Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 211 - 142 Demon Technique

Chapter 211: 142 Demon Technique

The next moment!

The System Panel suddenly flashed brightly.

[Xuanwu Demon Armor · Full Level Conditions:

1. Hatch a turtle-snake egg (Incomplete)

2. Collect the Essence Blood of 81 strong men above the Great Python Realm (Incomplete)

3. Collect the Yin Blood of 81 young women (Incomplete)

4. Collect 10 stalks of Red Sun Grass, collect 10 Ice Frost Flowers (Incomplete)

5. Have the body withstand beatings over 10,000 times (Incomplete)]

"Damn, it popped up."

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

He hadn’t expected that Full Level Cheats would be so powerful, it could even decode the Full Level Conditions for the Divine Skills exclusive to an Aristocratic Family.

Seeing this, Xigou’s eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Doesn’t that mean you could also cultivate the Inherited Divine Skill of an Aristocratic Family?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Since the system has rolled out the Full Level Conditions, it means that theoretically, there shouldn’t be a problem."

Taking a deep breath, Xigou said, "Then you must cultivate it, the Divine Skills of an Aristocratic Family are inevitably excellent."

Fang Zhixing thought for a moment but remained unnaturally calm, shaking his head, "Not necessarily. The reason why Divine Skills are incredible is mainly because the people who cultivate them are incredible. Look closely, there are only five conditions for the Full Level Conditions of the Xuanwu Demon Armor, which isn’t many."

Blinking, Xigou responded, "Right, the Full Level Conditions for a Divine Skill should indeed be very numerous."

Sighing, Fang Zhixing said, "Even if I were to attain the Xuanwu Demon Armor, the effects might be far inferior to those of the Ruan Family."

Xigou understood, "The Xuanwu Demon Armor is a Divine Skill specifically tailored for the Ruan Family. Although you can also practice it, the effect will be greatly diminished."

He couldn’t help lamenting, "It’s the same with martial arts practice; even if ordinary people and descendants of Aristocratic Families have the same resources, the results still can’t match theirs."

Fang Zhixing nodded and then got up and left the room, returning after a short while.

The night quickly passed.

The next morning, Fang Zhixing woke up naturally.

The two Maids lying beside him also woke up quickly.

Yawning, they dressed and left the room on their own.

From beginning to end, they were completely unaware that Fang Zhixing had actually not interacted deeply with them.

Xigou transmitted his voice, "So, are we leaving or not? We shouldn’t stay here for long, big brother!"

Fang Zhixing was not in a hurry, pondering, "Earning a Xuanwu Demon Armor, this trip was not in vain. However, leaving now might trigger a conflict."

Xigou thought the same.

If Ruan Yingchen were to discover that the Secret Manual had been lost, he would definitely conduct a thorough search.

If Fang Zhixing were to suddenly leave at this time, wouldn’t that be tantamount to admitting guilt?

At this thought, Xigou sighed without words, "Then let’s wait a bit before leaving."

Before long, as the sun rose high.

Six house servants suddenly came to Fang Zhixing’s room and, without saying a word, started ransacking it, even searching Fang Zhixing’s body.

"What exactly are you doing?"

Fang Zhixing cooperated reluctantly.

One of them answered, "The young master has lost an important item, we are searching for it. Our apologies."

Ultimately, naturally, they found nothing and left sullenly.

Another half an hour!

"It’s a frame-up!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the place.

Fang Zhixing’s lips curled slightly, he got up and left the room, following the sound.

Suddenly, he saw a man being pinned to the ground by several burly men.

The man was none other than "Flip Cloud Hand" Le Caichong.

Ruan Yingchen was holding a thick book, his face an iron shade as he stared at Le Caichong.

"Young master, I didn’t steal anything." Le Caichong was shouting and yelling, looking utterly wronged.

Ruan Yingchen’s face was very ugly as he said solemnly, "It was found under your quilt, you say you didn’t steal it?"

He glared fiercely at Le Caichong, asking sharply, "You’ve already peeked at it, haven’t you?"

Le Caichong cried out that it was unjust, shouting, "I have no idea how that book got under the quilt, I’ve seen nothing."

Ruan Yingchen obviously didn’t believe him and ordered, "Administer the drug to him."

A Maid in blue appeared, took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, pried open Le Caichong’s mouth, and poured a dark green liquid down his throat.

After that, Le Caichong was taken away.

The crowd, witnessing this scene, began to buzz with discussion.

Ruan Yingchen announced loudly, "Everyone, I have treated you all sincerely, but if you commit theft, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

A man in white kept saying, "The young master worries too much, we are not people who would steal or sneak around."

"Yes, just because one person steals, it doesn’t mean everyone does."

The crowd pledged earnestly.

Ruan Yingchen’s mood immediately brightened as he laughed heartily, "I naturally trust you all, let’s not talk about these unpleasant matters anymore, come on, let’s continue to have fun."

"Right, right, let the music and dance continue!"

A line of beautiful Maids filed out and threw themselves into the arms of the crowd.

Fang Zhixing’s figure flickered, following the Maid in blue, watching her escort Le Caichong all the way to the backyard.

Glancing around, the backyard consisted of a lake and a garden.

The Maid in blue reached the edge of the lake and began playing a flute.

In no time, the lake began bubbling tumultuously.

Whoosh!

A colossal creature burst forth from the water.

Le Caichong’s eyes instantly widened, as what came into his view was a giant turtle-snake.

The turtle-snake was over ten meters long; its oval shell was covered in complex and beautiful patterns.

At the front was an ugly and fierce turtle head, and at the rear, a thick white snake constantly flicking its forked tongue.

At that moment, both heads turned towards the shore, sending chills down one’s spine.

"What are you going to do?" Le Caichong was terrified.

The Maid in blue sneered, "The turtle-snake that the young master is raising is about to advance to the Third Level. Although it prefers to eat ’medicine slaves’, it won’t refuse to devour you disgusting men."