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Chapter 103: Exploration (Dedicated to Alliance Master Ye Xun)
Chapter 103: Exploration (Dedicated to Alliance Master Ye Xun)
Qinglinfang City.
It was the depths of night.
A dozens-of-meters-long Tier 2 Ink Jade Python now occupied the position of the original Golden-Feathered Vulture, coiled atop the spirit vein. It raised its thick serpentine head, exhaling purple-black fumes towards the moon.
Hsss!
Amidst the terrifying hissing, strands of moonlight fell, constantly tempering its physique and bloodline, propelling it towards a higher level.
At the same time, a layer of pitch-black poisonous mist was also spreading outwards from this demonic beast, permeating the entire city.
This was a Tier 2 lethal poison, capable of eroding the earth's veins and even altering the environment!
If this place were occupied by this Ink Jade Python for a few more decades or even centuries, it might just turn into a poisonous wasteland.
Outside the city, on the branch of an ancient cypress tree, a lifeless yellow oriole was tilting its head, observing this scene.
Suddenly!
A palm appeared out of thin air and grabbed the oriole: "Hmm? This thing is quite ingenious..."
This palm was as withered as firewood, but it clutched the oriole firmly, leaving it unable to move.
Boom!
The oriole suddenly transformed into a ball of flame, its self-destruct program activated.
"Hmm?"
There wasn't a scratch on the palm, nor any sign of the black feathers.
The owner of the palm was a black-robed old Taoist priest with bright eyes. He was short and skinny, with distinct features, a goatee, and black Taoist robes. His hair was simply pinned with an ebony hairpin.
"It actually had no fluctuation of magic power, which caught me off guard. Interesting!"
The skinny old Taoist, Wu, nodded, collecting the remains of the oriole after it self-destructed. He then turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky!
In the high skies, the gale was biting cold.
Yet, none of it caused even a flutter in his robe.
The old Taoist waited for a moment, and soon, two more streams of light arrived to join him.
One had a face like a peach blossom and silver hair—it was none other than Nie Feifeng, the Grand Elder of Qingxu Zong!
The other was a burly man wearing beast skins, his body adorned with various demonic beast tattoos, and an intimidating aura.
"Why are you so slow, Taoist Wu? Has something happened in the city?"
Nie Feifeng asked as soon as she saw the black-robed Taoist.
"Nothing has changed, but I came across a very interesting puppet, which delayed me a bit... That puppet had no fluctuation of magic power at all. If I hadn't examined the city with my divine sense earlier, I might have missed it... It even had a self-destruct mechanism, which I didn't detect..."
Taoist Wu stroked his goatee, looking somewhat surprised: "It seems that the city you've built, Taoist Nie, has attracted some powerful puppeteers..."
"You flatter me, Taoist Wu. At this time, there are probably only a few scattered cultivators left in the city."
Nie Feifeng's expression was calm and collected: "I'm actually more interested in that Tier 2 high-grade Ink Jade Python... As it exhales and inhales the moonlight, tempering its demonic energy, it must have already condensed a demonic core. This Ink Jade Python is exceptional, and it might even have a trace of Flood Dragon bloodline. If your spiritual pet were to consume its core, it would surely improve by a small realm."
Before she could finish, the burly man in beast skins, Lian, reached for the spirit beast bag at his waist.
He was the Grand Elder of the 'Wan Shou Zong', skilled in taming all sorts of spiritual beasts.
Among them was a 'Jiao Mang Snake' with Flood Dragon bloodline, a fairly decent bloodline heritage, currently only at the low-grade Tier 2 level.
If it could obtain a core from the same kind, it might indeed advance by a small stage.
But at the moment, he remained expressionless: "Our priority for this trip is still the Wan Fa Secret Realm... My spiritual pet is a minor matter."
"You're too humble, Lian. Who among us doesn't know who you are... If your 'Jiao Mang Snake' advances to mid-Tier 2, it should be able to assist you in performing that secret divine ability, right?"
Taoist Wu chuckled: "The 'Spirit Attachment Technique' of Wan Shou Zong is renowned. The purer the dragon bloodline, the more astonishing its might... Coupled with your cultivation, it might even pose a threat to late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, am I right?"
"Where are you getting this from? Stop prying into my sect's secret arts, old ghost Wu."
Lian's face remained unchanged, but the tattoos on his body seemed to come alive, emitting faint roars of beasts.
Taoist Wu quickly waved his hands: "Don't get worked up, Brother Lian. These old bones of mine can't handle your spiritual powers... I'm just concerned that if we rashly kill this high-grade Tier 2 demonic beast, we might attract a Tier 3 demonic beast or even a beast tide, just like last time. That would be a loss, wouldn't it? After all, the three of us are infiltrating this place alone, and the dangers are manifold..."
"Hmph, if Taoist Nie had informed us about this place earlier, we could have arranged for our forces to come and develop the area earlier, and we wouldn't be in such a passive situation..."
Lian also harbored some dissatisfaction towards Nie Feifeng.
In a secluded practice room within the Happy Home Community, Fang Xing was drenched in sweat as faint golden light emanated from his pores, forming illusory patterns on his skin.
'If someone else saw this scene of me mastering the Dragon Elephant Technique, they would probably raise their evaluation of me again... Things are good as they are now.'
Fang Xing was quite satisfied with his current life. Lan Fei was an excellent personal assistant and understood the importance of respecting his privacy.
With a representative from the Giant God Group by his side, other forces wouldn't dare approach him.
As for those university recruiters?
Fang Xing had only met with the teacher from Wuyue University, and his intentions were already clear.
If he couldn't get into a top-tier university, he would attend Wuyue University.
