Chapter 169: An Attempt (For the Silver Alliance Grand Patron! )
Chapter 169: An Attempt (For the Silver Alliance Grand Patron! )
Black Mountain Tribe.
"Great Wu, I want to redeem the 'Blazing Warmth' Battle Glyph!"
Ba Ji found the Great Wu and redeemed the 'Blazing Warmth' Battle Glyph. To his regret, the Great Wu did not allow him to enter the library to comprehend the glyphs this time, but instead directly took out a beast hide and gave it to him: "Ba Ji. . . you've done well. To achieve this with only half a Spiritual Aperture, keep up the good work. . ."
"Many thanks, Great Wu!"
With 'Xun Wind Spirit Glyph' and 'Geng Metal Spirit Glyph' on his mind, Ba Ji did not dare say more, bowing in thanks.
By now, after several years of growth, he had already matured into an adult.
Moreover, his cultivation of the 'Spiritual Aperture Opening Scripture' had achieved success, and finally, a few days prior, he had successfully broken through a small bottleneck, allowing him to inscribe a second Battle Glyph on his body.
"Soon. . . brother. . . revenge is near. . . soon. . ."
...
Several days later.
Ba Ji left the tribe, seeking a suitable location to test the power of the 'Blazing Warmth' Battle Glyph.
"The 'Blazing Warmth' Battle Glyph can increase flame temperature. When used in conjunction with a 'Flame' Battle Glyph, it can make attacks even stronger. . ."
He muttered, walking through a stretch of wilderness, seemingly searching for a suitable target.
Whoosh!
In the wild overgrown weeds of the wilderness, a furious gale suddenly erupted!
Swish! Swish!
Two greenish wind blades followed, moving at an extreme speed!
Though Ba Ji had prepared himself and rolled, his back was grazed, his beast hide clothes were cut open, leaving a bloody mess.
Yet, he gritted his teeth, staring in the direction the wind blades had flown from, his eyes bloodshot: "Qing Lang!"
A lithe figure leaped out from the grass, it was precisely Qing Lang!
His nose bridge was high, his eyes long and narrow, exuding a chilling aura: "I never thought a half-Spiritual Aperture trash like you could turn things around. Today, you'll die just like your brother!"
Qing Lang originally didn't pay much attention to Ba Ji, until the other party received his second Battle Glyph!
This kind of progress, among the junior Wu of the same batch, was already comparable to those who had opened two or three Spiritual Apertures.
This made Qing Lang feel a sense of crisis; it would be best to get rid of this brother of his enemy as soon as possible.
Coincidentally, the other party chose to venture out today!
"Die!"
Ba Ji roared, and a flame spewed from his mouth.
Boom!
A patch of grass exploded with a bang, the scattering flames ignited the vegetation, igniting a raging blaze.
The two junior Wu continuously moved while casting Wu techniques, attacking each other.
But it seemed that Qing Lang's cultivation was deeper, and his wind blade techniques were more nimble, clearly gaining the upper hand.
However, for some reason, Ba Ji kept mumbling incomprehensible sounds.
"Entanglement Art!"
Suddenly, he pointed a finger.
At Qing Lang's feet, strands of weeds tangled together, transforming into vines, binding both his legs.
"It worked!"
Ba Ji's eyes lit up; he had painstakingly trained in the Wu techniques taught by the Precious Mirror, waiting until he could unleash them in battle. Only then did he intentionally go to receive his second Battle Glyph, precisely to lure Qing Lang out.
Qing Lang wanted to kill him, but how could he not wish to eliminate this enemy?
"Die!"
Ba Ji's eyes turned blood red, the 'Blazing Warmth' Battle Glyph activated, a fireball appeared in his hand, constantly expanding, then fiercely hurled towards Qing Lang.
Boom!
Scorching high temperatures and flames instantly enveloped Qing Lang.
"Haha. . . haha. . ."
His great vengeance achieved, Ba Ji, still panting heavily, let out a joyful laugh.
But the next moment.
Swish!
A wind blade flew over, slicing across his neck.
