Chapter 1269: Chapter 34: Cultivation Advancement! [Double-Length]

The enormous spiritual energy made it difficult for him to adapt.

As he walked along the road, he occasionally stepped into a hole without noticing.

After walking for a long time, feeling that he had somewhat controlled the spiritual power, he quickly found a restaurant to eat. Then he accidentally crushed two bowls and broke three pairs of chopsticks.

He then groped his way back to the guesthouse.

He must adapt to the spiritual power quickly.

Otherwise, even when returning to the guesthouse, he would still need to constantly adapt.

By the time he entered his room at the guesthouse, it was already midnight. Fang Che looked exasperated — he still hadn’t sorted it out.

Ye Meng was by the window, worriedly waiting.

She knew how many enemies Fang Che had in Donghu State and remained on edge.

Finally, seeing him return, she was relieved and asked, "Why are you so late? Have you eaten? Mo Gan Yun and others came back in the afternoon and were asking for you."

"I went out to handle some things."

Fang Che sat wearily on a chair.

With a crunching sound.

The sturdy wooden chair instantly shattered.

Fang Che landed firmly on the floor.

The entire building vibrated with a booming sound!

The floor sank into a hole.

Had Fang Che not restrained himself, it’s likely that Captain Fang would’ve fallen straight through to the first floor!

The whole guesthouse erupted with curses.

"Who the hell is that!"

"Damn, I just docked... scared me so bad I can’t get up... who was it! Who the hell!"

"Damn, what just happened? Was there an earth dragon turning over?"

"..."

Ye Meng was also startled, covering her mouth. Seeing Fang Che himself bewildered, she couldn’t help but find it amusing and hurriedly helped him up, "What’s going on, progressing too fast in cultivation?" 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Being martial arts experts, though Ye Meng’s cultivation was lesser than Fang Che’s, she could immediately see what was happening.

"Don’t touch me."

Fang Che quickly stopped her, "I’m like a Heavenly God at the moment, what if I hurt you."

Ye Meng burst out laughing, noting Fang Che’s butt-shaped hole in the floor with a large twin hammer-like gap in the middle, complete with a handle.

Unable to help blushing, she said, "This room... ah, probably can’t stay in it anymore."

"We’ll compensate the owner tomorrow... fix it up a bit. It’s just patching this hole..."

Fang Che coughed, "Just cover it for now, it won’t affect our stay... cough, when we leave, we can tell the owner..."

Ye Meng, blushing, said, "But we should alter the shape first... this, it’s too indecent..."

Fang Che coughed, "Up to you."

He then tiptoed to another chair and sat down, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"I need to practice; I won’t be sleeping tonight."

Fang Che sighed.

Feeling quite disappointed.

Originally, he thought the cultivation progress was beneficial, intending to celebrate with Ye Meng upon returning.

Throughout the journey, he kept releasing spiritual energy, shaking and cleansing his scent.

He thoroughly cleansed even his nasal hairs with spiritual energy several times, focusing more on the sweat pores of his clothes, and especially concentrating on his hair, constantly charging with spiritual energy.

Facing the wild wind in the night, he used spiritual energy to shake.

Finally, he cleaned himself thoroughly; even with psychological influence, he couldn’t smell a thing.

Returning for a bath, even more fragrant.

Unexpectedly, even now, the spiritual energy wasn’t resolved.

This peak master’s spiritual power, even when released, was even purer than Fang Che’s own, integrating into his body, Dantian, and meridians, requiring harmonization.

It means now Fang Che’s body contains two forces, both belonging to himself.

One was obtained through his cultivation, the other was heaven-sent.

The two spiritual powers differ in quality.

One bears his characteristics and imprint, the other doesn’t. But the issue is, the other, though lacking, is vast, far exceeding Fang Che’s original power in both quality and quantity.

Fang Che’s integration became a major issue.

Another point: the unidentified energy Sikong Dou made him ingest kept exerting effects inside him.

This required Fang Che to digest yet another force.

The two spiritual energies tugged at the newly autonomous force from that spiritual liquid, like two cloud masses pulling apart scattered clouds. Naturally, the larger mass held the advantage.

Thus, Fang Che is currently in such an awkward state.

Until his own power surpasses that masterless descending force, he can’t achieve a balanced control.

The entire night, he operated the Infinite Scripture’s power, traversing through his meridians, continuously assimilating the new autonomous energy using the Infinite Scripture.

Painstakingly pulling it over, integrating it, after one circulation, transforming it into his original strength.

How intricate it is, to find a fitting analogy: like weaving a complete scarf by nearby using a few sticks from a house-sized bundle of yarn.

Besides, others keep tossing small balls of yarn into the big bundle.

"This new elder brother is quite generous, but this is overly generous..."

Fang Che was extremely exasperated, "Didn’t even ask for my consent..."

Fang Che persevered until sunrise in the east.

Barely achieved balance, stood up, hearing the crackling of bones all over.

As he opened his mouth, a burst of pure qi unexpectedly sprayed out, shooting out the window straight into the sky.