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Chapter 25: Rescuing People (Please Collect)

Chapter 25: Rescuing People (Please Collect)

Inside the room.

The lights were dim.

Mu Cang Long's face was haggard as he lay on the bed, already unconscious.

On his cheeks, dark, tadpole-like runes squirmed as if alive, creating a truly horrifying impression.

Mu Piao Miao stood by the bed, her face full of apprehension: "Junior Brother. . . how is he?"

Fang Xi had his right hand placed on Mu Cang Long's wrist, seemingly taking his pulse.

In reality, he was secretly permeating Mu Cang Long's body with strands of pure Longevity Art spiritual power.

According to his experiments in the cultivation world, a cultivator's spiritual power should still have a decent cleansing effect on curse power.

About thirty breaths later.

"Ugh. . ."

Mu Cang Long's eyelids twitched violently, then suddenly opened: "I. . ."

"Father!"

Mu Piao Miao cried tears of joy.

"Master Mu, how do you feel?"

Fang Xi withdrew his finger and asked indifferently.

This treatment consumed quite a bit of his spiritual power, but he showed no change in expression.

"Still alright. . . " Mu Cang Long couldn't quite comprehend, looking at his daughter.

Fang Xi, being extremely considerate, stepped out, allowing the father and daughter some time to converse.

After stepping out of the room, a graceful figure immediately came to greet him: "Young Master. . . it's wonderful that you're alright."

Bai He's eyes were red-rimmed, and her voice was laced with a sob.

In the past few days, the Young Master had said he was going out to find supplies, but then he never returned, almost frightening her to death.

Now, monsters roamed the city from time to time, and Bai He was terrified that the Young Master might fall into their hands.

Fortunately, her pillar of strength had finally returned.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. . ."

Fang Xi glanced at her, saw the coarse grain bun in Bai He's hand, and smiled: "What? You even prepared food for me?"

"Sister Piao Miao said we need to economize and not waste. . . Young Master, please bear with it for now."

Bai He looked at the coarse grain bun in her hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

In the past, Fang Xi always insisted on refined foods, which had even made the maidservants' tastes pickier.

Falling to such a state now was indeed quite miserable.

However, humans are highly adaptable creatures, and Bai He had quickly adjusted.

After all, before she was sold to the Fang manor, she had truly lived through some hard times.

"Mm."

Fang Xi neither confirmed nor denied, but also didn't go to gnaw on the coarse grain bun.

He casually asked a few more questions and discovered that the frequency of monsters appearing was extremely low near the city walls of Black Stone City.

Conversely, the further one went towards the city center, the more monsters there were, and they didn't necessarily strictly adhere to the pattern of hiding by day and emerging by night.

'It seems the demonic tree in the city center is indeed this demon's vital point. . . '

'And those who knew what they were doing, by hiding at the edge of Black Stone City from the start, could indeed eke out a meager existence for a while. '

Fang Xi, having received this important information, mused to himself.

Just then, he saw Tang Xuan carrying a few buns and entering Wu Ji's room.

Inside, it seemed Wu Ji's wife, a quite beautiful woman, was also residing.

"That's Senior Brother Tang delivering food to Miss Bai. . . Poor Miss Bai, not only did all her family die in the demonic disaster, but she was also forcibly taken by that Wu fellow, who claims her as his wife. . ."

Seeing Fang Xi's gaze, Bai He quickly explained.

"I never imagined that Wu Ji would be such a person."

Fang Xi sighed, but didn't take it to heart.

In Black Stone City now, there were countless people far more miserable than that Miss Bai. RanO​bЕS

Just then.

The door behind him opened, and Mu Piao Miao walked out: "Mas. . . Senior Disciple Brother. . . my father invites you in!"

"Alright!"

Fang Xi nodded at Bai He and entered the room.

...

Inside the room.

Mu Cang Long was propped up on the bed, looking at Fang Xi as he entered, his expression full of astonishment: "You've already broken through to the Black Cloud Realm? !"

Although his daughter had told him about recent events, Mu Cang Long still found it hard to believe.

Not only had his breakthrough been incredibly swift, but after breaking through, he could even slay powerful enemies of the same rank!

Furthermore, he even claimed to be able to cure the poison of the demonic curse power!

This disciple's talent was simply too astounding, even bordering on the mysterious.

"Indeed!"

Fang Xi nodded.

In this world, he didn't need to be overly cautious in his actions.

After all, even martial arts hall masters were already absolute upper-echelon figures in Black Stone City.

"Good, good, good! My White Cloud Martial Arts Hall finally has a successor! I'm ready to entrust both the position of hall master and my daughter to you. . ."

Mu Cang Long's face flushed with excitement.

"Wait! "

Fang Xi quickly waved a hand. He certainly didn't want to accept these two burdens: "Master Mu, do you still wish to treat your own severe poison?"

"Alas. . . " Mu Cang Long sighed: "A family knows its own affairs. This curse mark power comes from a demon. . . My blood-qi cannot wear it away. This old man has already come to terms with it. To be able to see a disciple inherit my mantle before death, I have no regrets. . ."

"Cough, cough. . . Master Mu, there's no need to be so disheartened. " Fang Xi coughed: "I have a spiritual pill that can counteract all poisons. . . I spent a full thousand taels of gold to buy it from a traveling merchant back then. Master Mu, would you like to give it a try?"

He had specifically bought a 'Clear Spirit Pill' previously to help digest demonic beast meat. That Daoist friend Zhuo Lu Ting had praised it to the high heavens, claiming it was unmatched.

