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Chapter 587: Qingfeng (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 587: Qingfeng (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)

A long while later, Fang Xi put down the "Nameless Log," lost in thought.

The Ink Gate Organ City was indeed a mobile cultivation city, just as he had previously surmised.

However, according to the contents of Li Rulin's travelogue, he once conversed with a cultivator within the Organ City who claimed to be from beyond the Sunset Plains.

This left Fang Xi slightly astonished by the Organ City's range of movement.

In addition, the shops within the Organ City were fully stocked with goods, did not refuse transactions with mortals, and even occasionally tested spiritual roots and selected disciples. . .

For Fang Xi, the arrival of the Ink Gate Organ City three months later was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity to make contact with the native cultivators of the Earthly Immortal World.

More than two months later.

A contingent departed from Feiri City, their destination being the capital of Dingguo—Licheng!

For it, a mere Feiri City was simply not substantial enough.

Dingguo was more fitting, and it was said that for this transaction, even neighboring countries had dispatched special envoy caravans.

Fang Xi rode a greenish donkey, blending in with the Li family's contingent, appearing utterly unremarkable among the crowd.

However, Li Guangjin, the Li family's guard, dared not underestimate this Instructor Fang.

To be able to persuade the family head, this guest elder must possess extraordinary abilities.

Thus, he also wished to show goodwill and closeness.

During their daily travels, he would occasionally come by Fang Xi's side to chat for a bit.

Fang Xi was also quite courteous to this Xiantian master of Martial Arts Foundation Establishment, and the two chatted and laughed.

Before long, Li Guangjin was thoroughly impressed by Fang Xi's profound knowledge.

"So that's how it is. . . The 'Fallen Demon Lake' truly formed from the demise of a great demon, creating a lake over a hundred thousand li wide?"

Li Guangjin's eyes widened.

"This comes from 'The Travelogue of Xiaoguangzi. ' That senior was also a Martial Arts Grandmaster back then, so there shouldn't be any mistake. . ."

Fang Xi smiled faintly, "Furthermore, legend has it that this Xiaoguangzi was once a prince, but unable to inherit the throne, he roamed the world freely, finding joy in recording all sorts of strange tales and anecdotes. . ."

"So he was a prince; he must have heard many secrets. It seems to be true then."

Li Guangjin firmly believed this.

After all, the imperial families of various countries were protected by cultivators, and not just ordinary ones either; at least one or two Nascent Soul ancestors were present!

For instance, in Dingguo, there was once a monarch who advanced to the Immortal Dao through martial arts and even cultivated to the Nascent Soul realm, only then gracefully abdicating to establish a new monarch.

And it was rumored that there were several such Nascent Soul ancestors within the Dingguo imperial family!

This was the greatest asset that allowed the Dingguo imperial family to suppress all the martial arts families.

"A Martial Arts Grandmaster would normally be sufficient to succeed as Crown Prince, but unfortunately, the Crown Prince at that time was a Core Formation cultivator of the Immortal Dao. . ."

Fang Xi shook his head with a sigh, then chatted a bit more about the famous martial arts families in Dingguo.

Combining what he had seen and heard along the way, his heart was filled with a slight sigh:

'With an environment anywhere in the Earthly Immortal World comparable to first-order spiritual energy. . . cultivation here is easier, and martial arts progress swiftly. Even ordinary cultivation methods are not difficult. . . Yet, although most ordinary commoners possess one or two martial skills, they only remain at the Post-natal stage, and those who can enter the Xiantian realm are one in ten thousand. . . '

'As for those who can reach the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, they are one in a million li. . . Even the Li family's old ancestor is only at the Xiantian peak; it's likely he won't be able to condense a Martial Arts Grandmaster in this lifetime, let alone obtain a great opportunity to advance to the Immortal Dao through martial arts. . . '

Even though martial arts cultivation requires fewer resources, it still requires resources!

And breaking through major realms is equally difficult.

As for the ultimate step of "advancing to the Immortal Dao through martial arts," it requires rare elixirs like the Martial Cultivation Pill or assistance from rare heavenly treasures, making it even harder.

In Dingguo, the last master who "advanced to the Immortal Dao through martial arts" was already a legend from a century ago.

"Be on guard!"

Suddenly, a voice full of vigilance came from the caravan ahead!

Li Guangjin gave Fang Xi an apologetic smile, his figure like a fleeting shadow as he leaped onto a carriage, his voice booming like a great bell: "Li family disciples, form the array!"

He pulled out a small flag stuck on the carriage, injecting his Xiantian internal energy into it.

Upon the flag, patterns emerged, transforming into a massive character 'Li'.

This seemingly ordinary small flag was, astonishingly, also a 'martial artifact'.

Within the caravan, flags of families such as Zhang and Zhao, and even the Divine Will Sect's flag, lit up, each transforming into a pillar of light that soared into the sky, forming a hazy white mist that enveloped the entire caravan.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi nodded inwardly: "Forming an array while moving. . . This array is even of third-order, superior-grade. It's truly not bad. . ."

With such defensive power, even an attack from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator could be withstood for a long time, while also protecting mortals.

He secretly released his Divine Consciousness and saw a streak of green escape light flying from a dozen li ahead, overflowing with Core Formation-level spiritual energy fluctuations.

This was not a Martial Arts Grandmaster, but a true Core Formation cultivator!

The newcomer, clad in a white robe and wearing a golden crown, appeared refined and elegant. He stopped in front of the caravan and bowed first: "I am Wei Qingfeng. May I ask who is in charge here?"

Many guards dispersed, and a burly man in a purple robe with a coiled beard stepped forward. He was powerfully built, with a majestic gait, and his aura was imposing. He did not seem to fear this Core Formation cultivator much, merely cupping his hands in return: "I am Zhang Longhu, the city lord of Feiri City. May I ask who you are?"

