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Chapter 633: Revenge (Seeking Subscriptions)

Chapter 633: Revenge (Seeking Subscriptions)

Sangqing Peak.

Fang Xi tightened his grip, and the jade slip in his hand crumbled into powder, scattering with the wind.

"This Mo Yinling is simply incapable. . ."

He muttered to himself, his expression one of utter helplessness.

Since the day they had agreed upon the distribution model, both parties had signed an 'Immortal Spirit Document,' and Fang Xi had also handed over the map he obtained from Li Rulin to them.

The Ink Gate thus began their ceaseless attempts to open the secret realm. . .

And then they dragged it out until now!

"That secret realm entrance has been confirmed to be guarded by a sixth-tier formation, the 'Nine Pure Divine Thunder Formation'. . . The Ink Gate is actually quite skilled in the Dao of formations, and what's more, the one deployed there is a 'dead formation,' and has been dilapidated for many years. Yet, they are still exploring a relatively safe route to pass through even now. . ."

Fang Xi simply couldn't stand it anymore, so he occasionally allowed 'Taiyi' to make a move, finding a few flaws, writing them into a jade slip, and ordering a puppet to deliver it.

As a result, the Ink Gate blackmailed him!

Mo Yinling even gave up a step in the future treasure selection rights, just to get Fang Xi to take action and help comprehend the formation!

This made Fang Xi unable to help but doubt the Ink Gate's competence.

However, to have him personally go to the scene and break the formation—that was something he would absolutely never do.

He returned to his cave abode and continued his cultivation. . .

Time flowed by.

Half a jiazi passed in a flash.

On this day, atop Sangqing Peak, inside his cave abode.

Fang Xi opened his eyes: "Soul Transformation cultivation is indeed extremely difficult. . ."

Although he had delayed for some time, after his main body advanced to the mid-stage, he was free to cultivate as he wished.

However, without the aid of spirit pills like True Blood Pills, if he only relied on absorbing spiritual energy from heaven and earth to cultivate, it would probably take hundreds of years just to cultivate to the peak of the early stage.

Fortunately, Fang Xi was not in a hurry at all; after all, he was merely an External Avatar. . .

"On the other hand, my main body has always been diligent. . . I fear he's almost cultivated to the peak of the mid-stage Soul Transformation, hasn't he?"

Fang Xi murmured and walked out of the cave abode.

Within the formation, a sound transmission talisman was floating.

He sent out a streak of spiritual power, which transformed into a large, pitch-black hand, grasping the sound transmission talisman. After listening for a few moments, a strange look appeared on his face.

Not long after, Zuo Xiaoxuan arrived in a hurry, offering a jade slip: "Peak Lord. . . this is the latest letter received!"

She didn't know where this letter came from; she only knew that every once in a while, someone would deliver it to a certain cave abode in Kungsang Market's public cave abodes that was long-term rented but unoccupied.

And her task was to 'retrieve the letter'.

"Mm."

Fang Xi nodded, picked up the jade slip, and immersed his divine consciousness within it.

This was naturally a letter from the Ink Gate. According to Mo Yinling, they had finally found a route that could pass through the 'Nine Pure Divine Thunder Formation's' restriction, entering the secret realm's interior. . . Immediately after, they encountered a second problem.

Within that secret realm, one's cultivation would actually be suppressed upon entry!

According to Mo Yinling himself, Return to Void cultivators were unknown, but even Soul Transformation cultivators, after entering the secret realm's range, had their cultivation suppressed to only the Core Formation level. . .

Even body cultivators and puppets would suffer an inexplicable weakening, becoming incomparably weak. This was truly unbelievable.

Yet, it had indeed happened.

Now, just after entering the secret realm's main gate, yet not far from the gate, they were blocked by an ordinary 'Five Elements Restriction. '

This restriction was at most fifth-tier. If Mo Yinling exerted his full strength, it could probably be broken in a short while.

But for Mo Yinling, who now only possessed Core Formation spiritual power, it became deadly difficult.

