Chapter 755: Trapped Sky Island (Asking for monthly votes at month's end)
Chapter 755: Trapped Sky Island (Asking for monthly votes at month's end)
Nine years later.
Moonlight Immortal City.
Fang Xi's Wang Family Ancestor avatar was savoring a spiritual cuisine, while the Little Black Turtle sprawled beside him, drooling incessantly.
“Good food is here! ”
Suddenly, the Little Black Turtle raised its head, looking at a streaking light in the sky, its eyes brightening considerably.
“Hehe. . . Little Black Turtle, you're so good! ”
As countless illusory flower petals drifted down from the sky, a graceful figure slowly descended. It was none other than Daoist Friend Shi Xianzi.
She chuckled softly, flicked the Little Black Turtle's head, and then tossed out a roasted chicken.
The Little Black Turtle crunched, biting off half the roasted chicken in one go, devouring the heavenly delicacy as if a cow were chewing peonies, utterly squandering it.
Ever since it became known that the Little Black Turtle was a sixth-tier demon beast, all cultivators who came and went showed it great favor. Shi Xianzi and Chen Xianzi even occasionally fed it, competing over a mere turtle.
“Daoist Friend Wang is truly leisurely! ”
Seeing Fang Xi still unhurriedly savoring a spiritual fish, Shi Xianzi couldn't help but say with a touch of annoyance.
She was also a renowned beauty in Moonlight Immortal City; when had she ever needed to humble herself like this?
“Haha. . . please don't be offended, Shi Xianzi. ”
Fang Xi picked up another cup of spirit wine and gulped it down: “This old man's entire life, this is what I truly enjoy. ”
This was actually quite different from the Wang Family Ancestor's usual conduct.
But Wang Lingying acted as if deaf and blind, serving Fang Xi every day as if he were her direct ancestor.
As for the ordinary Wang family members?
Countless generations had already passed, and they had long forgotten the Wang Family Ancestor's preferences. . .
Shi Xianzi pouted lightly in feigned anger, expressing a brief displeasure, then let it pass: “Daoist Friend Wang. . . this Falling Flowers Mountain gathering has attracted many cultivators. Why don't we travel arm-in-arm, venture out together, and incidentally enjoy this world-shaking battle? ”
“This old man has always had no interest in such matters. ”
Fang Xi decisively refused.
He couldn't be bothered to watch two Return to Void Perfected cultivators duel, even if both had a great chance of advancing to Void Amalgamation in the future, and even a sliver of hope to break through to Great Ascension!
At worst, he could watch it later via an image-recording pearl!
With the Earthly Immortal World's level of talisman and artifact refinement, it was already possible for cultivators to experience events as if they were truly there.
“Daoist Friend Wang, are you truly not going? ”
Shi Xianzi looked at Fang Xi, suddenly revealing a somewhat mischievous smile.
“Naturally, I'm not going! ”
Fang Xi nodded.
“That's truly a pity. . . I was originally going to tell Daoist Friend that the clue to the gourd spirit-root you've been seeking has already appeared? ”
Shi Xianzi smiled sweetly.
“Oh? Where might that be? ”
Watching Shi Xianzi's smile, Fang Xi's heart stirred: “Could it be. . . at Falling Flowers Mountain? That place doesn't seem to have anything special about it. . . ”
“Indeed, there's nothing special about it. ”
Shi Xianzi laughed: “But according to the deductions of Senior Shen Suanzi, our Human Race's foremost divination master, that location is very likely to open into the Great Void in the coming years and connect with ‘Trapped Sky Island’. . . This secret realm has always floated in the Great Void, only converging with the Earthly Immortal World once every few decades or centuries, and it's not guaranteed to land perfectly in our Human Race's territory every time. . . ”
“The last time it happened to be so precise was fifty thousand years ago! Back then. . . a cultivator from our race happened to enter it and obtained a ‘Seven Treasures Gourd Vine’. This vine eventually bore ‘Seven Treasures Gourds’, each with extraordinary effects. . . That cultivator refined the seven gourds one by one into magic treasures, and even gained a fortuitous opportunity within, ascending to Void Amalgamation, becoming the famous ‘Venerable Seven Treasures’! ”
“The reason that Sword Son chose Falling Flowers Mountain and at this precise moment, may well be due to a desire to explore Trapped Sky Island. Daoist Friend Wang, what is your intention now? ”
A teasing look appeared on Shi Xianzi's face as she fixed her gaze on Fang Xi.
Fang Xi, however, was thick-skinned. He put down his wine cup: “Of course. . . I'm going! This old man will now swallow his words and grow fat! ”
“Daoist Friend is unfettered in thought, at peace with his true heart; I, Xianzi, admire you! ”
Upon seeing Fang Xi's conduct, Shi Xianzi seemed to ponder, and also gained some insight.
......
Falling Flowers Mountain.
This place only had a scattered third-tier spirit vein.
The grade of this spirit vein wasn't high, but it was rare in that its spiritual energy was relatively evenly distributed across a ten-thousand-li radius, with no discernible concentration points.
Therefore, within this mountain range, there were scattered Foundation Establishment and Core Formation sects.
