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Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 375 - 212: Facing Nature as a Mortal
Fang Qingyu remained seated upright.
His eyes, like melted gold, were downcast, gazing at the ground before him.
That hard and cold face seemed carved from the hardest granite, without a ripple of emotion.
Only the hands resting on his knees, the ten fingers curled ever so slightly, the knuckles turning slightly white from exertion.
The rhythm of his breathing appeared to be just a fraction slower than usual.
The whole person was like a volcano repressed to the extreme.
Beneath the calm surface, a magma capable of burning everything was surging and boiling.
Facing the majesty of heaven with a mortal body.
Yan Shouzheng’s words were like a heavy hammer that violently smashed open the door to the ultimate path in his heart.
It wasn’t fear, it wasn’t retreat.
It was excitement!
It was an uncontrollable, almost boiling desire!
To strip away all power, using the purest, most primitive flesh and blood, to challenge the thunder! To embrace the storm! To measure the lava!
To feel the majesty of heaven that could crush steel.
This idea itself carried a nearly mad romance and the allure of pushing the limits!
Fang Qingyu seemed to have already heard the eardrum-splitting thunder calling, felt the scorching heat of lava beneath his feet burning everything to ashes, smelled the icy wind freezing the soul carrying its scent...
Every cell was trembling with excitement!
It was the most direct quest for the essence of power!
It was the most brutal and genuine test of his own limits!
...
A day later.
At the edge of the Pocket World Blessed Land, in the high-speed elevator leading to the underground teleportation hall.
Fang Qingyu wore a simple black combat suit, the Dragon Sparrow Shocking slung at his waist, the sword scabbard wrapped with nine dragon bone-like tendons, faintly flowing with dark gold and purple electric gleams.
Jiang Wei still wore that primrose yellow dress, quietly standing by his side.
The elevator silently and swiftly descended.
Fang Qingyu stood as straight as a spear, his face serene.
But in the depths of those melted gold-like profound eyes, a faint and almost uncontainable fiery light, like a volcano about to erupt, circulated.
It was a forcibly repressed...
The utmost excitement and anticipation for the forthcoming "Mortal Trial"!
After listening to Yan Shouzheng’s words, Fang Qingyu.
Repeatedly simulated in his mind the scenario when thunder strikes, without a Golden Body to endure, without Tribulation Fire tempering, to feel the pain and destruction will with nothing but flesh and blood; what would that scene be like?
When stepping barefoot to the lava’s edge, as skin and flesh carbonize and peel away instantly, could that soul-penetrating scorching pain let him touch the Power of Nature?
Each simulation made the desire more surging.
"Ding."
The elevator doors slid open, revealing the cold and solemn teleportation hall. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
A giant azure-blue spatial vortex slowly rotated in the central district.
Only the two of them were there.
Wei Banmeng and the others were not yet ready for this "seeking death" breakthrough method.
But just as they were about to step into the light gate at that moment.
Jiang Wei, who had been quietly following, suddenly raised her small face and looked at Fang Qingyu’s tense jawline with clear big eyes, as if seeing through the surging magma beneath his struggle to maintain calmness.
Her small mouth slightly opened, and she murmured softly and calmly:
"Don’t worry, it’s not as difficult as you think."
Fang Qingyu’s steps suddenly stopped.
Lowering his head, he locked eyes with Jiang Wei’s, dazed for a moment.
Then, a truly relaxed smile, like warm sunshine breaking through the ice, slowly spread across his hardened face.
He reached out his hand, gently ruffled Jiang Wei’s soft hair.
His voice carried a faint hoarseness and relief:
"Mm."
No extra words.
Fang Qingyu no longer suppressed, letting the excitement and desire for heaven’s great power flow through his chest.
Holding Jiang Wei’s small hand, his eyes like an unsheathed Jingzhe, without the slightest hesitation, he stepped into the huge azure-blue spatial vortex.
Weightlessness! Pulling sensation!
The bizarre scenes shattered and reformed!
The solid touch of scorched black rocks came from beneath his feet, carrying scorching residual warmth. The violent rain mixed with ice-cold and piercing swirls, like countless steel needles, fiercely bombarded his face!
The air was thick with the scent of sulfur, rust, and... a trace of dreadfully nerve-racking electric charge!
Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, the air with a rotten sweet fragrance and heavy moisture rushed into his lungs.
He didn’t immediately activate Qi Blood to resist the cold of the rain and the numbness of the electric charge as usual.
Instead...
He actively sealed his body’s orifices!
Cut off the surging river of Qi Blood!
Constrained the condensed Five Elements Rotating Force!
Thoroughly internalized the terrifying defense and power brought by the Nine Tribulations Body!
At this moment, he was no longer the Fang Qingyu who stood against the divine elect, wielding a sword to invoke Heavenly Punishment.
He stripped off all extraordinary armaments, reverting himself to a true, fragile mortal!
The wind and rain instantly became incredibly real and brutal!
The cold rain soaked his combat suit, clinging to his skin, stealing away warmth and bringing searing cold.
The howling wind swirled with gravel and stones, whipping against his exposed skin, burning with a stinging pain.
The pervasive electric charge felt like countless tiny needles continuously stimulating his nerve endings, causing an irritating numbness.
Fang Qingyu’s body slightly trembled, not from fear, but from this long-lost, mortal "cold" and "sting".
It made him feel a strange novelty and... reality!
Fang Qingyu raised his head, looking at the eternal lead-gray sky and the swirling dense fog within the "Abyss".
In the depths of those melted gold eyes, an unprecedented fiery brilliance burned.







