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In Fang Li's opinion, this girl was a person from ten thousand years ago, and her cultivation must have been shocking to the extreme. If she seriously gave him some pointers and taught him one or two powerful martial arts, would the current crisis of the Yuan Lu and Fang family still be considered dangerous?

"On the path of martial arts, if others can't help you, you will reach the heavens in one leap. You don't have to do anything but think." The azure-dressed girl knew how anxious Fang Li was and also knew what he wanted. However, no matter how powerful the martial arts was, without a strong physical body and profound inner force to support it, it was impossible to bring it out.

"Got it." He also knew that with his current strength as a Level 1 Warrior, even if he had some heaven-defying martial skill, he would still be able to go against the heavens. Fang Li sighed to himself, he knew that with his current strength as a Level 1 warrior, even if he had some heaven defying martial skill, he would still be able to go against the heavens.

In the fourth year of the war, Fang Li broke through to the Second Order. Perhaps his urgent mood had become Fang Li's strongest motivation. The time required to raise the Purple Profound Scripture by one stage would be more than two times the time needed to raise one stage earlier.

This was also the reason why the azure-dressed woman said that if Fang Lin Tao was really a Sixth Martial Stage practitioner who cultivated the Purple Profound Scripture, then he would definitely be an extraordinary individual.

With the cultivation method of the Purple Profound Scripture, it had taken Fang Li two years to advance from an ordinary person to a First Martial Stage. Even in the eyes of the azure-dressed woman, this amount of time was not slow, and with this speed, it would take Fang Li a hundred years to advance to the Sixth Martial Stage. On the other hand, Fang Lintao was only slightly over thirty years old. Therefore, if Fang Lin Tao was really a Sixth Martial Disciple who had trained in the Purple Profound Gold, he would definitely not be an ordinary mortal.

However, it had only taken Fang Li two years to advance from an ordinary person to a First Martial Stage practitioner, and it had also only taken him two years to advance to a Second Martial Stage.

Back then, the Purple Profound Scripture was one of the top three cultivation techniques. Therefore, many people had focused on studying it. After countless years of verification, there were almost no differences between them. However, now that Fang Li had broken this record, it was no wonder that the azure-dressed woman was surprised.

It was not until Fang Li had used the same amount of time to advance to a Second Martial Stage practitioner that the azure-dressed woman started to believe that Fang Lin was a Sixth Martial Stage practitioner who cultivated the Purple Profound Scripture.

The azure-robed woman did not believe that someone could use such a short period of time to cultivate the Purple Profound Scripture to the sixth level. Forget about this mortal world, even the world where geniuses had appeared one after the other and had endless resources to support their disciples in their cultivation, no one had used more than thirty years to cultivate to the sixth level of the Purple Profound Scripture.

Yet now, after personally seeing Fang Li break the routine and thinking about Fang Lin Tao with her own eyes, the green-clad girl was astonished. A question appeared in her heart. Could it be that it was from the clan that left behind?

The moment this thought appeared, it was immediately dispelled. If it was that clan, how could they have appeared in the mortal world?

When Fang Li heard the green-clad girl's affirmation of his own cultivation speed, he was not too happy.

His father had gone missing for a year, but there had been no news at all. But now, there was no news at all, which meant that his father hadn't died.

With his father being a Sixth Level Warrior, if he really died, how could he hide from the eyes of the entire world? Moreover, if someone really killed his father, then no matter it was because of the battle, or because of personal grudges, he wouldn't hide it from anyone. If the people from the enemy kingdom were to announce Fang Lin Tao's death, it would undoubtedly be the greatest blow to the Yuan Lu Kingdom. If it was a personal grudge, then there was no need to hide anything after killing the strongest member of the Fang family.

Currently, it had been a year since there had been any news of Fang Lintao. It could only mean that although Fang Lintao had not died, he had not been able to live a life of ease. Otherwise, how could his father let his old grandfather struggle to survive, how could he not contact his mother and himself?

Although he was sure that nothing had happened to his father, and he just couldn't get away for the time being, this was still his one-sided wish. A year after his father's disappearance, the discussions among the people did not die down. Instead, they became even more wild in their speculations. There were even more versions.

These opinions, along with the leading role of the court's Chinese officials and scholars, had gradually spread far and wide.

Fang Lintao's heroic image was gradually destroyed by an undercurrent.

Were it not for the fact that the Emperor Wan Shan had always sided with the Fang Clan, or that the army general who protected the Yuan Lu Kingdom was still the old marshal of the Fang Clan, the rumored version of Fang Lintao's betrayal would be much worse off.

For Fang Li, who could not be considered a child anymore, his expression was rather calm when it came to all these experiences in his two lifetimes.

In the previous world, Fang Lizhu had seen too many blind men, and he had never hated them. But now, he realized that these people were just pitiful people who were being used like guns.

However, Fang Li had long since decided not to forgive those who had secretly added fuel to the fire.

These people only cared about their own rights and interests and used this matter to suppress the path of martial arts in an attempt to increase their own status and power. How could Fang Li forgive such a selfish and greedy person?

Fears about the father never lessened as the time of the father's disappearance increased. In his memory, Fang Lin Tao had always given Fang Li the feeling of being majestic and tall, as if there was nothing that could not be done. However, Fang Lintao had disappeared for a year. As the son of a human, how could he not be worried?

During this year, other than diligently cultivating the Purple Profound Scripture, Fang Li was especially attentive to his mother's company. Only when his mother's face gradually became thinner did Fang Li's eyes have a tinge of light in them, causing him to feel heartache.

All of this, along with the pressure that came from the evolution, made Fang Li especially hardworking in his cultivation.

Fang Li would often have to endure endless loneliness when it came to cultivating his cultivation technique. Fang Li had never revealed the slightest hint of unhappiness at all.

His grandfather was at the front lines of the war. His father was missing, the Yuan Lu country was on the verge of collapse, and the pressure of public opinion was already at the age of eighteen. He was about to learn how to bear some responsibilities.

For one year, the northern and southern sides of the Yuan Lu country retreated. He had already lost a third of his land area.

None of this was due to Fang Chen's incompetence. If it wasn't for Fang Chen, then the Yuan Lu country would have already ceased to exist after a year had passed.

Now, the total military strength of the Yuan Lu Kingdom was eleven million. Six million elite soldiers and five million inexperienced recruits.

The Light Snow Kingdom alone had an army of ten million. As for the Brightshore Kingdom, they originally had six million elite troops. However, with the support of the special spells of the Shaman Sect of the Brightshore Kingdom, they could turn their enemies into blood slaves after killing them. However, this kind of magic could damage the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred times. Six million elite soldiers was now less than three million.

Most people would be affected by magic and after a few months, their bodies would run out of fuel. These six million elite soldiers would most likely not survive in the future. However, these three million magic-enhanced elite soldiers had now exchanged for millions of blood slaves. These ten million blood slaves were mostly ordinary citizens of the Yuan Lu Kingdom.

The ten million blood slaves that were exchanged with three million elite soldiers was the best ending that Fang Chen could get after operating at full power.

If it were not for the fact that they had never allowed the enemy's forces to break through their defense lines, how could the number of blood slaves, which had been reinforced by spells, be in the tens of millions after entering a few large cities and being easily massacred?