Chapter 654: Scattering Beans to Form Soldiers (For Alliance Leader Xingqing Buyu)
Chapter 654: Scattering Beans to Form Soldiers (For Alliance Leader Xingqing Buyu)
Fang Xi had never liked the routine of constantly being humiliated and then retaliating.
All that stuff about hiding one's identity, letting some Wanbao Zhenjun blow things out of proportion, and then a back-and-forth. . . it was actually quite boring.
In his previous life, when he read novels, he found it absurd to see protagonists and villains constantly concealing their identities from each other, escalating minor disputes into public humiliations, then retaliating only to be humiliated again, turning it into a mortal enmity, inevitably leading to one side being annihilated. What was the point?
Many times, minor issues and small conflicts escalated into mortal vendettas. Why bother?
Not to mention the villains' entire families being wiped out, even the protagonists would end up injured or exhausted, and perhaps their close friends or relatives would be killed in retaliation by the villains. . .
It was far better to just openly reveal one's identity from the start; perhaps then, they could bury the hatchet with a smile.
For many villains, public humiliation in front of commoners was unbearable, but if they lost face in front of peers or someone stronger, then it was simply lost. To swallow one's teeth with blood was precisely this.
It would also save a lot of trouble.
As a Nascent Soul cultivator of Ligo Immortal City, Wanbao Zhenjun had naturally paid his respects to Zhui Yue Chan Master.
Even if he didn't recognize Fang Xi, with his eye technique, he should certainly recognize these prayer beads.
"Well? Do you still wish to continue?"
Fang Xi lightly fingered the prayer beads, asking with a smile, not caring in the least about borrowing Zhui Yue Chan Master's prestige.
"This item. . . it rightfully belongs to fellow Daoist!"
Wanbao Zhenjun finally snapped back from his shock, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
The next moment, he quickly pulled another item from his storage bag and presented it to Fang Xi with both hands: "Before, I saw that fellow Daoist liked this item, so I specifically purchased it as a gift for fellow Daoist. . ."
Upon seeing it, Fang Xi couldn't help but smile; it was precisely the fifth-grade fragment he had taken an interest in earlier.
"Not enough!"
He thought for a moment and secretly transmitted his voice: "Give me a copy of your eye technique as well, and this matter will be settled. . ."
This Wanbao Zhenjun's cultivation was merely average, but his eyesight was excellent.
Fang Xi was curious to experience his spirit eye technique; perhaps in the future, he could truly find overlooked treasures.
"My 'Duo Bao Eye Technique'?"
Wanbao Zhenjun was startled, but looking at the prayer beads in Fang Xi's hand, he gritted his teeth, took out a blank jade slip, and pressed it against his forehead: "This minor art, I humbly ask fellow Daoist to examine. . ."
"You are good, very good. . . Hahaha!"
Fang Xi burst into laughter, accepted the fragment and the jade slip, and headed towards the grand auction hall.
Only after watching his figure disappear did Wanbao Zhenjun let out a sigh of relief, feeling his cultivation robes soaked through with cold sweat.
The surrounding cultivators, who had gathered hoping to see a dispute, saw no conflict but witnessed the well-known Wanbao Zhenjun lowering his head. They couldn't help but speculate about the identity of that young Core Formation cultivator. . .
...
"Three million seven hundred and twenty thousand low-grade spirit stones!"
"This piece of 'Five-Hole Cloud Crystal' now belongs to the esteemed guest in Private Room A-37!"
On the auction stage, the purple-robed Free and Unfettered Alliance leader, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, personally presided over the auction to maintain order.
Fang Xi lay in his private room, bidding casually and purchasing items that caught his eye.
Taking advantage of a lull, his hand glowed, and he pulled out the 'Golden Silver Urn'.
This clay pot looked just like a common piece of furniture used by mortals, with no special features at all.
But Fang Xi could see that the few broken stones inside had already taken on a golden and silver luster on their surface.
