Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 665 - 360 Bored_2

Chapter 665: 360 Bored_2

So, strictly speaking, those old monsters aren’t all our enemies, and as long as interests align, we can completely sway them to our side,"

Fang Zhixing understood in his heart and calmly said, "This ocean voyage is extremely long, and peace won’t accompany us all the way, but we don’t always need to be on edge, we just need to respond to challenges as they arise."

The Great Black Buddha Mother deeply agreed, nodding, "If the enemy doesn’t move, I won’t move."

Three days passed in a flash.

The Royal Fleet advanced on the sea, following a predetermined course on the Sea Diagram.

Fang Zhixing stayed in his room, doing nothing, utterly bored.

He and many cultivators were on the same ship.

Suddenly, the differences between them became apparent.

Others had long been accustomed to routine cultivation, whether meditating, practicing fist skills, or refining Meat Pills, and so on.

For cultivators, time flew, and a day passed almost in the blink of an eye.

But Fang Zhixing was different; he had never undergone such arduous cultivation.

He was terribly unaccustomed to this monotonous daily routine, as dreary as imprisonment.

Jun Yao was very diligent, daily enduring the hardships of cultivation, soon adapting to life at sea without much trouble.

Xigou was utterly carefree, stuffing himself with food and then sleeping, and waking up only to eat again.

"Ugh, so boring..."

Fang Zhixing sighed deeply and glanced at the System Panel.

Condition 2 required the "Inch Barrier."

This item was extremely rare; perhaps only Ji Yuanwu possessed it.

The difficulty of obtaining the Inch Barrier from Ji Yuanwu could be imagined.

Fang Zhixing decided to bide his time for now.

That night, the sky dramatically changed at sea, and a torrential downpour began.

The wind howled, raising monstrous waves.

The huge ship swayed back and forth.

Fang Zhixing didn’t feel sleepy at all and stepped out of his room, through the staircase corridor, coming up on the deck.

Bang—

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and thunder roared.

A bolt of lightning struck down, turning the entire ocean surface a silvery white.

The waves surged as if shaking canvas, crashing onto the deck.

The huge ship and the Guardian Fleet swayed unstably, pressing through wave after wave, relentlessly forging ahead.

In that moment, Fang Zhixing could feel the powerful engines of the huge ship; this bit of stormy weather was hardly anything.

But!

He turned his head to look towards the stern, and there, as expected!

The trailing big ships were violently tossed by the waves, suffering tremendous impacts.

Several of them couldn’t bear the burden, their hulls cracked open, sea water poured in, and they were at grave risk.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, the deck burst forth with golden light.

A white-robed monk stepped slowly out.

This man had a middle-aged face, white and beard-free, with thick brows and big eyes, radiating an aura of compassion.

The white-robed monk pointed with his toes, revealing the Great Wisdom and Great Wisdom Dharma Form, and dashed towards those big ships.

The light of wisdom descended, shining upon the distraught crew members.

In an instant, everyone’s spirits were uplifted, and they calmed down, spurred on by a strong survival instinct, either abandoning ship or launching rescue efforts.

Less than an hour later, the damaged big ships were swallowed by the waves and sank to the seabed.

The shipwrecked people were transferred to other big ships.

Fellow travelers, this journey is extremely perilous. This humble monk advises you to look out for yourselves; it’s not too late to turn back now, do not overestimate your capabilities!"

After lending a helping hand, the white-robed monk gracefully returned and landed on the deck.

Soon, the rain stopped.

The ocean gradually calmed its rage, and everything became calm and serene.

Fang Zhixing saw that two big ships turned back, withdrawing from this ocean voyage.

"Eh, why do so many still want to come along?"

The white-robed monk stood on the deck, his expression showing helpless resignation as he shook his head.

He turned to Fang Zhixing, pointing to those big ships, and sighed, "These hundreds of big ships might all be destroyed in the sea, and the Emperor will not intervene to save them."

Fang Zhixing said lightly, "The master is compassionate, admirable indeed. However, people have their own aspirations, and we cannot force them."

Hearing this, the white-robed monk’s expression became serious, and he smiled, "May I ask for your honored name?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "I am Fang Zhixing."

"..."

The white-robed monk’s face changed dramatically, exclaiming in astonishment, "You, you are!"

Fang Zhixing smiled and nodded, "Yes, I am that very traitor!"