Ba Ji clutched his neck, watching a large amount of fresh blood spill forth.
"Ugh. . ."
He wanted to say something, but simply couldn't utter a word, his body limply collapsing.
Across from him, Qing Lang's body was somewhat charred, and he awkwardly untangled the bindings on his legs.
In his hand, a peculiar black stone talisman exploded into fragments.
Just now, it was this very stone talisman that burst forth with light, transforming into a shield, blocking the fatal blow!
"He actually destroyed my stone talisman?"
A hint of lingering fear appeared on his face, as he kicked the wide-eyed, lifeless Ba Ji, realizing the other party was truly dead.
"No, wait, what was that Wu technique just now?"
"Also. . . Ba Ji definitely had some secrets."
Qing Lang muttered to himself, a hint of greed in his eyes, as he began to search Ba Ji's body.
Soon, the small beast hide pouch hanging around the other party's neck was taken out.
"A bronze mirror fragment?"
Qing Lang set the bronze mirror fragment aside, continuously searching the corpse, looking at the few flints and dried meat he found. . . In the end, no matter how he looked at it, he still felt the bronze mirror fragment was suspicious, so he took it in his hand and meticulously rubbed it.
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness observing this person, he had no immediate intention of revealing himself.
Anyway, this mirror fragment was a part of the 'All-Heavens Precious Mirror', let alone a mere junior Wu like this; even if a Great Wu or a Wu King came, they wouldn't be able to harm it in the slightest.
He could perfectly well wait and see, before finding the most suitable 'mirror holder'.
...
"As a mirror fragment, what I fear most is being cast into a deserted cliff, or deep underground. . . never to see the light of day again. . ."
South Barrens Cultivation World, Peach Blossom Pavilion.
Fang Xi walked out from it, carrying several bottles of spirit wine, and headed to Drunken White Pond.
"Haha, Brother Fang is so polite even when visiting?"
Upon seeing the spirit wine, Luo Gong's eyes lit up, and he directly uncorked the bottle and drank to his heart's content.
"It's only proper. . . Brother Luo's Drunken White Pond has truly become more beautiful than ever. . ."
In the pavilion at the heart of the lake, Fang Xi took a sip of spirit wine, feeling the pure spiritual energy, like shattered ice, melting between his teeth and cheeks, and then the comfortable sensation as it flowed down his throat, he sighed.
"Hmm, recently I'm taking my twenty-seventh concubine. You absolutely must come, my dear brother, to drink a cup of celebratory wine."
Luo Gong chuckled and patted his belly.
Ever since reaching Foundation Establishment, he had also become much more inclined to enjoy life, and had taken many concubines.
If it weren't for his cultivation method also encompassing Body Cultivation, he might not have been able to keep his inner residence in order.
"Of course. . ."
Regarding this person's practice of holding grand feasts for guests under the guise of taking concubines, while incidentally collecting gifts, Fang Xi secretly scorned him, but his face remained full of smiles.
"As for a second-tier pill formula for increasing Divine Consciousness, that is truly difficult. . ."
After a few more exchanges, Luo Gong finally got to the point: "We guest elders can exchange for a few pills from the White Peak Mountain Pill Pavilion according to our contributions, but exchanging for a pill formula requires an enormous amount. . . As for the various Pill Pavilions within the inner city, they certainly wouldn't have it either."
"Brother Luo has gone to great lengths."
Although there was no result, Fang Xi still cupped his hands in thanks.
"However, there's news that the black market will be opening again recently, the location is Three Forks Mountain, not far from White Peace Immortal City. . ."
Fang Xi listened, his expression unchanged.
The two chatted about everything under the sun, discussing the major recent events in the State of Yue's cultivation world.
"Have you heard?"
Luo Gong's face was filled with the excitement of revealing a secret: "Something big happened in Myriad Islands Lake!"
"Oh? " Fang Xi's hand, holding the wine cup, remained perfectly still: "What happened?"
