Paradise of Demonic Gods

Another girl took the button and said, “This is golden, but it can’t possibly be made out of gold, right? With this size and such workmanship for the carving... If it’s really made of gold, it would be worth at least three to five gold coins.”

“That can’t be possible. Who would be so foolish as to use gold to make buttons for clothes?”

“That’s right. Buttons are subjected to friction everyday. Additionally, they drop easily. Isn’t it foolish to use gold to make them?”

Hearing that it was worth three to five gold coins, the girls at the side all started to gather, chattering. It was a huge amount which would take them five to six years before they could save that much.

Diana frowned slightly as she took the button. “Alright, alright, stop it. We still need to run a business here.” However, at the same time, she started to feel curious. Was this button really made of gold?

To use gold to make buttons for clothes... This was far too extravagant.

Just then, a middle-aged lady walked into the shop. “What are you all talking about? What’s this about a button made of gold?”

“Mother, why have you come again?!” Diana shouted.

“Isn’t it all for your sake? Do you really want to spend the rest of your life here grilling meat?”

“I think it’s quite good to be running an eatery.”

The middle-aged lady shook her head helplessly and took the button, saying, “This is made of gold? A man gave it to you? Diana, let me tell you, don’t get swindled by those ruffians. How can there possibly be buttons made of gold? That Louis is someone who has reached the pinnacle among Knights, yet he isn’t this extravagant.”

“Mother, I know. You should go back first. I still have to run my business.”

Diana’s mother tried very hard to persuade her, “Sigh, what’s so good about running this business? I think that Louis is quite a nice guy. And he has invited you to attend his birthday party today. Why didn’t you attend it?”

“Mother, Louis and I are just good friends. I don’t harbor those kinds of feelings for him.”

“You’re really...” As Diana’s mother said that, she kept the golden button, planning to get someone to appraise it in case her daughter was getting swindled by a scoundrel.

On the other hand, Fang Xingjian very quickly forgot about this incident. After having his fill, his mood improved, and he quickly went straight back to the Sacred Land for his cultivation.

In the meantime, the compensation of 30,000 gold was entered into his account very quickly, while Daniel and Gus brought the geomagnetic essence as well. However, Fang Xingjian only received the geomagnetic essence, and did not actually meet them. As for the other trifling issues, he of course did not pay them any heed either.

If he was required to handle every single thing, what need would he have for Ferdinand, Robert, Anthony, and Zhou Xingwen?

His mind was already focused on the second level of the mystical prints.

As before, he boiled the ingredients together and then drew the mystical prints on his body.

Eight hours passed by very quickly, and layers of prints extended from his arms to his shoulders. They were like countless unknown words, exuding a faint fluorescent light.

At the next moment, the fluorescent light disappeared, and Fang Xingjian’s mystical prints entered the second level. He inhaled slightly and discovered that the efficiency of the exchange of information and energy through the ether particles had once again increased.

‘The first level of the mystical prints has the effect of increasing the efficiency rate to be twice as high, while the second level increases it by three times... Judging from this, does it mean that the tenth level would increase the efficiency rate by eleven times?’

Fang Xingjian was astonished when he sensed that his physical body continued to have exchanges with the external ether particles. His ether synchronization rate was also increasing rapidly at an overwhelming rate.

He reckoned that before the end of the month, his ether synchronization rate would be able break through to 50%, allowing him to reach the second transition and level 24.

‘These mystical prints are so amazing... They can even make a piece of trash into a genius! Then...’

Fang Xingjian’s eyes turned a little, and he could not help but think, ‘The Second Prince has had his hands on the mystical prints for the past 17 years. With his status and wealth, it’s impossible for him to not have cultivated the mystical prints. Could it be possible that he’s already reached the tenth level?

‘With that efficiency, what cultivation level has he reached? Is it really as he has displayed, that his cultivation is a far cry from that of the First Prince?’

Sensing the improvements the mystical prints brought to his aptitudes, Fang Xingjian suddenly felt that the Second Prince’s true abilities were definitely not as simple as they seemed.

However, he would not find out anything just by thinking about it. In the meantime, he had already learned the Prodigious Demolition Sword. For long-distance attacks, he could use the Zenith Light Sword Formation, whereas for close-range attacks, he had the Prodigious Demolition Sword. Lastly, for mid-range attacks, he could use the Ether Sword Ripples as support. He had perfected his strategy in using his sword techniques.

From then onward, Fang Xingjian planned on further polishing them as much as possible. He would continue to attempt synthesizing techniques into the Zenith Light Sword Formation, the Prodigious Demolition Sword, and the Ether Sword Ripples.

He wanted to continue increasing the mastery of his sword arts.

For that, he would need even more sword techniques.

As for the tempering of his attributes, as well as the improvement of his Waves and mental cultivation method, Fang Xingjian’s physical body would cultivate them for 24 hours a day. He did not need to put in any additional effort for these.

Just then, a strong pang of hunger came from his consciousness. It was the trembling of the Heaven’s Volition Sword Intent.

‘Are you hungry again?’ Fang Xingjian frowned slightly as he sent over a small portion of the information for the Prodigious Demolition Sword.

‘As expected, regardless of whether it’s for the progress of my sword arts mastery or for the Heaven’s Volition Sword Intent, I’ll need to look for even more sword techniques.’

Therefore, an hour later, Fang Xingjian entered the library and started browsing around for the area with the sword art Killing techniques. However, he did not flip through any of the books. He just stood before the bookshelves and used his Heaven’s Perception to scan through the secret manuals.

By using this method, his efficiency was fantastic. Moreover, he had already reached a state where he would not forget the things he had seen before. All the contents his Heaven’s Perception scanned were all clearly inscribed into his brain. It was as if he had moved all the contents with regard to Killing sword techniques from the library into his brain within just a short amount of time.

Just like that, Fang Xingjian stood before each row of bookshelves for a few hours, stuffing all the secret manuals into his brain.

He intended to memorize first and then return to the Sacred Land to filter through and select the Killing techniques which were suitable for the Zenith Light Sword Formation, the Ether Sword Ripples, and the Prodigious Demolition Sword respectively. Then he would synthesize them to increase the prowess of these three sets of sword techniques.

Just then, as he was scanning through the sword techniques, a cough rang out from behind him.

Fang Xingjian did not have to turn his head to look. He could see through the light waves that Anderson was standing 20 meters behind him with a provoking look, watching him excitedly.

Ever since Anderson had gotten third place in the Regional Selection, he had restrained himself and focused on his cultivation, hoping to be able to defeat Hoult and Fang Xingjian.

He had kept himself in seclusion for a consecutive period of over two months and had finally emerged today. The moment he emerged, he had looked around for Fang Xingjian, and upon hearing that someone had seen Fang Xingjian in the library, Anderson quickly went over.

Right now, Anderson had completed his second transition, moving from the Shadow Death God to become a one of the most powerful second transition jobs—Shadow of Death.

After completing his second transition, Andrew had continuously kept himself in seclusion, only emerging from it after he had advanced one level. This was all to make sure that he could secure his win against Fang Xingjian.

A series of shadows emerged from within his body like falling leaves. Very quickly, they surged out over the ground and bookshelves, seeming to submerge a large area into darkness.

Anderson smiled and said, “This is Shadow of Death’s Shadow Domain. These shadows are all alive, and even your light wouldn’t be able to affect them.”

However, Fang Xingjian did not turn around. Instead, he continued to scan the secret Killing technique manuals on the bookshelves.