Chapter 493: Myriad Poisons (Please Subscribe)
“Jade Zhenjun, Black Heaven Zhenjun? ”
Black Sand Zhenjun fell into deep thought.
Jade Zhenjun was one thing, but Black Heaven Zhenjun was a grand cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage, and an Elder Supreme of the Black Dragon Sect—an absolute peak figure in the Western Desert Cultivation World.
Rashly involving such a figure would have too great an impact!
“Fellow Daoist, do you have any evidence? ”
Black Sand Zhenjun pondered for a long time before finally asking.
“None. . . ”
Fang Xi chuckled, “I've delivered the message. Whether or not you inform Heavenly Guardian City is up to you, Fellow Daoist. . . ”
Matters of the Western Desert should be left to these local cultivators to decide.
With that thought, Fang Xi cupped his hands, immediately controlling his escape light to depart into the distance.
Black Sand Zhenjun watched the direction Fang Xi left, his eyes deep, eventually turning into a wry smile.
Back then, when he first met this 'Wood Zhenjun', they set a three-move pact, and he had the clear upper hand, moving with ease.
However, at their second meeting, also a three-move pact, he found himself at a disadvantage in less than two moves, forced to cruelly eliminate his sect's Core Formation cultivators.
And this time, though the opponent's aura was still early Nascent Soul, it gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.
Black Sand Zhenjun dared not keep the other party, even feeling that if they were to fight, he might face the calamity of death and Dao annihilation in less than one or two moves!
“Forget it. Such matters are better left to grand cultivators like Golden Light Chan Master to fret over. . . ”
Black Sand Zhenjun thought with some vexation, then gracefully returned to his sect, preparing to directly report this intelligence up the chain. . .
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Two years later.
The Western Six Domains, near the Myriad Poisons Gate.
“Damn it. . . who are you, and why do you trouble this Venerable One? ”
Myriad Poisons Zhenjun, clad in green robes and possessing an ugly countenance, hissed as he stared at the figure wearing a bamboo hat in front of him.
“Myriad Poisons Zhenjun, your nature is cruel, you indulge your disciples in poisoning the innocent, and in the past, to refine the ‘Myriad Poisons Demonic Flame’, you committed boundless slaughter. . . ”
Fang Xi, with hands clasped behind his back, declared, “This Venerable One is Tian Kui. I have come specifically to take your life, to eliminate demons and defend the Dao! ”
“Hmph, it’s just the law of the jungle! You so-called righteous sects still need to find an excuse. This Venerable One’s Myriad Poisons Gate was originally a demonic sect. What does it matter if a few people die from the poisons we cultivate? ”
Myriad Poisons Demon Lord sneered, and a ball of emerald green flame appeared on his right hand.
The flame was pure green, with what looked like black lines running through it, emitting a strangely fragrant scent.
Within dozens of miles below, all flora and fauna withered completely, and all living creatures were instantly poisoned to death!
“As expected of the Myriad Poisons Demonic Flame. . . Myriad Poisons Zhenjun, you’ve been famous for nearly a millennium. I fear your lifespan isn’t much longer, is it? ”
Fang Xi suddenly asked thoughtfully, his Divine Consciousness extending for hundreds of miles, revealing no other cultivators, not even a single living creature nearby.
Myriad Poisons Demon Lord's poisonous flame had indeed achieved a ‘clearance’ effect.
“So what? That you can stand unscathed before this poisonous flame means you specifically targeted this Venerable One, having taken a high-grade antidote elixir beforehand. . . ”
Myriad Poisons Demon Lord said with a grim expression.
“No matter. . . this Venerable One truly respects the elderly and cherishes the young. Since your time is short, why cling to the mortal world? Why not just embark on your journey now? ”
Fang Xi smiled faintly. His ‘Evergreen Immortal Body’ naturally feared no strange poisons. At this moment, a phantom image of a demonic tree appeared above the Life and Death Seal in his hand.
In the void, the Withered Glory Mystic Light gently swept.
Myriad Poisons Demon Lord’s eyes instantly glazed over, his Nascent Soul within him falling into the Five Declines of Heavenly Beings, while his physical body plummeted towards the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Roar!
