Chapter 2 The Right Path and the Evil Path

"By the way, I haven't asked your name and identity yet..."

Zhou Xue's thoughts returned to reality. She looked at Fang Wang, opened her teeth slightly, and asked in a gentle voice.

Fang Wang, who was immersed in the immortal cultivation, heard her question and said helplessly: "My name is Fang Wang, and my father is Fang Yin."

It's a shame that the thirteenth son of the Fang family is not known by his peers in the family.

"Fang Wang? I don't remember, but I still remember your father's name. It should be my fifth uncle, right?" Zhou Xue pondered, which also reminded Fang Wang that she was a reborn person, and her memory was no longer the current Zhou Xue.

Fang Wang was about to answer, but he heard Zhou Xue say: "I don't remember you, so you should have died on the night of the extermination. After that, only a few people in the Fang family survived, alas."

Fang Wang felt like he was sentenced to death, but when he thought that the people he cared about would die, his heart tightened.

"Let's talk about the night of the extermination you mentioned and see how to deal with it." Fang Wang said seriously.

To destroy Fang Mansion, either a large army attacked the city, or a martial arts sect infiltrated Fang Mansion, and a large number of masters acted together. There are many retired masters in Fang Mansion.

Zhou Xue gathered her hair around her ears, took a deep breath, and said: "Seven days later, Fang Mansion will face a catastrophe. The enemies are all martial artists. Six of them are from the imperial city. They are the top martial artists of the Great Qi Dynasty. There is also a cultivator. Most of the people in Fang Mansion died in his hands. He has a rare treasure in his hand that can absorb the souls of the dead."

Cultivator!

Fang Wang's heart sank. Through practicing sword control, he has understood the gap between martial artists and cultivators. Even though he has entered the mythical realm of martial arts, the pressure to deal with unknown cultivators is still great.

"How big is the gap between that cultivator and the martial artist?" Fang Wang stared at Zhou Xue and asked.

Zhou Xue sighed and said, "He is only at the bottom of the immortal world, but in the martial arts world, he is invincible. Even a hundred top masters of the martial arts world are not his opponents."

"If you master the sword-controlling technique, can you kill him?" Fang Wang asked.

Zhou Xue looked at him strangely and said, "It depends on how much you practice. All immortal cultivators know the sword-controlling technique, but low-level cultivators like him can only barely control the sword. Don't even think about it. You can't master the sword-controlling technique within seven days, let alone refine the sword-controlling technique to the level of killing immortal cultivators."

Fang Wang heard it and had a rough idea in his mind, but he had never faced an immortal cultivator before, so he couldn't be careless.

"In these seven days, I can't regain the means of immortal cultivation. At most, I can refine some poisons. You are the son of my fifth uncle and have a closer relationship with the mansion master. You can try to persuade him. Even if you can't persuade the Fang family to escape from Nanqiu City, it's a good thing to make preparations early." Zhou Xue said seriously.

After calming down, she realized that she was too reckless before. She only cared about saving the Fang Mansion, but forgot the status of the Fang Mansion and her own identity. As a Duke Mansion, it is impossible for the Fang Mansion to escape from Nanqiu City, and it is even more dangerous after escaping. Without the people around, the Fang Mansion is in a more dangerous situation.

Fang Wang nodded, and then reminded: "The matter of rebirth is too absurd. Don't talk about it again in the future. You can make up some excuses. And if this matter is heard by the immortal cultivators, it will be even more dangerous."

Zhou Xue's eyes changed slightly, and she nodded and said: "I have learned. I was too reckless. This is the first time I have encountered such a thing, and it was on the eve of the extermination of the family. I was confused."

She suddenly felt a sense of fear in her heart, and her eyes looking at Fang Wang became different.

Fang Wang was frightened by her eyes. Would this guy want to kill people to silence them?

Afterwards, the two chatted for a long time. After deciding on the general words and action plan, Zhou Xue urged: "Fang Wang, go quickly, prepare early, I will start too."

Fang Wang nodded, got up and left, and walked out the window.

Zhou Xue looked at the shoe prints on the window sill and sat on the stool for a long time.

…

At night, the lights in the Fang Mansion were bright.

"What? Someone wants to slaughter the whole family of our Fang Mansion?"

Fang Yin, who was elegant and scholarly, put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked angrily. Fang Wang's mother Jiang was frightened and her face turned pale. There were no servants in the hall, and they were sent away by Fang Wang before the conversation.

Fang Wang frowned and said, "Last month, I heard about this from a jianghu wanderer, and I thought it was nonsense. Today, I asked Zhou Xue and just confirmed that she was not reborn at all. It was just that a mysterious master sneaked into the mansion and told her quietly, which stimulated her. She was in a hurry and said nonsense."

Fang Yin snorted, "Of course I don't believe in the talk of rebirth, but why did the master find her and not me or your four uncles?"

Fang Wang shook his head and said, "How can my son know? But father, think about it. I have heard that Zhou Xue also got this news. It is better to believe it than not. The Fang family can't afford such consequences."

Hearing this, Fang Yin's face darkened. After thinking for a few breaths, he slammed the table and left after saying, "I'm going to find your grandfather!"

Jiang sighed, picked up some food for Fang Wang, and asked, "Wang'er, don't deal with those jianghu people on weekdays. It's too dangerous."

"I know, mother, I won't do it in the future." Fang Wang replied with a smile.

After surviving this catastrophe, he will pursue the way of immortality. What a bullshit martial arts world, he won't go there. If he wants to go there, he will go to the world of immortal cultivation!

After dinner, Fang Wang waited in the hall. Fang Yin was gone for an hour before coming back. His face was very solemn.

Facing this son who has been smart and sensible since childhood, he did not hide anything.

