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Chapter 58: The Grandmaster Society (Congratulations to the Alliance Master of Pixiaoyuan School Scholar! )

Chapter 58: The Grandmaster Society (Congratulations to the Alliance Master of Pixiaoyuan School Scholar! )

Spring passed and autumn arrived.

In the blink of an eye, another year had passed.

Fang Xi drank a cup of wine, silently celebrating his nineteenth birthday.

'South Barrens. . . I wonder how it is? '

He had randomly chosen a place to cross over to initially, so theoretically, crossing back shouldn't pose much danger.

But Fang Xi still decided to wait until he became a Grandmaster before returning to check.

After all, cultivators' concept of time was different from that of ordinary people.

A war could potentially last for decades, even centuries.

Martial arts cultivation had reached the level of a Fourth-Step Martial Master; next was 'Divine Integration with Heaven and Earth,' which emphasized sudden enlightenment and, ironically, had no requirements for external environment or resources.

However, what Fang Xi feared was precisely this lack of requirements!

Otherwise, he might very well be able to directly break through with spirit pills and miraculous medicines!

"It's not that there's no way. . . Rumor has it that at Green Bamboo Mountain's auction, a 'Spirit Awakening Pill' was once put up for bid, which could temporarily increase a cultivator's comprehension. . . It ultimately fetched a high price of several hundred spirit stones."

"If I had one, perhaps it could accelerate my comprehension of 'Heaven-Man Unity'?"

"Alas, even if I had spirit stones, I might not be able to buy it."

Fang Xi sighed, then tidied up a wolf hide on the table.

This was a wolf hide he had acquired for a hefty sum in Three Yuan City! A demon wolf's hide!

Besides the wolf hide, there was also a wolf tooth necklace, which he had received as an extra and pocketed.

These items. . . they were all spirit stones for the South Barrens in the future!

It was just a pity that with the identity of Fang Leng, collecting a small amount of demon beast materials could be passed off as a personal hobby, but buying them in large quantities would be too conspicuous.

What's more, the largest channel for demon beast materials in Three Yuan City was still the Demon Hunting Guild!

'Sooner or later, everything will belong to the Fang clan! '

'No rush for now. '

Fang Xi put away the demon wolf hide and went to the training ground.

Sun Hongdie had long since been discouraged by him and gone home to marry; at this moment, there were only a handful of people in the training ground, all students he had taken on later.

"Master!"

Qingsang, who had been promoted to Eldest Senior Brother, had started practicing martial arts again thanks to an abundance of food. In the past year, he had shot up in height and already looked somewhat like a miniature adult.

Especially after he had subdued the beggars on an entire street, he had reclaimed the territory of that street from the original beggar gang and gathered many smaller beggars. Not only did they beg regularly, but they also monopolized businesses like collecting and selling vegetables, and emptying night soil. While it couldn't be said that they made a fortune daily, they were far above the average commoner class, and now he was renting a house near the martial hall.

"Hmm. . . already at Blood-Qi Transformation? Not bad, not bad!"

Fang Xi glanced at him and knew that Qingsang's martial arts realm had broken through again.

"This is all thanks to Master's daily guidance!"

Qingsang smiled humbly: "I'm far from comparable to A'Dai. . . He condensed True Force a month ago. For this year's Martial Alliance's selection of the Eight Prodigies, I think Junior Brother is very likely to be chosen. If so, Master's martial hall will become famous in one stroke."

The Martial Alliance was indeed a martial hall alliance. As for the 'New Talent Selection,' Fang Xi had never cared for it.

However, what surprised him somewhat was that among the new talents this time, there was actually one, Zhang Ming Ding from the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall!

As a beggar child back then, he was adopted by Zhang Jun Ming, and now that he had achieved so much, Zhang Jun Ming's spirit in heaven must also feel comforted.

"Oh right. . . where's A'Dai?"

