Chapter 215: Returning to the Sect
Chapter 215: Returning to the Sect
Zheng Kingdom.
Fang Xing kept a low profile, suppressing his sword light and silently escaping for his life.
No, it shouldn't be called escaping for his life; it would be more accurate to say that he was hurrying on his journey.
After all... the Wind Division Master, who had caused the tide of war to turn, had been slapped to death by him, and even the Ten Thousand Dharmas Ghost Infant had become a spoil of war.
Now, there was no longer a second pillar supporting the Demonic Path.
Even if he encountered a few Core Formation Cultivators from the Demonic Path along the way, for him, it would be as simple as summoning his true body and finishing them off with a few punches.
Even if the Primordial Spirit Elder of the Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect, who had been restrained by Chu Kuangtu, suddenly appeared before him, Fang Xing, who had already tested the Wind Division Master, felt that he might be able to give it a try.
With such confidence, he naturally acted without restraint.
'Hmm... But the outcome of this righteous and demonic war is still somewhat confusing... It's hard to say about the Great Jing Immortal World, but this local battlefield might come to an end soon, right?'
Fang Xing silently analyzed the situation.
The Heaven Sword Sect had suffered a great defeat, and the Demonic Path hadn't gained any advantage either.
More importantly... there was a mysterious mid-stage or even late-stage Primordial Spirit Cultivator who took action! Trying to fish in troubled waters!
The Primordial Spirit True Monarchs of the righteous and demonic paths weren't fools; they wouldn't do something that would benefit others at their own expense.
'Although... that unfamiliar Primordial Spirit Cultivator is me...'
'And indeed, with both the righteous and demonic paths suffering heavy losses, it's truly impossible to continue fighting...'
Fang Xing counted on his fingers. Just within the Heaven Sword Sect, during the time when the Wind Division Master attacked the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Camp, they had lost a Core Formation Sword Cultivator.
When they formed the True Martial Seven Star Sword Array, they were slaughtered by the Wind Division Master like falling flowers and flowing water, resulting in the loss of four Core Formation Sword Cultivators!
Only Fu Hongyi, Feng Shushi, and himself managed to escape!
'Just the Core Formation Sword Cultivators killed by the Wind Division Master alone numbered at least five, not to mention the losses on other battlefields... Even if Core Formation Cultivators are considered powerful in the inner sect, losing so many at once... Now, within the inner sect, the true Core Formation Sword Cultivators, even if you include the Broken Sword True Man Kong Zongzhu, might not even reach the number of one palm.'
This was the cruelty of war!
The Heaven Sword Sect had suffered greatly, and the Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect wasn't doing any better. Just the number of False Core and Core Formation Cultivators who had fallen to Fang Xing was almost uncountable.
Not to mention the mysterious demise of the Wind Division Master...
'Regardless, this great battle here is finally coming to an end.'
'After returning, I'll take a Golden Core Pill, and besides that... I must also have the Heavenly Purity True Wind, and various pills to enhance my cultivation. Using the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron to remove the pill toxins will further advance my cultivation...'
'Alas... it's still too slow, too slow.'
According to Fang Xing's estimation, if he had an endless supply of top-grade pills, he could reach Foundation Establishment completion within ten years and attempt Core Formation.
At that time, he would definitely break the Immortal Cultivation World's record for the youngest Core Formation Cultivator!
Alas... it still felt a bit too slow.
'But it's just ten years, I can endure it... I'm not just aiming for Core Formation. After achieving Core Formation, I should be able to possess Primordial Spirit-level strength...'
'In the Blue Star Federation, becoming a Martial Saint in ten years is already considered good progress.'
'Wei Shentong also had high ambitions, but can breaking through to the Martial Saint realm with the Seven-Turn Vajra Realm be as difficult as breaking through with the Great Vajra Realm?'
Fang Xing's heart mocked, but suddenly, his divine sense captured the fluctuations of a battle.
'Foundation Establishment Cultivators fighting?'
'At this time, the ones still fighting must be the Heaven Sword Sect and the Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect...'
