Chapter 9

"Never thought I would pass so easily......" Fang Han never expected that Miss Fang Qingsnow would just ask a few questions and let him off, "But this was somewhat expected. With my status and current strength, Fang Qingsnow has no need to ask me about everything."

Indeed, no matter what his current strength or status, Fang Han was nothing in front of the true disciples of the Feather Transformation Sect.

Even if he were a prince or had an imperial decree, it would be worthless in Fang Qingsnow's eyes.

Fang Qingsnow had no need to dig deep into the matter.

Of course, Fang Qingsnow did not know that Fang Han had the "Nine Apertures Golden Pill" and the "Jiao Fu Huang Quan Map." Otherwise, he would have no place to hide, even at the ends of the earth.

Relaxing, Fang Han went back to sleep.

This sleep was particularly peaceful, filled with hope.

His hope was to see what the legendary Ten Immortal Sects, and the Feather Transformation Sect, were like.

In the days that followed, it was nothing but travel. The vast Fang family convoy, with its people and horses, continuously moved eastward, crossing through several large provinces such as Longyuan, Wuling, Huayang, Taigu, and Jiuhu, covering thousands of miles. After a month, they finally arrived at the foot of a vast mountain range.

"Up ahead is the Immortal Mountain of Feather Transformation, the foundation of our sect," Fang Qingsnow said.

Fang Han, mixed among the many servants, looked out and saw, in the endless distance, a continuous range of mountains, with peaks piercing the sky like arrows. Some peaks were covered in flowers, with many palaces built on them.

Countless thousand-foot waterfalls cascaded down the peaks, resembling countless jade dragons.

The sky was a deep blue, like blue crystal, always without a single cloud, with the sun shining brightly and softly, illuminating everything, leaving not a speck of dust.

On those hundreds of peaks, pine trees were deeply rooted, their branches sprawling, exuding an ancient aura.

In the deepest part of the mountains, amidst the mist, there were faintly visible huge floating sky cities, like mirages, making one feel as if they had entered the immortal realm.

Fang Han, at first glance, was stunned by the heavenly scenery.

A sense of awe welled up from within him.

"Immortal Dao! Immortal Dao! This is Immortal Dao! Indeed, the Ten Immortal Sects are far better than the noble families of emperors and generals. My childhood wish was just to be a prince in the capital of the Great Li Dynasty, wielding power, but now it seems so laughable."

Fang Han laughed at his own shallow ignorance.

Just as the group arrived at the Immortal Mountain of Feather Transformation,

the long cries of immortal cranes pierced the sky, one after another.

In the surprised gazes of the group, seven or eight white dots, like arrows, shot over from the distance. At first, they were only the size of fists, but when they reached above the group, they had already transformed into immortal cranes larger than oxen.

These immortal cranes were exceptionally majestic, with bright red heads, their wings spread, causing violent storms. Especially their claws, like steel hooks, could pierce through metal.

More astonishingly, on the backs of these immortal cranes sat young Daoists in feathered robes.

As the immortal cranes landed, the storms intensified. With the flapping of their wings, strong winds like arrows knocked people and horses off balance.

"Watch out!"

Fang Han was originally leading Qianli Snow at the front. When the immortal cranes, larger than oxen, descended from the sky, Qianli Snow was startled! It let out a long neigh and galloped wildly.

"Hey!"

Fang Han rushed forward, his arm trembling, trying to hold Qianli Snow firmly.

However, at that moment, the immortal cranes were also about to land. It looked like Fang Han and Qianli Snow would collide with the cranes.

"Hey! Little mortal, coming to the Immortal Mountain and still rushing around, do you want to die!"

A young Daoist on an immortal crane, seeing the situation, glared and slapped the crane's head. Immediately, the huge crane's claws reached down and fiercely grabbed Qianli Snow, the precious horse!

At the same time, another young Daoist on another crane produced a long, dark golden whip and lashed it at Fang Han, seemingly trying to lift him into the air.

Fang Han quickly crouched down, rolling on the ground to avoid the whip.

However, Qianli Snow was clawed by the crane's talons, leaving several bloody holes on its back, and it fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

Then, the seven or eight young Daoists riding the white cranes truly landed, looking around with a haughty demeanor, like high statues looking down on mortals. Especially when their cranes stood up, they were twice as tall as a person, like massive creatures, adding to their imposing presence.

"You mortals, why have you come to the Immortal Mountain of Feather Transformation? You, come over here!"

The young Daoist who had just lashed the whip, seeing the situation, his tone slightly cold, pointed at Fang Han with the whip.

"Are you the welcoming disciples under Senior Brother Jin? Is this how Senior Brother Jin teaches you to welcome guests?" At this moment, Fang Qingsnow's voice came from a carriage behind.

Hearing Fang Qingsnow's voice and seeing her step out of the carriage, the faces of the seven or eight young Daoists riding the cranes changed slightly, and their tone became respectful, "It turns out it's Senior Sister Fang, who has just been promoted to a true disciple. Senior Sister, we are here to welcome you, but the servants you brought were rushing around, breaking the rules of the Immortal Mountain."

"Yes, Senior Sister Fang, Senior Brother Jin specifically instructed us to teach the servants the rules of the Immortal Mountain when we welcome you. After all, mortals coming to the Immortal Mountain must be very careful not to violate any taboos."

Another young Daoist said.

"Calling everyone mortals, truly the style of an Immortal Dao sect..." Fang Han thought.

These seven or eight young Daoists were clearly not as high in status as Fang Qingsnow, and they had not yet reached the Mystic Realm, otherwise they would not be riding cranes but flying through the air with their own power.

However, even so, he was once again deeply impressed.

Riding cranes into the sky, what a life of freedom and ease!

However, Fang Han could not stand their haughty attitude, looking at him as if he were an ant.

