Chapter 407: Realm Descent (Requesting Subscription)
Chapter 407: Realm Descent (Requesting Subscription)
"The matter of Realm Descent?"
Fang Xi was slightly startled. "I've heard tell of it. . . The myriad worlds are vastly distant, and even Divine Transformation cultivators find it hard to traverse the boundless void. But if a 'Realm Descent' occurs, and two worlds overlap, it becomes relatively easy to travel between them, even forming direct world passages. . . At that time, even mortals can pass through."
"Fellow Daoist possesses vast knowledge, this old man is truly impressed."
Lingfeng Zhenjun nodded, then divulged a secret: "The Seven Fiends Hall of the Jiang Kingdom invaded without cause; this old man had been searching for the reason, and only recently found a clue. . . It turns out that within the Jiang Kingdom, several regions have already manifested 'void manifestations,' presaging that our side of the Human World is about to converge with another world. . . From the void fluctuations we've measured, that is also a powerful world. When war breaks out, lives will be devastated, and even we Nascent Soul cultivators dare not claim ten-tenths certainty of survival!"
"It is for this reason that the Seven Fiends Hall intends to occupy the Yuan Kingdom, which has no 'void manifestations,' to use as their rear base. . . Though Fellow Daoist's place here is good, if our Hunyuan Sect is annihilated, the Seven Fiends Hall may not stop there. . ."
Lingfeng Zhenjun was eloquent, intending for Fang Xi to understand that he and the Hunyuan Sect shared a 'lips and teeth' relationship—that they were interdependent.
Yet, he didn't know that Fang Xi simply didn't buy into that argument.
Between him and the Hunyuan Sect, there was still the public case of his previous manhunt.
'Even if a Realm Descent war breaks out, what of it? At worst, I'll first repair the ancient teleportation array and flee far away. . . '
'Hmm? No. . . during a Realm Descent, there might not be just one void passage. Perhaps the East Sea, Western Desert, Northern Plains, and other regions will face even greater pressure. . . But that doesn't matter either. At worst, I can go hide in the Red Sun Realm or the new world. . . '
With such a fallback, Fang Xi was naturally fearless. He chuckled coldly, "If the Seven Fiends Hall dares to come then, this True Monarch will simply deal with them!"
If the Seven Fiends Hall could even produce a few Nascent Soul cultivators, that would be remarkable. When the time comes, they'll just be sending materials and spirit treasures my way.
Seeing Fang Xi's attitude, Lingfeng Zhenjun couldn't help but be astonished.
One must remember, this Dragon Fish Island Master was merely a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator.
Why, upon hearing that he might face Nascent Soul cultivators from the Seven Fiends Hall, could he remain so calm and unbothered?
"Since Fellow Daoist has already redeemed the people, this True Monarch shall not see you off."
Having extracted the intelligence he desired, Fang Xi's expression immediately turned cold. "Just remember, Fellow Daoist, after you return, properly restrain your Hunyuan Sect disciples. Do not rashly intrude into the Three Kingdoms region, or it would be unfortunate if any misunderstanding were to arise."
"Hmph!"
Lingfeng Zhenjun let out a cold snort, conjured a gust of fierce wind, and whisked Wei Changsheng and the other two away, swiftly vanishing into the horizon.
"Young Master. . ."
Zhong Hong Yu, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but show a worried expression on her face.
That was a Nascent Soul old monster!
Such cultivators were prone to unpredictable moods, yet possessed divine abilities to move mountains and fill seas. Was it truly wise to offend him like that?
"No matter. Don't think about that person any further. We'll return and continue to sing and dance, drink and make merry. . ."
Fang Xi let out a hearty laugh, wrapping his arm around Zhong Hong Yu's slender waist, which immediately earned him an eye-roll from her.
...
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Above the nine heavens, the astral winds raged fiercely.
A small, white jade-like boat was swiftly cutting through the air.
"Grand Elder. . ."
Wei Changsheng and the other two had their restraints removed, and after each casting a cleansing spell, they stepped forward to bow.
