Category: My Heart was Dug Out at the Beginning, I Transplanted the Heart of the Demon Ancestor

“Abbess, we have no past grievances, nor recent enmity. Why must you pursue me so relentlessly?” Fang Ling’s brows furrowed as he saw her giving chase. Purple Bamboo Abbess replied, “If you tell me the cultivation method of the Saramita Realm, I will let you go today!” Fang Ling laughed at her words, “You hypocritical…

Not far from Boundless City, in a desolate mountain range. Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the yellowing grass, veins bulging on his forehead, and cold sweat drenching his clothes. After leaving Boundless City, he had planned to head straight to Feather City. Mr. Mo’s forces in the Blood Marsh were entrenched in Feather City. But…

  “Your poison is quite interesting…” Fang Ling was slightly surprised. This was the first time he had encountered a poison-using cultivator since descending the mountain. The Witch Daoist’s poison was different from the ones he had cultivated since childhood; it specifically targeted the soul! He had heard Fat Master say that there were two…

“Saramita Realm!” Seeing the cultivators in Boundless City fleeing so quickly, Fang Ling decided to directly use his Divine Power to envelop the entire city. The reason he didn’t use the Saramita Realm from the start was that maintaining the barrier consumed a lot of spiritual energy. Earlier, he wasn’t sure what level of experts…

The Blood Marsh is composed of thirty-six major cities. Each city’s scale is no less than that of Dragon City. Among these thirty-six cities, there are nine particularly special main cities. Even the smallest of the nine can be compared to the royal cities of the three surrounding kingdoms. As for the middle three and…

Fang Ling originally intended to kick her away. But then… he felt something he had never experienced before. Growing up in the Frozen Mountain Temple, he knew nothing of these matters and couldn’t help but feel a bit lost. After a bout of chaos, Emperor Shao fell into a deep sleep. Reflecting on what had…

“Since I was three years old, I began my cultivation journey.” “At the age of five, I officially stepped into the Dubhe Realm!” “At twenty-two, when I ascended the throne, I reached the Merak Realm!” “At sixty-eight, I broke through to the Phecda Realm!” “At one hundred and forty-eight, I ascended to the Megrez Realm!”…

Yun Shuiqing leaped onto the back of the Nether Beast. But before she could steady herself, the Nether Beast suddenly bolted forward at high speed. The beast’s rapid start almost threw her off, so she instinctively reached out and grabbed Fang Ling. Fang Ling, who was sitting comfortably, suddenly felt Yun Shuiqing pressing against him…

Although Fairy Li Jiang was already dead, Fang Ling could still sense a certain fire source within her body. He didn’t rush to expel that fire source but instead summoned his Life-Bound Blood Sword. A strong practitioner like Fairy Li Jiang was the best nourishment. The Blood Sword greedily absorbed the blood fiend energy, and…

Fang Ling continued walking forward, realizing that this canyon was even longer than he had imagined. “Am I seeing things?” Suddenly, he saw a figure ahead. Judging by the silhouette, it seemed to be a woman, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, likely cultivating. Fang Ling stopped and focused his gaze, confirming that he wasn’t hallucinating; there…

The Tianluo Sect members had just finished assembling according to their battle formation when the barrier suddenly vanished. Everyone looked ahead nervously, and they all froze in place. Shock, fear, awe—various emotions flashed across their faces. Three hundred thousand soldiers had turned into three hundred thousand skeletons. Fang Ling stood calmly amidst the pile of…

Within the Basalt Seven Star Formation, Tiger Lord and the others were overjoyed at Fang Ling’s arrival. However, they quickly grew worried, sensing something was amiss. “The Sect Master coming alone might be dangerous,” Python Lord said gravely. “If things go south, we must immediately break out and support the Sect Master.” Mr. Mo and…

“Mr. Mo!” Everyone cupped their hands and bowed in salute. In the Tianluo Sect, the Sect Master holds the highest position. Below the Sect Master are the Two Ghostly Emissaries, with the Ghost Emissary usually holding a slightly higher status. The crowd’s reverence was not just because of his position in the sect, but also…

“` “The strength of the Liuhe Sect was originally much weaker than our Tianluo Sect.” “Their Sect Master, Li Tiange, isn’t particularly powerful.” “Tiger Lord, Eagle Lord, and I, along with the missing Ghost Emissary Mr. Mo, any one of us could defeat him.” “But somehow, this guy managed to find a powerful backer, and…

Seven days later, Fang Ling slowly opened his eyes. The medicinal power of the Vajra Bodhi Pill had been completely refined by him. His physical strength had doubled, reaching an extremely powerful realm. He already possessed the Chaos Sacred Body, enhanced by an undying heart, making his physical growth incomparable to ordinary beings. Moreover, since…

At this moment, a young girl with a dirty face and messy hair ran into the garden. She was none other than Doctor Dou’s apprentice, Shi Xiaobi. “Young Master Fang, the pills are ready!” she said. “My master is calling for you, come with me!” Seeing the little girl so excited, Fang Ling knew that…

Shangguan Haiyue didn’t stay long with Fang Ling before helping the old woman back to the guest room to rest. In the corridor, she couldn’t help but mutter, “Grandma, this person is really difficult to get along with, not sincere at all.” “We introduced ourselves, but he was evasive and wouldn’t say anything.” “I don’t…

“` With a loud bang, the door was forcefully broken open. Fang Ling stepped out from behind the door, one step at a time. He was covered in blood, but his eyes were eerily calm. Uertu let out a miserable scream, purple blood continuously spilling from his mouth. The tomb gate was his lifeblood, and…

Fang Ling put away the Xuanjin Heaven-Piercing Spear, preparing to return to Dragon City. But just then, he looked down at the ruins beneath his feet, feeling a bit puzzled. He sensed some obscure aura beneath the ruins… “Heh heh, I’ve been awakened?” “After sleeping for so long, I’m so hungry!” A strange creature crawled…

The young man from the Golden Horn Clan slowly raised his hand, conjuring a golden spear in his grasp. With a swift motion, he hurled the spear towards Fang Ling. Fang Ling spun around abruptly, meeting the attack with a fierce punch. The golden spear shattered against his iron fist, but the force pushed him…