Chapter 303: My Dear Brother

Fu Xing stared at the finger pressing on his forehead, his eyes narrowing in fury, his teeth nearly grinding to pieces.

He could tolerate all sorts of taunts, but this gesture alone made him feel the ultimate disdain and mockery.

Paired with Xu Xiaoshou's words...

He had called him "bro," and yet this wasn't enough?

Fu Xing's eyes widened, and his sharp Jian Yi surged forth, impossible to conceal.

The sword in Fu Yin Hong's hand hadn't been put away yet, and under this intense Jian Yi, it trembled suddenly and flew out of her grasp.

But Xu Xiaoshou glanced back, his gaze locking onto the sword in an instant.

Clang—

The sword hit the ground.

Its blade bounced on the floor a few times before everything fell silent.

Fu Xing reached out into the air, grasping at nothing—the sword didn't fly into his hand as expected; it was intercepted midway.

"Jian Yi?"

Even Shi Ti, the president, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise at that moment.

Even Fu Yin Hong looked at Xu Xiaoshou with newfound respect.

A guy at Yuan Ting Jing had actually comprehended Jian Yi?

In stark contrast to their reactions, Fu Xing's eyes were filled only with shock.

"Xian Tian Jian Yi?"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall shot to their feet.

"What? This is Xian Tian Jian Yi?"

Xu Xiaoshou was startled by the crowd's reaction and hesitated to ask, "Xian Tian Jian Yi—is it that rare?"

Everyone fell silent.

Was Xian Tian Jian Yi rare?

In the entire Tian Sang City, among the younger generation, the famous ones with Xian Tian Jian Yi were really just Su Qianqian and a few others!

Fu Xing sized up Xu Xiaoshou as if he had discovered a treasure.

He was born into nobility, and few things could stir his emotions.

So, even when Xu Xiaoshou had spouted all that nonsense earlier, he had gone along with it.

A bit of money was nothing serious.

But when it came to the way of the Jian, Young Master Fu was truly passionate.

Everyone in Tian Sang City knew that the city lord's mansion's eldest son idolized the former Eighth Jian Xian.

So, even though he was in the Alchemists' Association right now, upon seeing this Yuan Ting Jing genius who had comprehended Jian Yi, Fu Xing couldn't hold back.

He also possessed Xian Tian Jian Yi and rarely had opponents, so he was itching for a fight!

Without a second thought, he extended two fingers and thrust them straight toward Xu Xiaoshou's chest.

"Stop!"

Shi Ti was immediately alarmed.

This was Sang Lao's person! Even if he was just here to distract attention from Mu Zi Xi, Shi Ti had to treat him with caution.

If something happened to this guy here, and Mu Zi Xi reported it back, given that old ghost's protective nature...

Wouldn't he end up demolishing the entire Dan Ta?

His shout came too late.

But Xu Xiaoshou's reaction was incredibly fast. As Fu Xing moved his fingers, Xu Xiaoshou struck first.

He joined his two fingers, infusing them with Nian Li, and with the "Agile" enhancement, his arm blurred into afterimages in an instant, chopping down on Fu Xing's fingers.

A burst of pure white Jian Shi exploded on the spot, flipping over tables, chairs, and decorations in the hall, tearing them apart.

The older alchemists who weren't strong enough were sent staggering back.

Fortunately, everyone was at a distance, so aside from their shock, there were no major injuries.

Those closer to the action were a different story.

The seventh-layer protective barrier shattered into view, the floor cracked, and wood splinters flew everywhere.

Fu Yin Hong was blasted back on the spot by the intertwined dual Xian Tian Jian Yi.

Mu Zi Xi fared even worse—her twin tails flipped up as she was lifted off the ground.

With a whoosh, Shi Ti materialized in time, catching the little girl and shielding her behind him.

The Jian wave finally swept past, and Fu Xing stood there in a daze, staring blankly at Xu Xiaoshou's fingers.

"Jian Zhi?"

"Shi Duan Jian Zhi?"