As he fell, the out-of-control Myriad Poisons Demonic Flame erupted fiercely, threatening to incinerate his corpse completely.
Fang Xi cast a spell, and a white jade toad flew out, opening its large mouth to swallow the ‘Myriad Poisons Demonic Flame’. A streak of green light then shot forth, severing the corpse’s head.
At this moment, four conspicuous bumps were visible on the back of the Five-Flame Gu.
Two of them were fiery red, one grayish-white, and another was slowly being dyed a dark green.
“Bone-Melting Blood Flame, Red Lotus Demonic Flame, Profound Corpse Flame, Myriad Poisons Demonic Flame. . . the Five-Flame Gu can still store one more demonic flame. ”
Fang Xi sighed softly.
He had been quite busy and exhausted during this period.
First, in the Southern Domain, he went to the Heavenly Corpse Mountain Range again, slayed a fourth-tier Corpse King, and seized its Natal Corpse Flame.
Then he rushed to the Western Six Domains to participate in Pill Cauldron Child’s alchemy convention, blending in to exchange experiences with a group of alchemy masters, feeling that his own alchemy skills had greatly improved.
After that, he sought out those notorious demonic flame cultivators, requesting them to hand over their demonic flames. . . usually they were unwilling, so he resorted to forceful means.
Today, he used the Withered Glory Mystic Light, firstly because Myriad Poisons Demon Lord didn’t have much lifespan left, so the consumption wasn’t great, and secondly because of the previous painful lesson.
‘Demonic Nascent Soul old monsters are fierce and vicious, and even more ruthless to themselves. That previous Demon Lord actually managed to use a secret art to annihilate his demonic flame, cultivated for hundreds of years, just before death, leaving me with nothing. . . ’
‘Fortunately, I’ve gathered almost enough now. ’
Fang Xi exhaled a long breath, “Next, my target is the Saint Fire Cult’s Three Yang Demonic Flame, then? ”
Of course, he wouldn’t be so insane as to plot against such a sect’s foundational sacred flame.
However, he recently got wind of information: the Saint Fire Cult’s Three Yang Demonic Flame regularly produced a type of ‘sub-flame’.
Although its power was inferior to the main sacred flame, it was still quite formidable among the demonic flames of Nascent Soul cultivators.
Many of the Saint Fire Cult’s secret arts and cultivation methods required this sub-flame to be used effectively.
Although this sub-flame was also quite rare, generally only the Saint Fire Cult’s Nascent Soul old monsters or outstanding Core Formation disciples were qualified to be granted it, but it wasn’t entirely hopeless.
“This matter still requires careful planning. . . I should first find a good place to cultivate. ”
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Three Immortals Mountain.
This mountain range was shaped like a pen holder, with three peaks, each possessing unique scenery, hence its name.
The Three Immortals Mountain’s spirit vein reached the mid-grade fourth tier. Legend had it that several millennia ago, three rogue Nascent Soul cultivators became close friends here and together established the lineage of the ‘Three Immortals Sect’.
Time had passed, but the tale of the Three Immortals’ sworn brotherhood was still widely discussed among many cultivators.
However, by today, although the Three Immortals Sect’s heritage endured, it only had one Nascent Soul cultivator, named ‘Yunzhu Zhenjun’.
On this day.
Fang Xi controlled his azure escape light, arriving outside Three Immortals Mountain. Gazing at the mist-shrouded mountain-protecting formation, he couldn't help but smile, sending out a sound transmission talisman.
“May I ask who you are, esteemed guest? ”
Not long after, the mist dispersed, revealing a passage. Two Foundation Establishment disciples, controlling their spirit artifacts, flew out and respectfully asked Fang Xi.
“This one is Tian Kui. . . I wish to see Yunzhu Zhenjun. ”
Fang Xi smiled faintly, slowly releasing his Nascent Soul stage magical power, causing cold sweat to appear on the foreheads of the two Foundation Establishment cultivators: “So it is a Zhenjun who has arrived! Please wait a moment, we shall immediately go invite our Old Ancestor. . . ”
As for opening the formation and inviting the distinguished guest in for tea?
They didn't have the audacity to invite a Nascent Soul cultivator, whose allegiance was unknown, into their mountain-protecting grand formation.
