Carefree Path of Dreams

At the same time as Fang Yuan had sealed his six senses to inspect himself and circulate the Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art…

In his dantian, the sea of origin power boiled. The rune inside seemed to sense something and wanted to stir up trouble.

Of course, with the origin power seal, this rune would not be able to do anything as long as Fang Yuan was unwilling.

This feeling… is a little weird.

Fang Yuan, however, changed his expression and released the restriction.

Rumble!

The black rune shone its brilliance, and for the first time, it spit out energy instead of absorbing it.

This energy revolved in Fang Yuan’s body quickly, breaking through five barriers and six acupoints before revolving in a small circulation. In the end, it hid in his dantian and transformed into a translucent True Qi.

“This is Six Extremes True Qi, the first small realm of the Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art. Just like that?”

Fang Yuan was astonished and looked at his stats window:

“Name: Fang Yuan (Nangong Wuwang)

Essence: 0.7

Spirit: 1.0

Magic: 0.5

Cultivation: Negligible

Technique: Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art

Specialization: Botany [Level Six] (Maximum), Fiery Golden Eyes [Level 3], Body of Origin Power”

“Since it appeared under technique, it means that it can be raised using proficiency…”

Fang Yuan fell silent after seeing this.

The basics of the Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art was still about commandeering armaments!

After training the Six Extremes True Qi successfully, it could only bully the True Qi of black and yellow-grades during fights, besides wasting resources recklessly.

Its true function was still to foster the Divine Armament.

“Moreover… the higher the armament grade at the beginning, the better. The more affinity it has with the host, the better as well… Only then can there be a virtuous cycle where the person’s Qi will train the armament and vice versa. And eventually, they would receive the feedback of the Divine Armament’s Qi and have their cultivation progress at a tremendous pace.”

The Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art had three realms.

The first level was the Six Extremes realm, forming the Six Extremes True Qi and then finding a suitable Divine Armament.

In reality, how difficult was it to find a truly fitting Divine Armament? Some martial artists were even stuck at this threshold forever.

As for the second level, it was the Imperial Armament realm. It was to develop the Qi of Six Extremes into something powerful before fostering the armament. It was even possible to increase the grade of the armament.

The last level was the Feedback realm, attracting the Qi of the armament into the body to dash pass barriers and cultivate the Martial Dao by leaps and bounds.

“Upon reaching the second stage, the armament can be used to fight, directing it with ease. As for the third level, it can be used at will, even automatically protecting its owner…” Fang Yuan rubbed his chin. “Looks like… I’ll need a Divine Armament first. Maybe I’ll go to the arsenal tomorrow to take a look?

“Wait a minute… Why was the energy that helped me form the Qi of Six Extremes a little similar to the Divine Armament Feedback? Similar but not quite the same… is it related to the rune?”

Even though the martial arts had entered a good state, Fang Yuan still felt many doubts.

…

The next day.

In the faint morning light, Fang Yuan woke up early once again, causing his close servant to act as though she had seen a ghost.

Everyone will feel that something is amiss when a wastrel changes overnight… But there’s nothing about Essence Soul possession in this world, and I have all the wastrel’s memory, so I won’t be afraid even if they want to investigate me…

As he was silently thinking, Fang Yuan reached the Divine Armament Mountain Villa’s arsenal.

According to custom, a son should visit and pay respect to his father everyday. However, Nangong Wentian spoiled the wastrel quite a lot and did not bother with such trivial etiquettes.

“When choosing an armament, naturally the higher the grade, the better. The handier it is at the start, the better… Actually, if I really follow the theory of the Armament Commandeering Art, there are martial artists that scoured the entire world but couldn’t find a suitable armament. In the end, they had to find materials and cast one themselves… These were still the lucky ones. The unlucky ones could only die with regrets.”

As the young lord, Fang Yuan called out to open the arsenal and went straight into the pavilion that kept the armaments.

This pavilion was extremely chilly, and there were all kinds of armaments inside.

Among them, swords were most plentiful. There were also many spears and shields. In addition, there were meteor hammers, tonfa, and other weapons.

Fang Yuan walked through slowly and casually picked up a long sword.

This sword was a meter long, the sheath was simple and unadorned, and the sword hilt’s tip hung a tassel. By slightly pressing it, there would be one-foot green spear tip springing out. It was bright, clean, and definitely sharp.

“Nope!” He looked at it, disappointment on his face, and looked toward the next sword.

After a while, Fang Yuan came out of the armament pavilion with a gloomy face. “Such a big armament pavilion, but there’s not one weapon that’s satisfactory… Originally, I thought that the difficulty was exaggerated in the secret manual, but from the looks of it, I’ve underestimated this cultivation technique…

“There being no suitable armament in the arsenal is troublesome. Don’t tell me I have to buy one or even make one myself?”

How difficult was it to find a fitting armament?

If he cast one himself, the assurance would be bigger.

In the heat of the moment, it was a little difficult for Fang Yuan to choose. Suddenly, someone wearing a red skirt charged into his vision. “Little Brother!”

The newcomer was a lady wearing all red. Her dashing eyebrows were long, and she was full of heroic spirit. She embraced Fang Yuan. “What happened these past couple days, and don’t lie to me!”

