I Can Strengthen Everything

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A starlit night.

In Cang Province, within a dilapidated temple on a barren mountain, a bonfire crackled. Fang Xing sat cross-legged beside it.

He had fled for over a thousand li in one go before finally stopping.

"Hooo—"

His eyes opened, and Fang Xing slowly let out a long breath.

’Innate Celestial Gang Qi is truly powerful. If my True Qi and Flesh Body weren’t strong enough, I’m afraid I would have been left with fatal hidden injuries...’

His aura returned to its peak as Fang Xing felt every part of his body.

Though the exchange was brief, he had still been injured by the Innate Celestial Gang Qi.

Thankfully, he had cleared it out in time. Otherwise, if it had been left to accumulate inside him, it would have been a ticking time bomb.

This time, he had gained a clear understanding of just how powerful Innate Celestial Gang Qi was.

But he wasn’t discouraged.

To be able to contend with it, even briefly, at the True Qi Seventh Layer of Cultivation was already beyond what most people could imagine.

He hadn’t even cultivated the True Qi Realm to Perfection yet. The gap between them was a massive chasm.

Relying on his Full Level Red Fire Divine Skill to briefly bridge that gap was already an incredible feat.

There was nothing to be done about the disparity in their Cultivation.

He could only improve himself as much as possible. He couldn’t win now, but in the future, he would crush Xu Ye under his heel a hundred times over.

He would personally settle this score!

"Hm?"

Just as Fang Xing was about to resume his Cultivation, he abruptly looked outside the temple.

A powerful perception from his Power of Mental.

A figure entered his line of sight.

A young monk dressed in black robes.

In his hand, he held a gold zen staff.

For a monk to appear on a barren mountain in the middle of the night... the situation was truly bizarre.

Fang Xing’s gaze swept over the black-robed monk as he walked to the temple entrance.

[A Top Grade Spiritual Treasure, Buddha Nature Zen Staff. Contains a powerful Buddhist aura. Requires 5,000,000 points to enhance.]

’A Top Grade Spiritual Treasure!’

Fang Xing’s gaze sharpened as he stared at the gold zen staff in the black-robed monk’s hand.

’To be wielding a Top Grade Spiritual Treasure... this monk is very strong!’

’The Buddhist Sect...’

’Could it be that this monk is from the Celestial Dragon Temple?!’

Fang Xing quickly sifted through his memories. Among the Great Jing Martial Dao Upper Sects, the only Buddhist Upper Sect was the Celestial Dragon Temple!

It could be said to be the leader of all Buddhists in the Great Jing.

It was said to have one hundred thousand Buddhist Disciples!

Its foundation was extraordinarily deep.

Moreover, the aura this black-robed monk gave off felt even more dangerous than Xu Ye’s.

He was certain this black-robed monk had a Cultivation of at least the True Gang Realm, but he couldn’t sense the specific stage.

"Amitabha. Benefactor, the hour is late. I wonder if this humble monk might be able to stay the night?"

The black-robed monk looked at Fang Xing, performing a Buddhist ritual with his hands and asking with a smile.

"Master, please, be my guest."

Fang Xing spoke, his face as tranquil as an ancient well, but his heart was on high alert.

One can’t be too careful, especially when this monk was such a powerful expert.

He wasn’t sure if the monk was from the Celestial Dragon Temple, but the man’s personal strength made him extremely wary.

"Thank you, Benefactor."

The black-robed monk smiled, then stepped forward, set down his staff, and sat opposite him.

In the firelight, the black-robed monk looked at Fang Xing, his gaze seeming to pierce right through him.

Fang Xing furrowed his brow and looked at the black-robed monk. "Master, why are you staring at me?"

"Benefactor’s battle today was truly magnificent," the black-robed monk said.

Hearing this, Fang Xing’s heart trembled. He looked at the black-robed monk, his wariness instantly soaring to its absolute peak.

’The battle!’

’That means this monk saw my fight with Xu Ye, and I didn’t even sense him with my Mental Power.’

"Who are you, Master?" Fang Xing asked, looking at the black-robed monk.

"This humble monk’s dharma name is Fa Hai."

The black-robed monk stated the dharma name with a placid expression.

’Fa Hai!’

Hearing this name, Fang Xing’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a storm raged in his heart.

’Hidden Dragon List, fiftieth place.’

’Fa Hai of the Celestial Dragon Temple!’

’Cultivation at True Gang Great Perfection!’

A stream of information rapidly surfaced in his mind.