"Generally, it takes over ten days to transform a few pieces of gold and silver. . . For mortals, it's an unparalleled treasure, but for cultivators, it should be tossed aside. . ."
He took out a small piece of gold, feeling its weighty presence in his palm, lost in thought.
Ordinary cultivators wouldn't notice, but he could see that these stones were being permeated by the qi of the five metals, then transforming into gold and silver.
In other words, although the clay pot was ordinary, it must contain a treasure with an extremely rich five-metal qi within.
He just didn't know why it had no spiritual pressure or fluctuations, and could even block divine consciousness from probing, otherwise it would have been discovered long ago.
With this thought, a layer of green light appeared on Fang Xi's hand, pressing down on the clay pot.
Buzz!
The clay pot rumbled, suddenly turning into a layer of powder.
Countless specks of powder were scattered by the wind, revealing a brass-colored, pea-sized seed within. . .
"This is. . ."
Fang Xi extended his index and middle fingers, pinching the object. He actually felt the Withered Glory Chant within his body stir slightly, and his heart tightened.
Anything that could cause the 'Withered Glory Chant' to react like this must be a seed of a top-grade spiritual root!
"Divine objects conceal their own radiance, still without any aura. . . but."
Fang Xi formed hand seals, sending a stream of Withered Glory Chant magical power into the brass pea.
Outside, various rare and exotic treasures were continuously brought onto the auction stage, making the auction atmosphere increasingly fervent.
Meanwhile, inside the private room, green and yellow magical power constantly interchanged, suddenly transforming into a wisp of purple that merged into the brass pea.
With Fang Xi's current late-stage Divine Transformation cultivation and the 'Withered Glory Chant', a top-grade wood-element cultivation method, he naturally proceeded unimpeded.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had refined this seed.
Waves of information surfaced, causing Fang Xi's heart to stir slightly, and he took out the 'Taiyi Scripture'.
Soon, from the vast sea of archived data, he found a relevant description, and his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly: "It's actually this item? !"
On the 'Taiyi Scripture', a description appeared: [Golden Silver Bean Mother, top-grade spiritual root. Produces beans in thirty years. Bean seeds can be replanted, or refined into Dao soldiers. . . ]
"It's actually a Dao Soldier spiritual plant!"
Fang Xi had naturally heard of the great divine ability of 'Scattering Beans to Form Soldiers'.
He immediately thought of the Tianmu Spirit General in the 'Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm'!
Commanding Tianmu Dao soldiers and deploying battle formations, it was quite formidable even among Divine Transformation cultivators.
If it weren't for him arriving with a mechanized city, ordinary Divine Transformation cultivators wouldn't even be able to reach the Green Emperor Palace!
The 'Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm' and plant-type Dao soldiers were actually quite compatible.
Fang Xi read on, discovering that this 'Golden Silver Bean Mother' actually had no fixed grade; it depended entirely on its growth period.
If it was just a thirty-year-old bean, it could only be refined into a first-turn 'Yellow Bean Warrior', equivalent to a Qi Refinement cultivator.
A bean seed produced by a sixty-year-old mother plant could be refined into a second-turn 'Bronze Bean Armored Warrior', equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Following that were third-turn 'Silver Bean Dao Soldiers', each reportedly capable of contending with a Core Formation cultivator.
After that, there were fourth-turn 'Golden Bean Dao Generals', comparable to Nascent Soul cultivators.
For ten-thousand-year-old bean mothers, there was even a chance to nurture fifth-turn 'Divine Bean Spirit Generals', which were terrifying existences at the Divine Transformation level.
"Currently, I've only obtained the 'Golden Silver Bean Mother', but not the Dao soldier art. . ."
"However, the relevant Dao soldier arts are available in the Earth Immortal legacy, and they might even be superior to the 'Divine Bean Spirit General'!"
"Once the spiritual realm is established in the future, I will plant the 'Golden Silver Bean Mother'. At the very least, I'll have a batch of loyal laborers and puppets. . ."
