, bowing immediately. He did not forget to flatter Fang Xingjian while he was at it.

However, Fang Xingjian ignored Eunuch Wang’s flattery. He continued to think about Eunuch Wang’s earlier display of his essential Qi cultivation.

‘My feeling was right. Wang Yong’s essential Qi, He Wanzhou’s essential Qi, Cao Yuan’s essential Qi, and even the essential Qi from the Demon Sect’s experts as well as the several thousand Imperial Guards—although they were different in nature, their intrinsic qualities were the same.

‘Is this the reason they are able to connect their essential Qi and form Qi fields?’

Fang Xingjian looked at the secret manuals before him, and his mind—which had a calculative ability that surpassed a supercomputer’s—once again rapidly started calculating. Streams of essential Qi vortexes rose up before him. There was a total of three streams of essential Qi—one that was a little dark and deep, another that was righteous, and one more that was eerie and unfathomable. They were clearly the essential Qis that Cao Yuan, He Wanzhou, and Wang Yong cultivated.

At the sight of this, Wang Yong once again buried his head deep in his hands. His eyes were filled with astonishment.

‘To think that he can easily imitate our essential Qis… Is this His Majesty’s actual cultivation? It’s simply… It’s simply…’

Ignoring Eunuch Wang’s fluctuating emotions, Fang Xingjian finished making calculations about essential Qi, as well as the conception and governing vessels in addition to the eight extraordinary meridians. He now understood the training of their essential Qi that the cultivators did at the Xiantian Realm. However, with that, he also became increasingly perplexed.

‘It’s true. They are the same.

‘If it’s said that everyone in Miracle World has a strong personal touch to their martial will and that they are hard to unify…

‘Then the essential Qi in this world can be said to come from the same source. People are like cars. The essential Qi that each person uses is essentially like the same kind of petrol. The difference in attributes is at most like the difference between Petrol 92 and Petrol 95.

‘Naturally, energies like these can connect together easily.’

After associating the world here with the abnormalities in space, Fang Xingjian made a faint judgment. ‘If things are really what I think them to be, then the situation in this world might be a lot more complicated than Miracle World’s. The hidden enemies probably aren’t to be trifled with.’

After making an assessment of this world’s cultivation method, Fang Xingjian decided to continue researching the martial arts here. It was because he assessed that he might encounter a great enemy here and also because the martial arts here inspired him greatly and could help improve his sword arts.

Therefore, even though he needed to continue cultivating his high-dimensional sword arts, he would not be giving up on this world’s martial arts either.

After throwing a glance at Wang Yong, he waved his hand and said, “Alright, you can take your leave. If there’s nothing important, don’t let anyone come and disturb my cultivation.”

As Fang Xingjian waved his hand, Wang Yong had a feeling like he was riding on the clouds. Everything around him became blurry, and by the time he reacted, he had already appeared in his own residence.

Gulping, he knelt down and kowtowed in Fang Xingjian’s direction with a somewhat fervent expression flashing on his face.

‘With His Majesty’s cultivation, there may be hope for the Great Jin Dynasty to flourish.’

After sending Wang Yong away, Fang Xingjian had a single thought, then he spewed out pitch-black fog slowly from his mouth. The fog spun in midair and then condensed into a pile, gradually taking on a human form with his appearance.

The moment the clone appeared, he nodded toward Fang Xingjian and sat amongst the secret manuals, starting to study the Disha Realm of this world’s martial arts which followed after the stages of ordinary cultivators and those in the Xiantian Realm.