"Enough. . . This old man is aware of the signal talismans you sent earlier and the subsequent reports from the disciples. This time, it was not a crime of war. . ."
"Serving the sect, we'd gladly face ten thousand deaths without regret," Wei Changsheng bowed and said.
"Grand Elder, you must uphold justice for Senior Brother Changsheng. . . He was forcibly soul-searched by that Dragon Fish old monster, and his soul suffered great damage. . ."
The junior sister, an early-stage Core Formation cultivator, cried out.
"Alas. . ."
Lingfeng Zhenjun shook his head and sighed, while Wei Changsheng began to scold: "Whatever the sect decides to do, the Grand Elder has his own judgment!"
"These are troubled times. . . As for Changsheng, this old man will examine your soul injuries later to see if there's any remedy. . ."
Though Lingfeng Zhenjun said this, he had little confidence regarding such soul injuries. "As for that Dragon Fish Island Master. . . this person is solitary and arrogant, unwilling to join forces with our Hunyuan Sect. In the future, he'll surely suffer the consequences. At this time, it is not advisable to make another powerful enemy. . . The most important thing now is to counter the Seven Fiends Hall's offensive. . . In recent years, the Seven Fiends Hall has strongly considered relocating their foundation to the Yuan Kingdom, hehe. . . That old monster Gu, inviting the wolf into the house, must be regretting it bitterly now, I suppose?"
The three, including Senior Brother Tie, dared not interject into the grudges and affections between these Nascent Soul old monsters; they could only listen with bitter smiles and lowered heads.
...
"Lips and teeth relationship, is it?"
Emerald Island.
Late at night.
Fang Xi donned his clothes, gazing at the Demonic Tree, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his lips.
The Hunyuan Sect and he were not in a truly interdependent relationship; they were merely a shield absorbing calamities at the front! Even if the other party were annihilated, he would not feel the slightest worry.
Even if the Seven Fiends Hall possessed strength beyond imagination, Fang Xi could still pack up his Demonic Tree and flee overnight.
Hence, he was fundamentally fearless.
He strolled leisurely, arriving beneath the Demonic Tree, and reached out to stroke its rough bark.
The Longevity Art quietly circulated, but the results made Fang Xi sigh.
"The damage caused by previously activating the 'Indestructible Wood Spirit Body' has long since been repaired, and my life essence has been continuously growing. . ."
"On a fourth-order spirit vein, this sub-strain demonic tree has indeed grown sturdier, but. . . the most crucial 'Eternal Evergreen Body' still shows no progress whatsoever!"
"It seems, then, that it's not just a matter of the spirit vein; the demonic tree's grade isn't sufficient either?"
Fang Xi touched his storage ring, thinking of the Progenitor Demonic Tree seed he treasured.
To condense the 'Eternal Evergreen Body,' he could only rely on this spiritual seed.
However, if he were to rashly plant the tree now, he might have to make several long trips in the future, and switching back and forth would be too troublesome. Moreover, Fang Xi still held a glimmer of hope for this sub-strain demonic tree.
"The ancient teleportation array is one trip. . . the Yuan Kingdom side, that's another trip. Then for the new world, there's no need to be polite, just let the Second Primordial Spirit handle it. . . But while my current strength surpasses my Second Primordial Spirit's, it's still not entirely safe. "...
After the Hunyuan Sect and he settled their affairs peacefully, the Three Kingdoms cultivation world once again enjoyed a period of peace.
This was also what Fang Xi had hoped for.
Essentially, he always brought peace to the regions where he cultivated.
With a True Monarch like him suppressing it, and after establishing the Three Kingdoms Alliance to maintain order, it was said that mutual conflicts between sects had greatly reduced, and even bandit cultivators were suppressed to the point of not daring to show their faces.
Inside the Evergreen Palace.
"Realm Descent. . . I still need to find someone to inquire about it, and while I'm at it, search for 'Void Nether Crystal'. . ."
Before the puppet platform, Fang Xi assembled a puppet he had on hand, lost in thought.