Zhang Longhu himself had already cultivated to the Martial Arts Grandmaster realm, even reaching the late-stage True Dan level.

As long as he cultivated to True Dan Consummation, he would have the possibility of consuming a Martial Cultivation Pill and transitioning to the Immortal Dao.

Moreover, he was a city lord personally appointed by the monarch of Dingguo, backed by Dingguo, and his influence was equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul sect!

Although he was currently traveling, he had already set up a martial artifact array capable of matching a Core Formation Perfected cultivator, naturally leaving him fearless!

"So it is City Lord Zhang!"

Wei Qingfeng smiled, "I am an elder of the nearby 'Sword Cleansing Sect,' and this is my identity token. . ."

He tossed out a pink token, marked with flower petals and a short sword, surrounded by a circle of seal script characters.

Zhang Longhu took it and his expression immediately softened somewhat.

The Sword Cleansing Sect was also a righteous sect within Dingguo, and its reputation had always been good. He had verified the token, and it was indeed genuine.

"May I ask what Elder Wei has to impart?"

Zhang Longhu asked, neither humble nor arrogant.

Wei Qingfeng smiled very kindly, speaking as if among peers: "Are you all heading to the Organ City? I happen to intend to as well. How about we travel together? These days, with goods from all directions gathered, quite a few robber cultivators have been drawn here."

Upon mentioning robber cultivators, Zhang Longhu's expression changed, and he forced a smile: "We are all small-time merchants; few robber cultivators would likely take an interest in some low-tier spirit items among mortals. Instead, they might lose a few teeth. . . Robber cultivators are also people; they wouldn't do something that harms others without benefiting themselves. As for traveling together? Let's just forget it. . ."

Offering unasked-for courtesy suggests either ill intent or theft!

When traveling, this great City Lord Zhang was still extremely cautious.

"Since that's the case, then let's drop the matter. . ."

Wei Qingfeng had an excellent temperament; he didn't get angry when rejected, merely smiled as he cupped his fist and transformed into an escape light, departing into the distance.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Longhu let out a long breath, feeling a hint of regret in his heart.

"It's nothing. Continue the journey!"

Accompanying his command, the caravan slowly continued its advance.

...

Night fell.

Nine full moons hung suspended in the night sky.

Fang Xi held a wine gourd in his hand, admiring the rare moonlight.

'After years of settling, perhaps it's time to leave? '

He extended his Divine Consciousness and could see that Wei Qingfeng, a hundred li away, was clearly conversing with another Core Formation cultivator.

The space in the Earthly Immortal World was more robust, and the Divine Consciousness range of ordinary Core Formation cultivators was shorter, making a hundred li a very safe distance.

After all, not everyone was as unlucky as they were, encountering an idle Divine Transformation Venerable.

"Brother Wei. . . are you really going to act? If you do this, I'm afraid even the Sword Cleansing Sect won't be able to protect you. . ."

The other Core Formation cultivator was a middle-aged man with a chubby face, his expression filled with a malevolent aura.

"Heh heh, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you catch the tiger cub. . ."

Wei Qingfeng's eyes were streaked with blood: "I've already investigated thoroughly. This time, Zhang Longhu secretly exhausted his family's wealth, bringing a large batch of spirit items, just to exchange for a Martial Cultivation Pill in the Organ City. . . If we don't act now, should we wait until his transaction is successful before making our move? The Martial Cultivation Pill is utterly useless to cultivators like us."

"Tsk tsk. . . A collection of spirit items that can be exchanged for a Martial Cultivation Pill is indeed worth taking a shot at."

The cultivator with the malevolent expression seemed convinced: "After we're done with this, we'll simply flee far away. Once we're outside Dingguo's borders, what can those Nascent Soul old monsters do to us?"

"Exactly right. . . My 'Fiend Heart Art' has also encountered a bottleneck, and I'm in need of a large-scale blood sacrifice. . . Those martial artists are brimming with vital essence, making them excellent sacrifices."

A fierce glint flickered in Wei Qingfeng's eyes.

He appeared graceful and refined, but in truth, he secretly cultivated a demonic cultivation method—the 'Fiend Heart Art. ' Although this art's cultivation speed was comparable to top-tier cultivation methods and it had the miraculous effect of weakening bottlenecks, one could easily suffer qi deviation if not careful, and it often required blood sacrifices.

Within the sect, Wei Qingfeng naturally maintained the image of a dashing young master. No one knew that he was secretly a wicked robber cultivator, who stopped at nothing. While most other robber cultivators merely sought wealth, wherever he passed, not even a chicken or a dog remained.

"Today, I have gained Zhang Longhu's trust. . . According to the plan, two days later, at Eagle Grief Gorge, you pursue me there, and we'll attack from inside and out. . ."

Wei Qingfeng slowly recounted his grand scheme.

Although he practiced the demonic path and acted wildly, when setting up traps, he was exceptionally calm and cautious: "There is only one Martial Arts Grandmaster in the Feiri City caravan. I will seize the opportunity, break that array, and then we can take whatever we desire. . ."

"Heh heh. . . it is indeed a good plan."

Suddenly, a cold chuckle echoed.

"Who's there?"

Wei Qingfeng's expression changed. He flicked the folding fan in his hand, and a hazy green whirlwind enveloped him, protecting him within.

Meanwhile, the Core Formation hulking man roared, and a layer of earthen-yellow armor appeared on his body.

However, no matter how they swept their Divine Consciousness through the vicinity, they couldn't find where the person who had chuckled was hidden, and their expressions changed dramatically. . .