Fang Xin and Kou Tianlin chatted for a while, jumping from one topic to another.
Kou Tianlin is a very clever person.
He knows how to talk to people and never forces them.
Kou Tianlin always disclosed some of the Eternal Night Army's upcoming movements to Fang Xin.
But Kou Tianlin was afraid of putting Fang Xin in a difficult position, so he never asked Fang Xin about any movements on this side.
After the two finished their conversation, Fang Xin's gaze inadvertently shifted.
He saw the Church's Holy Maiden transform into a streak of light, flying from a distance and landing in the Church's encampment.
It must be said, you can doubt Lao Se Pi Shang Tianque's other abilities, or even his beast-taming skills, but you absolutely cannot doubt Lao Se Pi Shang Tianque's aesthetic judgment.
If that Lao Se Pi says someone is beautiful, there must be something unique about them.
The Holy Maiden of the Church wasn't the extremely beautiful type, but she possessed an inherent cool and detached aura that compensated for all her shortcomings, raising her to a near-perfect level.
Chu Xinyao, whom Fang Xin hadn't seen in a long time, followed the Holy Maiden of the Church's streak of light. As she returned, she seemed to spot Fang Xin in the city, and the two exchanged a glance from a distance.
Chu Xinyao looked very tired and pale. It seemed she had been working non-stop and was exhausted. Although her father was one of the few powerful figures in the Church, Chu Xinyao still practiced diligently.
Fang Xin returned to the camp. There was still some time until the full counterattack. During this period, Fang Xin planned to solidify his strength, raising his cultivation level further. Now that he was a Battalion Commander, he didn't need to do everything himself; he could delegate tasks to his subordinates.
Over the next few days, Fang Xin immersed himself in diligent practice. His Strength-based cultivation gradually approached Level 9 Warrior, and his Slaughter Talent's combat power also slowly neared Level 10 Warrior.
During the major counterattack, Fang Xin not only had his trusted subordinates from the Ninth Division but also members from other divisions of the Sky Shield Bureau, with two battalions assigned to him for command.
Among them, by coincidence, was the battalion where Yanzhi from the Sixth Division was located.
During the battalion meeting, Fang Xin and Yanzhi met. Yanzhi tilted her head, smiled sweetly at Fang Xin, and handed him a bag filled with various small cakes.
"Student Fang Xin, thank you for saving my life during the last mission. These are pastries I made myself; please try them."
"When working, address me by my title!"
Yanzhi paused, muttering to herself that he truly was a Mangfu, but she still offered the bag with a sweet smile, saying,
"Team Leader Fang, thank you for saving me last time. I didn't know what you wanted, so I learned to make some pastries. Here, have a taste."
Fang Xin casually said, "Saving you was my duty. I would have saved anyone in that situation. We are all teammates fighting side by side; there's no need to talk about thanks."
"Then I won't give them to you as a teammate, but as a friend. Here's some pastry I made for you."
Fang Xin took it, "Thanks."
Yanzhi smiled, "Tell me if it's not enough! Well, you're busy, I'll head back first."
Watching Yanzhi leave, Fang Xin casually handed the pastries to Li Bao'er, who came out of the conference room later, "Bao'er, these are pastries Big Brother specially went far to buy for you. Quick, try them and see how they taste."
Li Bao'er took the pastries and took a bite, "Xin Guo, the door wasn't closed just now. I'm not deaf; I heard everything you two said."
Fang Xin's face didn't flush, and he didn't gasp for breath, "The door wasn't closed, huh? I'll have to tell the subordinates later that the habit of closing doors behind them must not be forgotten!"
Li Bao'er ate one, then casually handed the bag to Shi Tailang, who came out from behind, "Little Fatty, these are pastries Xin Guo went far to buy for everyone. You try them."
Shi Tailang's face darkened, "I heard what you guys said too!"
Despite his words, Shi Tailang still took the pastries and took a bite, "This tastes good. Bao'er, why aren't you eating more?"
"Too strong a tea flavor, I don't like it."
