In theory, anyone who reaches the Martial Saint realm must be an invincible, unparalleled powerhouse with a will as firm as rock, immune to all distractions.
However, as the only Martial Saint in this world, Ruan Tianhe is a madman...
Fang Yuan sensed something was off and continued asking, "How did he go mad?"
"I don't know. He already had this condition when I was adopted by my ancestor..." Ruan Chao'an answered.
"Since that's the case, take me to see him," Fang Yuan said, casually grabbing Ruan Chao'an by the collar and lifting him up as if he were a ragdoll.
"Yes..." Ruan Chao'an dared not resist in the slightest and could only nod in agreement.
The two soared into the air. When they were halfway up, Fang Yuan suddenly remembered something and spoke in a casual tone:
"By the way, before we leave, I plan to tidy up the city of Qu Yue. You have no objections, right?"
"Tidy up..." Although it sounded casual, even a fool would understand what he meant.
Ruan Chao'an's heart trembled, but he dared not oppose. He could only whisper, "No... I'm not familiar with Qu Yue. In fact, this is the first time I've met anyone from the royal family."
"That's good..." Fang Yuan said no more. He raised his hand, and the sky instantly darkened, as another massive palm formed from the heavens!
Ruan Chao'an's pupils reflected the enormous palm, and his heart surged with waves of terror.
Because this palm not only had the power of the Five Elements flowing through it, but also the interwoven forces of wind and thunder!
What a joke...
Ruan Chao'an's heart turned cold. The Five Qi Rotation Palm was his trump card, requiring at least an hour to recover after using it. Yet, the other party casually cast a second palm, and its power surpassed the first!
At this moment, he understood completely — the opponent wasn't just a half-step Martial Saint; his realm was far beyond his own!
Meanwhile, inside the royal palace of Qu Yue, Ruan Wenxiong and others were already thrown into disarray.
After Ruan Chao'an repeatedly cried out "Ancestor, save me" with no response, they finally realized they had been abandoned by their ancestor.
"The ancestor has abandoned us! Quick, let's escape and surrender!"
Ruan Wenxiong screamed hoarsely, leading the royal family members and ministers in a desperate flight from the hall.
However, as they reached the square, they suddenly felt the sky grow dark.
Looking up, they saw a massive palm hovering above them like a floating continent, blocking out the sun, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Ruan Wenxiong and the others felt their throats tighten, their faces pale. Before they could react, the enormous palm descended with unmatched force!
Boom!
A deafening roar filled the heavens and earth...
This scene, which had played out in the capital of Sangjing before, was now repeating itself in Qu Yue. This day would go down in history as the hottest day ever in Qu Yue's capital.
And the capital of Qu Yue had also received a long-awaited nuclear-level destruction...
As for Ruan Wenxiong and the royal family of Qu Yue, even though they never saw Fang Yuan's face, they were completely wiped out by this casual palm strike, leaving no trace behind.
Witnessing this, Ruan Chao'an's back turned cold. When he saw Fang Yuan's gaze upon him, he quickly forced a friendly smile and pointed toward the distance:
"Senior, please follow me. My ancestor is in a valley two hundred miles outside the city..."
Seeing that the other party understood the situation, Fang Yuan had no reason to continue making things difficult. He brought Ruan Chao'an to the front of the Chongwu Marquis: "You wait here. Take care of the aftermath."
"Take care of the aftermath..." The Chongwu Marquis looked at the continent covered in smoke and couldn't help but show a bit of confusion. With such a big mess, how was he supposed to handle the aftermath?
"Do you need me to accompany you?" the Chongwu Marquis couldn't help but ask.
"No need," Fang Yuan shook his head.
Since he had learned that the opponent was a Martial Saint and also mad, a dangerous battle was likely to erupt next.
In such a battle, even being at the edges would likely risk their lives.
At their level, Grandmasters and Super Grandmasters were just slightly stronger monsters than ordinary people.
It was better to let his own master stay here quietly.
"Alright, I understand," the Chongwu Marquis nodded, clearly understanding Fang Yuan's concerns.
After giving the instructions, Fang Yuan and Ruan Chao'an sped toward the valley.
On the way, Ruan Chao'an kept chattering, his tone full of flattery and pleading:
"Senior, my master and I have never left the valley in thousands of years. We've always kept to ourselves. Please, spare us and let us go."
After seeing Fang Yuan's strength, Ruan Chao'an had already accepted that his master would lose.
His master had some strength, but his mind limited his ability to fully utilize it.
"If you say one more word, I'll kill you now," Fang Yuan coldly spoke.
Ruan Chao'an immediately shut his mouth, but soon after, he hardheadedly spoke up again: "Senior..."
"Hmm?"
"Sorry, Senior, even if you kill me, I have to ask this question, or I won't die in peace!" Ruan Chao'an gritted his teeth, his tone carrying a sense of determination.
Is he really so eager to die?
Fang Yuan became curious: "Then ask."
"Senior, how old are you?" Ruan Chao'an immediately asked.
"How old?"
"Yes... I've been cultivating for three thousand years, and I've barely reached half-step Martial Saint," Ruan Chao'an explained. "To reach your level, I'll probably need several hundred more years of cultivation..."
"So, I want to know your age, to see how much of a gap there is in our cultivation talent."
Although he said this, Ruan Chao'an believed his cultivation talent was not worse than Fang Yuan's. In the worst case, even if he were worse, he could make up for it with hard work!
Even though he had lost completely, there was still some pride left in his heart. He kept telling himself that it wasn't that he was weak, but that his opponent was too strong.
Fang Yuan, being an elder, must have lived longer, and if he had Ruan Chao'an's age, his cultivation would surely surpass Fang Yuan's!
"This is such a simple question. I don't mind telling you..." Fang Yuan casually answered, "I'm fifteen."
Fifteen?
Ruan Chao'an was stunned for a moment, unable to react. After all, he couldn't connect the question he had asked with Fang Yuan's answer.
"Uh..." Ruan Chao'an stammered, "Senior, did you misunderstand something? I meant how long have you been cultivating?"
"Oh, that..." Fang Yuan nodded, "I misunderstood."
Ruan Chao'an sighed in relief: "Then what is your answer..."
"Since I began cultivating, about half a year."
Ruan Chao'an's face immediately froze, then he forced a laugh: "Haha... Senior, please don't joke."
"Joke?" Fang Yuan glanced at him coldly, "What's there to joke about?"
Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't have the slightest hint of joking, Ruan Chao'an's heart shrank, and his expression turned extremely shocked and stunned!
This news was so shocking that it was even more devastating than the moment Fang Yuan defeated him!
The proud son of heaven, who had always been so confident, was now gasping for breath like a drowning man, as if he couldn't catch his breath.
Half a year... Just half a year, and the other party had reached this level from an ordinary person?
This was simply absurd! His pride in his talent, hard work, and perseverance had turned into a joke in front of Fang Yuan!
Ruan Chao'an's eyes were filled with despair. All his wounds immediately burst open, and blood gushed out like a fountain!
"What's going on?"
Ruan Chao'an's sudden near-death state startled Fang Yuan. This guy had been so eager to survive just a moment ago. How did he suddenly give up on treatment?!