Chapter 510: Yellow Springs (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Chapter 510: Yellow Springs (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
In the sky, dense fire-attribute spiritual energy gathered, condensing into streaks of crimson fire-element power, like swathes of red clouds, flying towards the direction of the Valley God Mystic Realm.
“Drawing forth the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. . . A Soul Transformation cultivator has arrived. ”
Witnessing this, Fang Xi couldn't help but sigh.
Soul Transformation cultivators could draw forth the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, causing large-scale celestial phenomena.
It seemed that the anomaly at the Valley God Mystic Realm had finally caught the attention of a Soul Transformation cultivator.
“This is good too. Someone always has to clean up a mess. . . But drawing forth the fire-element power of heaven and earth? It seems to be a Soul Transformation Venerable who primarily cultivates fire-attribute techniques. . . The probability of them belonging to the Saint Fire Cult is even higher. This sect truly has Soul Transformation cultivators holding down the fort. Can't provoke them, absolutely can't provoke them. . . Time to skedaddle. ”
Just as Fang Xi was making his hasty retreat.
Outside the Valley God Mystic Realm.
The enormous Saint Fire Cult spirit ship had crashed into the sand dunes, with only half its hull exposed and still burning fiercely.
“Valley God! ”
“Valley God! ”
Saint Fire Cult disciples, clad in white robes with flame patterns on their backs, shouted fanatically, their bodies sprouting demonic scales, sharp claws, and feathers. . .
They had all been demonized!
Moreover, after being demonized, the cultivators not only saw their magical power and divine abilities surge, but they also became completely ruthless, killing anyone on sight, bringing immense chaos to the Saint Fire Cult.
A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Saint Fire Cult, currently holding a crimson wooden staff, stood blocking the mystic realm entrance, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.
From within a yellowish-brown pillar of earth, a greenish face emerged, constantly calling out the name ‘Valley God’.
Around the colossal face, countless dark-green demonic auras coiled like flood dragons, trying to burst out from within the mystic realm, only to be sealed by this Grand Cultivator's restrictions.
Even so, the pressure on him was immense. Occasionally, a wisp of demonic aura would seep out, demonizing Saint Fire Cult disciples who then frantically attacked the surrounding cultivators. . .
“Heavenly Capital Blazing Fire Array, activate! ”
On the ground, the remaining Saint Fire Cult disciples, holding crimson banners, set up a grand array, working with the Grand Cultivator to jointly seal the mystic realm entrance.
Many cultivators inwardly cursed the rogue cultivators who had entered the mystic realm, convinced that their ignorant fearlessness had released a Soul Transformation Demon Venerable!
“The Valley God is immortal, it is the Profound Womb! ”
The colossal human face let out a roar.
An invisible ripple spread out.
The Heavenly Capital Blazing Fire Array trembled violently, and then countless flames disintegrated, causing many disciples to cough up blood.
The Grand Cultivator was even more horrified to discover a crack had appeared on his wooden staff, he knew not when!
“Alas. . . This generation of disciples is truly lacking. ”
An ancient sigh echoed, and countless crimson rays of light surged from all directions, transforming into streaks of fire-element divine light, completely sealing the mystic realm entrance.
The Grand Cultivator of the Saint Fire Cult breathed a sigh of relief, then saw an ordinary-looking elderly man step through the air, and a look of joy appeared on his face: “Huo Laozu. . . You’ve finally arrived! ”
“This Valley God Mystic Realm originally sealed a mid-stage Soul Transformation demon venerable, named ‘Valley God’. . . ”
Huo Laozu said, shaking his head: “This Valley God Demon Venerable, I don't know what kind of demonic beast it is, but its lifespan is extremely long, and it awakened the innate divine ability of ‘Immortal Body’, making it difficult to truly kill. Thus, it was sealed here by ancient cultivators. . . ”
“Then what should be done? ”
The Grand Cultivator of the Saint Fire Cult no longer exhibited his previous arrogance and domineering manner. Before Huo Laozu, he was as respectful as a novice disciple who had just stepped into the cultivation world.
