I Can Strengthen Everything

Fang Xing slowly opened his eyes. A dark dragon shadow flashed in his pupils and was gone in an instant.

’Tenth layer!’

’The Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt has finally reached the last layer of the Perfection stage.’

Fang Xing let out a turbid breath and slowly rose to his feet.

He clenched his fists. A heaven-shaking power seemed to surge through his entire body.

To break through a Profound Gate in a single step was nothing less than a fundamental transformation!

’A million jin of Divine Power... this must be the Power of One Dragon!’

Feeling the boundless Divine Power within him, Fang Xing was overcome with the urge to shatter everything.

Divine Power becomes the Dragon!

The Divine Power of a Single Dragon!

The Dragon Qi transformed into force. The Dragon Qi within his body had completely sublimated, achieving Dragon-shaped Strength!

This wasn’t merely a transformation of Dragon Qi, but an ultimate sublimation!

The birth of Dragon Force!

From formless to form!

Normally, one could only form Dragon-shaped Strength upon reaching the Twelfth Layer. However, by absorbing the Essence Power of numerous Divine Beasts, he had achieved this step ahead of schedule—the transformation of Dragon Qi into force!

Mind and Flesh Body—a twofold sublimation!

’Two layers to go... That means when I cultivate the Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt to the Twelfth Layer of Great Perfection, I’ll be even stronger than the one who created this Martial Art.’

In his hands, the same Martial Art could unleash an even more terrifying power.

Even another Martial Artist who had achieved Great Perfection in the twelve-layer Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt couldn’t match his strength.

This advantage didn’t stem from the Martial Art itself, but from the Essence Power of the many Divine Beasts he had absorbed.

This wasn’t limited to just his immense power; his defense was just as formidable!

In the span of just a few days, his power had seen an explosive increase.

With Pure Power alone, he could shatter the True Qi Defense of a True Qi Realm Great Perfection cultivator with a single punch.

He wouldn’t fear even a Martial Artist who had cultivated a Top Level Horizontal Refining Divine Skill.

The sense of security this power gave him made Fang Xing feel incredibly grounded.

Even more so than when he had broken through to the Late Stage of the True Qi Seventh Layer.

Of his two Top Level Divine Skills, the Red Fire Divine Skill was now at complete Perfection, and the Dragon’s Roar Iron Cloth Shirt had only two layers remaining.

This was faster than he had anticipated.

Stepping out of the Training Room, Fang Xing gazed up at the blazing sun.

In the time it took to enter and exit, two world-altering changes had occurred.

This Star Promotion had once again enhanced his Comprehension.

A prodigy for the ages—this meant his speed of Cultivating Martial Arts would also be faster.

And his grasp of them would be far more profound.

’I still have a lot of time... I should go back and visit. I ought to at least check in on them.’

Fang Xing returned to the present. With his Cultivation and Divine Skills reaching a peak, he had no other urgent matters to attend to for the time being.

He found himself missing some familiar faces from his past.

His mind made up, Fang Xing prepared for the journey home.

After all, he still had plenty of time left on his leave.

If he went back for a visit now, who knew when he’d have the chance to return again.

After packing a few things, Fang Xing changed into a set of dark Brocade Clothing and headed out.

He first made a trip to the Observatory to exchange for some Elixirs.

While these Elixirs were of no use to him, they would make perfect gifts.

At the same time, Fang Xing also informed Hong Miaojin of his plans.

Hong Miaojin had no objection to Fang Xing’s desire to visit Jiang Province. She merely warned him that quite a few people were already trying to find him for a challenge, but that was all.

Fang Xing wasn’t concerned by this news. Perhaps before his Divine Skill had reached its current state, he might have felt some pressure, but now...

Fang’s blade was plenty sharp, too!

After renting a top-grade Exotic Horse, Fang Xing rode out of the city.

...

「A few days passed in a flash.」

On a public road in Jiang Province, just outside Qingshan County, Fang Xing gazed at the familiar town walls from horseback, a wave of nostalgia washing over him.

Qingshan County was where he had stayed the longest so far, and it was also the hometown of this body’s original owner.

Men are not made of wood and stone; how could he be without feelings?

Looking at Qingshan County before him, Fang Xing was surprised to feel a pang of apprehension that comes with returning home.

Regardless of his power, Qingshan County was his true home in this world.

’I wonder how Xu Le and the others are doing now...’

Fang Xing mused to himself as the Spiritual Steed beneath him trotted elegantly toward the town gate.

Soon, Fang Xing entered Qingshan County Town.

Everything had the same familiar feel.

Since the defeat of the White Lotus Rebel Army, Qingshan County had returned to its former bustling state.

Listening to the shouts and calls of the street vendors, Fang Xing felt an inexplicable sense of peace.

The air was thick with the sights and sounds of the mortal world!

Life in a small town, without so many Demons and Ghosts, was tranquil.

Riding the Spiritual Steed, Fang Xing soon arrived in Tongfang District and stopped at the gate of his small courtyard home.

Pushing open the gate, Fang Xing led the Spiritual Steed into the courtyard.

After tethering the Spiritual Steed to the old scholar tree in the yard, Fang Xing went inside the house.

Having been away for so long, the house was covered in a layer of dust.

Still, he could see the traces of his former life.

It was from this small courtyard that he had started, step by step, down the path of Martial Dao Cultivation.

From local thugs and underworld gangs to the Evil Cults of the Demon Dao and the Demons and Ghosts he faced now!

Though it had only been a little over two years, he had earned every bit of his progress, one step at a time.

After a quick dusting, just as Fang Xing was preparing to head out to the County Yamen, there was a knock at his courtyard gate.

"Hm?"

Hearing the knock, Fang Xing was a little surprised.

A sweep of his mental power revealed an old acquaintance at the gate.

Xu Zhengxiong!

’He’s certainly well-informed!’

Fang Xing chuckled, then walked out of the house and opened the gate.

Xu Zhengxiong stood at the entrance, dressed in Brocade Clothing.

Fang Xing saw through his Cultivation with a single glance.