Chapter 302: Mountain Sea (Please vote for monthly pass)
Chapter 302: Mountain Sea (Please vote for monthly pass)
The Resentful Soul Incantation!
Fang Xi learned from the Saint Son's memory fragments that this was a spell specifically imprinted by a great demonic sect upon its disciples.
Its effect was to entwine itself around the perpetrator after the disciple's death, leaving a hidden mark.
Even Nascent Soul cultivators with their Divine Consciousness would find it difficult to detect this mark, yet to some demonic masters, it was exceptionally clear.
Previously, the Saint Son had used this very 'Resentful Soul Incantation' to pinpoint Fang Xi's location.
"What a pity. . . in this person's fragmented memories, there's only a description of the Resentful Soul Incantation, but no method to remove it. . . most likely, he himself didn't know."
"This time, I've truly offended the Primordial Demon Sect. I can't go back to the Shard World anymore."
"Fortunately, the gains are abundant enough."
"I wonder what became of Dan Ya later?"
"Alas, everything in that world no longer concerns me."
He mumbled, hastily dealt with the spoils, and then collapsed into sleep.
Three days later.
Fang Xi finally rose, feeling his entire body brimming with energy, his previous fatigue completely swept away.
He pondered for a moment, then uttered a spell incantation, causing a water mirror to appear before him.
His reflection in the mirror was still young and handsome, but with his powerful Divine Consciousness, amidst his head full of glossy black hair, he actually found a single white strand!
"Indeed, losing nearly a thousand years of lifespan in one go, was it too damaging to the body after all?"
"If I didn't have the Wood Spirit Body, I'm afraid my appearance would have aged quite a bit by now."
Fang Xi casually plucked out the white hair and burned it, then silently circulated his profound art, regenerating another strand of glossy black hair. Only then did he nod in satisfaction.
...
After finishing these matters, Fang Xi began to tally his spoils.
Within the sealed secret chamber, Fang Xi gazed at the demonic cultivator's corpse and the storage bags before him. . . He couldn't help but take a deep breath: "What a massive haul, a truly enormous harvest. . . Such gains, even a Nascent Soul old monster would be tempted to snatch them from me, wouldn't they?"
The first thing he examined was the handsome Saint Son's corpse.
Although the corpse now resembled a white-haired old man, Fang Xi could still feel a tenacious strength and power emanating from its skin and sinews!
"This person might have cultivated his body cultivation art to a level comparable to a late-stage Core Formation cultivator. . . even more formidable than that seventh-layer body cultivating demonic cultivator."
"If I were to use this person to refine a 'Black Fire Demonic Corpse', it almost feels like a waste of such a precious body. . ."
Fang Xi shook his head and began to search the corpse.
Due to his soul-searching, he was able to avoid some malicious restrictions and traps.
There was nothing else on the corpse besides a third-order magical treasure-grade robe, only an azure, fist-sized bead.
"Found it. . . the Mountain Sea Pearl!"
Fang Xi gazed at the 'Mountain Sea Pearl' in his hand. The bead was entirely azure, with a hint of mist within.
And through the mist, he could discern the faint outline of a small island.
"The Mountain Sea Pearl. . . a 'void treasure' that a certain Grandmaster artificer in the Minghuan World spent a hundred years of painstaking effort to forge. It contains a self-contained space, capable of even accommodating cultivators, making it a mobile cave-heaven. . . This item served as the Saint Son's storage bag."
"This person's disposition was cold and sinister, so he didn't set up any demonic attendants or servants inside, only a four-legged lizard. . . which should be dead by now, saving me a lot of trouble."
After a moment of thought, Fang Xi held the 'Mountain Sea Pearl' and continuously poured his 'Withered Glory Chant' spiritual power into it.
The spiritual power imprint of the Saint Son within this void treasure was naturally very strong.
Fang Xi refined it for three days and three nights before finally dispersing the Saint Son's spiritual power imprint and imprinting his own spiritual power mark within the bead.
