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Chapter 128 - A Familiar Face
Chapter 128 - A Familiar Face
"Is that Nascent Soul cultivator from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect too afraid to come himself, so he sent his disciples to their deaths instead... Either way, cannon fodder is expendable."
Several days later.
Fang Xing gathered the information he had obtained and began formulating an escape plan, no, a migration strategy.
"It's good to still have acquaintances in the market...”
“The most comfortable way to leave would be by airship... With how large the market is, the supply ships can carry quite a few passengers each trip..."
"With Su Ye's help, getting a ticket shouldn't be difficult."
The reason he chose Su Ye was that this woman had witnessed Fang Xing's strength and wouldn't be tempted to turn on him for money.
Moreover, she had previously signed a second-grade spirit pact. Although her cultivation was now profound, and she might be able to break free from the contract, she would still have to pay a certain price.
Fang Xing believed that he wasn't worth that price yet, after all, he had no grudge with Su Ye, and they had even cooperated quite well.
"Aside from that, I could also get a detailed map and leave with my main body..."
As long as he had a relatively safe route, Su Ye, who was only at the initial stage of foundation establishment back then, had managed to escape with a group of weak and elderly cultivators.
Fang Xing didn't doubt that he could do the same with his main body.
He was able to fight second-grade magical beasts back then, and his strength had only grown since.
If he got close enough, even a fully cultivated foundation establishment cultivator would fall with a single sword strike... Of course, the prerequisite was that he needed a better sword!
With the promotion of his main body, the Green Rainbow Sword, a second-grade low-grade spiritual artifact, was gradually becoming inadequate.
"I have quite a few good things on hand now. Whether it's the second-grade demon pill or the second-grade Fire God Thunder Talisman, they would all attract a lot of covetous eyes if I took them out..."
"But resources are still scarce here. I should go to the wild lands and look for more resources, especially that Primordial Chaos Qi!"
"In addition, I should also keep an eye out for pill-concocting spiritual plants... I wonder how effective third-grade pills are in this world for healing?"
Comparing the local Primordial Chaos Qi with the special cosmic energy in the treasure vault was part of his long-established plan.
In addition, Fang Xing had also become interested in higher-grade pills.
Just because local martial artists couldn't consume spiritual pills didn't mean that Blue Star martial artists couldn't!
If there were pills that could 'raise the dead and flesh the bones', could they replace the 'Yang Water'?
How much academic credit could be saved with such a substitution?
The cultivation world was rich in resources, and he could make the most of them to replace some of the original martial arts resources.
This was Fang Xing's cultivation plan.
With the current cultivation of his main body, accomplishing this wouldn't be too difficult.
Moreover, he also had a real cultivator clone, which could provide even more convenience.
In the following days, Fang Xing watched as one airship after another brought in large numbers of cultivators, restoring the Qinglin Market to its former bustling state at a remarkable pace.
Soon after, they began sending out people to conduct a carpet-style search near the Secret Realm of Ten Thousand Laws.
Fang Xing looked at their search area and couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Aren't these the places where I fought that third-grade flood dragon back then? Especially the place where the Qingxu Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator fell... It seems that the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's Nascent Soul cultivator is holding onto a glimmer of hope, or perhaps he sensed that female Nascent Soul cultivator's little scheme?"
...
In the dense forest.
Han Qingyun held a small, pitch-black shield artifact in one hand and a mid-grade flying sword in the other, his expression vigilant as he scanned his surroundings.
As he did so, he grumbled to himself.
'The Ten Thousand Beasts Sect sent us here to search, but they didn't even tell us what we're looking for... They just said to report anything unusual... Are they treating us like cannon fodder?'
He had made up his mind to just go through the motions and get by.
There was no way he was going to risk his life for the sect.
As for that treasure?
It was nothing but trouble, and he must stay far away from it. Even if he found it, he would have to get rid of it!
'Those wild natives are really pitiful. They waited eagerly for their saviors to arrive, only to be interrogated one by one... Only after the heart-questioning talismans confirmed they were harmless were they allowed out, and then they were pressed into labor...'
With this thought, Han Qingyun felt that his decision to leave back then was a wise one.
'If anyone could find any leftover treasures, it would most likely be that 'Fang Yun' senior... After all, he's suspected to be a second-grade body cultivator, and he even snatched a chance encounter from Elder Su back then. Even after Elder Su reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he didn't dare to provoke him...'
It seemed that one's thoughts during the day could influence one's dreams at night.
Han Qingyun blinked, and before him stood a black-robed cultivator with a fierce and sinister aura—it was 'Fang Yun'!
He rubbed his eyes, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face as he bowed, "Greetings, Senior. It's wonderful that you're safe and sound..."
"Hehe, the young man knows how to speak,"
Fang Xing praised before continuing, "I'm glad to see a familiar face today... Where is Su Ye? Take me to her!"
"Yes!"
Han Qingyun immediately led the way, carefully explaining, "This Qinglin Market has changed hands, and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect is now in charge... They've sent a Chariot Master named Lian Fengqi, who's already at the late stage of Core Formation. In addition, the Black Heaven Sect sent a 'Zhang Dugu', who's rumored to be at the mid-stage of Core Formation..."
"'Dugu' wasn't a name but a title, one of the three Dugu and five Zhu of the Black Heaven Sect!"
