199: Chapter 199 The Martial Artist's Corpse Burning for Three Hundred Years

Fang Jing kicked up her heels and sprinted, throwing herself straight into Fang Zhuo's arms.

"Transcendent?"

How long had it been? Counting everything carefully, his younger sister had only been cultivating for a little over a year since her Awakening of her Martial Aspect, and she had already become a Transcendent Martial Artist?!

Fang Zhuo was somewhat surprised. He held his sister and spun her around twice, only then satisfying his restless and eccentric sister, who jumped down from him.

"Tell me, how did you become a Transcendent Martial Artist?" Fang Zhuo looked at Fang Jing.

His own Life Level had risen so quickly because he had top-tier cultivation resources paving the way throughout his journey. When he was an Advanced Martial Artist, he had obtained the phoenix essence blood as a reward from his group contract.

During the Transcendent stage, he had an abundance of stone milk crystal.

By the time he reached the Flying Sky level, he even had Universe-grade treasures like the red jellyfish fluid.

Every precious resource had been returned by Shi Wei; while others found it hard to obtain even one, he possessed multiple. Moreover, the two cultivation Divine Abilities granted by his Martial Aspect, 'Purification' and 'Devouring', were also overbearing in their effects.

That was why his progress was so rapid.

According to his grandfather, the Li family was now in decline, and the current family head was only at the Peak Transcendent stage. How could she possibly provide his sister with many resources?

"There is a special cultivation room here, and it's very hot inside... It's like there's a fire roasting the house... Hmm, it's even hotter than a sauna..." Fang Jing was saying.

'Ahem, ahem.' Li Zhiyi, sitting in the main seat, coughed lightly twice. She took the initiative to stand up and walk down, looking at Fang Zhuo as she said, "Fang Zhuo, would it be convenient to step aside and have a chat?"

A private conversation?

What could this Li family head, Li Zhiyi, have to say that she couldn't say in front of his sister and her own niece?

A flash of curiosity crossed Fang Zhuo's mind. He didn't respond immediately but silently observed Li Zhiyi.

"Grandma Zhiyi, why did you interrupt me?" At this moment, Fang Jing wrinkled her nose and glanced at Li Zhiyi with dissatisfaction.

After Fang Zhuo topped the Legendary Group and Peak Group at the Ocean Gathering and became the number one Transcendent Martial Artist of Blue Moon, the people of the Li family had become increasingly close to her.

After the news of the Civilization Assessment was announced, they could now even be said to be doting on her.

"Xiao Jing."

A rare, apologetic smile appeared on Li Zhiyi's cold face as she said, "I'm sorry, Grandma has an important matter to discuss with your brother. Would you and Grandma Li Lan go play outside for a while?"

"Important matter?"

Fang Jing's expression was strange. Seeing Fang Zhuo nod at this moment, she had no choice but to say, "Then... alright. Grandma Zhiyi, please be quick. I still have so much to talk to my brother about."

Li Zhiyi nodded helplessly.

Only then did Fang Jing follow Grandma Li Lan out of the hall.

"Grandma Li Lan, what does Grandma Zhiyi want with my brother?"

Outside the hall, Fang Jing pouted and asked.

"Xiao Jing, you haven't been on the internet lately, so you don't know about the Civilization Assessment. Let me explain it to you briefly..."

Grandma Li Lan finished speaking in a few words.

Fang Jing's eyes widened, "You mean if the Civilization Assessment fails, the Federation will be downgraded to a primary level-one civilization, the strong in the Universe will acquire the seven stars of the Federation, and all of us will become someone else's slaves?"

"Yes."

Grandma Li Lan nodded.

"How can that be? We will fight them!" Fang Jing clenched her fists.

After becoming a Transcendent Martial Artist, she was now filled with heroic spirit, feeling that the martial vow she had made on Feitian Peak was already half completed.

Protecting her big brother... it wasn't without hope!

"Fighting... that's not easy to do. The Federation's Cosmic Martial Artists can only honestly follow the 'Universe Covenant', which shows that we have absolutely no power to resist when facing powerful civilizations in the Universe."

Grandma Li Lan pressed on Fang Jing's forehead and said, "We can only pray that your brother and the other three Flying Sky Geniuses can represent the Federation and win the Civilization Assessment."

"Flying Sky Geniuses?"

Fang Jing realized belatedly, "Grandma Li Lan, do you mean my brother has already become a Flying Sky Martial Artist?"

"Yes."

