novelraw Chapter 325 : Asking the Sword
Chapter 325 : Asking the Sword
Chapter 325: Asking the Sword
After Gu Fan returned and the great battle with Ying Langtian came to an end, the Brahma God Sect gradually recovered from the uproar and regained its calm.
Aside from occasionally discussing the duel between the two over tea or meals, the heat of the matter slowly faded among the disciples.
Meanwhile, Gu Fan had rummaged through every corner inside and outside of Holy Son Peak. And indeed, Ying Langtian’s collection was far from meager.
The reserves of Yuan Crystals and treasures had far exceeded Gu Fan’s expectations.
Such a stockpile was enough to support a small sect. Who would have thought the Holy Son alone was this wealthy?
Naturally, in the end he unceremoniously claimed most of it for himself, leaving only a small portion behind for the normal operation of Holy Son Peak.
On this day, Gu Fan finally left Holy Son Peak after a long absence. With a single stride, he arrived on Overlord Peak. Looking at the familiar scene, Gu Fan felt a tinge of emotion.
Just then, a doubtful voice called out.
“Junior Brother Gu Fan?”
Gu Fan turned his head, only to see that it was Senior Brother Nanyun.
Immediately, his lips curved into a smile.
“Senior Brother Nanyun, it has been a long time!”
Nanyun’s expression carried joy, but as he was about to speak, he paused. In the end, he clasped his hands toward Gu Fan and said:
“I greet Senior Brother Holy Son.”
Gu Fan’s expression stiffened for a moment, then he felt a sense of ease.
The difference in strength and status was laid bare in that moment.
But he did not force anything. Forcing himself into familiarity would only make others feel uneasy.
In the end, he merely smiled and said:
“I came to see Senior Sister Fang Xue. I’ll trouble Senior Brother Nanyun to inform her.”
Nanyun gave him a complicated look before nodding.
“Holy Son, please wait in the side hall. I will go and inform Senior Sister right away.”
Gu Fan was already familiar with this place, so without needing anyone to guide him, he nodded and quickly made his way to the side hall to wait.
Before long, a streak of white descended into the hall from outside the main temple.
Seeing Fang Xue, Gu Fan smiled.
“Senior Sister Fang Xue.”
Fang Xue, rarely, revealed a faint smile, like a white lotus briefly blooming—radiant and stunning.
“You are now the sect’s Holy Son. There is no need to call me Senior Sister.”
Gu Fan did not insist. He simply nodded and smiled.
“Then I shall call you by your name. If not for you leaving me behind that day, I might not have walked this path so smoothly.”
Fang Xue lightly stepped forward and sat across from Gu Fan. With a graceful wave of her hand, a pot of tea appeared. She poured a cup for Gu Fan and said with a smile:
“Perhaps. I was also considering my own situation. There is no need to thank me for this matter. I simply did not expect your growth to be so fast. In just a year, you completely suppressed and killed Ying Langtian.”
“Ying Langtian brought it upon himself. But in a sense, I should thank him. In the Rift Land, I reaped quite a harvest. It was precisely because of those gains that I was able to return so quickly and kill him.”
Fang Xue did not comment. The two raised their cups and drank together.
At that moment, Gu Fan spoke first.
“I recall you once said that breaking through to the Three Blossoms Realm would require my assistance. Now I see you are already at Half-step Three Blossoms Realm. When do you plan to make the attempt?”
Fang Xue’s hand paused slightly before she pressed her lips together.
“The time has not yet come. I originally thought you would not appear again so soon. I had prepared to forcefully break through to resolve matters with Ying Langtian. But now, there is no hurry. I will consolidate my Yang Spirit Realm thoroughly before attempting the breakthrough.”
Gu Fan nodded and drained his cup.
“Since you have made your judgment, then simply inform me when the time comes. As long as it is something I can help with, I will never refuse.”
Fang Xue nodded.
Seeing Gu Fan rise to leave, Fang Xue hesitated for a moment before speaking.
“There is one more matter you can help me with now.”
“What is it?”
“Help me ask the sword!”
Seeing Gu Fan’s surprised expression, Fang Xue stood up. Behind her, countless sword lights appeared.
“I wish to see the difference between myself and you now.”
Hearing this, Gu Fan smiled lightly. Turning to face her, and upon confirming she was not joking, he directly extended his hand.
“Please, draw your sword!”
The next instant, two streaks of light shot out from Overlord Peak, colliding as they swept across the sect’s skies before heading beyond the sect’s bounds!
This scene caused every disciple to raise their heads and pause in awe.
The disciples on Overlord Peak grew anxious.
They could not understand why Fang Xue and Gu Fan had started fighting.
After all, Gu Fan had killed even the Holy Son. To fight him now seemed reckless!
At this time, Nanyun quickly reassured everyone.
“Senior Sister is most likely sparring with the Holy Son. Do not panic.”
Hearing this, the disciples slowly relaxed.
But since attention had already been drawn, it was inevitable that many disciples followed to spectate.
In the battlefield outside the sect, a figure in white and a figure in black stood opposite each other in midair.
Gu Fan wiped away a trace of blood from his cheek, the wound instantly healing.
“Senior Sister’s strike is not light, is it?”
“In an Asking Sword, I will never hold back. I only seek to be defeated!”
Fang Xue’s expression was cold and indifferent.
Behind her, tens of thousands of sword lights converged like swimming dragons. With a single gesture, they surged toward Gu Fan, blotting out the sky.
At the same time, a longsword of ice crystal appeared in her hand.
With her sword-light dragons, she charged straight at Gu Fan!
“Sword Spirit Crossing!”
Gu Fan’s expression gradually grew solemn. Fang Xue was a sword cultivator.
In his view, the explosive power of a sword cultivator was among the strongest of all cultivators.
He had already experienced this from Lin Yi.
And the feeling Fang Xue gave at this moment was in no way inferior to Ying Langtian!
Countless sword lights, brimming with killing intent, rushed at Gu Fan. Yet Gu Fan remained unshaken.
Above his head, a Taiji circle slowly appeared. From it, countless light screens descended, shielding him from the sword lights’ assault.
Next, the Green Lotus Phantom bloomed wide, instantly amplifying his combat strength!
“Senior Sister, be careful. This punch will not be light!”
A golden phantom of an ancient elephant flashed across Gu Fan’s body. The Domain Suppression of Myriad Phenomena activated naturally!
Against a sword cultivator, one had to respond with an even more violent and direct method to break through!
Boom!!
Gu Fan punched. The earth trembled, space collapsed.
That punch pierced through heaven and earth, its terrifying fist force forming a blazing pillar of light that shot toward Fang Xue!
Under this punch, countless sword lights shattered.
Fang Xue understood—Gu Fan intended to decide victory with this one strike.
A gleam flashed in her eyes.
“Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!”
In the next moment, endless sword lights gathered into a divine sword of radiance thousands of meters long!
With unmatched speed, the sword slashed toward Gu Fan’s fist force!
Boom!
Like two comets colliding, sword intent and fist force burst forth, exploding in midair with dazzling brilliance.
The disciples watching instinctively turned their heads away from the blinding sight.
Only after a long while did the world gradually quiet down.
Everyone saw that the two in the sky stood as if they had never moved, each occupying one side.
“Who won? Why does it feel like a draw?”
“Impossible. Senior Sister Fang Xue is most likely no match for the Holy Son…”
“Wait, let’s see. I think the outcome has already been decided…”
Just then, Fang Xue lightly coughed, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
Gu Fan’s expression remained calm, without the slightest ripple.
“Senior Sister, you let me win.”