At this moment, he couldn't help but entertain the idea of an experiment.

After all, Fang Xi also had some reservations about the demon's 'curse power', and he needed a martial arts hall master to voluntarily test it before he could confirm if cultivation world pills were effective.

Besides, he and Mu Cang Long had some dealings, and he didn't particularly want to see the man die in front of him.

"A thousand taels?"

Mu Cang Long's mouth twitched.

His entire fortune might not even amount to a thousand taels of gold.

However, thinking of Fang Xi's previous reputation, he actually believed it.

It was truly possible for this spendthrift to pay a high price for some unknown little pill!

Upon seeing the medicine bottle in Fang Xi's hand, Mu Cang Long became even more convinced.

He saw that the medicine bottle was actually carved from a single piece of exquisite jade. In the mortal world, it would be an unparalleled treasure, perhaps only found in the imperial palace of Da Liang.

Such a jade bottle, naturally, contained a pill that was no ordinary item.

The Clear Spirit Pill was entirely emerald green, carrying a faint fragrance.

Just by smelling it, Mu Cang Long felt his spirit slightly invigorated: "It seems you've encountered a true extraordinary individual who 'plays in the dust of the world'!"

"Master Mu, please take the medicine."

Fang Xi moved behind Mu Cang Long, placing a palm against his back.

Since he was a guinea pig, naturally, Fang Xi needed to monitor him in real-time.

Otherwise, how could it be called testing medicine?

"Haha. . . bring it on! " Mu Cang Long didn't take it to heart. After all, he had already resigned himself to certain death, so he was naturally open to anything.

He swallowed the Clear Spirit Pill in one gulp and began to silently perceive the medicinal effects.

"Hm? !"

Fang Xi watched all of this, his expression subtly shifting.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Mu Cang Long's expression suddenly became extremely pained. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Hiss! Hiss!

On the bluestone slab beside the bed, a patch of corroded marks suddenly appeared.

Mu Cang Long's pained expression, however, became remarkably relaxed, and the curse marks on his face slowly began to recede.

"Alas. . ."

Fang Xi withdrew his hand, looking out the window towards the city center, his expression becoming incredibly solemn.

"This master feels much better. My lower abdomen feels warm, and the numbness in my body has greatly receded."

Mu Cang Long threw back the blanket, stood up, his face full of delight.

"What a pity, this pill can only suppress the curse power, not eliminate the residual poison. . . Perhaps in a few months or years, it will resurface, and by then, taking this spiritual pill again won't be of much use."

Fang Xi, however, shook his head.

The grade of the Clear Spirit Pill was still too low. If it were a first-order superior-grade 'Myriad Spirit Pill', perhaps he could recover completely.

At the same time, a great sense of vigilance arose in his heart.

This wasn't the poison of the demonic tree's main body, but merely a bit of residual curse power from its puppets, yet it was already so tenacious.

Within this world, there must surely be even greater dangers hidden!

He still needed to be careful.

"A few years, you say? That's enough. " Mu Cang Long gave a bitter smile: "Given our situation, fallen into a demonic domain, it's hard to say if we'll even live to see tomorrow."

It was clear that the man was well aware of their current predicament.

The so-called 'waiting for the demons to retreat on their own' was merely a forlorn hope.

The greater probability was that everyone would be trapped and perish in Black Stone City!

Compared to that, a death tribulation that would only erupt months or years later was nothing at all.

"Never mind. . . It's good that Master Mu sees things clearly. " Fang Xi smiled: "I still have some martial arts questions I'd like to ask you, Master."

"You wish to ask how to progress after True Force? " Mu Cang Long closed his eyes: "It's a pity. . . once True Force is formed, it cannot be altered. Even if you discard your cultivation technique and specialize in another, you will still encounter issues of chaotic blood-qi. And our White Cloud Palm, at its highest, only reaches the True Force realm; there is no path beyond. . ."

"So, you're saying I've reached a dead end? " Fang Xi extended his right leg forward.

Bang!

A layer of floor tiles instantly shattered into pieces.

"Red Snake Leg? " Mu Cang Long nodded, then shook his head: "So you also took the path of mixed martial arts."

"It seems that many rogue martial artists previously also cultivated multiple martial arts and broke through to the True Force realm? " Fang Xi's eyes lit up.

Mu Cang Long thought for a moment before answering cautiously: "We martial artists naturally wish to advance further. . . Cultivating martial arts with minimal conflict is indeed one method. . . It is said that someone once cultivated seven or eight martial arts, reaching a level where they could contend with a True Vigor Martial Master, but they soon died suddenly. . ."

"After True Force, comes True Vigor? " Fang Xi seized the opportunity to ask questions about the martial path.

"Once True Force is achieved, one uses True Force to temper the five viscera and six organs, cleanse the marrow, and temper the entire body, awaiting the natural generation of True Vigor. . . " Mu Cang Long sighed with emotion: "Alas. . . True Vigor martial arts are already at the level of sect secret transmissions, not something we martial arts hall masters can covet."

"I see. I wonder if cultivating True Vigor martial arts can resolve the issue of conflicting True Force? " Fang Xi asked curiously.

"Most likely not, but without a doubt, cultivating True Vigor martial arts will make a martial artist stronger. . . As for whether it can lead to a breakthrough in realms, I do not know either."

Mu Cang Long's eyes held a hint of bewilderment. Clearly, such a question was beyond his capabilities.

After all, he was merely a martial arts hall master. . .

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