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Chapter 45: The Eight Great Demon Kings (Seeking Collections)

Chapter 45: The Eight Great Demon Kings (Seeking Collections)

Da Liang world.

Three Yuan City.

After confirming that Situ Qing Qing was indeed watching Chen Ping, Fang Xi waited for a while longer. Once his artifact was refined, he finally sealed the cellar with a protective talisman and once again crossed over to the Da Liang world.

Standing by the roadside, Fang Xi observed the passing merchants and travelers.

Strangely, these people walked by without the slightest awareness, even when Fang Xi put his face right in front of a young woman; she didn't utter a single curse of "lecher."

The culprit behind all this was naturally the leather armor Fang Xi wore.

According to Fang Xi's requirements, the artifact refiner at the Hundred Refinements Workshop had forged this low-grade artifact, the Camouflage Robe, in just a few days!

Upon this magic robe, several small arrays were inscribed: one for dust-repelling, one for staying warm in winter and cool in summer, and it could even slightly adjust its tightness according to the wearer, ensuring comfortable wear.

As Master Gu had said when he delivered it, as long as one channeled spiritual power into it and didn't actively reveal oneself, mortals would absolutely be unable to detect the hidden wearer.

He had confirmed this point with the laborers working in the Hundred Refinements Workshop's backyard.

These mortal laborers, if placed in the mundane world, would each be peerless masters with astonishing divine strength, yet not a single one detected Fang Xi while he activated the artifact's effect.

Of course, to Master Gu, this artifact was utterly a chimera.

Because it lacked one final high-tier array—the spirit-concealing array!

Therefore, if there was even a first-level Qi Refinement cultivator nearby who activated small spell arts like the Heaven's Eye or Spirit Eye, they would inevitably discover him.

The other party even had a bit of an obsessive-compulsive tendency, indicating a willingness to upgrade the artifact further, perfecting it, and even offering a discount.

But Fang Xi directly declined.

After all, that chameleon demon was only a low-grade first-order, so using the precious spirit-concealing array on it wouldn't be worth it.

More importantly. . . this array was far more expensive than any dust-repelling or water-repelling one!

Fang Xi's current Spirit Stones were limited, and he couldn't afford such expenditures.

The large sum of Spirit Stones saved in this aspect was entirely converted by Fang Xi into Blood-Qi Pills and other elixirs useful for body cultivators, preparing for a significant improvement in Da Liang.

After previous demonstration, the method of first improving martial arts and then striving for cultivation resources was indeed feasible.

"If my martial dao can be comparable to the third level of Body Cultivation, then there will be almost no danger for me in the Green Bamboo Mountain market. . ."

Fang Xi strolled leisurely in his Camouflage Robe, all the way to the city gates.

The soldiers who questioned and collected taxes were like blind men, offering no obstruction whatsoever, allowing him to enter Three Yuan City.

Fang Xi found a hidden spot, stopped channeling spiritual power into his Camouflage Robe, and deactivated the disguise effect.

Moreover, his clothes automatically changed color, turning into a green scholar's robe, making him appear like an ordinary scholar as he walked onto the official road, wide enough for eight carriages to travel abreast.

"I wonder how the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall and Han Pang Zi and the others are doing. . . But with nearly two months passed, they should have settled down in Three Yuan City by now, right?"

Fang Xi walked, stopping and going, until he halted before a colossal pavilion.

This pavilion was built squarely and was immensely tall, practically overshadowing the nearby government office in grandeur.

And on each side of the pavilion, there was a public notice board, with some striking red marks on them.

"The Eight Great Demon Kings of Ding Province!"

"Demon Hunting List!"

"List of Rare Treasures!"

"Hidden Dragon Fledgling Phoenix List!"

Fang Xi identified each one, then directly bypassed the "Hidden Dragon Fledgling Phoenix List," which ranked young martial artists and changed the most rapidly, and looked at the demon beast lists, starting with the top "Eight Great Demon Kings."