"The Song Clan is spreading word everywhere, claiming that the remnants of the Situ Clan and the Heaven Extermination Alliance were secretly hiding in Myriad Islands Lake, and even had a great battle with the cultivators sent by their clan to investigate. . . The Situ Clan is the Song Clan's sworn enemy, you see; the Song Clan greatly contributed to their extermination back then."
"Now that they see the ashes rekindling, how can the Song Clan tolerate it? They immediately appointed their Young Master as commander, and declared a punitive expedition against Myriad Islands Lake. . . As for the Black Heaven Sect, they merely went through the motions, issuing a 'Demon Extermination Order', sending a few Foundation Establishment cultivators to observe the battle, and then there was no more news. . . Tsk tsk. . ."
Fang Xi's original plan with Ruan Xing Ling now seemed to be bearing its first fruits.
What the Black Heaven Sect didn't care about, was a deeply personal pain for the Song Clan.
This time, the Song Clan's actions inevitably carried a sense of urgency.
After all, the Situ Clan was indeed led by the Song Clan in its annihilation back then, and the most cultivator blood had been shed between them.
The Heaven Extermination Alliance had even attacked the Song Clan's cultivation city later on!
'Let them fight. . . They're all bad news anyway. . . Whichever side loses, it suits my intentions. '
Fang Xi's expression subtly shifted: "I never thought, it's only been a few years. . . and the State of Yue is already in turmoil again."
"Hah. . . this is just the beginning!"
Luo Gong, however, scoffed: "Around the time that Ancestor Jiang of the Black Heaven Sect passed away, the matters of the State of Yue, I'm afraid, won't be calm anymore. . . Speaking of which, wasn't Myriad Islands Lake where you once cultivated, my dear brother?"
"Indeed, luckily I ran quickly, Come, come. . . let's drink, let's drink!"
Fang Xi's face showed lingering fear, and then a look of relief.
...
Half a month later.
Azure Wave Cave.
Ruan Xing Ling settled in White Peace Immortal City, and did not accept Fang Xi's assistance.
She was a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all, possessing a share of her own pride.
What's more, this woman also possessed exquisite artifact refining skills; after advancing to Foundation Establishment, she had naturally risen to the second-tier level!
In the refining chamber.
Three Fire Crows were continuously spewing flames comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator's innate True Fire, melting chunks of metal ore.
Ruan Xing Ling, meanwhile, continuously seized the opportunity to add various powders, hammering and refining the ore.
In the end, a rough embryo of an artifact appeared.
This artifact was roughly in the shape of a long saber, its entire body dark, appearing ancient and unadorned.
"The Dao of artifact refining lies in the artifact embryo and the inscription of spell formations. . ."
Ruan Xing Ling's Divine Consciousness swept inch by inch over the long saber, a satisfied expression appearing on her face, as she said to Fang Xi, who was observing from the side: "The artifact embryo mainly depends on the forging craftsmanship and raw materials; as for the formations inscribed afterwards, they actually have much in common with the lineage of formation masters! You came to me for this, then?"
"Precisely."
Fang Xi nodded: "I acquired a set of unorthodox formation Dao inheritances, within which are some special formation patterns, which are quite interesting when combined, but their number is too few. . . so they can't form a complete formation, thus I thought of utilizing them in artifact refining."
The unorthodox formation patterns he spoke of were naturally the Battle Glyphs from the Shard World!
It's just that these patterns could not be inscribed on the cultivators of the South Barrens and Da Liang, otherwise, they would certainly explode and die.
Fang Xi naturally considered using inanimate objects to bear them, and formations and artifact refining were the best methods of transformation.
However, the formation patterns in his hands were too few, and did not form a complete system, so he could only focus on artifact refining.
More crucially. . . Fang Xi truly had no talent for refining artifacts, having abandoned this skill a long time ago, and conveniently, he had a trustworthy second-tier artifact refiner at hand, so naturally, he had to make full use of her. . .
"Your current attainments in formations are actually at the second-tier, which shows you definitely hid much of your true skill on Peach Blossom Island back then. . ."
Ruan Xing Ling gave Fang Xi a white eye.
Formation masters are much more popular than artifact refiners, and also much harder to master.
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