Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 488 - 278 Stele_2

Chapter 488: 278 Stele_2

He tilted his head and looked at Fang Zhixing, asking, "What do you choose, do you still want to be human?"

Fang Zhixing hesitated, his thoughts churning.

Seeing this, Xigou couldn’t help but muse, "There’s a common saying that humans are the spirit of all creations, and being human should mean unlimited potential. On the other hand, transforming allows one to evolve freely without the constraints of a body, which also signifies endless possibilities!"

Fang Zhixing’s gaze flickered uncertainly. After weighing the options, he slowly raised his right hand.

Xigou couldn’t help but widen his eyes, staring intently, very curious as to what choice Fang Zhixing would make.

Xigou had always wanted to be human.

And the thing he wanted most was what Fang Zhixing had from the beginning.

At this moment, the goal he had dreamt of striving for might be casually discarded by Fang Zhixing as trash.

"Ding~"

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Fang Zhixing tapped the stele.

His fingertip landed on the words "Human Race."

"Born human..."

Fang Zhixing sighed softly, his expression more determined than ever, "Die without regrets!"

The blood-red characters on the stele first disappeared, then new blood-red characters emerged.

"Personality analysis: The paths you’ve traversed are mountains of corpses and rivers of blood; everywhere you stay is always filled with a tyrannical aura; the direction you move towards does not depend on companions, you pave your way with your own strength."

"Elements gathered, Cultivation Technique generated!"

"Please retrieve your Cultivation Technique: ’Mad Blood Tyrant.’"

"This name..."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes slightly narrowed, judging from the name of the technique, it seemed to be a ferocious Demon Technique.

Xigou’s pupils shrank, glancing sideways at Fang Zhixing, a complex expression emerging on his dog face.

After a long while, Fang Zhixing held his breath and moved his fingertip to the name of the technique, and tapped!

Crisp crackle~

In an instant, it seemed as if a current surged along his fingertip into his body, straight to his brain.

A vast stream of information flooded into Fang Zhixing’s mind, converging into mysterious and profound cultivation techniques.

Fang Zhixing jolted, his senses quickly clearing as he then exhaled a long breath of foul air.

The stele in front of him slowly dimmed and turned back into an ordinary slab of stone.

Xigou fell silent, unable to resist asking, ""’Mad Blood Tyrant,’ does it belong to the Longevity Species or the Undying?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head, "I’m not sure yet, the content of the technique is too profound, the system needs time to analyze the Full Level Conditions."

Xigou understood, thought for a moment, and then asked, "What if I drip my blood on it, what would happen?"

Fang Zhixing was initially startled, then blinked, "Try?"

Xigou grinned, raising his paw.

Just at that moment, crack~

A sudden sound of breaking came.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou looked down and saw that the stele had unexpectedly cracked open, shattering into pieces.

"Is this thing one-time use?"

Xigou was speechless.

Fang Zhixing’s eyes flashed, barely catching a glimpse of a flicker of light within the broken stone.

He reached out and scraped away, picking up a dark object, shaped like a peanut.

Xigou glanced at it and transmitted, "What’s this? It looks a bit like a lotus seed."

"Lotus seed?" Fang Zhixing observed carefully and indeed, it was a lotus seed, the dried kind.

"Why would a lotus seed be sealed inside a stele?"

Fang Zhixing pondered briefly, solemnly putting away the lotus seed.

Seeing the stele destroyed, Xigou said, "We should hurry back."

Fang Zhixing did not want to miss the opportunity to leave this place, turned around, and quickly woke up the village chief.

The old man was dizzy from the shock, his head splitting with pain, and it took him a while to stand up.

He led the man and the dog back the way they came, walking out of the village, crossing the single-log bridge, and descending the stone steps.

"It’s right here..."

Fang Zhixing and Xigou stood where they had arrived.

The village chief was feeling unwell, did not stay long, and went back to sleep.

Time passed bit by bit...

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, carrying sand and scorching heat.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou had to close their eyes.

In a moment of haziness, Fang Zhixing suddenly felt the ground beneath him give way.

"Sand!"

Fang Zhixing looked down and was astonished to find himself standing in a desert.

We’re back!

This is the Blazing Flame Restricted Zone!

It seemed the dawn had just broken.

The sky above was still filled with a lot of volcanic ash.

The man and the dog looked at each other, then turned to go back.

From a distance, Fang Zhixing spotted that cave.

Right then, Fan Zhenglun was standing at the mouth of the cave, looking worried.

Last night, the volcano had suddenly erupted, and Fang Zhixing hadn’t returned by the agreed time.

The old man couldn’t help but worry that something had happened to Fang Zhixing.

"Sect Master!"

Fang Zhixing called out, pulling Fan Zhenglun’s thoughts back.

"Old Ancestor, you’ve come back!"

Overjoyed, Fan Zhenglun hurriedly came forward and asked, "Were you sucked into a Fifth Level Restricted Area?"

Fang Zhixing nodded, "Luo Xinghu wasn’t lying, there indeed is a Fifth Level Restricted Area in the Blazing Flame Restricted Zone."

Fan Zhenglun’s expression changed, "As soon as he saw the volcanic eruption, he said you must have been sucked in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Greedy Wolf came out and added, "Hero Fang, if you didn’t come out, we were about to go in and look for you."

Fang Zhixing smiled lightly, "It was just an accident."

Xigou rolled his eyes upon hearing this, the damn accident cost him three lives.

Fang Zhixing walked straight in, coming face to face with Luo Xinghu.

"You..."

Luo Xinghu’s face was full of disbelief, astonished, "You entered that place for the first time and actually walked out alive!

That place is full of lethal rules, even someone from the Hundred Cows Realm would die the moment they make a mistake!"

Fang Zhixing chuckled indifferently, "Forgot to ask you earlier, that stele you told me about, what on earth is it?"