Twenty battles in a single day!

The overseer was extremely frightened now, he replied: "Yes Lord!"

Fang Xian laughed and went to watch the most popular battle at the moment, it was two rank sixes against each other which was a rare occurrence.

As soon as Fang Xian arrived, the bustling crowd became silent, recognising him.

Even the rank six competitors looked over their shoulders at Fang Xian, they were one of the people that had requested to challenge him.

Fang Xian remembered something and called to the rank sixes: "Finish your little fight quickly, after that I challenge you both to a two-on-one!"

The rank sixes were momentarily shocked before laughing.

They also had soul techniques, with these their battle strength could reach rank eight peak-level, regardless of Fang Xian's ability and skull, he wouldn't be able to beat them.

"We accept." They grinned and finished their battle right that instant, agreeing on a draw.

"Lord Draconic Demon, I have arranged the twenty fights, your first fight will be in ten minutes!" The overseer that had talked to Fang Xian first came rushing over, shouting.

'Ten minutes, eh? Easy.' Fang Xian revealed a sly grin as he stepped into the ring.

He had a plan to beat these cultivators, they were at the beginning stages of rank six realm, his Dragon Transfiguration: Dragon Blade soul technique could match with rank six middle-level cultivators, so what if they had great soul techniques if they would already be dead before using it?

Fang Xian waited for the overseer of the battle to begin, rousing his soul qi.

"Commence!"

As soon as heard that, he transformed into a dragon instantaneously, using Dragon Transfiguration: Dragon Blade and heavily injuring one of the rank six cultivators.

'He's fast!' The other rank six exclaimed in his mind, glancing at his opponent turned ally. 'So what if he has a great soul move? I have a better one.'

With that, he began to power up his rank eight level soul technique, harnessing energy from the air quite visibly.

This was a transfiguration soul technique and it needed some time to power up.

Suddenly, Fang Xian struck.

Dragon Transfiguration: Dragon Blade!

He aimed at the weakest point in the neck, killing the rank six during his transformation!

He focused his attention to the other rank six and used Dragon Transfiguration: Demon Dragon Breath, burning his body a few seconds later.

'Hm, thirty seconds. That's a record for a two-one-one, no?' Fang Xian thought to himself.

His advantage was solely from the dragon transfiguration method and that came from knowledge in his previous life.

'If I want to undergo twenty battles today, I am bound to lose the last few because of my soul qi.' Fang Xian evaluated in his mind. 'These were recently advanced rank six mortals, they still possessed the mindset of a rank five, whereas I am a previous rank six immortal, I possess the corresponding mindset. In this world, it is all about the mindset. If a person does not think that they can do something, they will not do it. Ambition is the stepping stone to attaining greatness.'

"Draconic Demon Feng Shi wins by double murder! He has set the all-time record for two-on-one battles with thirty-two seconds!" The overseer announced.

With that, Fang Xian left the ring. With every murder he obtained, he felt as if his murder path comprehension increases tremendously.

He decided to solely focus on battling today.

…

"He has committed seventeen murders in one day and set fourteen different records, most of which were him breaking his own record. This Draconic Demon, regardless of his nature, is an indisputable fighting prodigy!" One viewer from the crowd exclaimed after watching Fang Xian leaving the ring after his twentieth fight.

He lost three fights by surrender, he was smart and calculative, he predicted when he was in trouble and got out, he came close to death many times, but if he died, with his last breath he would use the unyielding demon immortal soul anyways.

'Twenty battles, eight thousand soul stones obtained. Two thousand soul stones away from my goal, but for now, I will not earn my money through battling. I will earn by trading, this is the foundation of my plan.' Fang Xian laid out his plan in his mind, he was unrelenting, he traveled straight to the trading hall.

When he entered, the man who greeted him was a short, chubby old man. He was wearing a shining golden robe, which made him look like the emperor of an ancient Arabic civilisation, it was truly a magnificent piece of clothing.

"Hello, sir. How may I help you today?" He asked, smiling broadly.

'Perfect! Just the right person!' Fang Xian thought in his mind.

"Shan Puao! I was just looking for you!" Fang Xian exclaimed, extending his hand for a vigorous handshake.

"Oh, you know who I am? May I ask who you are, friend?" Shan Puao returned the handshake with a curious and beckoning grin.

"I am Fang Ling, a secret disciple of your great friend, Wan Fei." Fang Xian replied, masquerading as his deceased little brother.

"Oh, so it is disciple Fang Ling! I have been told many things about you from Wan Fei! To think I would coincidentally meet you today! So what is the reason you were looking for me, Fang Ling?" Shan Puao questioned.

'Huh? Is he bluffing or does he know a Fang Ling?' Fang Xian was curious but he didn't show it. "Haha, I'm flattered. I was looking for you to ask for a favour, uncle Puao. I have obtained an inheritance but it requires a rank seven cultivator in order to acquire it, I was wondering if you would help me?"

"Why not? It's been a while since I had some degree of fun!" Shan Puao answered unhesitatingly.

"I'm glad!" Fang Xian exclaimed.

…

Across the sect, there was a familiar face training with passion in a courtyard.

This person was the real Fang Ling, Fang Xian's brother!