Chapter 411: Possession Art
Chapter 411: Possession Art
Not far from Fang Xi, a black-robed figure wearing a bamboo hat passed by. An aura of chilling malevolence emanated from them, making people shy away, not daring to approach.
Many cultivators entering a Cultivation City would often adopt a slight disguise.
But under Fang Xi’s spirit eyes, the person's true appearance was completely revealed.
A head full of silver hair, a long three-strand beard. . . It was none other than Qingyang Shangren of the Taixu Sect!
"Qingyang Shangren? Last time, that Heaven-grade spiritual root sword seed came to the Profound Ice Palace to trouble me, and this person had a part in it, even plotting against me. . ."
"He escaped last time, but now he dares to appear before me. . . This is truly the will of heaven."
"However, this person was originally from the Taixu Sect. Has he returned to his homeland? The Tianmeng should have collapsed by now, perhaps he even received sect punishment?"
Fang Xi's heart stirred.
Beside him, Yan Yan was somewhat curious as to why Fang Xi had suddenly hesitated at the entrance.
"This Venerable suddenly recalled some matters; you need not attend to me."
Fang Xi waved his hand, dismissing the girl, then walked into a corner.
When he reappeared, he had transformed into a black-clothed youth with Foundation Establishment cultivation, following Qingyang Shangren unhurriedly.
...
Qingyang Shangren left the Cultivation City and was flying on his artifact when a sudden wave of sorrow welled up in his heart: "This old man has shamed the sect!"
The previous scheme in the Yuan Kingdom had completely failed.
Not only that, but they had also lost a Nascent Soul seed!
The moment he learned of his junior brother's death, Qingyang Shangren felt like he should die to atone for his failure to the sect—those sent to preside over important matters in the Yuan Kingdom were invariably loyal individuals cultivated by the sect from a young age!
The Taixu Sect faced difficulties in the Jiang Kingdom; in truth, they only had that single Heaven-grade spiritual root Nascent Soul seed.
Now, with its loss in the Yuan Kingdom, Qingyang Shangren suffered greatly upon his return, and only recently, when the sect was in need of manpower, was he released again.
He now bore a heavy responsibility, needing to trade a secret art of great use to the sect with a certain Core Formation cultivator.
'No. . . with my current state of mind, why am I suddenly so sentimental? '
Qingyang Shangren was, after all, a Core Formation cultivator. He quickly noticed something was amiss and chanted a 'Clear Mind Incantation. ' An inkstone artifact flew out, emitting black, dense ink that enveloped his entire body.
At that moment, he realized that the surrounding environment had abruptly changed without him knowing when.
The sky was a hazy gray, and six massive black holes rotated slowly, exuding a profound and unfathomable aura.
His connection to the outside world was even cut off; he could no longer draw a single wisp of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy!
"This is. . . a Nascent Soul Domain? !"
Upon seeing this, Qingyang Shangren's face filled with despair.
A black light flashed, and Fang Xi, still in his 'Yun Jizi' guise, appeared with his hands behind his back: "Fellow Daoist Qingyang, long time no see. . ."
"It's you! You are actually a Nascent Soul cultivator? !"
Qingyang Shangren's face was filled with despair, vaguely sensing that he had brought an enormous calamity upon his sect.
But it was already too late.
Fang Xi stretched out his right hand, splaying his five fingers. A limb from his Yama Heavenly Emperor Dharma Idol descended, its colossal palm covering the sky and sun, aiming directly for Qingyang Shangren!
...
A moment later.
The Yama Domain dispersed, revealing Fang Xi in his black robe.
With a flick of his hand, a flame emerged, reducing Qingyang Shangren to ashes, and a cyan storage bag fell into his hand.
Through the soul-search, Fang Xi gained a considerable amount.
This Qingyang Shangren seemed to have no hope for his Dao path, thus he focused his efforts on studying various immortal arts, such as talisman crafting, gaining some renown within the Taixu Sect.
After he broke through the divine consciousness restriction, he could piece together a quasi-fourth-order talisman inheritance.
This was also the most valuable item in his sea of consciousness.