“Hehe. . . How could you possibly comprehend the methods of ancient cultivators? This Valley God Mystic Realm holds a hidden cosmos within, capable of continuously extracting the essence of the Valley God Demon Venerable, evolving various strange Gu worms. . . This act is like dull knife carving meat, secretly grinding away its Nascent Soul with formations. After thousands, even tens of thousands of years, this demon’s sanity has already dwindled, and its cultivation has dropped to around the early Soul Transformation stage. . . Coupled with the suppression of the Human World, any early-stage Soul Transformation human cultivator, by paying some price, can slay it. . . ”
Huo Laozu said unhurriedly.
“So that’s how it is. . . Today, Ancestor, you will surely display your mighty power and slay this demon. ” The Grand Cultivator of the Saint Fire Cult said joyfully, only to immediately receive a flick on his forehead.
“This old ancestor has little lifespan left. Every time I act, there’s a spiritual energy backlash. How can I waste my essence here? ”
Huo Laozu said, stroking his beard and glaring, then threw out a scroll: “This has a five-stage formation. Go back and gather your formation masters, and also inform the various great sects to send people and resources to set up this ‘Heaven Severing Array’ outside the mystic realm. It can at least seal this Valley God Demon Venerable for another thousand years! ”
The Grand Cultivator of the Saint Fire Cult paused, then couldn't help but ask: “And after a thousand years? ”
“That will be your generation’s problem. ” Huo Laozu glared: “Maybe in a few hundred more years, the Demon Venerable will simply reach the end of its lifespan! ”
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Three Immortals Mountain.
Fang Xi controlled his streak of light, feeling a touch of excitement upon seeing the three mountain peaks, which resembled a pen stand, once again.
He let out a long whistle, and a token appeared in his hand.
The Three Immortals Sect’s mountain-protecting grand array opened directly, allowing him to land on Qingxu Peak.
“This trip has been quite fruitful. I can prepare to refine the Divine Infant Sword and my External Avatar now. ”
A trace of satisfaction appeared on Fang Xi’s face. Upon returning to his cave abode, the first thing, naturally, was to get some good rest.
Although there were no intimate maidservants here, fine wine and delicious food were plentiful, serving as a temporary diversion.
Three months later.Fang Xi was drinking under a peach blossom tree when his eyebrow suddenly twitched: “This person has actually come to my door personally? ”
He casually grabbed a formation flag, waved it lightly, and the formation opened a passage, allowing a streak of light to fly in, landing before him. It was none other than Yunzhu Zhenjun!
At this moment, the other party appeared even more aged, clearly one step closer to his great limit.
“Yunzhu Daoist friend. ”
Fang Xi nodded in greeting, then took another swig of spiritual wine.
“Daoist friend is enjoying such leisure. This old man must brazenly ask for a cup of simple wine. ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.
“No need to be so polite, Daoist friend. This wine is my self-brewed ‘Green Bamboo Wine’. It’s only third-tier and holds no special effects for cultivators like us. ”
Fang Xi casually handed over a wine gourd.
The Green Bamboo Wine recipe was originally his own creation back then, only first-tier, or rather, unranked.
Later, it was improved by Ruan Xing Ling, elevating it to the second-tier.
Ever since Fang Xi became the Emerald Island Master, he had instructed some of his subordinates to research brewing methods, finally upgrading the Green Bamboo Wine to the third-tier. He then brewed a batch, stored it in a storage ring, and would occasionally take it out to drink.
“Tsk tsk. . . ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun pulled open the gourd stopper and took a swig of Green Bamboo Wine, letting out two sounds of appreciation: “This wine. . . possesses a unique bitter taste. Is there some story behind it? ”
“Not really,” Fang Xi replied with a faint smile, “it’s just a wine I created myself, to remember the hardships I faced when my cultivation was low. Hence, it carries a hint of bitterness. . . ”
Fang Xi conversed casually with Yunzhu Zhenjun for a bit, then subtly guided the conversation towards the recent major events in the cultivation world.
