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Chapter 70: Myriad Laws
Chapter 70: Myriad Laws
Kestrella.
In the bedroom.
Fang Xing lay on the bed, feeling a sense of peace rise from the depths of his heart.
Recalling the Tier 2 avian demon beast he had just encountered, he narrowed his eyes slightly. "There are also differences among Tier 2 demon beasts... The oppressive feeling I get from this Tier 2 avian is even stronger than the last one I saw... Perhaps it's a mid or even high-grade Tier 2 demon beast?"
He had also seen a Qingxu Sect elder stationed in Fangshi easily kill a Tier 2 demon beast.
But Fang Xing believed that if it were this one, that elder would probably have no choice but to flee!
Moreover, due to its flight speed, escape might not even be an option!
"I'm afraid I'm not yet qualified to fight a Tier 2 demon beast... even a low-grade one..."
Fang Xing had a clear understanding of his own strength.
Among Qi Refining cultivators, he was undoubtedly exceptional. He could sweep through most opponents as long as he didn't come across an extraordinarily powerful Qi Refining cultivator.
However, when facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator or being besieged by late or peak Qi Refining cultivators, things would become extremely dangerous.
Foundation Establishment cultivators had already awakened their 'spiritual sense', greatly increasing their innate sense of danger. Even with the use of his laser gun, victory was not guaranteed.
If the first shot missed and he lost the advantage of concealment, it would be impossible for Fang Xing to land a hit afterward—the opponent might be able to dodge the laser, but they could not dodge the gun barrel!
As for Tier 2 demon beasts, they had thick hides and robust vitality, making the outcome even more uncertain.
For this reason, Fang Xing had stayed on Kestrella for several days before daring to return to Qinglin City.
Upper-grade Cave Abode.
Everything in the underground room remained unchanged.
"Oh? It seems the Tier 2 demon beast's spiritual sense is superior, and it didn't detect any life force here, so it didn't come..."
Fang Xing was quite pleased that he didn't have to move.
In the following days, he continued his routine of consuming Spirit Rice and taking pills while cultivating.
Although taking too many pills could lead to pill toxicity, he had already undergone a muscle and bone transformation when he advanced to the Pristine Jade Realm, expelling most of the impurities that had accumulated in his body.
Furthermore, the abundant vital energy in the Pristine Jade Realm continued to temper his organs, granting him a much higher tolerance for pill toxicity than in the previous two realms.
On top of that, Fang Xing intentionally controlled his pill intake, keeping it within the range that his body could handle. As a result, his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds while his foundation remained solid...
...
"The Tiger Subduing Pose is progressing rapidly... As for the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, it's a bit stagnant due to the lack of Whale Elephant Balm."
After a few days, Fang Xing scanned his attribute panel and felt a twinge of disappointment. "I need to find alternatives to the Whale Elephant Balm as soon as possible."
On Kestrella, even if there were alternatives, he lacked the connections, means, and Star Yuan to obtain them.
However, that didn't seem to be a problem here.
Early morning.
As usual, Fang Xing donned a black robe to conceal his face and blended into the thick fog.
Occasionally, a few alien figures emerged from the ruins and basements, all dressed as cautiously as he was, holding artifacts and talismans in their hands, their eyes filled with vigilance as they scanned their surroundings.
'The cultivators in this world are so unfriendly...'
He muttered to himself and made his way to the Ghost Market.
This place used to be the stall area, but it had fallen into disuse, and only a handful of cultivators took advantage of the thick morning fog to trade, fearing discovery by demon beasts.
Today's fog was exceptionally dense, and one could barely see beyond three meters.
'This feels a bit odd. Perhaps it's the special effect of some array, or maybe an array master is taking advantage of the situation?'
Fang Xing arrived at a stall and was surprised to find ordinary rice on display.
"What do you think? This rice is cheap. Twenty pounds for one spirit stone..." The stall owner, a Qi Refining cultivator who seemed to be only at the early stage of Qi Refining, wore a smile on his face.
"Before the city, ten pounds of spirit rice only cost one spirit stone..." Fang Xing was speechless.
Although Qi Refining cultivators couldn't go without eating for extended periods, look at what they had been reduced to.
"Ah, those were the days. Look at us now," the stall owner sighed. "It's already good to have something to eat... Come back again after the resources in the ruins of the city are exhausted!"
Fang Xing was well aware that all the spirit fields outside the city had been abandoned, and things would only get worse next year.
The reason these loose cultivators remained here, risking the occasional Tier 2 demon beast hunting them, was threefold. First, the wilderness outside was even more desolate, and the probability of encountering high-tier demon beasts was the same.
Second, there were still some resources left in the ruins of the city, and scavenging could sometimes yield fruitful results.
Even if a demon beast came, there were enough people to reduce the likelihood of becoming its target, allowing them to hold onto a slim hope.
Third, they probably clung to the vague hope that the major sects outside would return and save them!
He shook his head and walked towards another location.
"Big brother, would you like to have some fun?"
At a street corner, several female cultivators with ethereal beauty and vibrant attire stood out. Their eyes lit up as they beheld Fang Xing's robust and vigorous appearance, devoid of any signs of weakness. "I used to work at the Rain Listening Tower, and I'm skilled in the 72 styles of Dong Xuanzi, as well as the Fish Dragon Nine Transformations and the Cai Zhanchun Crying Techniques... I guarantee that this brother will be reluctant to leave. All it takes is a few pounds of Spirit Nourishing Rice or a pellet of Grain Abandoning Elixir!"
'Hmm, the prices have dropped significantly compared to before...'
Fang Xing nodded to himself and walked away without a second glance.