"There's no tea flavor!" Shi Tailang picked up the bag and sniffed it. Like Zhu Bajie eating a ginseng fruit, he stuffed two more into his mouth and chewed, "Where's the tea flavor?"
Bai Yulin, with her double ponytails, knitted sweater, pleated skirt, and knee-high socks, walked over with her hands behind her back, "The cake doesn't have a tea flavor, but the person who made the cake, well, that's another story."
"Is there?" Shi Tailang's cheeks were puffed out.
Bai Yulin shook her head, "How could an idiot like you tell? It's going to be very difficult for your Old Shi family to even take the first step in discerning girls if they're relying on you to carry on the family line."
"Didn't Xin Ge also not notice?"
"Why don't you compare yourself to the good ones? Xin Ge is Strength-based; are you comparing yourself to Xin Ge?"
Fang Xin turned his head and glared, "Huh?"
Bai Yulin chuckled, then took off running before Fang Xin could kick him.
Fang Xin looked in the direction Yanzhi had returned. Fang Xin couldn't sense any danger from Xiao Lu Jie's cousin. If she wanted to kill him, Fang Xin would definitely be able to sense it.
Returning to the camp, Fang Xin fully immersed himself in cultivation.
After ten full days, Fang Xin perceived the changes occurring in his body.
He realized he was about to break through.
He immediately left a clone in his room and his true self rushed to the God and Demon Ruins.
According to the old classification of various realms, Level 7 Warrior is called 'Breaking Mirror,' Level 8 Warrior is 'Responding to Void,' Level 9 Warrior is 'Spirit Platform,' and Level 10 Warrior is 'Divine Embryo.'
Fang Xin's Slaughter Talent had already reached Level 9 Warrior, known as Spirit Platform.
As Fang Xin's aura surged.
With his eyes closed, he could see that above his seven spiritual Divine Springs were seven Light Power Divine Sources, and above the Divine Sources, his vital energy gradually condensed into a blood-colored throne.
This was the Spirit Platform of the Slaughter Talent!
Level 7 Warrior is when the five viscera communicate with external spiritual energy, Level 8 Warrior is when various acupoints in the body establish contact with the outside world, and Level 9 Warrior is when spiritual energy, fed back from this external connection, constructs a Spirit Platform, essentially creating a main control panel for when one's domain unfolds.
And Level 10 Warrior is when a Divine Embryo is nurtured upon the Spirit Platform using spiritual energy.
As Fang Xin's aura ascended, a phantom figure gradually appeared on the blood-colored throne. The phantom became increasingly solid, and upon closer inspection, it was strikingly similar to the King of Slaughter Fang Xin had previously seen in the mirror.
The Divine Embryo phantom sat upon the blood-colored throne, resting a hand on its chin. Although its facial features were unclear, one could still perceive the terrifying aura of disdain for the world emanating from the Divine Embryo.
Within the God and Demon Ruins, Fang Xin suddenly devoured a large piece of the Six-Eyed Deity's essence blood, and his aura surged dramatically.
In the temple where he was, a golden light suddenly erupted, reaching the heavens. Chants of Sanskrit echoed, bells and drums chimed in unison, and a Buddha's shadow slowly emerged from the Thunder Sound Hall, looking down at Fang Xin with an expression neither joyful nor sorrowful.
Fang Xin's vital energy boiled and climbed steadily.
The phantom on the blood-colored throne became increasingly solid.
All living beings within the entire No. 9 God and Demon Relic felt fear as this terrifying aura ascended.
A small stone vanished into thin air, and then, the Little Hamster appeared not far away, looking at Fang Xin with extreme shock, muttering.
"Is this the Head of the Seven Kings?"
Fang Xin was enveloped in a scarlet aura, and a phantom throne gradually appeared behind him. The phantom soared into the sky, covering the sun and obscuring the day.
All living beings in the entire God and Demon Ruins looked up and could see the blood-colored throne suspended in the sky.
A terrifying oppressive aura spread across the land.
"Since you have seen Slaughter! Why do you not bow?"