The white-robed monk quickly put his hands together, chanting a Buddha’s name solemnly, "This humble monk is named ’Xu Gu,’ from the Lamp Buddha Court."

Fang Zhixing bowed slightly, nodding, "Master Xu Gu, how many people have come from the Lamp Buddha Court?"

Xu Gu replied, "Not many, including this humble monk, only six."

Fang Zhixing continued, "I have no intention of provoking the Lamp Buddha Court, and I hope you will treat me the same."

Xu Gu took a deep breath, earnestly saying, "Master Kong Ji had expressed before his passing that he believed Fang was destined with our Buddha, a lost wanderer, and hoped we could help you find the right path."

Fang Zhixing laughed, "Thank you for your kindness."

Xu Gu spoke no more and turned to leave.

Fang Zhixing closed his eyes to refresh himself, standing on the deck and enjoying the breeze for a while.

Unconsciously, the sky began to brighten.

Suddenly!

Fang Zhixing opened his eyes and glanced to his side.

At some point, a young man in white had appeared nearby, casually sitting on the railing with one leg hanging over the side.

Fang Zhixing frowned slightly and smiled, "Fellow Daoist, who might you be?"

The young man in white laughed, "I am merely a nameless wanderer, not worth mentioning. And you?"

Fang Zhixing responded, "I am the same."

The young man in white stretched his arms, his eyes sparking with intense battle intent, and smiled, "Since we have nothing else to do, how about a spar?"

Fang Zhixing paused for a moment, then nodded, "Good, please enlighten me."

The young man in white instantly leaped forward, soaring toward the distance.

Fang Zhixing also stomped his foot and followed.

The two quickly passed the guardian fleet and continued flying forward.

The young man in white was incredibly fast; the sound of breaking the air was loud, and his terrifying speed stirred up a wave on the sea surface.

Following him, Fang Zhixing flew in the air, his movements much quieter.

"Let’s fight here!"

The young man in white stopped, turned around, his whole body tensed, muscles twitching nonstop.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing loosened his muscles slightly and smiled, "Please!"

The next instant, the young man in white rushed forward, throwing punches without any fancy moves.

He punched straight at Fang Zhixing’s face.

"So fast!"

Fang Zhixing felt a chill in his heart, dodged instantaneously, and with a flick of his toes, a Tai Chi pattern rose beneath him.

"Five Elements Unification, not bad, not bad!"

The young man in white, greatly excited, swung his fists, smashing toward the Tai Chi pattern.

Boom crack!

The terrifying fist power was beyond imagination, indescribable.

The Tai Chi pattern violently trembled and unexpectedly disintegrated, shattering into countless pieces.

Fang Zhixing’s expression changed, he licked his lips, a fire igniting deep in his pupils.

"Good, let’s battle!"

He grew excited, his body glowing brightly.

"Buddha Light First Appearance!"

Fang Zhixing stepped forward and struck with his palm.

A dazzling golden palm suddenly formed and surged towards the young man in white.

"A Buddha Palm, truly terrifying!"

The young man in white’s face became serious as if facing a great enemy.

His body shuddered, radiance overflowing, diamond-like light gathering at his fist.

He threw a punch!

"Break!"

The young man in white still had no tricks, just a simple, brutal punch!

The golden palm met his fist!

A massive explosion resounded!

Sparks flew everywhere, light swallowed by darkness!

A clear sky prevailed instantly for thousands of miles!

From afar, the clouds were completely scattered, and a large circular hole appeared in the sky.

Fang Zhixing withdrew his hand, calm and composed.

The young man in white was sent flying backward, tumbling towards the sea.

Splash!

He stomped on the sea surface, causing a high wave to splash up.

Then, he rebounded toward the sky, rapidly closing in on Fang Zhixing and smashing down another punch!

Fang Zhixing’s gaze was fiery, unyielding.

"Divine Luo Heavenly Expedition!"

Bang!

The young man in white seemed as if he had been hit hard, rolling back and plunging headfirst into the sea.

While mid-air, blood flowed from his nose and mouth.

"Haha, exhilarating!"

The young man in white supported himself on the sea surface, stabilizing his form.

And beneath him, the sea water was squeezed aside, rising vertically like a hundred-meter high wall of water.

"Again!"

The young man in white rocketed upwards, finally unleashing a specific fist technique.

"Rising Dragon Fist!"