The three Dugu were the Dugu, Duguang, and Ducong, while the five Zhu were the Zhuangzhu, Tangzhu, Dianzhu, Jingzhu, and Huazhu... Together with a fully cultivated Foundation Establishment supervisor, these were all the high-level members of the Black Heaven Sect.
"You're a good kid..." Fang Xing commented after asking a few questions, learning that Lian Fengqi also had a Winged Tiger, a second-grade magical beast, as a spirit pet. With a casual wave of his hand, he took out a mediocre top-grade artifact and tossed it over.
"Thank you, Senior, for your generosity," Han Qingyun said, immediately receiving it with delight.
"By the way, did you happen to have a route map during your journey here? I'd like a copy!" Fang Xing added.
Han Qingyun was slightly startled but promptly took out a jade slip from his bosom. "This is a rough map I made myself; it may not be perfect..."
Fang Xing took the jade slip and scanned it with his spiritual power, nodding in approval. "Not bad at all... You're quite thoughtful." He inquired further about the dangers they encountered along the way, skillfully probing for information, and soon learned that Ding Hongxiu and her grandfather had safely reached the Wild Desolate Land, but Hua Feiyue had been less fortunate and had perished in a perilous area, which left him silent.
The two entered the Qinglin Market together, and the enforcement disciples along the way, seeing Han Qingyun in his Qingxu Sect robe, did not bother to stop them.
They proceeded smoothly and soon arrived at a small courtyard on the peak, surrounded by vibrant spiritual energy and enveloped in white mist.
"Han Qingyun, requesting an audience with Elder Su!" Han Qingyun sent out a sound transmission talisman. Not long after, the mist parted, revealing a charming woman with a delightful smile—none other than Xiao Rui.
"We have a guest; please come in!" Xiao Rui glanced at Fang Xing, a hint of astonishment in her eyes, but her face remained cheerful as she invited Fang Xing into the courtyard and went to prepare some tea and snacks.
The courtyard was adorned simply yet elegantly, featuring only a plum blossom tree. Its branches were like twisting dragons, exuding a subtle fragrance.
Fang Xing sat in the courtyard, looking at the tea and snacks offered by Xiao Rui, and smiled gently. He reached out and lightly brushed the stone table, causing two jade bottles to appear: "Here are two bottles of pills suitable for Qi Refining cultivators. You and that kid can each have one."
"Thank you, Senior," Xiao Rui said, picking up one of the jade bottles. She opened it and saw a pearl-like pill inside, almost transparent, with a lingering fragrance.
Being knowledgeable in pill identification, she examined it briefly before exclaiming in surprise, "A perfect pill? Thank you so much, Senior, for your generosity!"
Han Qingyun, standing beside her, was even more excited. Due to his inferior spiritual root, he had to consume large quantities of pills to enhance his spiritual power, which resulted in pill toxins accumulating in his body and making it more difficult to break through to the next realm.
However, consuming perfect pills wouldn't cause such issues.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for the pills..." Suddenly, the door to the pavilion opened, and Su Ye, exuding the scent of pills and a hint of fire, emerged. "I apologize for the delay; I was occupied with a furnace of pills."
"I don't blame you at all," Fang Xing said with a hearty laugh. Xiao Rui and Han Qingyun bowed once more before retreating.
"May I ask what brings you here this time, Fellow Daoist?" Su Ye lightly lifted her sleeve, revealing her other hand, which was as white as jade, as she poured tea for Fang Xing and asked softly.
"Two matters! First, I have a batch of second-grade magical beast materials that I'd like to trouble you to refine into Boiling Blood Fluid," Fang Xing said. His body-tempering medicine had been out of stock for a long time, and while Boiling Blood Fluid wasn't as good as Kunpeng Blood, it was certainly better than having nothing.
He intended to use these local resources for his usual cultivation and would only resort to exchanging academic credits for treasures from the treasure vault if he couldn't break through with them.
"That's simple," Su Ye readily agreed. After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, her pill concocting skills had improved significantly, so this task posed no challenge.
"The second matter... I'm wondering if it's possible to leave the market now, and if so, could you help me purchase a ticket?" Fang Xing fixed his gaze on Su Ye's eyes, which were partially concealed by her veil.
With his main body here, he was confident in his abilities. Even if the three Foundation Establishment cultivators from the market joined forces, they would only end up as three corpses.
Unless he sought death by walking into the death gate of the flying boat formation, there was little chance of him being defeated.
"You wish to leave by flying boat?" Su Ye was taken aback, then continued, "The market is no longer under the control of the Qingxu Sect, but as Foundation Establishment cultivators, we do have the influence to guarantee the departure of a few Qi Refining cultivators... However, it would be difficult for another Foundation Establishment cultivator to leave..."
As she spoke, she paused, as she still perceived Fang Xing as an ordinary martial artist.
'This Fellow Daoist Fang Yun's ability to conceal his aura is truly remarkable. Knowing that he's a second-grade body cultivator, he's managed to maintain this concealment, indicating that he's usually extremely cautious...' Su Ye hesitated, "Unless you plan to board the ship as a martial artist, but forgive me for being blunt—that would only draw more attention..."
In the eyes of cultivators, martial artists were lowly, so how could they afford the spirit stones for a ticket, let alone receive a guarantee from a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
"There's no need for that. Since this is our first transaction, I'll send a Qi Refining disciple to handle it. You can just send him off," Fang Xing replied, seemingly intending to let others take the risk while he observed the situation.
(End of Chapter)
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