The "Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque" floated in the air by his will, an extraordinary sight that also made Fang Han's thoughts more agile.

"Blood Sacrifice Refinement" allows those in the Physical Realm to utilize various magical treasures, a truly unparalleled advantage. Only those who cultivate martial arts understand that relying solely on the physical body cannot exert much power.

The physical body cannot fly, fears swords and guns, is vulnerable to poisons, and attacks from water, fire, thunder, and more. In short, even if one cultivates to the tenth level of the Physical Realm, "Divine Transformation," possessing the strength of five horses, they cannot escape the fate of being mortal.

Unless one cultivates to the "Mystic Realm," develops the brain, cultivates spiritual power, and possesses divine abilities.

However, how difficult is it to reach the Mystic Realm? Among ten thousand masters, if one succeeds in cultivation, it is a blessing from the ancestors and a great opportunity.

At this time, the role of magical treasures comes into play.

If a person still in the Physical Realm possesses a flying sword? Capable of cutting people a thousand steps away, after Blood Sacrifice Refinement, it can fly freely, how lethal would that be?

If this person also has an "Amulet," forming a protective qi wall, impervious to swords and guns, what kind of deadly weapon would that be in the world?

A master in the Divine Power Realm might be able to kill a master in the "Divine Transformation" Realm.

Even a low-level magical tool like the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque, Fang Han knows that as long as he uses it well, he might be able to control spiritual beasts to attack enemies.

"Should I try? Dripping blood on the Jiao Fu Huangquan Map? No, I'm afraid there will be changes. If the Jiao Fu Huangquan Map could be refined by blood sacrifice, Bai Haichen would have done it long ago, and it wouldn't have come to me. It's better not to act rashly. If I cause any commotion, I'll be in trouble."

Fang Han is a cautious person, knowing that the "Jiao Fu Huangquan Map" is a strange thing. If he makes a mistake in the blood sacrifice and triggers any unusual signs, he might wish for death but find it difficult.

So he decided to first try out what the "Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque" was really like, whether it could communicate with spiritual beasts for his use.

If the thirty-six cranes could all take orders from him, then even a master in the "Divine Transformation" Realm would not be able to do anything to him.

Fang Han walked up to a crane that was obviously the leader. This crane, compared to the others, was more elegant and a head taller, with the red top on its head as bright as a flame leaping. It was clear to see that this crane was the leader among them.

The crane looked at Fang Han and let out a long cry.

Immediately, Fang Han felt a delicate, feminine voice conveyed from the "Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque": "Young man, quickly open the net and let me out to soar and stretch my bones!"

"Huh?" Fang Han was startled and looked around.

"Hey! What are you looking at? It's my voice. You dripped blood on the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque, and my voice can be conveyed on it, transformed into human language, so you can understand me."

The crane let out another cry, and a mental voice was clearly conveyed from the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque.

"What, me? Are you the crane speaking?" Fang Han finally understood the specific function of the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque. "Okay, I'll let you out, and you'll carry me up to the sky."

"Humph! If you take good care of me, three meals a day, comfortably, I can consider helping you out. If you don't take good care of me, I won't listen to you. Do you think that by holding the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque, you can command me? The Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque is just a magical tool that can communicate with us. We are equal beings."

The crane raised its head, a pair of crane eyes looked down, proudly looking at Fang Han.

"So that's how it is, I thought the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque could command this group of cranes, but it turns out it's just a tool for communication. It seems that raising spiritual beasts is not an easy thing."

Fang Han knew that his hope of controlling thirty cranes to defeat a master in the "Divine Transformation" Realm was probably dashed.

"Crane Fairy, I greet you with respect." After understanding this, Fang Han's expression changed, he put on a smile, and saluted respectfully.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, tornadoes blew out, and these cranes flapped their wings, all rushing out, soaring into the sky and gliding, carefree and comfortable.

"You are a good person, very good, it seems we can be friends. And your aura is also very strong. The strength is quite good." The "Crane Fairy" flew for a while, suddenly dived, and landed in front of Fang Han. The strong wind made him hold his breath, but his steps did not move at all: "From now on, I will let them help you more."

"Thank you, Crane Fairy. I don't know what Crane Fairy wants to eat. I will prepare it for you?" Fang Han nodded.

"Of course, it's roasted pheasant, roasted rabbit. I'll go to other mountains, catch some wild rabbits, pheasants, you roast them for us to eat. Salt, mustard, and so on, add more. Hmm, I'm drooling thinking about eating roasted food. It's a pity I can't use fire, or I'll burn my feathers, and can only rely on you. Roast rabbit, pheasant, so fragrant."

"Crane Fairy" was talking, saliva kept flowing out of her mouth, dripping onto the ground, emitting bursts of fragrance.

"This is crane saliva, an extremely precious medicinal material."

Fang Han looked at the crane saliva that dripped to the ground, feeling a pity, and wanted to find something to collect it. A hundred years of crane saliva is a great thing for nourishing the internal organs, nourishing yin and yang, and moistening the lung qi. Let alone a thousand years of crane saliva, it's a treasure that the martial arts world dreams of, a good thing for cultivating internal breath and internal strength. It's worth its weight in gold.