“I wouldn’t dare lie to you, Third Sister.” Fang Yuan smiled bitterly, rubbing his nose.

Nangong Wentian had three daughters and a son. Among the daughters, the eldest daughter, Nangong Qing, and second daughter, Nangong Xiu, were already married to young men from another commandery. Only the third sister, Nangong Fu, remained at home, and she had the best relationship with her brother, Nangong Wuwang.

“Really?”

Nangong Fu had a red whip on her waist. She had freely practiced martial arts, and her ‘Leaving Human Whip’ was rather well-known in the commanderies nearby. She had entered the seventh-grade and was a famous chivalrous lady. Currently, she had a suspicious look. “When do you not sleep until the sun is all the way up? Moreover, you’d have a headache whenever you see martial arts, but you stayed in the Martial Pavilion the whole day yesterday, and today, you came to the storehouse. Something’s definitely wrong!”

“I’m tired of playing and don’t want to fool around anymore. It’s that simple!” Fang Yuan shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t want to be a wastrel anymore and thought about finding ways to bypass the Body of Hundred Emissions in the arsenal!”

“Little Brother…” Nangong Fu’s eyes reddened. “It’s all right if you can’t learn martial arts. There’s still Father and us sisters!”

She only had two elder sisters, and since this younger brother was born, he had been seen as the favorite. Even the two married sisters often wrote letters to ask about his situation.

If there was a solution in the arsenal, why would we wait until now…

Nangong Fu stroked her brother’s head to comfort him, but felt a little helpless in her heart.

“Right, did you come over just to comfort me, Third Sister?”

Fang Yuan softly escaped from the female demon’s claw, but his manner and tone were exactly the same as that wastrel’s.

Nangong Fu immediately relaxed, only feeling that the distance between them had quickly disappeared, but she was also surprised herself. “… Dad’s waiting for you in his study!”

…

Nangong Wentian looked middle-aged and had a handsome face. Both his brows were graying, and his facial features were elegant. He should have been a rare, good-looking man when he was younger.

He was unreadable when he saw Fang Yuan. “You went to the Martial Pavilion yesterday and also read the manuals?”

He was the master of the entire Divine Armament Mountain Villa, so naturally there would be someone reporting to him what Fang Yuan did yesterday, no matter how big or small.

“Yes, I also read through the Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art,” Fang Yuan said calmly. “I want to practice martial arts!”

“Martial arts… That’s all… Do whatever you want.” Nangong Wentian seemed to be slightly hopeless. “I can find you a few good masters… And also, a month later, your Eldest Sister, Eldest Brother-in-law, Second Sister, and Second Brother-in-law will be coming back to visit.”

“Eldest Sister and Second Sister?” Fang Yuan could not help smiling.

This was the body’s natural reaction. After all, these two ladies used to dote heavily on the wastrel.

However, after he left, Nangong Wentian fell into deep thought, his pupils appearing gloomy. Looking at Wuwang’s state, he’s full of energy and spirit. His dantian seems to be prepared, and he also chose the Six Extremes Armament Commandeering Art. Could this be heaven’s will?

As for the change in character, it’s normal… After the influence of a Divine Armament or Demonic Armament, any martial artist would have some changes…

The villa lord of the Divine Armament Mountain Villa, a second-grade master, had a profound look in his eyes, his thoughts impenetrable.

…

This day was not fated to be peaceful.

Outside Divine Armament Mountain Villa, in a dense forest.

A figure wearing a gray robe appeared. His body moved with the branches, light as a feather.

He silently observed the mountain villa and waited for an unknown amount of time.

Whoosh whoosh!

A roc-like figure rushed over and landed before the gray robe man. “Are you the contact this time? Do you know the rules?”

The gray robe man remained silent and directly showed a token.

This token was bronze, with a ferocious-looking ghost face in a threatening gesture on it. It looked terrifying.

The roc-like messenger knelt immediately after seeing the token. “I didn’t know that Lord came personally. I deserve to die!”

“How’s… Divine Armament Mountain Villa?” This grey robe man’s voice was rough and hoarse, as if he was a traveler in a desert that had not drunk water for a long time.

“They’re peaceful, but Nangong Wuwang seems to have a few thoughts about martial arts recently. In addition, two daughters of Nangong Wentian, Nangong Qing and Nangong Xiu, will be returning home to visit next month!” the mountain villa messenger said calmly, but knew everything about the Divine Armament Mountain Villa like the back of their hands.

However, the grey robe man was unsatisfied and continued to ask, “Most importantly… where is that thing?”

“I don’t know…” The mountain villa messenger was a little uneasy. “Nangong Wentian is cautious, and the existence of that object might not even be known to the wastrel and his three daughters… However, fumbling until now, I’ve finally gained his trust and can guess the general location of the object.”

“Since that’s the case…” The lord holding the bronze ghost token instantly set his determination. “Divine Armament Mountain Villa has no reason to exist. Once his two daughters arrive, we’ll immediately take action and let their whole family reunite in the netherworld!”

After saying this, the token holder’s face revealed a cold smile.

In front of him and the force he represented, any master above the third-grade in the Pugilistic World, as well as the master of any large sect, seemed to turn into weak chickens and sick cats that could be casually slaughtered.

And crucially, this mole in Divine Armament Mountain Villa clearly did not doubt this at all.