Fang Xi scanned the area, didn't see A'Dai, and asked with some curiosity.

"Someone is causing trouble at the street corner. Junior Brother A'Dai has a righteous and courageous nature, so he's already gone to handle it," Qingsang calmly replied. "It's the Black Tiger Gang bullying merchants and demanding more monthly fees. . ."

"So that's how it is."

Fang Xi understood.

In the past two years, the gang forces in Three Yuan City had actually been very chaotic, undergoing several major reshuffles.

And the reason for it, surprisingly, was partly his fault!

Because the Huang Family had fallen!

As one of the Four Great Clans, the Huang Family rapidly declined after its strongest expert was beaten to death by Fang Xi and its ancestral home was turned upside down.

Within a few months, it was even discovered that their entire clan had been annihilated, with not a single survivor!

The remaining three great clans and other forces silently divided up the benefits that the Huang Family had originally held.

After the colossal Huang Family fell, those at the top naturally took the lion's share, while the small fry below fiercely fought over scraps.

This caused a certain degree of chaos, and gang vendettas were particularly fierce during that period, though it had little to do with ordinary people.

Not long after, a youth in green robes walked in from outside the martial hall.

He still had unremarkable features, dull eyes, and a rather simple, foolish appearance.

"Senior Brother Qingmu!"

"Hello, Senior Brother Qingmu!"

But the martial hall apprentices dared not be negligent and bowed one after another.

Ah, A'Dai's formal name was Qingmu, a name given by Fang Xi, and then A'Dai adopted Qingsang's surname.

But Qingsang and Fang Xi still preferred to call him A'Dai.

"Master, Big Brother. . . it's settled."

Qingmu came before Fang Xi, first bowed, then spoke to Qingsang.

He was now at the Martial Hall Master realm; in other cities, he could even open a martial hall to swindle people, no, to establish his own sect.

Fang Xi stepped forward and felt Qingmu's arm: "Your blood-qi accumulation is incredibly fast. . . even the True Force realm can't hold you back, excellent, excellent. . ."

He nodded repeatedly, greatly pleased.

After all, that 'Primordial Chaos Divine Intention Chart' was something he had casually drawn, but Qingmu was actually able to break through to True Force with it, which meant his path was correct!

If the other party could continue along the path of the 'Primordial Chaos True Art' all the way to condensing True Vigor, then it would prove that this 'Primordial Chaos True Art' had a solid foundation with no significant flaws.

"It's a pity. . . this master is also merely at the True Force realm. . . but how about this, come over tonight, this master has some insights and experiences he wishes to discuss with you."

Fang Xi currently publicly claimed to be a Martial Hall Master also at the True Force realm.

After all, even within the Martial Alliance, those who could break through to become True Vigor Martial Masters were extremely rare.

Naturally, Fang Xi wouldn't seek such attention.

"Master saying this, does it mean our 'Primordial Chaos True Art' has the potential to advance to Martial Master?"

Qingsang's eyes lit up, and he quickly pressed down on Qingmu's head: "Quick, thank Master!"

After all, that was a Martial Master!

Although Three Yuan City was the provincial capital of Dingzhou, the major powers had always strictly blockaded high-level martial arts and secret techniques.

Martial Masters were truly the upper echelon.

Therefore, how precious was a cultivation method that could potentially be cultivated to the Martial Master realm? At least Qingsang couldn't even imagine it.

"Oh, thank you, Master."

Compared to Qingsang, Qingmu remained simple-minded and foolish, only remembering to thank after his head was pressed down.

...

Yuan He Mountain.

Thunder Peak.

Linghu Shan was half-reclining on a lounge chair, a massive copper hotpot before him.

Charcoal carved into various beast shapes burst with flames, happily licking the bottom of the pot, making the milky-white soup within boil.

On the surrounding porcelain plates, beef, mutton, and various vegetables were piled high.

