Stellar Profession Chapter 75: The Fisherboy (Dedicated to Alliance Leader Xiao Qin, My Greatest Love) - Novel Cool

Chapter 75: The Fisherboy (Dedicated to Alliance Leader Xiao Qin, My Greatest Love)

Chapter 75: The Fisherboy (Dedicated to Alliance Leader Xiao Qin, My Greatest Love)

"What?"

The elderly man with the surname Long's face turned red, as if he found it hard to believe.

He casually tossed aside the remains in his hand and looked at the bull demon's corpse, hurriedly searching it, "It's not here... How is it possible that there's no demon core?"

Elder Long suddenly turned his head, "You scoundrel, are you deceiving me?!'

"Hehe... Old Ghost Long, I only deceived Zeng Yi." Su Ye coldly replied, "And you will soon be joining the dead..."

"Me... dying?"

Old Man Long coldly snorted twice and was just about to speak when he suddenly heard a sword ring in his ear, "Gengjin Sword Qi, not good!"

He hastily raised his shield, still holding a few talismans in his hand.

But the golden light was too fast!

Almost as soon as he raised his shield, a sword glow pierced through it and penetrated Old Man Long's chest.

"You... you're not dead?"

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose as he turned with difficulty, only to see Mi Wei Dao, his clothes charred.

"You with the surname Long, how dare you sneakily attack me from behind with a second-tier Lei Fu when I was unprepared!"

Mi Wei Dao coldly laughed, "If not for the 'Life Saving Talisman' my master gave me, your trick might have actually succeeded!"

With a movement of his spiritual power, countless Gengjin Sword Qi burst out from Old Man Long's body, instantly slicing him into countless pieces.

"Cough, cough... Thank you, Senior Brother."

Su Ye stood up, her face pale and her chest stained with blood, like a delicate water lily drifting in the wind.

"Where, where... I just can't bear to see someone so stupid that they would do something as foolish as returning the pearl in the wrong box."

Mi Wei Dao casually flicked his finger, and a fireball landed on the remains that Old Ghost Long had thrown aside.

The remains were instantly incinerated, turning into flying ash.

Amidst the flying ash, a grayish storage bag was revealed.

"As expected of a low-grade spiritual artifact that's difficult to damage. It managed to endure inside the Qingyan Bull's stomach for so long, and a mere first-tier low-grade Fireball Technique naturally couldn't do anything to it..."

Mi Wei Dao held the storage bag in his hand, filled with emotion, "You've worked hard, Junior Sister. It's clear that you know this person well, aware that he had a storage bag with treasures inside... No wonder Junior Sister was so eager. Although storage bags are spiritual artifacts that are hard to damage, there's still a possibility of them being corroded inside a second-tier demon beast's stomach..."

In this world, storage bags were precious. Only those at the Qi Refining stage or those who had perfected their Qi cultivation could afford them.

Once a storage bag was damaged, the items inside would be directly returned to the void.

Of course, there was also a possibility that the contents would be excreted, ending up mixed with cow dung.

However, regardless, one would still have to deal with the Qingyan Bull!

Since its master was already dead, Mi Wei Dao easily refined the storage bag, and as his spiritual sense penetrated it, a look of wild joy suddenly appeared on his face, "It's actually this thing? Hahaha... My path to immortality is assured!"

A jade bottle suddenly appeared in his hand, and inside it was a cluster of crimson primordial liquid, its radiance shining through the bottle!

"The Qian Yuan Fire Sha! So, Junior Sister knew of the Qian Yuan Fire Sha's whereabouts. No wonder she was willing to take such a risk... Compared to the less than one percent chance of success with the Ding Zhen Dan, the Qian Yuan Fire Sha is the true foundation-building opportunity!"

Mi Wei Dao looked at Su Ye, "Hahaha... Do you really think I would help you for a mere pill that might not even be successfully refined? How could there be such a fool in this world?!?"

In the midst of his loud laughter, he suddenly transformed into a sword light and quickly retreated a certain distance.

Zzzt!

Two pitch-black flying swords stabbed into the spot where Mi Wei Dao had just been standing.