"Your grandfather has believed it and is preparing for strict prevention. You don't have to worry about these things. With us here, nothing will happen to the Fang Mansion."

Hearing this, Fang Wang was relieved and said goodbye.

That night, Fang Wang had a rare dream. He dreamed that he was flying a sword and traveling around the world, becoming a free and easy immortal in the world. How happy!

The next morning, Fang Wang got up, washed up, and told his closest servant Li Jiu: "Within six days, I want the sharpest sword, no matter how much it costs!"

Fang Meng followed the previous emperor in his battles and made great achievements. Although he was stripped of his military power after the founding of the dynasty, he also gained a lot of wealth, which made Fang Wang and other third-generation descendants equally wealthy. Fang Yin only had him as his son, so he would give him as much gold, silver and jewelry as he wanted.

"Okay, I will satisfy you, young master!"

Li Jiu, who was only two years older than Fang Wang, was happy and left happily.

Fang Wang took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the courtyard and began to try to perform the sword-controlling technique, using a branch as a sword. Although he had practiced the sword-controlling technique to perfection, he had not really fought yet.

He was not a cultivator, and it consumed a lot of energy to control the sword with the true qi of a warrior.

The faster the speed, the greater the consumption!

After trying for more than half an hour, he realized that he only had one chance to strike with a sword, and he had to find an opportunity to kill the cultivator with a sword.

After noon, Fang Wang went to visit Zhou Xue. He wanted to seek some more magic. Even if he mastered a cultivation technique, it would be too late to accumulate the spiritual power of a cultivator in six days. It would be better to have more means to kill the enemy.

However, Zhou Xue had been released from confinement. Fang Wang had no choice but to give up.

In the next five days, Zhou Xue went out early and came back late, and Fang Wang never met her.

In these days, there were more and more servants in the Fang Mansion. Fang Wang's uncle even recruited passing people in the city. Some of the children of the Fang family who practiced martial arts outside were also called back. They were all disciples of the sects closer to Yanghu County.

Among them, the most eye-catching was the third son of the second uncle Fang Zhe, Fang Hanyu.

The ninth son of the Fang family had a good relationship with Fang Wang when he was young. They were only two years apart in age. However, when Fang Wang was seven years old, Fang Hanyu was sent to the largest martial arts sect in Yanghu County to practice martial arts. He would send letters back every year. Last year, Fang Yin said that he had reached the level of a top martial arts master, an absolute martial arts genius.

After not seeing each other for many years, Fang Wang remembered his little cousin who often pestered him when he was a child. He missed him a little, but now was not the time to reminisce.

On the sixth day, afternoon.

Zhou Xue came to find Fang Wang. Fang Wang took her into the house and closed the door.

Today, Zhou Xue changed into a tight red dress, heroic and valiant. She took off her usual crown and hairpins. She tied her hair behind her head with a red rope, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

Not to mention, she looks pretty good.

Fang Wang thought so, and then sat down with Zhou Xue.

Zhou Xue took out a sachet from her bosom and said, "This is the grass-scented cartilage powder I made. You just need to sprinkle it on the enemy. As long as the enemy inhales the poison powder, he will fall to the ground within three breaths. However, this powder can only deal with those martial arts masters. It has no effect on the immortal cultivator. If you meet him, you must escape."

Zhou Xue has a good impression of this first tribe member who trusts her. She doesn't want him to be reckless and die tomorrow night.

Fang Wang picked up the sachet and couldn't help asking, "Is the immortal cultivation world divided into the righteous and the evil?"

Zhou Xue glanced at him and hummed softly, "Of course it is divided. That's right, I am a demon cultivator. There are countless people, demons and monsters who died in my hands. Are you afraid?"

Fang Wang said seriously, "I often hear the heroes in the city say that when you are in the world, you can't help yourself. It is definitely more dangerous to cultivate immortals to transcend the secular world. You are reborn and still miss the Fang Mansion. Just based on this point, I am not afraid of you. You will always be a member of the Fang Mansion and my tribe."

This...

Demon cultivator!

Fang Wang felt a little uneasy. After his reminder, he might be the only one who knew Zhou Xue's identity as a reborn person. Would this cause trouble?

Seeing that he was serious, Zhou Xue smiled. She began to look at Fang Wang and found that he had a good appearance, sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and was full of spirit. That's right, after all, his father Fang Yin was a famous handsome man in Nanqiu City.

After a brief thought, Zhou Xue said seriously: "Your martial arts are good, but you can only deal with martial artists. Let me deal with the immortal cultivator. You must not force yourself to stand out."

She had a good impression of Fang Wang, but she also knew the spirit of the young genius. Fang Wang had mastered high-level martial arts at such a young age. In an impulse, he might challenge the immortal cultivator.

Fang Wang thought about it and nodded slowly. After all, the other party was a reborn person, and he must have some means.

He finally heard about the doorway of immortal cultivation, and he didn't want to die before cultivating immortality.

The two chatted for a long time, and Zhou Xue arranged most of it while Fang Wang listened. Zhou Xue needed Fang Wang to help pass on some of her opinions. After all, she was just an adopted daughter and had no say in the Fang Mansion. During this period, Fang Wang tried to seek a way to cultivate immortality, but was severely rejected by her, claiming that the Fang Mansion was at the critical moment of life and death, so how could he think about these meaningless things?

After Zhou Xue left, Fang Wang went to see his father and conveyed some of Zhou Xue's opinions. Fang Yin appreciated Fang Wang's proposal and immediately set off to find Fang Wang's grandfather Fang Meng.

That night, many people in the Fang Mansion had trouble sleeping.

Anyone who heard that their family was going to be exterminated would panic.

Fang Wang was the same. He practiced in the house and accumulated true energy to make himself more confident.