"Your brother's talent is extraordinary. As early as half a year ago, when the Civilization Assessment was announced by the Cosmic Martial Artists, he had already become a level 59 Flying Sky Martial Artist. He even fought against Dalton Red of the Future Group, a Peak Flying Sky combatant, and the opponent couldn't do anything to your brother."

Grandma Li Lan sighed with emotion, "It is precisely because of Geniuses like your brother and the others that everyone still holds hope for the future of the Federation."

"Level 59 Flying Sky Martial Artist..."

Fang Jing exclaimed. The excitement of having just broken through and become a Transcendent Martial Artist vanished by more than half.

How did her big brother reach level 59?

She had originally thought she had closed the distance with her big brother and that they were both Transcendent Martial Artists! She sighed, her waist slumped and her back arched, her shoulders sinking down, just like a deflated ball.

After a good while, Fang Jing's eyes brightened again, and she looked at Grandma Li Lan:

"So, Grandma Zhiyi is looking for my big brother because of the Civilization Assessment?"

"That's right." Grandma Li Lan asked carefully, "Xiao Jing, if the Civilization Assessment fails, the Federation's higher-ups intend to take a group of people to leave Blue Moon and head to the Universe."

"And your brother possesses some quotas to take people away. Grandma wants you to help bring someone along. Are you willing to ask your brother?"

"I can beg my big brother to take you along, Grandma Li Lan." Fang Jing spoke without hesitation.

She was simple-minded, but she wasn't stupid. She knew even without thinking deeply that if it really came to that point, a quota to leave the Federation would be extremely precious.

But for over a year, Grandma Li Lan had guided her in cultivation, and having been together day and night, Fang Jing had already come to view Grandma Li Lan as a mentor and family.

"No, I mean to take someone else from the Li family, not me."

"No, I can only take you, Grandma Li Lan."

Fang Jing shook her head firmly. After hesitating for a moment, she added weakly, "At most, I can also take Grandma Zhiyi, but I have to ask my big brother after I see him."

"You..."

Grandma Li Lan was both disappointed and gratified.

...

In the main hall of the Li family.

"Family Head Li, what is it you want with me? Can you speak now?"

Fang Zhuo looked at Li Zhiyi, who had closed the door.

This Li family head, judging by his grandfather's generation, was likely already a hundred years old. Of course, for a Transcendent Martial Artist, that was still middle age.

Li Zhiyi was wearing a cyan training uniform with a golden crow embroidered on the cuffs. As she turned to walk toward Fang Zhuo, her voluptuous figure swayed.

She gave people a feeling of being alluring but not seductive.

Li Zhiyi narrowed her phoenix eyes and said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I want to discuss a transaction with you."

A transaction?

Could it be that this Li family head, who had asked his grandfather to request this meeting, wasn't doing it to beg for a quota in the Seed Plan for the Li family?

Fang Zhuo muttered in his heart. If it were for this quota, he didn't think Li Zhiyi, a Peak Transcendent Martial Artist, could bring out any equivalent bargaining chip to negotiate a transaction.

"What kind of transaction?"

Fang Zhuo asked, looking straight ahead.

"If the Civilization Assessment fails, the Cosmic Martial Artists surely have a backup plan, right? At the very least, to leave some hope for the Federation to regain its freedom, they will take people away?"

Li Zhiyi narrowed her phoenix eyes, staring straight at Fang Zhuo, as if wanting to get a definite answer from the fluctuation in Fang Zhuo's eyes.

"Family Head Li, just say what you have to say. Some things are not for you to know."

Fang Zhuo said indifferently, not caring that the truth might hurt.

He didn't deny it... so that meant it existed.

Li Zhiyi didn't feel that Fang Zhuo's words were offensive. She had been floating in the martial arts society for nearly a hundred years, and the concept that the strong are supreme had long been ingrained in her bones.

Fang Zhuo, at the Peak Flying Sky, indeed had the qualifications to say this.

"Many years ago, after an ancestor of my Li family died, their corpse spontaneously combusted. The flames were exceptionally fierce, and even after 300 years, they are still burning."

Li Zhiyi spoke indifferently with a meaningful smile on her face. Before she had even finished speaking, she saw Fang Zhuo's pupils suddenly constrict.

As expected... even for a Genius like Fang Zhuo, a seed of civilization, the Federation's Cosmic Martial Artists hadn't yet passed on the cultivation method for advancing to a Cosmic Martial Artist to him?