He shifted his sword light and passed over a mountain ridge. There, he saw a three-tailed white fox, its body as large as a small mountain, howling at the sky.
On the back of the white fox was a stunningly beautiful woman, her feet bare, her face exquisite, and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. It was none other than Shi Wanwan.
She looked up at a short and fat old man floating in mid-air, her face filled with despair.
"Hehe... Why is the Spirit Fox Fairy pushing people away? Your Ten Thousand Beast Sect is originally on our side, why be so stubborn?"
This short and fat old man had ugly features—triangular eyes and a flat nose—but his cultivation had reached the False Core realm, far beyond what an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator could handle.
Shi Wanwan's voice still carried a hint of allure, "You old lecher... Who doesn't know the famous name of the Flower-Picking Scholar? If I follow you, wouldn't I become a cauldron?"
In fact, as a former disciple of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, there was no need to consider 'defecting' or anything of the sort.
Even when the Wind Division Master attacked Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, there were already many who had turned against their sect.
Alas...
The reputation of the Flower-Picking Scholar was too terrible; as an old lecher, he was notorious in the Five Clans and Ten Kingdoms.
Not only that, but his infamy had even spread to the Zheng Kingdom! This was enough to show how despicable his actions were.
Naturally, Shi Wanwan wouldn't willingly jump into a fire pit.
However, a False Core Cultivator was still a False Core Cultivator; with a bit of seriousness, it was difficult for a Foundation Establishment Cultivator to match them.
In fact, if not for the third-stage Beast Talisman bestowed by her master earlier, she might have been captured by this old lecher long ago and suffered great humiliation.
'Damn it, if only I could reach Foundation Establishment and defeat a False Core Cultivator...'
Shi Wanwan didn't know why, but she thought of that young figure again.
It seemed that her thoughts during the day had manifested in her dreams at night.
A strand of sword silk flashed by, and the Flower-Picking Scholar's head fell to the ground.
Fang Xing calmly stepped forward and took the other's storage bag.
"Sword Son?"
Shi Wanwan opened her mouth, looking a bit dazed and no longer as enchanting as before.
"You should find a place to hide yourself."
Fang Xing stared at her, his gaze indifferent.
If this woman had surrendered to the demonic path earlier, he wouldn't have hesitated to strike her down with a sword.
Now that they haven't surrendered, it's not appropriate to go all out and kill them.
"Sword Son, you saved my life, and I have no way to repay you. I'm willing to..."
Before Shi Wanwan could finish her sentence, she saw Fang Xing transform into a blade of light and disappear into the horizon, leaving her stunned. A bitter smile then appeared on her lips.
Indeed, she had the intention of using the pretext of gratitude to take advantage and attach herself to him.
Who would have thought that he wouldn't give her any chance at all?
"Now... Where should I go from here?"
The Spirit Fox Fairy once again felt lost...
...
'Hmph, just because I look handsome, you want me to be your servant and repay your grace. If I were uglier, would I have to be a cow or a horse in my next life?'
Fang Xing scoffed, "You're just after my body, ugh!"
Along his journey, he had indeed encountered many demonic cultivators wreaking havoc, undoubtedly unfortunate souls who hadn't received the news from the rear.
His approach to dealing with these fellows was consistent.
He would casually slay them if he encountered them on the road, and if he didn't, he wouldn't go out of his way to hunt them down.
In this manner, he flew past Purple Irian Mountain City, the Endless Mountain Range, and Northern Departure Immortal City... Finally, he entered the territory of Qi Kingdom.
Upon reaching this place, demonic cultivators became scarce.
There were very few cultivators, and those he met were always in a hurry, seemingly agitated upon hearing the news of the defeat at the front lines.
...
Cluster Sword Peak.
The Heaven Sword Sect's mountain gate.
A blade of light entered, arriving at their Golden Essence Peak.
"Sword Son is back?"
The Outer Hall spirit plant cultivators working in the spirit fields all bowed respectfully.
Fang Xing transformed into a blade of light and circled the mountain once, finding his own peak well-maintained and orderly, which made him nod in approval. He then proceeded to the Sword Pavilion on the main peak.
