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Chapter 33: Breakthrough and Transaction (Please collect)

Chapter 33: Breakthrough and Transaction (Please collect)

Black Stone City.

Inside an abandoned, uninhabited residence.

Fang Xi, with his hands clasped behind his back, gazed at Linghu Yang, who had already been subjected to the 'Soul Bewitchment Art' and fallen unconscious.

This person's memories were quite a treasure trove.

It wasn't just the True Vigor Martial Master chapter of the 'Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand'!

There was also the method of 'Demonic Seed Implantation,' and various secrets of Yuan He Mountain, all of which greatly broadened Fang Xi's horizons.

"What a pity. . . the so-called 'Demonic Seed Implantation', using a martial artist's essence blood, could only slightly suppress it. . . In the end, they would still turn into monsters completely devoid of reason."

"Linghu Yang's situation was like this, merely drinking poison to quench thirst, or perhaps. . . trapped within the demonic domain, he had already fallen into complete despair and had no choice but to fight with his life on the line?"

Fang Xi fell silent for a moment, then raised a finger and flicked out a spark.

The spark landed on Linghu Yang's body, and instantly transformed into a raging inferno, devouring him whole and turning him into ashes. . .

...

Fang Xi paid it no mind, walked into the courtyard, and began grilling Taisui meat.

As he ate the meat, the secret manual of the 'Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand' appeared in his mind, every word incredibly clear, like lustrous pearls floating within his heart.

"The Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand is Yuan He Mountain's sect-guarding cultivation method; even Linghu Yang only obtained a fragmented portion. . . Moreover, through his descriptions, it's difficult for me to sketch out a complete Divine Intent Diagram, lacking the most fundamental element — Intent!"

The Divine Intent Diagram of the Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand was naturally not on Linghu Yang, nor in Black Stone City, but rather in Yuan He Mountain and strictly guarded.

At this moment, Fang Xi was simply out of reach.

However, he didn't feel it was a loss.

After all, his foundation wasn't built on the True Force cultivated from Yuan He Mountain's orthodox martial arts!

By constantly blending martial arts and cultivating other third-rate martial arts, he had already barely managed to make True Force cover his entire body, refining his strength into his marrow!

Normally, True Vigor would naturally generate in a few months or several years.

Now, he merely wanted to accelerate this process.

Thus, some of the techniques and tricks from the Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand were still very useful.

"Using True Force to stimulate different acupoints can accelerate the process of True Vigor generation. . . Brilliant! '"

Fang Xi recalled a secret technique, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Only those at the peak of True Force can attempt to cultivate this; a slight mistake will lead to paralysis at best, and death at worst. . . Who knows how many people Yuan He Mountain killed to create this secret technique. . . '"

He devoured the Taisui meat in large mouthfuls and abruptly stood up.

Boom!

Layer upon layer of cultivation methods circulated within Fang Xi, terrifying True Force enveloping his entire body, causing his joints to crackle like exploding beans, his physique steadily growing taller, as if he was transforming into some terrifying demon. . .

"I reached the peak of True Force long ago. . . '"

"Five Thunders Extremity Transformation, Big Dipper Body Forging! '"

Fang Xi let out a low cry, his right hand flitting like a butterfly amidst flowers, continuously tapping several special points on his body.

Suddenly.

His face flushed crimson, feeling the circulation of True Force within his body accelerate once more, to a terrifying degree.

Even Fang Xi's body could barely withstand it, as beads of blood seeped from his pores.

'This brutal training method, if Mu Cang Long were to try it, he would likely train himself to death midway because his foundation is insufficient! '

Fang Xi thought to himself, his Divine Consciousness observing internally, controlling the True Force throughout his body still with ease.

He possessed an extra Divine Consciousness compared to martial artists, allowing him to control his body with the utmost subtlety, reaching the realm of 'Minute Control,' a convenience that even Yuan He Mountain's martial artists found hard to enjoy.