Yunzhu Zhenjun, unsuspecting, readily spoke of the Valley God Mystic Realm: “. . . This Valley God Mystic Realm actually sealed a Soul Transformation Demon Venerable. Transformed great demons have lifespans far exceeding us cultivators, and a demon venerable’s lifespan is simply unfathomable. It truly makes one envious. . . ”
Only when one grows old does one truly understand the preciousness of lifespan.
Fang Xi, however, seemed to ponder: “Then, what happened next with the mystic realm? ”
“I heard that when the Valley God Mystic Realm opened this time, quite a few high-tier cultivators indeed perished. . . Later, it was the Saint Fire Cult’s Soul Transformation ancestor who intervened, barely managing to re-seal that Soul Transformation Demon Venerable. They also requested that we send people and resources to set up a grand array outside the mystic realm. ”
This was all public information, which Yunzhu Zhenjun naturally recounted. The intelligence gathering capability of a Nascent Soul sect was clearly superior to Fang Xi’s individual efforts.
Yunzhu Zhenjun took another sip of Green Bamboo Wine and sighed: “Rumor has it that even Nascent Soul cultivators perished within the Valley God Mystic Realm this time. Even Jin Guang Chanshi of Heavenly Guardian City suffered considerable injuries, his Dharma body ultimately destroyed, with only his Nascent Soul escaping. . . ”
“That Grand Cultivator? ”
Fang Xi was genuinely surprised, as he had never met Jin Guang Chanshi and was unaware that the latter had also entered the Valley God Mystic Realm.
“Indeed. Grand Cultivators are all pillars of stability for their regions. Now that Jin Guang Chanshi’s Dharma body is damaged, he must enter seclusion to recover, and it just so happens that the Realm Descent passage is stabilizing. It’s highly probable that the situation in Heavenly Guardian City will change. . . ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun murmured.
‘No, there will definitely be changes, especially since I killed that spy, Bi Yu Zhenjun. . . He was also from the Five Elements Lin Clan and even possessed the Numinous Treasure ‘Soul Suppressing Pagoda’. That Violet Lightning Qilin must be going crazy! ’
Fang Xi grumbled inwardly, then continued to chat about everything under the sun with Yunzhu Zhenjun.
This True Monarch, old and refined, possessed knowledge of many secrets in the Western Desert, which truly broadened Fang Xi’s horizons.
It was only at the very end that Yunzhu Zhenjun, with a smiling face, got to the main point: “I heard Daoist friend has been collecting powerful demonic flames. This trip to Shaoyang City, I wonder if everything went smoothly? ”
“It was alright. . . ”
Fang Xi answered frankly.
“In that case, I wonder if Daoist friend still requires demonic flames? ” Yunzhu Zhenjun actually seemed a little apprehensive.
“Well. . . naturally, I do. ” For the Demonic Fire Nascent Soul Great Art, the more demonic flames, the better. Fang Xi held an attitude of ‘the more, the merrier’ regarding this.
“That’s good then. This old man recently ordered his disciples to venture into the Yellow Spring Crevice. After much hardship, they finally collected a wisp of flame essence. Daoist friend, please take a look. . . ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun smiled as he waved his hand, and a peculiar bone basin appeared.
This bone basin seemed to be crafted from the skull of a demonic beast, entirely bone-white, yet inside, a cluster of bright yellow flames burned.
Although these flames were intensely hot, they also carried an eerie, chilling aura, inexplicably sending shivers down one's spine.
“Yellow Spring Ghost Fire? ! ”
Fang Xi’s eyes narrowed slightly as he called out the name of this flame.
“This flame, then, I shall bestow upon Daoist friend. ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun pushed the fire basin towards Fang Xi, his attitude genuinely sincere.
“Such a flame would entice even Daoist friends who cultivate fire-attribute techniques. To simply give it to me, it’s a bit too much. . . ”
Fang Xi pondered for a moment, then shook his head, saying: “I have several Numinous Treasures here, as well as pills that greatly benefit Nascent Soul cultivation. . . ”
Yunzhu Zhenjun, however, slowly shook his head, then bowed solemnly: “Please, Daoist friend, accept it. . . ”
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