Xu Xiaoshou echoed in surprise—this guy knew that move too?

No!

His Jian Zhi must be what Sang Lao had mentioned in the Ling Zang Ge: a imitation, or just a Ling Ji, without that "ordinary Jian Nian"!

"Watch out!"

Realizing this, Xu Xiaoshou warned, but it was too late.

Even if he pulled back, his Jian Nian had already taken form. After the force of their fingers clashing canceled out, Fu Xing was left completely unguarded.

From Xu Xiaoshou's fingers, a massive, spectacular white Jian Qi burst forth!

Fu Xing was stunned.

Before he could defend, the Jian Qi shattered his defensive Ling Qi, sending him crashing through the door of the alchemy room, tearing through the wall, and flinging him outside.

One side of the Dan Ta suddenly exploded from within, with rubble flying and a disheveled figure mixed in.

Passersby on the street turned to look.

"What happened?"

"The Dan Ta is having a lot of furnace explosions today—the power is getting more terrifying, even blowing through the walls."

"No, look, it's Jian Qi!"

"And that figure... is it the young master?"

The pedestrians were full of astonishment, completely frozen in place.

Inside the Dan Ta, Shi Ti felt like he was about to burst.

Staring at the sunlight pouring in through the wall, he found it painfully bright and clenched his fist with a crack.

Xu Xiaoshou's scalp tingled instantly.

He never expected Fu Xing to pull something like that, and even less that his surprise attack would lead to this.

Not only had the guy gotten blown away, but he'd also taken out the outer wall of the Dan Ta.

This...

"He struck first." Xu Xiaoshou pointed toward the sunlight.

Shi Ti's jaw muscles tensed, his neck straining, but he couldn't get a word out.

Xu Xiaoshou backed down right away.

"Alright, I admit I was wrong too."

"But if I hadn't fought back, he might have killed me—what's his problem..."

"When I struck, I didn't think he'd be that weak, so..."

Seeing Shi Ti's face darkening further, Xu Xiaoshou chose to stay silent.

"You..."

"I'm sorry!"

Xu Xiaoshou bowed deeply with genuine remorse.

Shi Ti's face turned pale with anger, his outstretched finger trembling as he struggled to speak.

He suddenly remembered Sang Lao's letter...

"Tolerance is a virtue."

"Generosity is a form of self-cultivation."

He had underestimated it!

He thought that letter would put an end to the Dan Ta's troubles, but it was only the beginning?

The old president took a deep breath and turned to Fu Yin Hong. "Go check on Fu Xing..."

A blood-streaked figure flew back in from the sunlight. Fu Xing, like an indestructible cockroach, fastened another jade pendant to his waist.

His expression was exhilarated, his eyes gleaming.

Even covered in dirt, grime, and bloodstains, it couldn't hide the fiery light in his gaze.

With a swoosh, Fu Xing darted straight to Xu Xiaoshou, startling him into raising two fingers again.

But Young Master Fu didn't care at all. He grabbed the young man's shoulders, excitement overflowing as he said:

"Shi Duan Jian Zhi!"

"You just said 'Shi Duan Jian Zhi,' right!"

His eyes were full of shock as he muttered to himself:

"Yes, you did!"

"But how could you possibly know the Eighth Jian Xian's 'Shi Duan Jian Zhi,' and yours... it's not a fake!"

"Yours is the real deal—I can tell!"

Xu Xiaoshou looked on in terror. Had this guy lost his mind?

"Impossible, this can't be..."

Fu Xing muttered to himself before shaking his head.

As a die-hard fan of the Eighth Jian Xian, he had studied his idol's "Shi Duan Jian Zhi" inside and out.

But it was precisely this obsession that made him absolutely certain—Xu Xiaoshou's "Shi Duan Jian Zhi" was authentic!

He clutched his head with both hands, his eyes wild with frenzy. After a outburst, he cupped Xu Xiaoshou's face, his gaze turning to pure longing.

"Bro, my dear bro!"

"Teach me—I want to learn 'Shi Duan Jian Zhi'!"