Broken Sword True Man Kong Fengge still had that same frowning, miserable look.
Upon seeing Fang Xing, his eyes lit up, "You're finally back..."
"Oh? It seems that Uncle Fu and Wind Shushi have returned safely?" Fang Xing showed a hint of a smile.
"Only Fu Shidi and Feng Shidi have returned. I thought the rest of the Shidi had met with misfortune..."
Kong Fengge shook his head, asking Fang Xing to recount his experiences, considering it as a report. The main focus was on the seven swords fighting against the false Golden Core cultivator.
Fang Xing understood that this was because the news of the Wind Division Master's demise had reached the Heaven Sword Sect, and they wanted to confirm the details.
"Yes..."
Fang Xing performed a sword salute and began his narration.
The beginning of his story was consistent with what the two Shishu had said, but he made some modifications towards the end.
"The Primordial Spirit old demon broke through the sword formation, and we seven split up to break out. Perhaps due to my low cultivation, the Primordial Spirit old demon pursued the other few Shishu first... I frantically flew with my sword, not knowing why I wasn't caught, and luckily escaped back to Zheng Kingdom. I killed a demonic false core cultivator along the way and then returned to the sect..."
This was because he was relying on the fact that he was just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, which wouldn't raise any suspicions.
If Fang Xing told the Sect Master that he had killed the Wind Division Master with the strength of a false Golden Core cultivator, he would be considered insane.
"It seems the intelligence is accurate, and a mysterious Primordial Spirit cultivator has made a move."
After listening, Master Kong stroked his long beard, and a contemplative look appeared in his eyes.
"A mysterious Primordial Spirit cultivator made a move?"
Fang Xing feigned surprise, "What did they do?"
"You don't know, but the false Golden Core cultivator from the Ten Thousand Phenomena Sect had his soul lantern extinguished. We sent people to investigate and found traces of Primordial Spirit cultivators fighting..."
Master Kong's expression turned solemn.
As for the fact that the traces indicated a Primordial Spirit cultivator at the middle or even late stage, he wouldn't reveal this to a disciple.
"We suspect that a mysterious Primordial Spirit cultivator is lurking, watching as our seven great sword cultivators fought the false Golden Core cultivator, resulting in both sides being heavily injured. Then, during the pursuit of our sect's cultivators, this mysterious cultivator suddenly launched a surprise attack, causing the false Golden Core cultivator's demise..."
Master Kong explained.
"What? That female demon is dead? Good, great!"
Fang Xing was overjoyed, "The grudges against the other Shishu have been avenged... We can immediately organize a large army and push back!"
This was the reaction of a true sword cultivator, causing Master Kong to nod in approval and then shake his head, "With strong enemies surrounding us and our sect suffering heavy losses, a major war is unlikely to break out..."
After a moment of contemplation, he looked at Fang Xing, his eyes gentle, "You defeated the Five Elements Sect, killed many demonic false core and Core Formation cultivators... You have merit, great merit!"
Master Kong waved his hand, and a sword-shaped token landed in Fang Xing's hand, "With this token, you can choose three treasures from the sect's secret treasury. Additionally, this 'Golden Core Pill' is bestowed upon you in advance, hoping that you will soon achieve the perfection of the Sword Core."
He also handed over a jade bottle of emerald green.
This bottle emanated a vibrant vitality and was specifically used to store medicinal pills, known as the 'Empty Azure Jar'. Moreover, the Golden Core Pill was a high-grade spirit pill, and its effects would last for at least a century without diminishing.
"Thank you, Sect Master."
Fang Xing took the token and the pill, performed another salute, and headed straight to the sect's secret treasury.
He had a clear plan in mind; with the war about to end, it was best to quickly convert his merits into rewards.
It was better to do this now rather than wait for the army's return and exchange everything at once, leaving no room for selection.
'However, for a true disciple, the 'Golden Core Pill' that inner disciples and outer disciples yearn for is already in my possession. I only need to choose what suits me...'
'Indeed, being a true disciple has many advantages. The most crucial benefit is the ability to calmly break through major cultivation realms with priority access to resources!'
(End of Chapter)
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