Not long after, another white light flew out, revealing an early Nascent Soul cultivator within it.
He was clad in white cloud Daoist robes, short and thin, his face dry and full of wrinkles, looking like an unremarkable old man from next door. At this moment, his eyes gazed at Fang Xi: “Yunzhuzi greets Fellow Daoist. . . Is Fellow Daoist Tian Kui from the South? ”
“Precisely. . . ”
Fang Xi chuckled, throwing out a wooden box: “This one has a request, and has specially brought a gift for Fellow Daoist. ”
“Oh? ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun waved out a wisp of cloud-like magical power, steadily receiving the box. After carefully inspecting it and finding no issues, he slightly opened a crack.
A bloody stench immediately wafted out.
Yunzhu Zhenjun’s expression subtly changed, then he fully opened the wooden box, only to see a head. He cried out in alarm: “Myriad Poisons Old Demon? It’s actually this person’s head. . . ”
“I heard that Fellow Daoist seemed to have a grudge with this demon. I specifically offer this demon’s head. What does Fellow Daoist think? ”
Fang Xi said unhurriedly.
“Many thanks, Fellow Daoist. . . This old demon indeed has a blood feud with this one. ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun closed the lid, smiling wryly: “May I know what Fellow Daoist seeks? If it only involves this old man, I will do my best to fulfill it. But if it concerns the sect’s lineage, then please disregard it. . . ”
“It’s just a small matter. This one is a rogue cultivator and wishes to borrow your esteemed land for a period of cultivation. ”
Fang Xi replied with a faint smile.
He had already made inquiries in the Western Six Domains; there weren’t many spirit vein oases in the Western Desert, and high-grade ones were already occupied by Nascent Soul sects and families.
The oasis where the Myriad Poisons Gate was originally located was good, but unfortunately, its spirit vein was only low-grade fourth tier.
However, Three Immortals Mountain boasted a mid-grade fourth-tier spirit vein!
Fang Xi chose the Three Immortals Sect, naturally, also because he was taking advantage of the fact that Yunzhu Zhenjun was merely at the early Nascent Soul stage, couldn’t even deal with Myriad Poisons Old Demon, and his strength was indeed average. . .
Furthermore, he had also secretly inquired.
While the disciples of the Myriad Poisons Gate acted arrogantly and domineeringly, the Three Immortals Sect’s rules were quite strict, barely counting as within the righteous path.
“Borrowing a place for secluded cultivation? ”
Even Yunzhu Zhenjun, old and shrewd, was almost startled by this request.
It wasn’t that Fang Xi’s demand was too high; it was too low.
“Just this? Fellow Daoist doesn’t have any powerful enemies, does he? ” he couldn’t help but ask.
“Haha, please rest assured, Fellow Daoist. I’ve always been amicable with others and have no enemies. Even if enemies were to come calling, I would immediately leave and not implicate your esteemed sect. ”
Fang Xi’s lips curved into a slight smile. He indeed wasn’t lying; he had very few enemies, just a single Purple Thunder Qilin comparable to a grand cultivator. . .
“Since that is the case, this old man agrees. Our sect’s ‘Green Void Peak’ can be at Fellow Daoist’s disposal for cultivation for fifty years—no, a hundred years! ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun had clearly considered the issue of being usurped by an outsider, thus setting a time limit.
“Agreed! ”
Fang Xi smiled faintly and descended into Three Immortals Mountain alongside Yunzhu Zhenjun.
Sometimes, when one’s strength reaches a certain level, many matters become this simple.
Three Immortals Mountain was shaped like a pen holder, with the central peak being ‘Green Cauldron Mountain’, and to its left and right, ‘Green River Peak’ and ‘Green Void Peak’. . . One could say Yunzhu Zhenjun immediately gave away a third of his territory, perhaps terrified by the corpse of Myriad Poisons Old Demon.
Following that, Fang Xi accompanied Yunzhu Zhenjun to the largest peak, Green Cauldron Mountain, watching as the Zhenjun summoned the Three Immortals Sect’s high-level Core Formation cultivators to recognize him, a Nascent Soul Zhenjun. In their discussions, he instructed the Three Immortals Sect disciples to treat Tian Kui Zhenjun with the same respect as an Elder Supreme. . .
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