The cranes of the Yuhua Sect are all different breeds, and the crane saliva is probably comparable to that of a thousand-year-old crane.

"Let's go, let's catch some game!" After the "Crane Fairy" finished drooling, it flapped its wings and flew up, calling to the other cranes. A group of cranes followed, flying out towards the rolling mountains outside Yuhua Mountain.

"Get the grills set up."

Seeing the cranes fly away, Fang Han quickly instructed his two hundred servants to set up many grills for barbecuing.

In a short while, the cranes indeed flew back, each carrying some game. In addition to pheasants and rabbits, there were also large fish from the river, wild wolves, foxes, and even sika deer, tigers, leopards, antelopes, wild boars, and bears. What's more, the Crane Fairy actually caught a large python with a patterned body and dropped it on the ground, startling all the servants.

"No wonder this is a lucrative position. Just by sending these cranes to hunt, one could make an unknown amount of money every day. Tiger skins, bear skins, fox skins, snake gall, bear paws..."

Fang Han looked at all this and knew why Fang Man, Fang Rui, and Fang Lie were envious of his position.

After directing the servants to work for half a day, skinning the game and barbecuing the choicest meats, Fang Han personally took charge of grilling the python caught by the Crane Fairy, exerting all his culinary skills. He even had servants bring some good wine for the Crane Fairy to drink.

One by one, the cranes were well-fed and satisfied, flew around in the sky for a while, landed, and went back to their own places to sleep.

"These spiritual cranes are not as complicated as serving people; their thoughts are relatively simple." After serving the cranes well, Fang Han let out a sigh of relief.

For several dozen days, Fang Han, apart from secretly practicing martial arts, was indeed serving these cranes, gradually getting on well with the Crane Fairy.

His boxing skills, after reaching the "Divine Power" realm, the "Nine Orifices Golden Pill" in his heart seemed to slow down a lot, as if the cultivation of the physical body had reached a limit.

However, Fang Han did not slack off, still practicing hard every day, enduring grueling training with perseverance, believing that one day he would break through again.

On this day, Fang Han let the Crane Fairy drink a little wine, and while in high spirits, he proposed to taste the feeling of flying in the sky.

"Flying is not an easy thing, hold on to my feathers tightly, and I won't be responsible if you fall off." The Crane Fairy, with a pair of drunken eyes, drooled crane saliva, which was now caught by Fang Han in a bowl.

"I will be careful." With the permission of the Crane Fairy, Fang Han turned over and climbed onto the crane's back. He has now reached the realm of divine power, as agile as a monkey, comparable to a weasel, and his movements were quite agile.

"I'm flying now!" The Crane Fairy stood up, flapped its wings, and Fang Han immediately felt a shock throughout his body, as if he had lost weight. The wind roared in his ears, making it hard to breathe. He barely opened his eyes and saw the forests and mountains below, the palaces the size of fists. If he fell, he would definitely be shattered.

"Is this the feeling of flying? I have finally ascended to the heavens!" Although he was a little uneasy, Fang Han was very excited in his heart.

"But this is flying by external force. One day, I will cultivate to the Mystic Realm and cross the void by myself. This is the true immortal." Fang Han said to himself, but his hands tightly held the feathers of the "Crane Fairy."

The Crane Fairy flapped its wings and shuttled through the clouds like an arrow, flying out of Yuhua Mountain in no time.

Outside Yuhua Mountain, there are rolling mountains. No one knows how many mountains there are, tens of thousands, millions? No one knows how many secrets are hidden in the mountains.

"Where are we going to fly?"

Seeing the "Zidian Peak" disappear, Fang Han asked on the crane's back through the Ten Thousand Beasts Plaque.

"What are you afraid of? I can fly a thousand miles in an hour." The Crane Fairy snorted: "It's easy to go back, just a few flaps of the wings."

"Well, I'll leave everything to you, since the wings are on your body." Fang Han lowered his head, and the whole person hid in the crane feathers, as if he was wearing a very large crane cloak. The air current glided over the feathers, and he couldn't be blown away, and he immediately felt much more relaxed, enjoying the process of flying.

At this moment, suddenly, in the mountains ahead, several astonishing black airs, like wolf smoke, rushed to the sky, forming seven smoke columns, as if to pierce the sky.

In these thick and dark smoke columns, countless dark smoke condensed into ferocious faces, as if the door to the demon world was opened.

"No good! This is the Demon God Sect's 'Tianlang Seven Evil Smokes.' Hurry up, hurry up. Within tens of thousands of miles around Yuhua Mountain, there must be no people from the demon and devil sects! What's going on? Hurry up, hurry up."

The Crane Fairy saw the black smoke column that rushed straight to the sky and immediately started shouting, turning around in a circle, almost throwing Fang Han out of the feathers.

"What's the matter?" Fang Han also saw the seven black smoke columns in the distance.

"Run quickly, run quickly, if we are discovered, we are dead." The Crane Fairy couldn't care so much and flew back fiercely.

At this moment, a black smoke suddenly flew out from the seven smoke columns, condensing into a terrifying human face the size of a door panel, flying towards them, opening its bloody mouth, and biting at the flying Crane Fairy and Fang Han in the air.