Chapter 218: Liu San Qi (Congratulations to the Silver Grand Alliance Leader! )
Chapter 218: Liu San Qi (Congratulations to the Silver Grand Alliance Leader! )
Perfected Bai Feng of White Peace Immortal City was originally a rogue cultivator.
Later, by chance, he successfully formed his Core, occupied the original market town, and established White Peace Immortal City. Hundreds of years had passed since then.
It was just that the lifespan of a Core Formation ancestor was too long; he had outlived generation after generation of cultivators, giving people the impression that he was immortal.
Yet, in reality, Fang Xi calculated briefly and knew that this Perfected Bai Feng was already over four hundred years old. . .
After outliving over a dozen of his disciples, was this Core Formation ancestor perhaps also nearing the time when his own disciples would 'see him off'?
Waving his hand, he dismissed Zhong Hong Yu. Fang Xi, holding a cup of spirit tea, fell into contemplation.
In this world, even a Nascent Soul True Monarch, when their lifespan reached its end, could only helplessly pass away in meditation or reincarnate.
As for body snatching? Because it went against the natural order, it could not increase one's lifespan.
'This time, Perfected Bai Feng ventured deep into the Myriad Beast Mountain Range to hunt a demon king, which must also be for a third-order demon core. . . '
'Although this person took many disciples, wishing to achieve Core Formation was extremely difficult. Even Ouyang Zhen seemed to be lacking a bit of crucial experience? '
'The last time a third-order demon core appeared, Perfected Bai Feng couldn't contend with Patriarch Jiang, and Ouyang Zhen could be said to have lost a great opportunity. . . '
In reality, for the cultivators of the Three Kingdoms, to be able to refine a demon king's inner core and achieve a False Core was already a remarkable opportunity. . .
'Considering this, once Perfected Bai Feng passes away in meditation and White Peace Immortal City no longer has a Core Formation ancestor overseeing it. . . it will undoubtedly be plunged into turmoil! Even the Black Heaven Sect, Green Wood Sect, and Ethereal Valley Sect might make a move! '
White Peace Immortal City attracted a large number of rogue cultivators, dubbed the holy land of rogue cultivator trade. How much business and traffic had it stolen from the market towns of the three sects?
Previously, Perfected Bai Feng suppressed it, but now, things were a bit troublesome.
'The Bai Feng Mountain lineage still possessed strength. Ouyang Zhen was already late-stage Foundation Establishment when they last met. . . it wouldn't be surprising for him to have broken through to Perfected Foundation Establishment by now. And with the third-order artifact 'Kui Niu Drum' in his hands, and guarding a third-order formation. . . he should still have the power to contend. '
At the very least, Fang Xi felt that blocking one Core Formation sect wouldn't be much of an issue.
However. . . if the three Core Formation sects were to join forces, it would be beyond his power. After all, Ouyang Zhen was not a Core Formation ancestor!
Most cultivators were selfish, and could only be influenced by profit.
The last time Patriarch Jiang assisted White Peace Immortal City, it was merely because "no egg remains unbroken under the toppling nest of a beast tide," and for the sake of the third-order demon core.
This time, even if the Black Heaven Sect were to attack White Peace Immortal City, Fang Xi wouldn't be surprised in the slightest.
"Mountain rain is coming, wind fills the tower. . ."
"Alas, I have long since hidden away in my own small tower, forming my own world, regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter. . ."
Fang Xi thought for a moment, and began to compose two reply letters.
The one for Zhan Tu was rather casual, only mentioning that he could lend him a few hundred spirit stones when the time came, but the rest he would have to strive for himself.
As for the one for Yan Chang Kong, it was a bit more cautious: first, thanking him for informing him of the news, then sending a gift, and asking him to continue monitoring the developments in White Peace Immortal City and inform him.
Currently, within the Black Heaven Sect, Patriarch Zhang Zhu Sheng was overseeing things. This person had a long lifespan and abundant vitality, so it was quite stable.
Perhaps. . . there might be clever rogue cultivators, fleeing to the State of Yue for refuge in advance!
...
One year later.
News regarding Perfected Bai Feng spread widely throughout the State of Yue, causing a stir. Even on the usually secluded Dragon Fish Island, people were actually discussing it.
Fang Xi heard the rumors, some of which were even more outrageous, some even claiming that Perfected Bai Feng had already passed away in meditation long ago.