"Old Dragon Pond Flood Dragon. . . the head of Ding Province's Eight Great Demon Kings, once annihilated an army of a thousand, killed thirteen True Force Martial Masters. . . If a brave warrior can slay the Flood Dragon, the reward is one hundred thousand taels of gold, an appointment as a Captain by the imperial court, a grand residence in Ding Province, and ten Scarlet Blood Ganoderma. . ."

"Gale Gorge Great Peng King. . . one of Ding Province's Eight Great Demon Kings, flies without a trace, . . . reward. . ."

"Cloud-Connecting Mountain Old One-Eye. . . a wolf demon, one of Ding Province's Eight Great Demon Kings, cunning by nature. . ."

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"Great Demon Brown Bear, appeared near Da Qing Village three months ago, injured seventeen people, killed five. . . reward three thousand taels of silver. . ."

Demons (Demons) and fiends (demons) are different; demons can be killed.

Therefore, Ding Province only ranked demon beasts, not fiends!

The so-called "Eight Great Demon Kings" were demon beasts that had continuously ravaged Ding Province but had been left unpunished, and their bounties were extremely generous.

According to Fang Xi's understanding, a Demon King's strength was roughly equivalent to a late-stage or even perfected Qi Refinement cultivator.

While a Great Demon had strength roughly equivalent to a mid-stage Qi Refinement cultivator.

The snake demon and chameleon he encountered before were at most minor demons, but these Great Peng Kings and Flood Dragons. . . if they were human martial artists, they would be True Vigor Martial Saints who could be respectfully called "Grandmasters"! Perhaps even harder to deal with.

"The Eight Great Demon Kings of Ding Province are chronic problems that ordinary people can't solve. . . For me, these are simply piles of treasures."

Fang Xi gazed at the list of the Eight Great Demon Kings, his eyes subtly moving.

Of course, he also knew his own limits; these Demon Kings, even without cultivation techniques, were not opponents he could easily handle.

However, after his strength improved, that might not be the case. . .

"Old Dragon Pond Flood Dragon? Is there such a thing as a first-order Flood Dragon? A pure-blooded Flood Dragon species should be at least a second-order demon beast. . . equivalent to a great cultivator of Foundation Establishment. This is probably just a snake species that awakened a trace of dragon blood? Even so. . . it's still worth an immense amount of Spirit Stones. . ."

Fang Xi looked at the descriptions of the Eight Great Demon Kings, seemingly seeing mountains of Spirit Stones!

Unfortunately, with his current strength, he could at most seek trouble with Great Demons.

"No. . . there's no hurry to find Great Demons. Three Yuan City controls most of Ding Province's manpower and resources, so there must be more detailed intelligence here. I can also further advance my Primal Chaos True Art before making further plans. . ."

"Perhaps. . . in such a large provincial city, there might even be other Grandmaster martial arts!"

As he mused, a sudden commotion arose in the street.

"Here comes the street-cleansing Huang!"

"Everyone run!"

Fang Xi looked and saw that someone was brazenly riding a horse through the street, terrifying a crowd of vendors and pedestrians who couldn't dodge in time, leaving them in disarray.

The radiant girl on horseback not only didn't rein in, but instead laughed heartily.

"Who is that?"

He casually grabbed a person next to him and asked.

The person initially tried to pull away but found the hand gripping him to be like an iron vice, so he replied, "That's Young Miss Huang Ximei of the Huang family!"

"The Huang family, one of Three Yuan City's influential families?"

Fang Xi understood.

It seemed that no matter where, there were always people who ran rampant relying on their family background.

"Forget it, forget it, can't afford to provoke, simply can't afford to provoke!"

He waited until that Young Miss Huang had brazenly paraded through the market before avoiding the silently cursing vendors who were tidying their stalls, and then he entered the Demon Hunting Tower.

The first and second floors of the Demon Hunting Tower were actually a vast inn.