Next to it was also an ice-sculpted crystal basin, filled with various iced fruits, very pleasing to the eye, and simultaneously whetting one's appetite.

"Linghu Shan!"

Fang Xi walked over and casually tossed a huge yellow-skinned gourd.

"Hmm?"

Linghu Shan took it, pulled open the gourd stopper, and gulped down a large mouthful with a gurgle. Only then did he sigh contentedly: "Good wine. . ."

Fang Xi sat before the hotpot, picked up his chopsticks to add meat, while mumbling: "I keep feeling like you're trying to trick me? That 'Red Dust Refining Heart' for Grandmasters, I feel it has no effect whatsoever. . ."

"Haha, little friend is too impatient, it's only been a few years. . . This Spirit Monkey Wine is good, bring more next time!"

Linghu Shan drank large gulps of wine and ate big chunks of meat, his mouth full of food and drink, speaking in a muffled voice: "Even if little friend is exceptionally talented, breaking through to Grandmaster still requires waiting for an opportunity. . . In fact, if little friend breaks through within ten years, I'm afraid his martial arts talent would rank first in Dingzhou within a century, and even those old fellows from the 'Grandmaster Society' would be startled."

"Grandmaster Society? What kind of organization is that? " Fang Xi grew interested.

Chatting with Linghu Shan always allowed him to learn some insider information, which was one of the reasons he sought Linghu Shan out from time to time.

"The Grandmaster Society, ah. . . That's a mysterious organization spread throughout Da Liang. The requirement to join is to be a True Vigor Martial Grandmaster. It's said to be for exploring realms beyond Martial Grandmaster. . . " Linghu Shan fell into a certain mood.

"Beyond Martial Grandmaster? !"

Fang Xi's heart stirred: "So, have they found it?"

"Unfortunately, no, Grandmaster is the limit for martial artists. " Linghu Shan shook his head regretfully.

"That's truly a pity."

Fang Xi felt a slight regret.

He had originally thought that this world might have body cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, but he hadn't expected that True Vigor Martial Grandmaster was already the limit!

"The Grandmaster Society is an organization formed by a group of unwilling people. They believe that beyond Martial Grandmaster, there must be other realms, so they began researching demons. . . Especially the immortality and cursed power characteristics of demons were regarded as new hope, leading to many horrific experiments, but none had any further results. . . " Linghu Shan sighed.

"Researching. . . demons? " Fang Xi suddenly sneered: "Speaking of horrific, your Yuan He Mountain's 'Seed Demon into Body' technique isn't far behind. Or rather. . . did you obtain this secret art from the Grandmaster Society?"

"Haha, the Grandmaster Society is just a loose organization. This old man did indeed join it in his youth, in a personal capacity."

Linghu Shan did not deny it.

"Looking at it this way. . . when I become a Grandmaster in the future, I'll also go take a look at the Grandmaster Society."

Fang Xi made up his mind.

After eating and drinking his fill, he stood up: "Linghu Shan, let's fight a round!"

Even though he was only a Fourth-Step Martial Master now, by sparring with a Martial Grandmaster, he might be able to gain some insight into the workings of True Vigor and take the first step towards transforming True Force into True Vigor!

"Still want to fight?"

Linghu Shan glared, then lay back down directly: "No fighting, no fighting. . . That light barrier secret art you use for protection is too shameless. You're only allowed to hit me, but I'm not allowed to hit you, it's no fun at all. . ."

To be honest, he was indeed quite curious about this Ghost-Feared Fang Leng's secret art.

Unfortunately, the other party simply kept it tightly concealed, not giving him a chance to observe.

'Could it be some secret art that imitates demons? '

Linghu Shan had some conjectures in his heart, and immediately changed the subject: "Actually, whether it's wandering through the mundane world or taking the path of life-and-death struggle to break through, the most crucial point is to recognize your own heart. This is the starting point for a Grandmaster!"

"The Heart of a Grandmaster? My heart? " Fang Xi was startled.