Su Ye's skirt fluttered, and one after another, pitch-black Iron Feather Swords appeared, "The Dao is before me, and I must contend. I apologize, Senior Brother... Iron Feather Sword, appear!"

Seven Iron Feather Swords crisscrossed, forming a small sword formation that trapped Mi Wei Dao within.

"Trifling skill. Junior Sister, you're not a Sword Cultivator, so you don't understand the true strength of a Sword Cultivator!"

Mi Wei Dao waved the flying sword in his hand, and a golden rainbow shot into the sky. The sword shone brilliantly, its momentum like a rainbow!

In mid-air, a golden-red light and seven black lights fought fiercely, overflowing with sword qi.

It was clear to see that although there was only one golden rainbow, it was agile and vibrant, its sword qi cold and harsh, slicing down one Iron Feather Sword after another...

Obviously, even though they were both at the perfection stage of Qi Refining, the true legacy of Qingxu Zong was not something Su Ye could compare to.

"Today, I send Junior Sister on her way. In my heart, I have no regrets. For the path to foundation building, what is there to be ashamed of?"

Mi Wei Dao formed a sword seal with his hand, and a golden flying sword shot straight into the clouds, shattering the original Iron Feather Sword formation.

With a movement of his will, his spiritual sense manipulated the flying sword, aiming to pierce Su Ye's heart and end her life.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Su Ye's body shimmered with spiritual light, and a faint hint of demonic qi could be seen. It seemed like she was about to use some kind of desperate move.

Seeing this, Mi Wei Dao dared not be careless.

But just at that moment, several fireballs suddenly exploded behind him, blocked by a Diamond Talisman.

"Hm?"

He turned abruptly and saw Han Qingyun, "You're not dead?"

At this moment, Han Qingyun was wearing a light veil that concealed his aura, and he was frantically bombarding Mi Wei Dao with various low-level talismans as if they were free.

'No, even if this person is alive, what can he do at merely the early Qi Refining stage?'

Mi Wei Dao's thoughts turned rapidly, and the flying sword in his hand changed direction, slicing towards Su Ye.

Su Ye had also finished her incantation, and in her hand appeared a blood-red flag, from which a blood-colored spirit light suddenly leaped out, revealing a blue-faced, fang-toothed evil spirit.

The evil spirit had a ferocious expression, and it stretched out its hand, covered in black and red scales, and actually grabbed hold of that sword light!

Just at that moment, Han Qingyun threw out several more low-tier talismans, which exploded behind Mi Wei Dao.

"Mere low-tier talismans... Hmm? This is... a second-tier Dan Lei?"

Mi Wei Dao let out a cold laugh, suddenly discovering a semi-transparent thunderball among the many talismans, exuding a terrifying aura, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of fear.

The Dan Lei is a specialty of alchemists, harnessing the power of thunder to condense it into a thunderball, possessing immense destructive power.

The might of a second-tier thunderball far surpasses that of many second-tier lower-grade attack talismans!

He wanted to recall his flying sword for protection, but it had already fallen into the hands of the evil ghost.

It was obviously too late for him to try and cast any other spells now.

And his life-saving trump card had already been used earlier...

Speaking of it made it seem slow, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye. The second-tier Dan Lei exploded with a deafening blast.

The thunderous light tore through the Diamond Talisman, destroying the Qingxuan robe on Mi Wei Dao's body, and then blowing off the upper half of his body...

Pa!

A hand holding a storage bag fell to the ground next to Han Qingyun.

But Han Qingyun didn't even glance at it, instead bowing respectfully to Su Ye, "Thank you, Young Miss, for bestowing upon me the 'Illusion Body Talisman' and saving my life, as well as providing the Dan Lei to help me take my revenge..."

Where in the world would there be so many opportunists?

Even if these two fully cultivated Qi Refining cultivators had both been severely injured, Han Qingyun, a mere early Qi Refining cultivator, wouldn't be able to take advantage!

The only reason he was still alive was due to Su Ye's secret assistance, providing him with a second-tier Illusion Body Talisman from the very beginning!

This talisman was a type of illusion talisman, capable of creating a phantom body to deceive enemies, lasting for half an hour.

Han Qingyun had previously feigned death with the help of this talisman and then hid himself with a light veil that could conceal his aura, finally emerging to turn the tables.