He was already exasperated, preparing to mobilize more Ink Gate disciples into the Profound Nether Abyss to assist in exploring the secret realm.

Anyway, regardless of whether they were Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation cultivators. . . after entering the secret realm, their cultivation would drop to the Core Formation level. Mo Yinling was already preparing to secretly recruit a batch of disciples nearby to serve as cannon fodder in the future. . .

"A secret realm that suppresses cultivation. . ."

"Could this secret realm have some connection to the Profound Nether Heavy Water?"

As usual, Fang Xi noted down the route map through the 'Nine Pure Divine Thunder Formation,' and then destroyed the jade slip.

At this moment, his interest was greatly piqued.

After all, secret realms that could suppress or reduce cultivation were truly extremely rare.

Furthermore, it seemed to share a similar wondrous effect with the 'Nine Serene Sand River Grand Array' within the 'Netherworld Banner. '

Without a doubt, the formation restrictions within the secret realm were certainly more exquisite than those he had created himself.

If he could obtain their essence and integrate it into the 'Netherworld Banner,' the power of this Dao artifact of formations would definitely greatly increase!

Not only that, his own cultivation in the Dao of formations might also receive a boost!

'Truly mouth-watering. . . '

'But for a secret realm so beneficial to me, must I necessarily go? '

Fang Xi sneered inwardly.

Even if he could obtain the secrets of the formations within the secret realm to enrich his own 'Netherworld Banner,' at most, it would only elevate his own cultivation in the Dao of formations to the sixth-tier and upgrade the 'Netherworld Banner' once more. . .

Compared to his own safety, it was still nothing!

Even if he was merely an External Avatar!

If he could calmly wait for others to risk their lives to deliver benefits, why bother acting himself?

'What's more. . . this secret realm is probably not simple. '

'Furthermore. . . there's also the possibility of a leak. '

A trace of worry appeared on Fang Xi's face.

Since Bi Old Ghost and Li Rulin could stumble upon the secret realm entrance by chance, then it means other cultivators also have the same opportunity!

'Still, contingency plans must be made, so that I can sever ties in time. . . '

...

Zuo Xiaoxuan flew out of Sangqing Peak, her face beneath the mask showing not the slightest expression.

She had long known that the Peak Lord was hiding some things from her, but this was a perfectly normal situation.

After reaching high-tier cultivation, every cultivator had their own secrets; recklessly digging for answers would only invite animosity!

Just like her at this moment, she also had her own secrets!

Suddenly, a small sword flashed across the sky and landed in her hand.

Zuo Xiaoxuan took the flying sword message. After scanning a few lines, a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes. . .

...

Profound Nether Abyss.

Meng Zhuzi, clad in a purple robe, was controlling a streak of purple escape light, flying towards the direction of the land.

Light flickered in his eyes, as if flames were burning within them.

'I've struck it rich, I've struck it rich. . . I never thought that by casually coming to the Profound Nether Abyss to fish this time, I would actually discover traces of the Ink Gate. . . '

'With this merit, why would I need to seek refuge with the Wang Family anymore? I can directly pledge allegiance to the Dragon Taming Sect. . . '

'No. . . I am merely a Nascent Soul cultivator, my words carry little weight. I might not necessarily gain the attention of the higher sect; the Wang Family must still step forward. . . '

The Nascent Soul cultivator's escape light was incredibly fast. Meng Zhuzi quickly saw the earthy yellow coastline, and a trace of joy appeared on his face.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he abruptly looked up.

He saw a white demonic bird constantly soaring ten thousand zhang high in the sky, seemingly watching him.

"Someone is tracking me?"

Meng Zhuzi was both shocked and enraged in his heart. He fiercely pounded his chest, opened his mouth, and a white light appeared, landing in his hand and transforming into a large white bone bow.

The bow's body was snow-white, as if refined from the bones of some ancient beast, and above the bow's body, there was a skull with branched antlers.