'It seems. . . the upper echelons of the State of Yue are about to make a move? '
'Or. . . is it false news spread by the Bai Feng Mountain lineage? After all, they used this trick last time. . . '
'But. . . what does this have to do with me? Just watch the show, watch the show. . . '
Fang Xi leisurely sat atop the Evergreen Pavilion, watching the busy figures in the spirit herb valley and the fish farm, a sense of leisure spontaneously arose within him.
Just then, his brow twitched, and he opened the formation.
A jade-green sound transmission talisman, like a flying falcon, circled once and was taken into his hand.
After listening for a few moments, Fang Xi's expression changed, and he made the Profound Wood Grand Array reveal a passage.
A streak of green light of evasion descended. Its aura, representing Foundation Establishment, made the Green Corner Fish Dragon in the fish farm lift its head.
The green light of evasion landed before Fang Xi, revealing a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
The man was around thirty years old, sporting a wisp of a goatee, his hair tied into a topknot with an ebony hairpin. Wearing a worn-out Daoist robe, and like a mortal bell-carrying doctor, he carried a tattered medicine box on his back.
More importantly, his magic power had unexpectedly reached mid-stage Foundation Establishment!
"This humble one is Liu San Qi, greetings, Fellow Daoist Fang!"
The mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator with the goatee smiled and bowed to Fang Xi first, his gaze subtly sweeping over Fang Xi and the immense canopy of the Demonic Tree nearby. His expression subtly changed.
"So it is Fellow Daoist Liu. . . When I was in White Peace Immortal City, I had already heard of Fellow Daoist Liu's renowned skill in 'bringing the dead back to life,' but we were fated not to meet. . ."
Fang Xi smiled and cupped his fists, invited Liu San Qi into the Evergreen Pavilion, and instructed Zhong Hong Yu to pour tea.
Once the two had taken their seats as host and guest, and the spirit tea had been served, Fang Xi picked up his Cloud Dragon Tea and took a sip, before asking, "Fellow Daoist Liu, what urgent matter brings you to my Dragon Fish Island? Are you perhaps here to purchase spirit fish, talismans, or pills?"
"Sigh. . . " Liu San Qi shook his hand with a bitter smile: "In truth. . . I can no longer stay in White Peace Immortal City, and wish to find a place of refuge. . . This Myriad Islands Lake, being remote, suits my intentions perfectly. . . To be honest, before coming to Dragon Fish Island, I had already visited Maple Leaf Island. Island Master Ruan was most generous, and rented 'Golden Turtle Island' to me for temporary residence. . . Therefore, coming today, is also to pay a visit to a neighbor's house!"
As Liu San Qi spoke with a bitter smile, he took out a gift from his medicine box. It was several hundred-year-old spirit herbs, which were enough to serve as primary ingredients for some second-order pill recipes.
His medicine box looked old and worn, but in reality, it must have been a storage artifact.
"Oh? So we'll be neighbors then? With the current unstable situation, I hope we can watch out for each other and assist each other often. . . "Fang Xi exchanged a few polite words first, then directly asked, "Rumor has it. . . Perfected Bai Feng's grand lifespan is nearing its end, and he is about to pass away in meditation. Is this true or false?"
"This. . . I don't know either," Liu San Qi replied with a bitter smile, "But as rogue cultivators, we hide when we can. I'm just here to avoid the storm."
For a mid-stage Foundation Establishment expert like him to flee in such a hurry, the waters of White Peace Immortal City were clearly getting deeper and deeper.
Fang Xi and Liu San Qi chatted for a while longer, learning that this person was a spirit plant cultivator, skilled in cultivating various spirit herbs, and couldn't help but feel a bit closer to him.
After all, as a second-order alchemist, he indeed needed many spirit herbs.
Liu San Qi, too, was surprised by Fang Xi's vast knowledge and his even deeper research into the path of spirit plant cultivation. The more they talked, the more congenial they became, feeling as if they regretted not meeting sooner.
Several hours later, Liu San Qi finally bid farewell and left.
The green light of evasion flashed, and flew out of Dragon Fish Island's range.
At this moment, Liu San Qi touched his chest, feeling some lingering fear: "Fang Xi of Dragon Fish Island. . . this person is indeed not simple. Although he's only early-stage Foundation Establishment, he gives me a sense of danger. . . And that spirit wood. . . it actually made even me feel a tremor in my heart. . ."
