Chapter 1937: Overtaking on a Curve

Sitting on the ground, I don't know how much time passed, but Fang Yu still didn't see the purpose of the blank parchment in his hand.

"Depend on!"

Fang Yu cursed, put down the parchment, and looked at Jihan Tears who had been standing next to him.

"Do you have any tips?" Fang Yu asked.

Extreme Cold Tears shook his head gently and replied: "Master, you can only realize all the fruits of cultivation by yourself, I can't help you."

Fang Yu lowered his head, looked at the parchment, and fell into deep thought.

This parchment is different from the previous fruits of cultivation.

Other fruits of cultivation can be directly understood, and can be applied directly after understanding.

But this parchment is a blank piece of paper with nothing on it.

This situation is completely inconsistent with the name 'cultivation fruit'.

Since it is a fruit, it should be directly absorbed and harvested.

But this is a blank piece of paper.

"In other words, I can't gain anything from this parchment." Fang Yu frowned and said in thought.

He stared at the blank paper, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

Under what circumstances would he pull out a blank piece of paper?

Naturally, it’s time to write something down and record it!

"Is it possible..."

Fang Yu unfolded the parchment in front of his eyes again.

"This parchment is not for reading, but for writing!?" Fang Yu opened his eyes wide and stood up in surprise.

He stared at the parchment, surprise flashing in his eyes.

This idea should be right...otherwise the appearance of parchment would really be meaningless.

But the question is, what should I write on it if I use it to write...?

"Master, I told you before that under normal circumstances, the concentration of cultivation fruits...is related to the direction of your major during this period." Jihan Tears said.

"Major direction..."

Fang Yu recalled his training during this period.

To be honest, he actually didn't practice much.

But in the past two weeks, I have been using the art of laws to comprehend nearly two hundred laws.

Then...comprehending the laws is his main focus at this time.

"Understanding the law, the fruit of cultivation is a piece of parchment..." Fang Yu squinted his eyes and frowned slightly.

After a while, Fang Yu thought of a certain possibility and his eyes changed.

"Could it be that... the purpose of this parchment is for me to write a law of my own!?" Fang Yu asked in shock.

Write a law on parchment, and the parchment will be transformed into a real law!

This is Fang Yu's guess about the purpose of this parchment!

If it is true... then the value of this parchment is obviously higher than other fruits of cultivation!

Thinking of this possibility, Fang Yu felt a little excited.

He looked at the Extreme Cold Tears and said, "I remember you said that creating the law is something that can only be achieved in the third step of ascending to the fairyland."

"Yes." Extreme Cold Tears replied.

"Then if I really use this piece of parchment to write a rule, wouldn't it mean that I have achieved overtaking in a corner?" Fang Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "In the Qi Refining Period, I have accomplished what others can only do in the third step of entering the fairyland. …”

"So, do you have a clue? Master."

At this time, Extreme Cold Tears suddenly spoke coldly.

After hearing this, Fang Yu was stunned for a moment and looked down at the parchment.

Indeed, even if this parchment was used to write rules for him...how would he write them?

no idea!

"Ahem, no matter what... Now I roughly know the function of this parchment. How to write it specifically, I will study it slowly later." Fang Yu said.

…

When Fang Yu came out of Qiankun Tower, one night had passed and it was dawn again.

He stretched out, jumped off the top of the mountain, and came directly to the mountain prison.

Fang Yu still has a few questions to ask Xuan Bing and Mr. Ge.

So, he came to the deepest cell underground again.

At this time, Xuan Bing was already dying.

Seeing the cell door being opened, Xuan Bing gasped and shouted in an extremely hoarse voice: "Kill me! Kill me!"

Fang Yu walked up to Xuan Bing with a faint smile on his face.

"Fang Yu, what are you so proud of!? Sooner or later you will be retaliated by Tiange! Sooner or later!" Xuan Bing seemed to be stimulated by Fang Yu's smile and roared crazily, "I'm just an executive , There are many great executives in Tiange headquarters! Those adults will definitely avenge me!"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Fang Yu's smile became even brighter.

"It seems... you are still full of hope." Fang Yu smiled, "Do you think those big executives or members of the think tank can save you?"

"Not only can they save me, they can also kill you and destroy the Yuhua Sect!" Xuan Bing roared hysterically.

"If you really think so, then I'm sorry...your wish will never come true." Fang Yu said, "Because I have already gone to Tiange headquarters."

Hearing these words, Xuan Bing's heart skipped a beat and his expression changed.

He knew that Fang Yu had indeed taken away the teleportation order from him!

"Impossible! You can't enter Tiange!" Xuan Bing shouted.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu thought, and a burst of light appeared on his body.

In an instant, his appearance and aura... were exactly the same as Xuan Bing's.

Seeing this scene, Xuan Bing's face was dull and his eyes were wide open.

"Stop thinking about who will save you. At least the Tiange in the Southwest Division... was destroyed by me." Fang Yu's appearance returned to normal and he said.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." Xuan Bing muttered.

"Okay, whether you believe it or not, you just need to answer me one question." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Do you know... the Holy Pavilion?"

Hearing this name, Xuan Bing's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion.

Noticing this, Fang Yu frowned.

Could it be that Xuan Bing has never heard of the name of the Holy Pavilion?

"I don't know what you are talking about." Xuan Bing said.

"You don't know the Holy Pavilion?" Fang Yu asked again.

"I haven't heard of it!" Xuan Bing's emotions were close to collapse, and he responded loudly.

"Okay, then tell me... Is there another organization above your Tiange?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked again.

Xuan Bing panted heavily, his eyes were red, and he looked at Fang Yu and replied: "Above the Tiange are the masters who founded our Wandao Pavilion! Most of them have become saints! Fang Yu, when you are targeted by these masters, it is your death! You can't escape! You have attracted their attention!"

The people who founded the Wandao Pavilion...

Fang Yu's heart moved slightly.

So, above the Tiange... is not the Zhisheng Pavilion?

But...

"Are you sure you haven't heard of the Zhisheng Pavilion?" Fang Yu asked again.

"You will definitely be killed by those masters! Definitely!" Xuan Bing continued to shout, having lost his mind.

"It seems that I don't know." Fang Yu shook his head and was about to turn around and leave.

But after walking two steps, he stopped and looked at Xuan Bing.

"I almost forgot that no matter how weak you are, you are still in the Transcendent Realm."

Fang Yu stepped forward, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed Xuan Bing's head.

Soul Devouring Art!