What's more, Fang Xi had also consumed a Blood Qi Pill, breaking past the limits of the human body and causing his blood-qi to surge once more, making him practically a genius of Blood-Qi Martial Arts!

The accumulation of these various favorable factors allowed him to disregard many limitations, progressing at a speed that would leave even Linghu Yang dumbfounded.

Time passed little by little.

One hour, two hours, six hours later. . .

Fang Xi's entire body suddenly jolted!

A layer of blood scabs peeled off, revealing pristine, smooth skin beneath.

"True Vigor. . . it's done!"

His eyes lit up as he felt a special power emerging from his internal organs and bone marrow.

This power was a mixture of White Cloud Palm, Red Snake Leg, Iron Cloth Skill, Heaven-Gazing Earth-Listening Skill, and a small portion of the True Force from the Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand, yet it was completely different.

Moreover. . . its intensity far surpassed True Force!

And it carried a profound and mysterious. . . vitality!

"No. . . not vitality, but the distinction between True Vigor and True Force, True Vigor can carry special attributes! '"

Fang Xi gazed at his right hand, circulated his True Vigor, and pressed it against a wall.

Crash!

Suddenly, the entire wall collapsed, the broken edges twisted beyond recognition, and even carried faint traces of charring. . .

"The True Vigor cultivated by the Five Thunders Extremity Transformation Hand is called — Five Thunder Vigor! When it strikes an enemy, it can slightly paralyze them, and upon grand completion, it can even deter demons! '"

Recalling Linghu Yang's description, Fang Xi then looked at his own vigor and knew that what he had cultivated was absolutely not Five Thunder Vigor!

"To mix third-rate martial arts and achieve the True Vigor Martial Master realm, there are probably very few in the entire world who can do that. . . After becoming a Martial Master, my True Force has merged into True Vigor, carrying the effects of various True Forces. '"

From the collapsed wall, Fang Xi saw the twisting vigor of Red Snake Leg, the poisonous vigor of White Cloud Palm, and even a trace of lightning vigor attached. . .

"Within a single palm strike, multiple effects can be attached! '"

"This vigor shall be named — Primal Chaos Vigor! '"

Fang Xi gently nodded, naming his brand-new martial art: "'Therefore. . . my current cultivation method can be named Primal Chaos Thunderclap. . . Forget it, let's just call it the 'Primal Chaos True Art' instead! '"

He could clearly feel that under the influence of Primal Chaos Vigor, his previously somewhat fragile internal organs had undergone a new round of strengthening.

Now, he could already rival a second-stage Body Cultivator, which was equivalent to a mid-stage Qi Refinement body cultivator.

"Having reached this point, Spirit Farmer spells can't even break my defense, and ordinary early- or mid-stage Qi Refinement spells might not even kill me if they hit directly. . . My survival capability has greatly increased. '"

"Finally. . . I can finally dabble in the business of cross-world profiteering. '"

Fang Xi's eyes reddened, and he almost shed tears.

He cultivated his Longevity Art every day, but his progress was practically as slow as a snail's crawl.

However, Fang Xi knew very well that practicing martial arts had no future, and he still had to cultivate immortality!

Cultivating martial arts now was merely to quickly gain strength and secure resources for immortal cultivation!

"Facts prove that my choice was completely correct. . . After only a few months of martial arts training, I gained strength comparable to mid-stage Qi Refinement! '"

"If I hadn't practiced martial arts and instead painstakingly cultivated the Longevity Art with all my might every day, I would still be at Qi Refinement third level now, with limited strength improvement! '"

"What's more. . . in the South Barrens Cultivation World, to advance to second-stage Body Cultivation would require at least a hundred Spirit Stones in resources. How could I possibly produce that much? '"

"Now, it's equivalent to earning a hundred Spirit Stones in just a few months! Truly a cause for joy, a cause for joy! '"

Fang Xi looked up at the demon tree, towering like a mountain, the joy on his face gradually receding: "'Time to run. . . '"

If he waited for the demon tree to advance, that would truly be joy turning to sorrow.