"The storage bag with the severed hand next to you contains a chance for Foundation Establishment. Do you want it?"

Su Ye performed a series of hand seals, recalling the evil ghost, her aura becoming even weaker. She suddenly asked, her voice soft.

"Of course, I want it... If I were at the late Qi Refining stage, I would act without hesitation, but now that I'm only at the early Qi Refining stage..."

Han Qingyun let out a bitter laugh, "Moreover, my spiritual root talent is inferior, and I have long since given up on the hope of Foundation Establishment... Young Miss has shown great kindness to me and Sister Hua, and I, Han Qingyun, am not the sort of person who is driven by greed..."

"Good, it seems I haven't misjudged you."

Su Ye took out a round, cerulean pill and swallowed it.

Through the lifted veil, Han Qingyun could see a cherry-like small mouth, but it lacked any hint of blood.

He was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

A young man in a blue robe, carrying a longsword, had appeared at the edge of the battlefield, picking up Long Lao Gui's storage bag.

"It's you? Fang Yun?!"

Su Ye screamed, quickly moving closer to Han Qingyun.

"It's the rule among loose cultivators to share when we meet. Since I've taken this person's storage bag, I naturally won't attack you without cause."

Fang Xing revealed a gentle smile.

But to Su Ye, it was more terrifying than anything else.

After all, this was the man who had destroyed the Thirteen Tigers of the Heaven's Help Gang, an absolute powerhouse at the peak of Qi Refining!

He was also a Body Cultivator, with extremely strong survival capabilities!

The fact that he could appear here without a sound as an opportunist was even more frightening, his intelligence-gathering and tracking abilities truly shocking!

"Brother Fang... if you want it, I'm willing to give you this bottle of Qian Yuan Fire Sha."

Su Ye looked at Fang Xing and bit her lip, preparing to take a loss.

After the intense battle of wits and bravery against Long Lao Gui and Mi Wei Dao, she had exhausted her mental and magical powers.

To fight against 'Fang Yun' now, who was in peak condition, would undoubtedly result in defeat.

"I don't have much interest in this Foundation Establishment spiritual object, but it's worth over ten thousand spirit stones at the very least... I wonder how many bottles of 'Boiling Blood' it's worth?"

Fang Xing stared at Su Ye, until she shifted uneasily, before he finally smiled.

He wasn't a cultivator at all, so a Foundation Establishment spiritual object was useless to him.

Moreover, his cooperation with Qingdan Fang was going well, and this Su Ye had also shown kindness to his juniors, Han Qingyun and Hua Feiyue...

Alright, although Hua Feiyue wouldn't be able to recognize this 'Fang Yun' even if she came, he still intended to show a little goodwill.

"Boiling Blood?" Su Ye blinked, wondering if there could be such a cultivator in the world, "A Foundation Establishment spiritual object is worth ten thousand spirit stones, and we should split it evenly when we meet. So, Fellow Daoist can have five thousand spirit stones, and Boiling Blood is worth two hundred spirit stones per bottle, so it's worth at least twenty-five bottles!"

"Very well." Fang Xing knew that Su Ye was valuing the Foundation Establishment spiritual object as ten thousand spirit stones and splitting it evenly—well, Han Qingyun's strength was too low to count as a person.

"Then, how can we ensure that Fellow Daoist won't go back on your word?"

He brought up another issue.

After all, Su Ye had plotted against him, so she should pay some sort of price.

"I'm willing to sign a second-tier spirit contract with the second-tier spirit contract in Long Lao Gui's possession!"

Su Ye immediately said, "I also swear with my Dao heart that I will give Fellow Daoist satisfactory compensation... If I'm lucky enough to achieve Foundation Establishment, I will definitely help Fellow Daoist escape Qinglin Fang City!"

If a cultivator violates this kind of second-tier spirit contract, they will suffer a heavy price, and if they have just achieved Foundation Establishment, their cultivation may even regress back to the Qi Refining stage.

"That sounds good... By the way, let's have this kid be the witness."

Fang Xing pointed at Han Qingyun, the corners of his mouth curving slightly.

(End of Chapter)

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