As he drew the bowstring at this moment, two emerald green flames suddenly burst forth from the eyes of that skull!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Invisible wind blades gathered. He did not draw an arrow; after drawing the bowstring, a cyan-green arrow appeared, and on its arrowhead, tadpole-like runes flickered, swimming unsteadily.

Whoosh!

Meng Zhuzi released the bowstring, and the cyan-green arrow shot out.

The white demonic bird high in the sky exploded with a boom before it could even cry out, turning into a ball of dark green flames. . .

But Meng Zhuzi's face showed no joy at all, as he saw several streaks of light appearing ahead.

Most of these cultivators were at the Core Formation stage, led by a Nascent Soul cultivator, faintly surrounding Meng Zhuzi.

"I wondered who it was. So it's you, Idle Cloud Child, you old undying fellow. . . Not staying properly in Kungsang Market, but daring to come and block me. Are you preparing to start a war with my Wang Family?"

Meng Zhuzi's voice was loud, but his figure instantly disappeared, transforming into a streak of light, quickly fleeing towards a certain direction!

"Activate the formation!"

A stack of formation flags emitting scattered spiritual light appeared in Idle Cloud Child's hand. One by one, they flew out, disappearing into the surrounding void, forming a large formation shimmering with blue light.

This formation encompassed a radius of several tens of li, directly forcing a faint escape light in the void to appear, transforming into Meng Zhuzi's disheveled figure.

"Fellow Daoist Meng. . . We are merely entrusted by someone. Please wait here for a moment, fellow Daoist; an old acquaintance wishes to meet you."

Idle Cloud Child's figure was hidden within the formation's light, with only his voice coming from all directions.

Those Core Formation cultivators also firmly guarded the formation's eyes, vigorously waving a large azure flag in their hands.

"Eight Gates Azure Wave Formation!"

Meng Zhuzi snorted coldly: "They truly think highly of me. . . but. . ."

He formed hand seals with both hands, and a talisman flew out, landing above his head.

Boom!

A peal of thunder came from the void, and bolts of lightning crashed loudly, striking the surrounding formation's mist.

Unfortunately, no matter how he bombarded it, the Eight Gates Azure Wave Formation showed no significant change, only fluctuating slightly, making the Core Formation cultivators' faces turn a few shades paler.

Half an hour later, the formation automatically opened, allowing a streak of escape light to fly in. It was precisely Zuo Xiaoxuan!

"Fourth Sister?"

Upon seeing this scene, Meng Zhuzi felt as if a great stone had finally fallen from his heart: "It truly is you. . ."

"Meng Zhuzi. . ."

Zuo Xiaoxuan's voice was like ice: "Serving as a dog for the Wang Family for so many years, and now you're still only at the early Nascent Soul realm. . . Today will be the day of your death!"

Meng Zhuzi's expression subtly changed: "You and I don't have such a great enmity, do we?"

He looked at the surrounding cultivators, and then suddenly sneered: "Does Qing Hezi know that you're actually secretly raising so many people?"

"The Peak Lord's kindness towards me is as heavy as a mountain. . . Today, no matter what you say, you will surely die."

An Yin Thunder appeared in Zuo Xiaoxuan's hand, and she unceremoniously threw it out.

Upon seeing this scene, Meng Zhuzi couldn't help but widen his eyes, with only one thought in his mind: "This person has gone mad. . ."

Boom!

Astounding thunder light exploded within the Eight Gates Azure Wave Formation. Because of the formation's obstruction, the power of the thunder pearl's explosion was even more terrifying. . .

And high in the sky, a pair of eyes was mockingly watching all of this.

"Heh heh, this little lass's cunning is not bad. . . To actually even gather a group of people to block this enemy, she must have been meticulously planning this for many years, right?"

Qin Longzi, who looked like a beggar, watched this scene, shaking his head with a trace of regret: "What a pity. . . If it were before, this old man would definitely follow to watch a good show, but today, it's not possible. . ."