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

"What's going on? Are the patrolling disciples here? But I'm not within the Hundred Treasures Mountain area!" Fan Tong wondered. Although he didn't know what was wrong with the golden sword, he still cautiously looked around.

Finally, next to the goblin fruit, a giant golden python slowly emerged, its scarlet tongue flicking out as it stared cruelly at Fan Tong below.

"What? There are actually demonic beasts here?" Fan Tong was taken aback, but at the same time, he suddenly realized why the pythons hadn't harmed the goblin fruit; it turned out there were demonic beasts protecting them.

Monsters are divided into nine ranks, further subdivided into upper, middle, and lower levels. Unlike wild beasts, monsters become more intelligent as their rank increases. The golden python before them should be a middle-rank rank one.

"It's a pity our fate has been so full of twists and turns!" Fan Tong glanced longingly at the goblin fruit again, then turned and left without hesitation. "Don't worry, I'm not even sure I can handle this demonic beast. Even if I succeeded, it would have already attracted the attention of the patrolling disciples. I'll come back for you when my cultivation is higher!"

Fan Tong chuckled, carried his iron bucket, and continued delivering the remaining groceries before quickly returning to the warehouse yard.

Not seeing the old woman's familiar figure, Fan Tong sighed softly, turned around, picked up the wooden box, and took out the ancient sword to examine it carefully.

This ancient sword seemed to be forged from a single piece of material; its blade was thick and exceptionally tough, as if capable of slicing through the mists of endless ages. The blade was incomparably sharp, gleaming with a chilling light, as if capable of severing all constraints and shackles. Engraved on the hilt were two ancient characters, Tai Yi, each stroke revealing mystery and containing boundless majesty.

Taiyi Ancient Sword!

Fan Tong gripped the sword hilt, pointed the sword at the sky, and assumed a sword-wielding posture. He quickly unleashed basic sword techniques, but as he swung the sword, the Taiyi Ancient Sword seemed to be activated, and its weight kept increasing, making it increasingly difficult for Fan Tong to control.

"It seems my cultivation level is still too low, so I can only use it for such a short time. Taiyi Sword Technique, Taiyi Ancient Sword, the old woman is really too kind!" Fan Tong stopped his movements, suppressed his excitement, and sighed again.

He put down the ancient sword and took out the Taiyi Sword Technique again. Just like the old woman before him, he sat down next to the stone tablet and began to comprehend it.

The sword technique contains some mysterious power, and only when Fan Tong concentrates his mind and focuses intently can he clearly see the words and pictures on it. If he loses focus even slightly, the words and pictures will become blurry and impossible to understand.

Fan Tong naturally dared not be careless. The most fatal thing in comprehending martial arts is to be self-righteous. If you are like that, at best you will be confused and useless, and at worst you will damage your meridians and suffer serious injuries.

"No, I've studied the Dragon Elephant Skill and the Wind Chasing Sword for so many years without any problems. It seems it's not just because of my talent, but also because the old woman has been watching over and helping me all along." Fan Tong suddenly realized something and muttered to himself.

When he lost focus, the characters on the Taiyi Sword Technique distorted, making it impossible for him to comprehend them. He dared not think about it any longer and continued to concentrate on his study, learning the sword technique word by word and going through the meridian circulation one by one.

The Taiyi Sword Manual only contains the Qiankun Heavy Sword technique, which has very detailed annotations. The method of circulating qi through the meridians is even more complex.

From dawn till dusk, Fan Tong was completely absorbed in studying the Qiankun Heavy Sword. When his spirit was low, he would circulate the nameless martial art while continuing his study; when he was hungry, he would quickly devour a steamed bun and continue his comprehension.

Over the next few days, Fan Tong devoted himself to studying the sword manual, even pondering its mysteries while delivering goods every morning. Inevitably, he made delivery mistakes and was scolded by others.

