806: Are you ready for my wrath?

Fang Xiu received Fang Shengtian's summons and immediately sent down a wisp of his Dao thought.

He surveyed heaven and earth, observed the past and future, and when he clearly saw the current state of the Fang Family, Fang Xiu was enraged. In his fury, he lashed out, then fell into a deep silence.

He had anticipated everything, but he truly hadn't expected Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun to use the Fang Family's Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir as an opportunity to wage a battle for their direct disciples.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Old Ancestor!"

The Fang Family members immediately prostrated themselves, worshipping devoutly, their expressions fervent and pious, as if believers adoring a deity.

As long as the Old Ancestor returned, all difficulties would be resolved.

"You should have called me sooner."

Fang Xiu's gaze was somber, and he spoke coldly.

Fang Shengtian's breathing hitched, and he lowered his head in guilt.

He naturally knew that calling Fang Xiu back early would be entirely beneficial.

However, calling Fang Xiu back to take charge of the overall situation wouldn't that imply that he, the family head, was incompetent?

Moreover, if Fang Jixuan needed the Old Ancestor's help to break the deadlock, wouldn't that mean Fang Jixuan was also useless and unworthy of being the Fang Family's Kirinko (Qilin Son)?

If the Old Ancestor were disappointed in Fang Jixuan, it would be a losing proposition.

But he truly hadn't expected Fang Jixuan to be so useless; even after giving him ten Saint Fruits to refine, he couldn't break through to the Saint realm.

One must know, they had already agreed that as long as Fang Jixuan broke through to the Saint realm, the other competitors would have to lose, ensuring Fang Jixuan's victory.

Once Fang Jixuan became the Divine Son, the overall situation would be settled.

Holding onto this thought, Fang Shengtian kept delaying.

Yet, ten Saint Fruits, even if given to a pig, would enable the pig to break through to the Saint realm, but Fang Jixuan simply couldn't.

He even grandiosely claimed he was honing his peerless Dao foundation.

This truly shocked him.

Fang Shengtian dared not delay any longer.

"Rumble!"

The Myriad Saints Dao Province suddenly saw a drastic change in weather, with thunderclouds gathering.

"Someone is about to break through to the Saint realm..."

Everyone immediately sent out a wisp of their Dao thought, crossing space and time, to investigate.

Within a majestic mountain, the innate spiritual energy was so dense it was almost liquefying.

Fang Jixuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he frantically consumed Dao pills, his expression resolute and frenzied, showing a ruthless determination to succeed or die trying.

Seeing the family Old Ancestors fall one by one, and the Myriad Saints Dao Province suffer, Fang Jixuan was filled with rage and his heart was torn, desperately craving power.

As long as he broke through to the Saint realm, he could turn the tide, reverse the situation, ascend to the position of Divine Son, and then settle accounts with Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun.

He swore that he, Fang Jixuan, would be irreconcilably hostile with Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun in this life.

And those Saints and Heavenly Beings who had committed countless blood debts in the Myriad Saints Dao Province, he would not let a single one go.

Blood debts must be paid in blood!!!

However... Fang Jixuan had continuously refined ten Saint Fruits, and he clearly felt one foot had already stepped into the Saint realm, but the other foot, no matter what, could not cross over.

He always felt something was missing.

He was just one opportunity, one moment of enlightenment, away from breaking through.

The more anxious Fang Jixuan became, the more chaotic his mind grew, making it impossible to concentrate on comprehending the Great Dao. If this continued, let alone breaking through, it would be good if he didn't develop inner demons.

But he simply couldn't adjust his mindset.

The survival of his family rested on his shoulders alone; he couldn't help but be anxious.

Watching the family Old Ancestors fall one after another, Fang Jixuan couldn't wait any longer.

He couldn't care less about anything else; today, he had to break through.

Fang Jixuan frantically consumed Dao pills, and violent energy raged within his body, tearing his meridians.

He was like a powder keg, ready to explode at any moment.

Fang Jixuan continued to consume, fully operating his cultivation technique, impacting the bottleneck.