Thinking of this, Fang Xi didn't hesitate and circulated his movement technique.

Whoosh!

With a light leap, he soared across five to six zhang and landed on a rooftop.

"My movement technique has also greatly improved compared to before! '"

Fang Xi nodded lightly, fixed his direction, and headed towards the market district of the West City Gate.

...

West City Gate.

After some time had passed, the environment here looked even worse.

Any passerby looked like a skeleton, as if they would collapse at any moment.

Fang Xi, with his face covered, entered the market district and saw the prices plummeting once again.

His heart remained unperturbed. He arrived at Han Pang Zi's shop and pushed the door open to enter.

"Brother!"

The meat mountain, having shrunk again, had actually barely regained a semblance of a human.

Han Pang Zi let out a wail, seeming to want to pounce and hug Fang Xi's leg, his voice thick with tears: "'If you didn't come soon, Old Han was going to starve to the point of eating people! '"

"Hold on!"

Fang Xi waved a hand, a little surprised: "'Didn't I trade a large batch of grain with you before? How did it end up like this? '"

"You don't understand the hunger of a starving man. . . ' Han Pang Zi poured out his grievances: "'Old Han here has already cut back to only five meals a day. . . The key is there's still a Taisui, and I have a bunch of subordinates and family members too, these are all major expenses! '"

"Oh!"

Fang Xi nodded thoughtfully.

That's right, Han Pang Zi, by himself, couldn't possibly support a black market trading shop.

Moreover, he wasn't a transmigrator and didn't suddenly appear in this world, so he naturally had family and friends to take care of.

"Brother, you've finally come. . . I have eight martial arts manuals here, every single one a masterpiece, and there's even Old Han's own 'Heaven Devouring Art'. . . I've truly brought out everything from the bottom of my chest! Each one is only eight hundred, no, five hundred jin of grain! ' Han Pang Zi extended five fingers and stared pitifully at Fang Xi."

Unexpectedly, Fang Xi shook his head: "'I no longer lack True Force secret manuals. '"

"What? '"

Han Pang Zi was struck as if by lightning. The enormous meat mountain plopped back down, still causing a small tremor, and he said dejectedly: "'What do you want? Even if you want my six concubines, it's negotiable! '"

"Your concubines? '"

Fang Xi glanced at Han Pang Zi with disdain, but secretly admired him at the same time.

Some people, even in an apocalypse, can live quite comfortably.

"My concubines are all as beautiful as flowers and jade. . . Especially Little Peach Red, she was once a renowned beauty and courtesan queen in Black Stone City back in the day! I only need a thousand jin of grain from you, this deal isn't a loss. ' Han Pang Zi, seeing Fang Xi seemed interested, quickly introduced."

"Old Han. '"

Fang Xi's voice turned calm and serious: "'No need for jokes, let's make a trade. . . Do you want to get out? '"

"Get out? Get out of this demonic domain? ' Han Pang Zi's eyes narrowed, squeezed into mere slits by the surrounding fat."

But from within the slits, a dangerous glint emerged: "'You can get out? It's not that swindler Linghu Yang's channel, is it? What do you want? '"

"Don't worry, I'm not Linghu Yang. ' Fang Xi secretly admired Han Pang Zi's well-informedness."

Linghu Yang was a swindler; that was something he only learned after soul-bewitching him.

Even if one underwent demonic seed implantation like him and transformed into half a demon, the probability of getting out of the city was still only fifty-fifty!

"I only need one thing from you, and I'll take you out! ' Fang Xi's gaze also sharpened: "'It is. . . Taisui! '"

"How bold of you, to dare ask for Old Han's lifeblood! '"

Han Pang Zi roared in fury, and the entire meat mountain exploded outwards with a rumble!

Boom!

A terrifying surge of blood-qi shot up into the sky.

The entire meat mountain moved, transforming into a punch like Mount Tai pressing down, and smashed down with a crash!