In the war between humans and demons, it's not unreasonable for me to absorb demonic energy, is

The Dragon Elephant Skill that Fan Tong devised only has the first three levels. After practicing it, one can achieve four times the explosive power. However, because his physical qualities far exceed those of ordinary people, he is not comparable to other disciples.

As for the specific names of the martial arts moves, he came up with them based on his own understanding and named them himself!

"First move, Dragon Elephant Charge!" He ran forward steadily, his movements heavy and powerful, weaving back and forth among the ancient trees before striking the target tree.

Click!

The ancient tree, with a diameter of two meters, emitted a crisp sound and instantly created two almost transparent holes, pierced by Fan Tong's Dragon Elephant Technique imbued with lightning spiritual power.

Then, he waved his hands, sending up bursts of wood chips, and the ancient tree creaked as it was nearly snapped in half.

"Second move, Dragon and Elephant Absorbing Water!"

"The third move, Dragon Elephant Stomp!"

……

Fan Tong was immersed in arduous training, repeatedly practicing the eight moves of the Dragon Elephant Skill, using different combos to produce different effects.

He released all his pressure, targeting ancient trees and stubborn rocks. Various muffled sounds rose and fell. Fortunately, the place was secluded enough that it did not attract any onlookers.

No elders to guide my cultivation? Then I'll figure it out myself!

No proper training ground? Then I'll use this secret base!

Fan Tong practiced the Dragon Elephant Skill again and again, sweating profusely, until midnight. Finally, his body reached its limit and he could no longer support the exhilarating training. He fell backward onto the rock without a care in the world.

Looking at the dazzling stars in the night sky, Fan Tong felt a surge of joy. This time, he had made another breakthrough, lasting for a quarter of an hour longer than before.

"Don't worry, Father, Mother, as long as I make progress, I will persevere. I will find you sooner or later and save the people of our ancient city!"

The round, disc-like moon hanging in the sky reminded him of his childhood, when he would hide in his mother's arms to admire the moon, and a sense of melancholy welled up in his heart.

"I can't give up, I have to pull myself together. Only by working hard in my cultivation can I find them faster!" Fan Tong knew in his heart that everything depended on himself.

Although Fan Tong was kept in the Fengqing Sect as a hostage, he still had some affection for the sect, except for a few individuals, since it was the demons who slaughtered the Crimson Thunder Ancient City.

His first priority is to deal with the 200,000 citizens of Crimson Thunder Ancient City. What he needs to do now is to improve his status within the sect. Only in this way can he deal with the Grand Elder who sees him as a thorn in his side.

"I must persevere! The faster I improve my strength, the more attention I will receive. The Grand Elder has great power, but he is not all-powerful. As long as I demonstrate enough potential, people will naturally support me, and I can save those poor people first."

Despite the pain, Fan Tong sat cross-legged on the smooth, strange rock, gritting his teeth as he circulated his nameless internal energy technique to briefly restore his spirit and recover from the damage. He then got up and returned to the warehouse.

"I wonder if the old lady has put the dishes away yet. I should go and check!" Fan Tong suddenly thought of something and, disregarding the fact that he was soaked in sweat, walked towards the ancient stele in the courtyard.

"Huh? Who's this?" A hot-bodied woman in black robes stood beside the ancient stele, seemingly reciting something respectfully. Fan Tong immediately prepared for battle and cautiously walked forward.

"The Palace Master has been injured again, and his injuries are even more serious. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for much longer. He has ordered that you be brought back at all times!"

"Our Yama Palace is now showing signs of decline, and various forces are eyeing us covetously, ready to bite us at any moment!"

"We are now at a critical juncture, facing life or death. Only you can save the day!"

……

The woman in black noticed Fan Tong approaching, glanced disdainfully at the flying sword in his hand, and then bowed again to speak, ignoring him.

“Young lady, it is rather impolite of you to come to my residence so late at night. Perhaps you should leave?” Fan Tong looked at the woman in black robes warily and made a gesture to see her out.

The girl in black robes frowned slightly, as if she felt offended, and raised her hand to teach Fan Tong a lesson.

"Don't you dare lay a hand on me! I'm tired, you can leave now!" The old woman stood up shakily and turned to walk back into the room.

The woman in black paused, making a gesture as if to help him up, but her body was unable to move, and her eyes darted around anxiously!

With a creak, the door closed, and the girl in black robes resumed her movements, quickly bowing respectfully. "Please, Ancestor, for the sake of the Yama Palace, return to the mountain to save everyone!"

After waiting for a while without receiving a reply from the old woman, the woman in black sighed inwardly, ignored Fan Tong's presence, and backed out of the warehouse.

Through the firelight, Fan Tong finally saw the woman's appearance beneath the black robe. She had long, flowing hair that cascaded down like a waterfall, slender and elegant eyebrows, deep eyes like a crescent moon, a high nose bridge, delicate features, and skin as white as porcelain—truly a peerless beauty.

"It's unbelievable that outsiders could break into the Fengqing Sect so easily!" Fan Tong didn't think any further, put away the bowls and chopsticks next to the stone tablet, and returned to his room to rest as usual.

He didn't press the old woman about who the woman in the black robe was, nor did he delve into her background. Everyone has their own secrets; all he needed to know was that the old woman was a relative who had been with him for ten years.

Ten years, which is longer than the time his biological parents have spent with him!

The next morning, Fan Tong got up early and went to the courtyard to stretch his body. To his surprise, he found that the old woman was already sitting by the stone tablet, much earlier than usual.

He thought the old woman was hungry, so he quickly went to the kitchen to prepare food for her.

"Grandma, please eat slowly. I'm going to cultivate in the back mountain after I finish delivering the groceries today, and I won't be back until tonight. Lunch and dinner are both in the pot, remember to eat!"

Fan Tong stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth in a hurry, gave an explanation to the old woman who was chewing slowly, and then began his morning exercise.

Today, that effeminate Li Lianying didn't dare to appear in front of Fan Tong. He just coughed outside with lingering fear, threw down the delivery slip, and ran away, afraid that Fan Tong would come after him.

"I'm not a hungry tiger, am I that scary?" Noticing Li Lianying's actions, Fan Tong shook his head, picked up the delivery slip, and muttered irritably.

Today's delivery list was fairly normal, with miscellaneous items totaling only about 800 pounds. Fan Tong greeted the old woman, reminded her to eat again, and then shouldered the iron buckets to deliver the goods to various locations.

Having been beaten up yesterday, Bai Jie and her brother seemed to have temporarily toned down their behavior, so nothing unexpected happened today, and Fan Tong successfully completed his delivery task.

After grabbing a quick lunch, he headed straight for the secret base in the back mountains, where he began to ravage the ancient trees and stubborn rocks, cultivating with reckless abandon.

Once midnight passed, with a thud, Fan Tong collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Sensing a slight improvement in his cultivation, he happily ended his arduous training for the day.

After easing his body's tension, he sat cross-legged and practiced the nameless martial art for a while before getting up to return to the warehouse.

Just then, a dark shadow flashed by. Fan Tong took a closer look and immediately perked up!