'No matter how amicable Lingfeng Zhenjun appears on the surface, I actually have grievances with the Hunyuan Sect. Any channels introduced by this person cannot be trusted. . . '
'My Nascent Soul network. . . it seems only that Jiang Kingdom rogue cultivator Huang Yungong remains? I'll find him next time to inquire. '
Though he seemed distracted, his movements were not slow in the least; he had already assembled most of the puppet.
By this point, its general outline was clear: a black spider puppet, approximately ten feet long, each of its legs like a sharp blade, gleaming with cold light.
"A peak second-order puppet. . ."
After inserting a few mid-grade spirit stones, Fang Xi sent out a wisp of his divine sense.
Buzz! Buzz!
The black spider puppet's eyes immediately glowed red, and its eight spider legs moved alternately, picking up speed quickly.
In the herb garden outside the Evergreen Palace.
Zheng Shan was currently mixing spirit spring water when she suddenly saw a spider puppet rush out from the hall, startling her.
"How have you been these past few days? Are you still adjusting?"
With a flicker of green, Fang Xi stepped out and casually asked.
"Thank you for your concern, True Monarch. This junior is doing well."
Zheng Shan quickly bowed in salute and replied.
"Hmm, this is a puppet refined by this True Monarch. Although it's only second-order, its offensive and defensive capabilities should be comparable to a Foundation Establishment Perfected cultivator."
Fang Xi looked at Zheng Shan, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Go, give it a try!"
"This. . . yes!"
Zheng Shan initially wanted to refuse, but with a True Monarch giving direct orders, she had no way to decline and could only respectfully comply.
The two, along with the puppet, casually found an open space.
"You make the first move!"
Fang Xi glanced at Zheng Shan, saying calmly.
"This. . . forgive me for the offense."
Zheng Shan slapped her storage bag, and a superior-grade spirit artifact flew out: a flying sword.
This flying sword was forged from coral iron, considered decent among ordinary spirit artifacts. With a flash, like a rainbow, a ball of fire erupted from its blade.
The fireball rapidly expanded from fist-size to washbasin-size, striking the puppet before the sword light did.
Screech! Screech!
The puppet emitted a grating screech, two of its spider legs blocking in front, forming a cross-guard defense.
Patterns continuously flickered with light, and then a black light shield emerged.
Boom!
The fireball struck the light shield, instantly exploding, and countless waves of heat surged in all directions.
Hiss!
Zheng Shan pointed at her flying sword, and the red flying sword traced an eerie arc in mid-air, appearing behind the spider puppet and stabbing towards its massive abdomen.
Clang!
On the spider puppet's abdomen, a burst of light flickered, seemingly forming a ghostly face.
Its tail mechanism opened, and a cluster of emerald-green needles shot out, heavily striking the flying sword and emitting crisp metallic clashes.
Zheng Shan's face paled. Just as she was about to recall her flying sword, her hairs suddenly stood on end.
Whoosh!
A black shadow had already arrived behind her, and several flashes of blade light chopped down onto her protective spirit shield.
Puff! Puff!
After four or five consecutive slashes, Zheng Shan's protective spirit shield shattered with a crash. Gazing at the spider puppet before her, which had raised two of its blade-like legs, her face was filled with despair. . .
"Good, that's enough for now."
The next instant, the spider puppet stopped, causing Zheng Shan to feel a momentary daze before she let out a long sigh of relief.
Fang Xi flicked a spell-seal, and the spider puppet instantly shrank to palm-size, easily held in his hand. "This puppet's attack power is comparable to a Foundation Establishment Perfected cultivator, and its defense isn't bad either. . . it's just a bit slow in movement. If you pay attention to your movement techniques during combat, you shouldn't be defeated so easily. . ."
"Thank you for your guidance, True Monarch," Zheng Shan quickly thanked him. She then saw a palm-sized spider fly over and instinctively reached out to take it. A voice sounded in her ear: "This puppet is of no use to me, so I'll bestow it upon you."
"This. . . many thanks for your generous gift, True Monarch."
Just as Zheng Shan was about to express her thanks, she realized that Fang Xi had already vanished. . .
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