"This person's current outing had a mission: to meet a Hunyuan Sect cultivator and exchange a talisman inheritance for a secret art. . ."
Fang Xi stroked his chin, lost in thought: "The Taixu Sect secretly discovered a 'Gui Water Yin Jade Mine. ' This ore is quite precious and can serve as a relatively common raw material for artifacts. . . but this spiritual vein is entangled with a Netherworld Earth Vein, and most of the 'Gui Water Yin Jade' has been contaminated by ghost qi. . . greatly diminishing its value."
"The Taixu Sect investigated thoroughly and discovered that the Hunyuan Sect possesses a 'Five Elements Rotation' secret art, which is extremely effective in removing netherworld and ghost qi. They have already negotiated with the Hunyuan Sect and are preparing for both sides to send people to conduct the trade. . ."
"There are indeed many wondrous secret arts in the cultivation world. I didn't even know such a secret art existed, capable of dissolving the qi from a Netherworld Earth Vein. . . If I can comprehend it and incorporate it as a restriction into a formation, it could make Emerald Cliff as stable as a mountain, and I wouldn't have to worry about anything happening after I leave. . ."
Fang Xi stroked his chin.
He had left with the Demonic Tree, but Emerald Cliff still had Zhong Hong Yu and a host of other subordinates, who were relying on the 'Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Demon Sealing Formation' he had previously set up to suppress the Netherworld Earth Vein, and still had to laboriously input magical power daily.
If the Netherworld Earth Vein were to erupt accidentally, Emerald Cliff would revert to its previous ghostly state.
But if this secret art, once comprehended, were to be integrated as a restriction into the demon-sealing formation, the likelihood of it being broken would significantly decrease, greatly enhancing its safety!
"This business is worth doing. . ."
Fang Xi opened Qingyang Shangren's storage bag and took out a concentric butterfly jade pendant.
This jade pendant was split into two, allowing the two holders to sense each other's general location within a thousand li.
It was the token for this transaction!
He held the concentric butterfly jade pendant, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. Suddenly, his flesh squirmed, and after a flash of black light, he transformed into the image of Qingyang Shangren.
The Yama Heavenly Emperor Dao was a superior divine ability to the 'Blood Skin Art,' naturally encompassing the essence of that technique.
When Fang Xi now employed this transformation art, it was highly unlikely that even a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator of the same realm could see through it.
'Why would Lingfeng Zhenjun be so idle. . . The one coming for the trade will most likely be a Core Formation cultivator. Even if he came personally, what could he do to 'Yun Jizi'? '
'Even if the Taixu Sect discovers something amiss, they might not be able to contact the other side in a short time. '
'As for whether to trade or directly seize it when the time comes, that will depend on the situation. . . '
...
Two days later.
Falling Phoenix Mountain.
Although this mountain was named Falling Phoenix, it was merely a mortal mountain range, devoid of any spiritual energy.
The mountaintop was also barren, with no vegetation.
A flash of escape light, and a middle-aged man in a cyan robe landed on the summit.
His face bore three scars, like wounds left by a beast attack, and his aura was exceptionally powerful, having reached the Core Formation realm.
Generally speaking, cultivators of this level could remove scars by casting spells or consuming pills, yet he hadn't, clearly doing so intentionally.
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator had a wary expression and took out another concentric butterfly jade pendant, carefully observing the two light points on it.
When he saw one light point rapidly approaching, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
Whoosh!
Amidst flashing light, a Core Formation escape light descended from mid-air—it was 'Qingyang Shangren'!
"Fellow Daoist Qingyang, you're late."
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator spoke, sounding somewhat displeased.
"Haha, I was delayed a bit in the Cultivation City earlier, please forgive me, Fellow Daoist."
Fang Xi clasped his fists in greeting, performing the etiquette perfectly.
In truth, he had arrived near Falling Phoenix Mountain much earlier, but had hidden himself to observe for any traps.
Only when he saw there was truly no one did he have his Horned Dragon carry the concentric butterfly jade pendant over from a distance, pretending to have just arrived.
"Thankfully, it didn't delay the appointed time. Shall we begin the transaction now?"
He suggested with a smile.