Many martial artists liked to rest there and obtain the latest demon beast intelligence.

Fang Xi sat down, and a waiter immediately came over to serve tea.

"Honored guest, are you a martial artist? Would you like a copy of our establishment's latest and most comprehensive lists?"

The waiter asked with a smile.

"Oh? Tell me, what's the difference between this and the lists hung outside? " Fang Xi grew interested, casually flicking a piece of broken silver over.

The waiter's eyes immediately lit up: "Honored guest, you might not know, but the lists sold in our establishment are much more detailed. . . especially regarding the gains and losses from past demon beast subjugation efforts, all are meticulously recorded."

"Sounds good, bring me a copy, the most complete one."

Fang Xi was never short on gold or silver, so he smiled upon hearing this.

"Alright!"

The waiter had just happily agreed and turned to leave when he suddenly let out a scream.

Crack!

A horsewhip that coiled around him from behind directly knocked the waiter over, revealing a radiant girl in a goose-yellow outfit behind him.

"Huang Ximei? " Fang Xi frowned slightly, wondering why this young miss was bothering him.

"Indeed, a handsome face!"

Huang Ximei glanced at Fang Xi, nodding with satisfaction: "And he has a heroic aura about him, much better than those sissies. . . This young lady fancies you."

". . . " Fang Xi was instantly speechless, touching his cheek.

His appearance, after slight adjustment with his cultivation technique, was already uglier than his usual self, yet how could he still attract so much attention?

'However. . . if I could infiltrate the Huang mansion this way, it might not be a bad idea? '

A thought suddenly flashed through Fang Xi's mind, and he asked, "Young Miss, what is the meaning of this?"

"Haha! " Huang Ximei laughed wildly: "This young lady wants to take you home to be my eighty-second male concubine!"

"Cough, cough!"

Fang Xi coughed twice, as if choked.

Then, he looked at Huang Ximei, a hint of regret in his eyes.

Although Fang Xi enjoyed tasting tea, he couldn't bring himself to appreciate this sort of person: "What if I refuse?"

"If you refuse. . ."

Huang Ximei leaned in, her breath like orchids: "Then I'll use force, seize your parents, friends, wife, and children. . . and make you watch how I torture them. . . Haha. . . isn't that a great idea?"

"This woman. . . is a lunatic! " Gazing at the delicate face opposite him, Fang Xi made his judgment in his heart, his tone becoming grim: "Aren't you afraid. . . of provoking someone you cannot afford to provoke?"

"Hehe. . . it's precisely the novelty that makes it exciting! As for someone I can't afford to provoke? I am Young Miss Huang Ximei of the Huang family, my uncle is a Captain in the Ding Province Army. In all of Ding Province, there's no one this young lady can't provoke. . . " Huang Ximei's expression was dazed, gazing at Fang Xi's face: "Such a handsome appearance, if I were to slash it a few times, the sight would surely be exquisitely beautiful. . ."

"Oh dear, oh dear. . . that Young Miss Huang is going to snatch another handsome man. " Not far away, a group of people watched the scene, all with expressions of watching a show.

"This Young Miss Huang isn't bad-looking, it wouldn't be a loss to be carried off by her. . . " A young man immediately mused.

"Heh, don't be silly. . . this Young Miss Huang is famously mentally ill, she loves to torment and then brutally murder her male concubines! " The young man's martial artist elder immediately tugged his ear.

Just as everyone thought Young Miss Huang was about to mercilessly destroy a flower once more today.

Pfft!

"Hmph. . . hmph. . ."

Huang Ximei's expression was blank, her gaze dropping to Fang Xi's hand.

Fang Xi's hand was fair, slender. . . and even seemed to possess a certain demonic quality.

At this moment, two fingers of that hand were plunged into her throat!

"So fragile. . . " Fang Xi withdrew his fingers, looking at the girl collapsed on the ground, and said coldly, "Do you understand what it means when a common man is enraged, blood stains five paces?"