He truly just wanted to come to Myriad Islands Lake to seek refuge, so how could there be such formidable individuals everywhere?
Thinking of this, Liu San Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and lamented his luck.
'Fortunately, this Fellow Daoist seems to be someone wholeheartedly devoted to arduous cultivation. It would be best if we could stay out of each other's way. . . '
Liu San Qi muttered to himself, and continued to transform into a light of evasion, flying back to Golden Turtle Island.
Meanwhile, Fang Xi looked in the direction Liu San Qi had departed, lost in thought.
He stepped out of the Evergreen Pavilion. From the ground, numerous roots of the Demonic Tree drilled out, and coiled around his ankles.
"Hmm? You want to devour him?"
"That mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator not only has abundant blood-qi, but also a refreshing herbal fragrance about him. . . Much more delicious than an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator?"
"Could it be. . . some special physique?"
Fang Xi pondered for a moment, then burst into a wry laugh: "You're not allowed to eat him. . . unless he becomes my enemy."
He straightened his face, suppressing the Demonic Tree's roots, and then went to the basement of the Evergreen Pavilion.
Gurgle gurgle!
The Earthly Baleful Lake continuously bubbled. Streams of baleful qi generated from the bottom of the earth's crust gathered above the lake surface, forming a dark, murky cloud.
This was Dragon Fish Island's greatest treasure—the Earthly Baleful Lake!
"Calculating the years, in at most about ten more years, a wisp of 'Black Wind Baleful Qi' should be able to be refined out, right?"
Fang Xi released his divine consciousness, estimating the concentration of the baleful qi, and mused to himself.
This 'Black Wind Baleful Qi' could temper a cultivator's physique, and was considered a beneficial spiritual item for Foundation Establishment cultivators. In the outside world, it could make Qi Refinement cultivators fight tooth and nail for it.
But for Fang Xi, it was far too ordinary.
A mere wisp of baleful qi couldn't even compare to half the value of a Foundation Establishment Pill.
"Either casually bestow it upon my subordinates, or purify the baleful qi and refine other items. . ."
"Heh heh. . . I wonder how many people are coveting this wisp of baleful qi. . . How much amusement and 'fertilizer' will it bring me?"
...
Several months later.
atop the Evergreen Pavilion.
Fang Xi was lying on a soft chair, routinely observing, after surviving the Heavenly Demon Tribulation, the Wu people of the Shard World continuing their arduous struggle to rebuild their homes.
Dan Ya had also become much shrewder. Although she took the opportunity to acquire many treasure glyphs, each one commanded a very high price.
Currently, he was in a process of silently competing in patience with the demonic mirror.
"Young Master, please, I beg you, save my Yan family. . ."
Yan Hong Xiu, who had been in secluded cultivation, suddenly rushed in. She was now at Qi Refinement Layer eight cultivation, which, considering her aptitude and spiritual root, was a very good achievement.
However, Yan Hong Xiu's face was filled with panic at this moment, and she knelt directly on the ground, pleading bitterly.
"Get up first, and explain clearly what happened."
Fang Xi frowned and ordered.
Yan Hong Xiu knew that the Young Master never liked this kind of behavior, so she could only reluctantly get up: "Currently, White Peace Immortal City is in a state of panic, and many rogue cultivators are fleeing. . . Among them were some who came to Myriad Islands Lake. A few days ago. . . a group of people, led by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, forcibly occupied my family's Spirit Sky Island. . ."
Although Fang Xi had taught her to be independent and strong, her opponent was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, after all!
Yan Hong Xiu still felt she could only kneel.
Fang Xi questioned her in detail again, and learned that the Foundation Establishment cultivator was named 'Li Lei', who had operated in White Peace Immortal City for many years, and had over a dozen late-stage and Perfected Qi Refinement cultivators under him, forming a force called the 'Three Points Hall'.
This person had just arrived at Myriad Islands Lake. Not daring to attack islands with Foundation Establishment cultivators residing on them, he could only pick on the 'soft persimmons', and the Yan family thus suffered greatly.
'Could it be. . . that Spirit Sky Island truly has bad feng shui? Why do things always go wrong there? '
After Fang Xi heard the full story, he couldn't help but frown.
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