Just as he was losing control of the medicinal power within his body, at the brink of life and death, a flash of inspiration struck Fang Jixuan's mind. He comprehended the Saint realm bottleneck, and Fang Jixuan was overjoyed, charging forward with all his might.

With a bang, Fang Jixuan stepped into the Saint realm. The medicinal power within his body seemed to find an outlet, surging in frantically and being refined by him into streams of magical power.

"How strange!"

Xing Rong's eyes glowed with divine light, and upon seeing Fang Jixuan's method of breakthrough, he couldn't help but feel utterly astonished.

It is well known that breaking through to the Saint realm relies entirely on comprehension; without it, even consuming elixirs for a lifetime would only keep one in the same domain, unable to step into a brand new heaven and earth.

Yet Fang Jixuan had broken this rule, which was truly too strange.

Xing Rong couldn't understand the reason behind it.

"Rumble!"

The tribulation lightning transformed into a towering pillar of thunder, striking down fiercely and blasting Fang Jixuan until he was charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Fang Jixuan's eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit. He unleashed his magical treasures and cleverly battled the lightning tribulation, bringing out one trump card after another, narrowly passing the heavenly tribulation.

"Finally, I've broken through to the Saint realm..."

Fang Jixuan roared to the sky, his eyes cold and indifferent. He looked in Mo Ziyun's direction and said, word by word, "My dear Senior Sister, you've killed so many of my Fang Family members. Are you ready to face my wrath?"

High in the sky, a wisp of Mo Ziyun's Dao thought heard these words, paused for a moment, then smiled.

Taking a step, she appeared before him, a smile on Mo Ziyun's face, though her eyes held no trace of amusement.

"How do you want me to welcome your wrath?"

A terrifying oppressive sensation washed over him, making Fang Jixuan's breathing hitch.

"So strong..." Just a wisp of her Dao thought made him feel immense pressure; he probably wasn't Mo Ziyun's match.

However, what did that matter?

If strength wasn't enough, magical treasures would make up for it.

"Blood debts must be paid in blood!" Fang Jixuan's eyes were cold, and he spoke word by word.

"Hahaha, good, good, good!"

Mo Ziyun laughed heartily, and her Dao thought vanished from its original spot.

A sense of crisis immediately arose in Fang Jixuan's heart. After more than a year of interaction, he knew all too well how strong and sinister Mo Ziyun was.

He had just broken through to the Saint realm and couldn't engage Mo Ziyun in battle for now.

However, Mo Ziyun definitely wouldn't give him a chance to develop slowly.

Next time, it might be Mo Ziyun's true body.

He had to end this Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir battle as quickly as possible and stabilize the situation in the Myriad Saints Dao Province.

Fang Jixuan's thoughts raced, and he quickly came up with a good plan that would kill two birds with one stone: using others to kill.

Let Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun fight like dogs, while he reaped the benefits from the sidelines. First, defeat the Fang Family's direct descendant and ascend to the position of Divine Son, then seek revenge on Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun.

With this thought, Fang Jixuan flew in one direction and found Shu Yue.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, on breaking through to the Great Dao of Saints."

Shu Yue was a little surprised, not understanding why Fang Jixuan had come to find her.

She discreetly used a secret art to check Fang Jixuan's strength, a smile appeared on her face, and she offered her congratulations.

"I can't compare to Senior Sister," Fang Jixuan said indifferently.

He looked at the beautiful and ethereal Shu Yue, dressed in a pure white gown, as if she were a celestial immortal untouched by a speck of dust.

Her smile bloomed like an immortal flower, exquisitely beautiful.

Her gentle, smiling eyes made one involuntarily fall into them.

Fang Jixuan felt a little dazed. If... they hadn't fought fiercely over the qualification of direct disciple, Shu Yue might have been a very good Senior Sister.

But there was no 'if'.

Although Shu Yue had always been polite to him, like a warm older sister, beneath her gentle and beautiful exterior, she also had a ruthless heart.

The number of people she killed was no less than Mo Ziyun's, perhaps even more.

Having killed so many of his Fang Family members, he was destined to be irreconcilably hostile with Shu Yue in this life.

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