"Open!"
He formed hand seals, and a spell incantation shot into the Mountain Sea Pearl.
The Mountain Sea Pearl floated in mid-air, silver spirit patterns appearing and flickering alternately around its surface, followed by a rumble. An azure light gate opened, with a silver vortex slowly revolving within it.
Purple light flickered in Fang Xi's eyes. He tilted his head in thought, then suddenly slapped his spirit beast bag.
Big Green, the Green Corner Fish Dragon, flew out. Its fish eyes were filled with utter bewilderment as it gazed at the blue light gate.
"I remember mentioning to you that if you hadn't advanced to second-order superior-grade by the time I reached mid-stage Core Formation, I'd just kill you and eat your meat, right?"
Fang Xi stroked his chin and chuckled coldly several times: "You're lucky now. As long as you render meritorious service for me, I might consider giving you a hand. . . Go!"
He delivered a flying kick, sending the Green Corner Fish Dragon into the azure light gate.
A moment later, Big Green's head poked out from the light gate.
"Excellent. . . it seems there's no danger to living creatures."
Fang Xi nodded and stepped into the azure light gate.
Without his spiritual power support, the light gate vanished, leaving only the Mountain Sea Pearl, which slowly descended to the ground.
...
Fang Xi looked up, seeing only a hazy gray mist.
As far as the eye could see, he was in a space only a few li in circumference, which he could sweep with his Divine Consciousness in an instant.
The ground was made of pitch-black rock, and every few steps, there was a luminous pearl emitting light, serving as the light source for the space.
And in the center of the space sat a dazzling, multi-colored cave-heaven, as if constructed from colorful stones!
The Green Corner Fish Dragon circled in mid-air, seemingly very curious about this space as well.
Fang Xi, with hands behind his back, approached the dazzling cave-heaven.
A translucent restriction flickered with light on the two large doors.
"It's not some powerful formation, just an ordinary restriction. . ."
Fang Xi examined it a few times, then covered his palm with a layer of green spiritual power and placed it on the doors.
Moments later, the restriction vanished, and the doors opened with a booming sound.
The ground was paved with white jade floor tiles, and at the corners were multi-colored corals as tall as a person.
This was indeed a cave-heaven, and all its various facilities seemed remarkably complete.
Moreover, the void within was actually filled with spiritual energy!
Even if not abundant, it was still around mid to superior-grade second-order.
"The inside of a void treasure actually has no spiritual energy whatsoever. . . But after the Saint Son acquired this treasure, he spent an enormous cost to transfer a 'spirit spring' into it, creating a small second-order spirit vein."
Fang Xi arrived at the center of the cave-heaven and saw a pool of spring water constantly bubbling forth spiritual water, which then circulated throughout the entire cave-heaven via water channels.
Within the spring, there were also several lotus leaves and lotus flowers, emitting three-colored radiance, appearing quite extraordinary.
"Third-order spiritual flowers? It seems they were just casually planted as ornamental plants?"
"The core array disc should be deep within the spirit spring, also serving as the central hub of the entire spirit vein formation. . ."
Purple light flickered in Fang Xi's eyes; he had no intention of destroying this spirit vein formation.
After all, this mobile cave-heaven was simply too convenient!
"Perhaps. . . if I can resolve the issue of the spirit vein's grade. . . I could even carry the Ancestral Demonic Tree around with me. . . Cough, cough. . . I've lost too much lifespan recently, maybe I should consider planting a sapling first to replenish it?"
He also looked at the artifact refining room, the pill refining room, and the cultivation chamber.
After walking for a short while, he came to the beast pen next to the spirit herb garden.
Within this beast pen, there was indeed a third-order 'Demonic Blood Dragon', with a single horn on its head, and its black-red scales gleamed brilliantly all over its body, appearing to have reached the mid-grade third-order level.
Even after its death, it still emanated a malevolent aura that kept Big Green from daring to approach.
"What a state. . . a dead spirit pet, and it scares you like this."