Now that he had a backup plan, he could focus all his attention on martial arts practice. He had even taken a leave of absence from school, claiming that he was devoting all his time to preparing for the college entrance exam.
There was little that Yucai High School could offer him now.
Only Principal Lu Guangming, a Martial Arts Golden Core cultivator, could occasionally give him guidance.
However, whenever the opportunity arose, Fang Xing would still go to school to receive personal instruction from this Martial Arts Golden Core teacher.
Bang, bang!
During this martial arts training session, Fang Xing suddenly had a moment of enlightenment.
The various moves of the Military Body Fist, such as the Bow-Step Cannon Fist, Half-Step Collapse Fist, and Battle Axe Leg, flowed from his body as if every part of him had transformed into a killing machine.
With the final punch, his martial arts will suddenly changed, and a surge of killing intent appeared on his body! It was as if an army of a thousand troops was about to annihilate their enemies!
"The intent of the Military Killing Fist..."
Fang Xing murmured, and as he checked his attribute panel, he found that the Military Body Fist Twelve Forms had indeed advanced:
Military Body Fist Twelve Forms: 1/400 (Master)
"The heavens reward diligence; hard work pays off, the ancients did not deceive me!"
His face lit up as he looked at his current realm:
Fourth Realm: Courage (90/200)
"The baptism of the Military Killing Fist's artistic conception has also propelled my cultivation of courage to a new level..."
"Now, my progress is almost halfway there... It represents that my cultivation of courage has reached nearly half."
Fang Xing was aware that this cultivation progress was abnormal.
Ordinary practitioners of the Courage Realm either fought for their lives on the battlefield, constantly tempering their martial will, or secluded themselves and took precious mental and spiritual medicines to achieve rapid progress.
They wouldn't bother cultivating other martial arts or accumulating different martial arts insights.
After all, not everyone was like Fang Xing, who could comprehend martial arts insights as easily as eating and breathing.
Due to his attribute panel, as long as he broke through to the 'Master' level, he would be able to understand a thread of insight power.
But other warriors didn't have it so easy.
And it was because of this that Fang Xing tried to continuously layer insights, and now it seemed that it indeed had a positive effect on his cultivation of courage.
'It's also quite troublesome to learn other martial arts... With my current understanding of the four insights and the profound foundation, even if I do nothing but idle around every day, the spiritual power in my Niwan Palace will still increase rapidly...'
He grabbed a towel, wiped the sweat from his body, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door and even sticking a 'House Protection Talisman' on it.
With a silver flash, Fang Xing arrived at the underground base.
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing, who was routinely checking the surveillance, was suddenly startled.
"There's another expert here? Being able to detect my drone with their spiritual sense means they're at least at the Foundation Establishment stage or higher..."
"Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators would have to be foolish to venture deep into this desolate land to court death, unless they're... Core Formation cultivators?"
"If they've come, there's only one target—the Wan Fa Secret Realm in the Five Scorpion Valley?"
...
Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly checked the surveillance of the Five Scorpion Valley, only to find that most of them had self-destructed according to the program settings.
Only a few, located a few miles away, barely captured three lights descending into the canyon, followed by earth-shattering roars, indicating that the lone unicorn lion demon beast in the canyon had surely perished.
"The spiritual sense range of Core Formation cultivators might be a few miles... They didn't pass by here, I guess I'm lucky... Or maybe they did but didn't detect any life force and ignored it?"
He pondered for a moment, ultimately shaking his head helplessly.
Regardless, Fang Xing had to admit that he could only pose a threat to Foundation Establishment cultivators at close range, not to mention Core Formation cultivators...
Even the laser guns were unlikely to be effective against them...
The best course of action was to evade their might!
He immediately set to work, diverting the original underground base and destroying a lot of modern equipment. He buried the laser guns and other items in different locations.
Fortunately, these items didn't emit any spiritual energy fluctuations and weren't very noticeable.
As for the warehouse, it could be left untouched.
Local vagrant cultivators all had a hoarding nature, and it wasn't unusual for them to have a few underground storages and supply warehouses.
In fact, most of the secret realms and ancient ruins in the current cultivation world were luxurious upgrades of warehouses left by predecessors, still attracting a constant stream of explorers.
"Let's go... This place is dangerous, I'll probably have to wait until the winter vacation to come back."
Although Core Formation cultivators might only need a short time to explore a secret realm, Fang Xing decided to lay low on Planet Eaglet for a while.
...
Just as Fang Xing was leaving.
Wan Fa Secret Realm.
In the midst of swirling celestial energy, the Jade Palace was magnificent, with countless pavilions, towers, and terraces faintly visible.
The fragrance of medicinal herbs filled the air, and several spirit herb gardens shone with colorful radiance. Through the thick layers of restrictions, one could glimpse spiritual flowers, exotic fruits, immortal herbs, and rare ginseng... It seemed to have everything.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In front of a palace, Nie Feifeng and the other two were riding their magical treasures, continuously bombarding a five-colored restriction on the palace door.
The light of the three magical treasures flowed and revolved, emitting bursts of spiritual power fluctuations that would strike fear into the hearts of even Foundation Establishment cultivators.
The aftermath of shattering each restriction here could potentially reduce them to ashes.
And amidst this tremor, in an unknown space deep underground, a brass oil lamp suddenly flickered and emitted a faint layer of light.
With this faint light, one could make out that the space wasn't very large. Under the brass oil lamp was a new spirit wood table.
The light on the oil lamp flickered as if struggling to ignite the wick.
However, the largest area in the space wasn't occupied by the table but by a coffin next to it.
This coffin was made of white jade and exuded a chilling aura. It had no lid, revealing a layer of thick profound ice inside.
And within the profound ice, there seemed to be a figure quietly lying...
(End of Chapter)
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