Fang Xing had come to the market to distract himself and to look for alternative ingredients to the Whale Elephant Balm, but he wouldn't let such trivial matters distract him.
'As expected, this Ghost Market is no good. Next time, I'll just go directly to the Cave Black Market...'
Just as Fang Xing thought that he would leave empty-handed again, he paused and stopped at a stall.
On this stall were a few scattered bottles of pills, which were quite rare in the Ghost Market.
Although the pills for sale were all common spiritual pills, they were still quite decent under the current circumstances.
The stall owner was an elderly cultivator with a worn-out wooden hairpin in his head and a tattered spiritual robe on his body, giving him a rather pitiful appearance.
Even so, he maintained an arrogant demeanor, and a faint fragrance of pills lingered around him, indicating his identity as a pill concoctor.
'Is it him? Wan Fenglin... How is this old guy still alive?'
Fang Xing stared at Wan Fenglin, the Grand Pill Master, who was now evidently down on his luck, with a hint of surprise.
During the first battle at Wuxie Valley, this man had made a wrong move and had to use a life-saving talisman to escape, becoming the first one to be eliminated.
After that, Chen Yi and the Black Tiger Gang's internal strife had nothing to do with him.
But Fang Xing felt that the Black Tiger Gang shouldn't have let this man off the hook, and he never expected him to still be alive.
Of course, he didn't know that Wan Fenglin had indeed been driven to a desperate situation back then, even becoming a captive of the Black Tiger Gang. Fortunately, the Qingxu Sect had intervened, suppressing the Black Tiger Gang, and the Gang Leader had been killed by a Golden Core cultivator. The massive Black Tiger Gang disbanded, giving Wan Fenglin a chance to escape.
However, his cultivation had been severely damaged, and he had fallen back to the third layer of Qi Refining. On top of that, the disaster in Fangshi had made his life difficult, and he could barely scrape together his possessions.
"Fellow Daoist, would you like to buy some pills... This 'Golden Recovery Pill' can quickly heal any injury, and this 'Spring Beauty Pill' can keep you forever young if taken regularly..."
Wan Fenglin didn't recognize Fang Xing, who had changed his appearance and was wearing a mask, and eagerly introduced the pills on his stall.
Fang Xing glanced at them and could only describe them as garbage.
No wonder he was getting worse off.
He thought for a moment, then took out the box that had previously held the Whale Elephant Balm. The medicinal paste inside was, of course, used up, but there was still some essence remaining, enough for a pill or medicine concoctor to identify its properties. "I used to use this type of body-tempering medicinal paste. Do you have any alternatives in stock?"
Wan Fenglin took the box, sniffed it slightly, and his expression changed: "This medicinal property is quite domineering... I misjudged, Fellow Daoist. You're not a warrior but a body cultivator, and even a late-stage Qi Refining body cultivator at that. Your technique of concealing your aura is truly remarkable."
"Good, you know!"
Fang Xing folded his arms and said coldly, "So, what now?"
"This medicine is domineering, and it probably contains second-tier spirit herbs and the flesh and blood of second-tier demon beasts... I can't think of any alternatives, even Qing Danfang may not be able to provide any..."
Wan Fenglin bitterly returned the empty box to Fang Xing.
"Alright then, never mind..."
Fang Xing shook his head. He had known that the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu would be difficult to cultivate, but he never expected it to be this challenging.
The complementary medicinal paste actually involved second-tier objects!
'Do I have to go and kill a second-tier demon beast? The blood-forged artifact I have is pretty handy for cutting people, but against a second-tier demon beast, it's almost impossible to break their defense...'
'However, this Wan Fenglin's character is not that great... Next time, I'll just ask Miss Rui again.'
He turned to leave, but suddenly stopped in his tracks.
To be honest, Fang Xing still remembered the grudge he had against Wan Fenglin for plotting against him in the past.
But seeing how miserable and pathetic Wan Fenglin looked now, it seemed that living was a bigger punishment.
"Fellow Daoist, is there something else?"
Wan Fenglin was startled when he saw Fang Xing stop.
Immediately after, he saw the low-grade spirit stone in Fang Xing's hand, and his eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm quite interested in that secret realm. Since you, Grand Pill Master Wan, have been there before, you must know some information. Tell me everything, and if you make me happy, all these spirit stones are yours..."
Fang Xing took out several low-grade spirit stones and played with them, tossing them in the air.
Wan Fenglin's face changed drastically, and he looked like he wanted to run but didn't dare to. Finally, he bitterly said, "As for the Five Scorpion Valley, I really don't know what happened. I only managed to escape because I was lucky... When I returned, I was even kidnapped by the Black Tiger Gang..."
In fact, the Black Tiger Gang had spared Wan Fenglin's life because they thought he knew some secrets about the secret realm, and he was also a pill concoctor.
"On the contrary, while I was with the Black Tiger Gang, I overheard a few pieces of information..."
Seeing the spirit stones in Fang Xing's hand, Wan Fenglin swallowed his saliva and continued, "Regarding that secret realm, someone said it was the legacy of the 'Master of Ten Thousand Laws', and it's extremely valuable, which is why it attracted a Golden Core cultivator from the Qingxu Sect..."
"Master of Ten Thousand Laws?"
Fang Xing was puzzled but still threw a low-grade spirit stone over, "Go on..."
"Yes, yes..." Wan Fenglin's eyes lit up. After all, that secret realm was now definitely occupied by demon beasts, so it was useless. He was delighted to be able to sell this hearsay information for a few spirit stones: "Speaking of this 'Master of Ten Thousand Laws', he was an extraordinary genius a thousand years ago... It is said that despite having a poor spiritual root, he broke through the boundaries and achieved the cultivation of a perfect Golden Core..."
(End of Chapter)
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