"Wait, before that, let's verify. " The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator seemed to have a rather rigid personality and stated.
"Naturally. . ."
Fang Xi paused, then smiled broadly and took out half of the concentric butterfly jade from his bosom, letting it slowly float into mid-air.
Seeing this, the middle-aged Core Formation cultivator also sent his jade pendant flying.
The two jade pendants merged in mid-air, fitting together seamlessly.
"How is it?"
Fang Xi asked with a smile.
"The token is correct, we can begin."
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator took out a jade slip and placed it against his forehead.
Such secret art transactions were naturally recorded by them, with divine consciousness restrictions within their sea of consciousness, making it difficult to acquire even through soul-searching.
Fang Xi also took out a blank jade slip and did the same.
After the copying was complete, the middle-aged Core Formation cultivator said: "Let us both make our move together and slowly exchange the jade slips. . ."
"Agreed!"
Fang Xi raised a hand, and the jade slip slowly flew towards the middle-aged Core Formation cultivator.
The other party's lips moved, and a ball of earthy yellow light enveloped the jade slip, also slowly flying towards Fang Xi.
Fang Xi gently took it, and saw a secret art for dissolving the qi from a Netherworld Earth Vein using 'Five Elements Rotation. ' From his experienced perspective, it seemed to be mostly correct.
"Good, it is indeed an Ancient Jade Talisman Art. . ."
The middle-aged cultivator's Divine Consciousness entered the jade slip, and he looked quite satisfied.
"In that case, let us take our leave here!"
Fang Xi clasped his fists, turning to slip away.
What kind of argument would ensue between the Taixu Sect and the Hunyuan Sect afterward was no longer his concern.
It was even highly possible that the two sects, which previously had a decent relationship, would turn hostile because of this. . .
As he thought of this outcome, Fang Xi couldn't help but feel a dark pleasure.
"Go safely."
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator clasped his fists, his figure shooting backward, and he even affixed a defensive talisman to himself, clearly being exceptionally cautious, guarding against Fang Xi's sudden attack.
Both sides fled in opposite directions, appearing to be at peace.
The transaction thus successfully concluded.
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator flew out a hundred li, then suddenly halted his escape light, arriving before a temporarily opened cave dwelling. He bowed respectfully: "Grand Elder!"
"Enter!"
From within the cave dwelling, Lingfeng Zhenjun's voice emerged.
The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator entered the cave, saw Lingfeng Zhenjun sitting cross-legged on a jade cloud bed, and respectfully saluted: "The transaction with the Taixu Sect is complete; the talisman inheritance is here."
Saying this, he offered the jade slip.
Lingfeng Zhenjun took it, swept it with his Divine Consciousness, and couldn't help but smile in satisfaction: "From now on, the sect's treasury will have another layer of foundation. . . You handled this matter well, and you are mature and steady. Come with me to the 'Tian Du Mojun' meeting."
"Many thanks for your guidance, Ancestor. " The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator was overjoyed, then worried: "The Blood Fiend Hall is pressing us hard; isn't it too reckless for us to venture into the Jiang Kingdom?"
"Now is indeed a good opportunity; this old man has news. . . " At this, a smile flashed across Lingfeng Zhenjun's face: "The Lishang Demon Palace, in order to lead the cultivation forces of Jiang and Yuan and other countries to resist the great disaster of the Realm Descent, intends to issue a 'Ceasefire Order. ' Our Hunyuan Sect has delayed until now and finally sees the dawn! As long as we formally join the alliance, the Seven Kills Demon Lord will not dare to act against us anymore!"
"That's right. . ."
A smile also appeared on the middle-aged Core Formation cultivator's face, but it was somewhat eerie, transforming into a deep male voice: "Therefore, this sovereign must deal with you before the grand assembly!"
"Seven Kills Demon Lord? ! Possession Art? !"
Lingfeng Zhenjun's face changed drastically in shock, as he saw the middle-aged Core Formation cultivator's face become ferocious, and his Golden Core suddenly detonated. . .
This afternoon was hot and stuffy, my mind was a mess. Chapter 408's missing release has been fixed, so I'm specifically adding an extra chapter to show my apology.
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