For an Earth Immortal, the spiritual realm was their lair, and no amount of attention could be considered too much.
Fang Xi's mastery of formations, puppets, and even spiritual plants could all be applied within it!
"Originally, I had intended to go to the Earthly Immortal World to collect some wood-element Dao soldiers, but this 'Golden Silver Bean Mother' is quite suitable. . ."
Of course, even so, Fang Xi would continue to search for other wood-element Dao soldiers and spiritual roots.
After all, when it came to servants and puppets, the more varied the types, the less likely they were to be countered by enemies.
Judging from the fact that the 'Golden Silver Bean Mother's' highest 'Divine Bean Spirit General' only reached the Divine Transformation stage, it was merely a transitional item that would eventually be marginalized.
At this moment, the grand finale item of the auction finally appeared:
"The first grand finale item of this auction—one 'San Dong Zhen Dan'!"
The purple-robed Free and Unfettered Alliance leader had a solemn expression, forming hand seals.
Beams of purple light shot into the sky, forming a cage that enveloped and protected the entire auction stage.
"It's actually a 'San Dong Zhen Dan'?"
"This pill can assist mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in breaking through to the late-stage bottleneck. . . In the past, it would have been the final item. Now that it's the first, I'm even more eager for the items that follow. . ."
Within the auction hall, the atmosphere was a bustling scene of excitement.
Seeing this, Fang Xi frowned.
The caliber of this grand finale item was still a bit low; it didn't quite meet his expectations.
...
Outside Ligo Immortal City.
A pitch-black banner enveloped a certain area, making it appear entirely normal from the outside.
Min Hongru stood with his junior brother and sister, gazing at the several Divine Transformation-level old demons opposite them.
Among these old demons, there was also a captivating young woman, barefoot, her expression dazed.
"Old Demon Gong, long time no see. . . Haven't you ascended yet?"
Min Hongru spoke to an old demon on the opposite side, whose skin was like chicken hide and hair like a crane's, looking as if he could die at any moment.
"Heh heh. . . Since you, Old Ghost Min, are still around, I naturally have to endure a bit longer so that my sect isn't bullied by you. . ."
Old Demon Gong spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant like a broken gong.
"Old Demon Gong, you must be nearly two thousand years old, right? Aren't you afraid of suddenly running out of lifespan and dying in the lower realm? That would be quite the joke."
Min Hongru sneered.
The Taiqing Sect and the Primordial Demon Sect had never had a good relationship; disciples often fought and killed each other upon meeting. For them to merely exchange a few sarcastic remarks now was already considered very polite.
"Hmph. . . I didn't expect to have to join forces with you lot this time."
Old Demon Gong snorted, then looked left and right: "Where are those bald monks from Guang Lei Temple?"
"Grandmaster Guang Hong did not come. . ."
Min Hongru sighed.
"A few are missing. . ."
Old Demon Gong's expression was grim: "Could it be that their ascending patriarchs haven't sent down any decrees?"
"From what I know, that is indeed the case. . ."
Min Hongru replied. He even vaguely felt that Guang Lei Temple's backing in the upper realm seemed to be at odds with his own patriarch's patron.
Of course, there was no need to mention such matters.
"Now that we have confirmed that person is in Ligo Immortal City, we just need to ensure he doesn't leave and await the arrival of the upper realm's envoy. . ."
Min Hongru said: "It's a pity Zhui Yue Chan Master doesn't belong to an ancestral sect; otherwise, if we could just extend the grand auction for a few more days, it would save us an immense amount of effort. . ."
But with so many people, Zhui Yue Chan Master and Yun Jizi were on very good terms. He dared not take the slightest risk, so his actions naturally had to be kept from the nun. . .
"That's simple. According to custom, after a regular grand auction, there's always a private exchange for high-level cultivators. . . We'll just inform Zhui Yue Chan Master that we plan to hold a small exchange gathering specifically for Divine Transformation cultivators, merely delayed by a few days."
Old Demon Gong, with his broken-gong voice, chuckled.
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