Fang Xi reprimanded it with a laugh, then took a sharp intake of breath: "Fortunately, the Saint Son planted many malicious restrictions within this Demonic Blood Dragon. With his death, the spirit pet naturally perished, body and soul. . . Otherwise, this little flood dragon would have cost me a lot of effort to subdue."
He looked at Big Green again, still not satisfied, and kicked it: "You're lucky. If I give you a little of this 'Demonic Blood Dragon's' essence blood, you'll surely break through to second-order superior-grade without a problem."
"Furthermore, if you can completely devour and refine this flood dragon's essence blood and demon core in the future. . . you might genuinely transform into a flood dragon and advance to a third-order Demon King."
Fang Xi paid Big Green no mind and went to the cave-heaven treasury, tallying the Saint Son's possessions one by one.
"Three hundred and twenty-seven superior-grade spirit stones, a large quantity of magical treasure materials, pills and talismans, and some rare spiritual herbs in the spirit herb garden. . . These are actually the small fry!"
"This 'Mountain Sea Pearl' and the magical treasures outside are the true big deals!"
He finally arrived at the study room and opened the restriction.
The study was arranged with classical elegance. From a purple censer, a strange fragrance wafted upwards.
"Demonic Breath Incense. . . This fragrance is naturally very suitable for demonic cultivators, but for cultivators who haven't practiced demonic arts, it could subtly lead to inner demons sprouting and qi deviation. It's also a small trap. . ."
With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Xi sent out a burst of Wood Spirit Divine Light, instantly annihilating all the Demonic Breath Incense in the censer.
He approached a bookshelf and saw many jade slips and books, a joyous expression appearing on his face.
"The demonic arts and secret techniques cultivated by the Saint Son himself naturally have restrictions, but these cultivation methods and secret arts, geographical maps, spiritual object bestiaries, and even legacies of the hundred arts of cultivation that he casually collected are not subject to the Primordial Demon Sect's restrictions. . ."
"Once I organize these in the future, my cultivation foundation will become incredibly vast, comparable to a core disciple of a Soul Transformation sect!"
"Poor me, a rogue cultivator who walks an unorthodox path, my foundation finally surpasses that of many Golden Core cultivators from Nascent Soul sects. . ."
He came before the desk and slowly sat down.
On the desk, there weren't many writing implements, but they all glimmered with spiritual light.
"Purple Bristle Brush. . . refined from the fine hairs of a third-order demon wolf, using it as a third-order talisman brush is absolutely no problem. . ."
Fang Xi picked up a purple talisman brush, gazing at the tiny runes on it, somewhat lost in thought: "It was truly a stroke of extreme luck that I was able to kill the Saint Son. . ."
"This person. . . truly is my lucky star. Not only did he send magical treasures, secret manuals, and a cave-heaven. . . he even sent his own corpse to me in the end."
He sighed, then suddenly pressed a hidden mechanism at the bottom of the wooden desk.
One side of the wooden desk split open, revealing a drawer.
When opened, there was only a single jade slip inside.
This was a mortal mechanism, with no malicious restrictions within.
Fang Xi smiled indifferently, picked up the jade slip, and sent his Divine Consciousness into it, immediately seeing a highly exquisite corpse refining art!
"The refining method for the Six Desires Heaven Mixing Demonic Corpse. . . unfortunately, it's incomplete. Only the latter half, concerning how to merge the soul with the demonic corpse, is present."
"This person seemed to have a great enemy who refined this type of demonic corpse, and thus, he secretly violated sect rules to obtain a portion of the secret technique for refining this kind of demonic corpse, intending to comprehend a method to counter it."
When Fang Xi found this piece of information within the Saint Son's memory fragments, he was immensely pleased.
This secret technique was only half complete, but when combined with the soul-splitting method recorded in his own Corpse control art, it seemed that he could barely patch together a method for refining an' External Avatar'.
Though, it was a knock-off version. . .
Comments