In the afternoons and evenings, he would concentrate on studying the sword manual. The more he studied it, the more amazing the sword techniques seemed. Occasionally, a flash of inspiration would bring him immense joy.

"Haha, that's it! That's it! That's how it should be!" Seven days later, late at night, a near-mad voice came from the warehouse.

Fan Tong abruptly stood up, picked up a tree branch beside him, and used it as a sword, channeling all the insights he had gained over the past few days into it, before calmly swinging it forward. A loud bang shattered the smile on his face!

"The power is immense!" Fan Tong looked down at the tree branches that had been blasted into dust, reached out and scratched the wood chips covering his head, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He quickly went back to his room to clean himself up, changed into a linen robe, sat upright on the bed, and began to practice the nameless martial art.

After the old woman left, Fan Tong went completely mad. He used to be able to sleep for an hour, but now he completely replaced rest with cultivation.

Fortunately, the nameless cultivation technique absorbed the life force of heaven and earth to replenish his body, so no abnormalities occurred.

"Fan Tong! Fan Tong! Come out quickly, good news has come to your door!" Early the next morning, Li Lianying called out to Fan Tong at the door in his distinctive effeminate voice.

"Hey! Why are you up so early today? Aren't you going to get your beauty sleep?" Fan Tong opened the door, looking at Li Lianying with sleepy eyes.

"Who's like you? Getting up so late! You're useless, always sleeping in!" Li Lianying's face stiffened, and she began to scold him irritably.

"Alright! Sissy, stop talking nonsense. We all know each other, don't we? That smile on your face, you're definitely up to no good!"

"Fan Tong! How...how can you speak so filthyly? How have I treated you all these years? If it weren't for me, would you be able to stay here peacefully?"

"Heh, you're really good to me! Forget about the distant past, I haven't even settled the score with you for what happened with Bai Jie yet!"

"I've wasted my breath!" Li Lianying shrank back, turned around, and said as he walked away, "Meet at the third training ground in half an hour! We have a mission!"

"whats the matter?"

"The disciples of Baibaoshan are out gathering herbs and need someone to do odd jobs! You happen to meet all the requirements, so I'm recommending you to go with them!"

"You don't need to thank me too much. This is for your own good. If you perform well, the disciples of Hundred Treasures Mountain will take a liking to you, and then you'll have more cultivation resources!"

Li Lianying ran several hundred meters, then stopped and turned back to shout at Fan Tong.

"Kid, the tools are right outside my door. Go get them yourself before you head to the training grounds. Let me tell you, if you dare not go, I'll report you to the Grand Steward, and he'll give you a good beating when he gets back!"

"Sissy, do you think you have the courage to talk to me like that just because you've come all this way?" Fan Tong bent down, picked up a stone, and suddenly threw it, sending it flying straight towards Li Lianying.

Seeing this, Li Lianying cursed angrily and continued running without hesitation, quickly disappearing from Fan Tong's sight.

Deep within the Tianmu Forest, a place rarely visited by humans but rich in resources, Baibaoshan often organizes its disciples to venture out in search of rare herbs to enrich the mountain's heritage.

The Fengqing Sect also takes this matter very seriously. Even though the disciples of Baibaoshan are quite strong, they still send many of their true disciples to accompany them in case anything unexpected happens.

But what exactly is their plan in sending this lowly, neglected servant disciple, who is unloved by both his uncle and maternal grandmother, to accompany him this time?

Fan Tong knew this trip was fraught with danger. To be on the safe side, he carefully wrapped the Taiyi Sword Technique and the Taiyi Ancient Sword and kept them close to his body. He also hid all his flying swords on his person and placed them in easily accessible locations. After tidying up briefly, he locked the courtyard and headed towards Li Lianying's residence.

Arriving at Li Lianying's residence, Fan Tong found the door tightly shut; Li Lianying had long since disappeared. Looking at the so-called "tools" in front of the door, Fan Tong frowned and angrily cursed Li Lianying as a sissy.