"Hmm, the aura of these seven or eight young Daoists is similar to that of Fang Tong, perhaps they are experts at the seventh or eighth level of the Physical Body Realm, striving to reach the Mystic Realm to stand above ten thousand others."

Secretly observing these seven or eight young Daoists, studying their auras, Fang Han guessed their cultivation levels.

"When did it become your turn to teach my people a lesson?" Fang Qingsnow's eyebrows slightly furrowed, unsure if she was angry or just annoyed, "It seems Senior Brother Jin is very unhappy about my promotion to a true disciple!"

"If Senior Sister Fang is unwilling for us to welcome you, then we will leave. Senior Sister can take her people to the Immortal Mountain herself. We have fulfilled our duty as welcomers." The young Daoist who had pointed the whip at Fang Han, seeing Fang Qingsnow's displeasure, immediately signaled to the others and was about to mount the cranes and fly away.

"Wait!"

Fang Qingsnow coldly smiled, uttering two words.

"You startled my people and injured my horse, and now you want to leave just like that?"

"What, Senior Sister Fang, do you want us to compensate? They are just mortals and mortal horses." The young Daoists' faces changed slightly.

"Whether they are mortals or mortal horses, they are mine, Fang Qingsnow's. You have injured them, which is a challenge to me. Since that's the case, I, Fang Qingsnow, have nothing more to say. You will have to pay with your lives!"

Fang Qingsnow stood up, her body floating in the air, surrounded by swirling air currents. Her white robe fluttered, and three feet away from her, purple lightning crackled.

An aura of supreme authority, not to be defiled by anything, emanated from her.

At that moment, Fang Han felt that Fang Qingsnow was like a sharp, gleaming sword, standing straight, piercing even the sky.

With a flick of her thumb,

a blade of dark lightning swept across the sky, swallowing the heavens and stirring the sun and moon, with powerful currents cutting through everything.

Sizzle!

The young Daoist who had pointed the whip at Fang Han was hit by the "Purple Lightning Dark Thunder Blade," letting out a piercing scream as his body burst into flames.

The crane he was riding, sensing the danger, flapped its wings and flew up, but Fang Qingsnow did not let it go. She pressed her hand again, and another blade of purple lightning dark thunder struck, killing the crane and causing it to fall from the sky.

One person and one crane, instantly killed!

"Watch out!"

The other disciples, not expecting Fang Qingsnow to actually kill, felt extremely dangerous, quickly mounting their cranes and flying away.

"Fang Qingsnow, you dare to kill us! Do you not fear the sect rules! How will you explain this to Senior Brother Jin? How will you explain this to Elder Tianxing!"

A young Daoist roared.

"True disciples are personally appointed by the sect leader and have the power of life and death. If you offend my authority, I must kill you to maintain my dignity. Blame your Senior Brother Jin for sending you to establish my authority. In your next life, be more discerning!"

As Fang Qingsnow spoke, her tone remained calm, and she flicked her fingers seven times, sending seven bolts of lightning, like dragons and snakes, sweeping across the scene, striking the remaining seven people and seven cranes.

"Stop!"

At that moment, a long cry echoed from the distant mountains, accompanied by a green shadow shooting into the sky. This green shadow was a young man in a green robe, extremely handsome, with eyebrows like swords, flying through the air with great speed. In a blink, he had covered several dozen miles, and in the air, he pressed his fingers, sending seven green flames to collide with Fang Qingsnow's lightning, causing them to disappear without a trace.

"Senior Sister Fang, we can talk things out, why resort to killing!"

This man, having saved the remaining seven, floated in the air, sternly said.

"Jin Shitai! I, Fang Qingsnow, want to kill, can your Green Flame Seven Cultivation Beams stop me?"

Fang Qingsnow did not stop, her blade of lightning changing, purple lightning gathering, transforming in countless ways, striking from a distance. At the same time, her feet moved in mysterious steps, striking with lightning speed.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Jin Shitai, not expecting Fang Qingsnow's determination, could not block the purple lightning dark thunder blade in time.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!

Seven sounds, seven young Daoists, along with their cranes, were hit by the lightning, exploding into flames in the air, and falling to the ground, smoke rising.

All dead!

"You!"

Jin Shitai was furious.

"What, Jin Shitai, although you are also a true disciple of the Feather Transformation Sect, your cultivation is only at the second level of the Mystic Realm, where you transform your magical power into true essence."

Fang Qingsnow was calm and composed, "If you are dissatisfied with me, I will wait for you on the Feather Transformation Palace or the Heavenly Punishment Platform."

The first level of the Mystic Realm is the Magical Power Realm, where magical power is intangible. The second level, the Cultivation Realm, is where you transform intangible magical power into a tangible form, hence the name Cultivation Realm, which means transforming the false into the true, obtaining "truth" and "true self."

"Heavenly Punishment Platform!" Jin Shitai's face changed slightly upon hearing these three words. This is where true disciples settle their deep grudges, and only one can survive.

He never expected Fang Qingsnow to be so powerful!

"Hmph! I will report this to the elders who enforce the sect rules!" Jin Shitai swept his sleeve and left.

"Let's go!"

After killing eight people and eight cranes, Fang Qingsnow showed no emotion, landing and returning to the carriage.

"What is dominance, what is power! This is it! Overlooking the world, treating all things as grass! The true disciples of the Feather Transformation Sect are indeed extraordinary! This time, I have truly seen the might of Fang Qingsnow! Master Bai Hai Chan, it seems the young miss is not so easy to kill."

Fang Han, witnessing this scene, was deeply impressed by Fang Qingsnow's aura, thinking that following Master Bai Hai Chan's plan to kill the young miss would be a long way off.

"One day, I will also have such power, such dominance, overlooking the world!"