"A mortal defeating a cultivator, that's completely unreasonable!"
A servant watching from the side trembled uncontrollably. He had initially intended to call Lin Xuan a good-for-nothing, but after seeing the miserable state of Gao Xianwu on the ground, he immediately changed his tune.
Calling Lin Xuan a good-for-nothing now would be suicidal!
What if Lin Xuan turned his blade on him next? He wouldn't be able to resist at all.
He certainly didn't want to experience the same pain as Gao Xianwu.
"How dare he fight back? How could he defeat Gao Xianwu? This simply couldn't happen!"
One servant refused to believe the reality. If he hadn't twisted his arm to wake himself up, he would have thought he was dreaming.
The surrounding servants felt the same.
Someone who had cultivated for seven or eight years without even reaching the first level of Condensation Pulse directly defeating a cultivator at the second level of Condensation Pulse and causing him such agony – wasn't this something that only happened in dreams?
Just then, Fang Ming's gaze swept over the other servants.
"Now, who else wants the Spirit Yuan Pill?"
Fang Ming took a Spirit Yuan Pill from the original body's private stash.
One Spirit Yuan Pill.
This was originally the very reason the servants had barged in.
Upon seeing the Spirit Yuan Pills, they should have been tempted and rushed forward to snatch them.
They had come for this very purpose.
But now, under Fang Ming's gaze, they dared not move.
No one dared to make a move.
After witnessing Gao Xianwu's miserable state,
None of these servants dared to underestimate Lin Xuan, the young master of the Lin family, the notorious good-for-nothing.
Nor did any of them wish to bully him under these circumstances.
This was power.
This was the power that brought about a shift in status.
Power kept these servants frozen in place.
As servants, they did not receive many cultivation techniques.
Some servants could only obtain cultivation techniques for the first three or first two layers of Condensation Pulse.
Their strength was just barely at the threshold of cultivation, hovering around the first or second layer of Condensation Pulse.
Facing Fang Ming, who could easily defeat Gao Xianwu, they felt they were no match.
If they were to make a move, they would undoubtedly suffer the same fate as Gao Xianwu.
Therefore, these servants remained silent, not daring to respond to Lin Xuan.
At this moment,
The Spirit Yuan Pills were right in front of them,
Yet not a single person dared to come forward and take them.
This formed a stark contrast to how the servants had previously broken down the door and rushed in.
Fang Ming scanned his surroundings, seeing the servants with their heads bowed, but he did not let them off the hook.
"You know what you did to me before."
"Now, how do you wish to die?"
Endless cold light emanated from Fang Ming's eyes.
This light was chillingly cold.
It immediately terrified one of the servants.
Hearing the word "die," his heart filled with dread.
He cried out, "Young Master Lin Xuan, I was wrong. I was foolish, an idiot, a moron, to have bullied you before. Now, please be magnanimous and forgive us, your humble servants."
The speaker was the same servant who had changed his tune earlier. Seeing Gao Xianwu's plight and hearing Lin Xuan's earlier question about how they wished to die,
He was terrified.
But his fear was useless.
If you bully others day in and day out, a simple plea for forgiveness in the end is of no use.
Although Fang Ming was not the original Lin Xuan, he made the same choice at this moment.
"Is it not too late to beg for mercy now?"
Fang Ming uttered these words coldly.
As these words left his mouth,
Some servants immediately got up, intending to flee, to escape from this small room.
The door had already been broken down.
It was even easier for them to leave.
But Fang Ming would not let them go so easily.
"Blade."
Fang Ming uttered this command naturally.
In the sky, another blade of boundless flames appeared.
The blade emitted a dazzling and resplendent radiance,
Illuminating the entire land.
The servants saw the blade's light.
Their strength was even more inferior to Gao Xianwu's.
Before the spiritual blade, they had almost no power to resist, and they fell into a mental illusion.
"Ah!"
The scream of one servant rang out.
Then, the voices of many different servants followed.
They had fallen victim to the Flame Blade.
They were now immersed in pain.
A pain that even hell did not possess.
This was what Fang Ming had inflicted upon them.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you servants are quite well-off, possessing dozens of Spirit Yuan Pills."
After these servants lost their combat ability,
Fang Ming uniformly collected eighteen Spirit Yuan Pills from them.
Some of these Spirit Yuan Pills were snatched from Lin Xuan, while others were their own.
However, all these pills now belonged to Fang Ming.
When defeating monsters and obtaining treasures, when collecting spoils, Fang Ming felt no qualms.
If these people could snatch his Spirit Yuan Pills,
Then he could naturally snatch their Spirit Yuan Pills.
Robbery is a two-way street.
There was no reason why only they could rob, and he could not, right?
This was called double standards.
Fang Ming did not intend to be a hypocrite.
So he snatched all the Spirit Yuan Pills from these servants.
These Spirit Yuan Pills were also useful to Fang Ming.
He intended to use these Spirit Yuan Pills to cultivate the cultivation system of this world once more.
The cultivation system of this world was not considered low.
Fang Ming had integrated cultivation systems from four or five worlds, and in this world, he was only at the Dao Foundation realm.
There were still three realms above him.
Whether it was the Golden Core realm, the Nascent Soul realm, or the Ascension realm, Fang Ming could not currently contend with them.
If he could cultivate to these three realms, his strength would undoubtedly increase significantly.
Moreover—unlike the cultivation world of World One,
Since this world had an Ascension realm, it meant that the Great Kyushu World had higher realms.
Most likely, after cultivating to the Ascension realm, one could ascend to the Immortal Realm.
Fang Ming wondered if this Immortal Realm was a world within a single point of light, or if one entered another point of light from a single point.
Fang Ming pondered this question carefully.
But he soon realized that unless he cultivated to the Ascension realm and truly ascended in this world, he would have no way of finding the answer.
As Fang Ming was thinking,
A servant lying on the ground, enduring intense pain, roared at Fang Ming.
No, it should be said—a threat.
"Lin Xuan! I am Young Master Lin Yao's subordinate. If you dare treat me like this, Young Master Lin Yao will not let you off!"
Lin Yao?
Upon hearing this name, Fang Ming's mind immediately searched Lin Xuan's memories for that person.
Lin Yao was the son of the Lin family's Second Elder. Lin Xuan's father and the Second Elder had a feud, and after Lin Xuan's father perished, this hatred was directly passed down to Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan's precarious position within the family was largely due to the Second Elder's ostracism.
And juniors like Lin Yao used to frequently send people to bully Lin Xuan.
Of course,
A year ago, Lin Yao had stopped coming around as much. According to him, he had gotten bored.