When the two heavenly prodigies of the Human Race agreed to duel here, these minor sects hurriedly recalled their disciples, activated their grand formations, and sealed off their mountains, fearing that a disciple venturing outside might offend a powerful cultivator or someone with a strong background, bringing utter annihilation upon their sect.
On this day.
A flowered carriage sped from afar, leaving a subtle fragrance wafting in its wake wherever it passed.
The Little Black Turtle was still sprawled at Fang Xi's feet. He held a jade pot in his hand, pouring himself a cup of spirit wine: “Here. . . will ‘Trapped Sky Island’ truly descend? ”
“This was calculated by Senior Shen Suanzi; there will be no mistake! ”
Shi Xianzi said with full confidence: “It's truly hard to say whether the cultivators gathered at Falling Flowers Mountain now are here for the duel between the two Saint Sons, or for the secret realm. . . ”
Fang Xi nodded, thinking of Shen Suanzi.
He had met this Void Amalgamation Senior a few times before and had even made a small trade, giving him the method for refining a Fortune Gu, confirming that this person was indeed proficient in the art of divination.
The last time, Jin Gangzi was advised to open the Celestial Brahma Domain, which allowed them to preserve considerable vitality during the great war with the Yao race.
Furthermore, he himself had subdued that Void Amalgamation Heavenly Phoenix and gained benefits from it. By now, he should have already passed the minor heavenly tribulation of late Void Amalgamation, becoming a late Void Amalgamation cultivator, right?
‘Actually, this Human Race Sixth Son. . . if it weren't for Fang Xian Daoist Lord, he would definitely be the best candidate to succeed Mayfly Child’s position! ’
Fang Xi naturally knew that heavenly prodigies were merely geniuses; there was still a long way to go before they fully matured.
Fang Xian Daoist Lord's main objective was to take over the great position, and his true enemies were the veteran Void Amalgamation cultivators among the Human Race, with ‘Shen Suanzi’ being their leader!
The flowered carriage sped along and stopped before a canyon.
High above this place, flying boats and palaces already filled the sky. . . The sounds of strings and flutes could faintly be heard, ceaselessly, clearly indicating that many cultivators who had arrived earlier had already begun discussing profound Daoist principles or indulging in unrestrained revelry.
“Daoist Friends, are you perhaps from Moonlight Immortal City? ”
Just then, a white light flew over, revealing a Return to Void cultivator in a Confucian robe and square turban, appearing to be middle-aged.
His cultivation was at the early Return to Void stage. He carried a book satchel on his back, looking quite like a scholar heading to the imperial examinations in the mortal realm.
“Indeed. . . How did Your Excellency recognize us? ”
Fang Xi asked.
“Haha. . . I am Bai Yusheng, and Master Dong Qiuzi of your esteemed city is a close friend of mine despite our age difference. ”
Bai Yusheng clasped his hands, appearing very warm.
“So that's how it is! ”
Shi Xianzi pressed on the carriage, and countless flower petals flew out, transforming into a shimmering, vibrant flower carpet, inviting Fang Xi and Bai Yusheng to sit.
On the flower carpet, spiritual birds resembling magpies blinked their eyes, then came to life, beginning to carry teapots, tea leaves, and refreshments. . . circling the three to brew tea and arrange the meal.
Fang Xi was accustomed to this sight. He took a sip of spiritual tea and asked: “Daoist Friend Bai, are you also here to observe the great battle between the two Saint Sons? ”
“Partly for that, but mostly for ‘Trapped Sky Island’! ”
Bai Yusheng spoke truthfully: “There are quite a few rare materials on that spiritual island. I've been stuck at the early-stage bottleneck for too long, and I want to try my luck for a fortuitous encounter. . . I've read through countless ancient texts and speculate that this island might originally have been an Immortal Abode Secret Realm, and one of extremely high grade at that. . . I just don't know why it has always roamed the Great Void according to such a pattern. ”
“Immortal Abode? ”
Fang Xi stroked his chin: “That's indeed very possible. . . ”
“According to the ancient records, cultivators of various races, and even quite a number of barbarian tribes, live on Trapped Sky Island. . . ”
Bai Yusheng was very talkative: “This is probably related to the island appearing in various parts of the Earthly Immortal World every few centuries or millennia. . . Perhaps there are even races there that have long been extinct in the Earthly Immortal World! ”
“Oh? ”
Fang Xi's eyes lit up: “It seems there are quite a few other races multiplying on Trapped Sky Island. . . That's rather interesting. ”
“Yes, it's said that it might have been built into a secluded paradise. . . I truly yearn for it. ”
Bai Yusheng laughed heartily: “Each time it descends into the Earthly Immortal World, a realm descent passage will form. . . It will last for quite some time. With our cultivation, it should be enough to explore it thoroughly and return fully satisfied. ”
The three conversed merrily, then suddenly paused and looked in a certain direction.
It was midday, and seven great suns blazed fiercely in the sky.
But at this moment, the many cultivators present seemed to see an eighth great sun rising slowly, with scorching aura rolling in, causing the heaven and earth elemental energy to shift and form hot wave-like tides.
That red sun settled above the canyon, giving a feeling of reigning supreme over the world.
Within the bright red light, a red-robed cultivator appeared.
His hair and eyebrows were entirely crimson, and there was a Great Sun imprint on his brow.
“As expected of the Great Day Fire Body! ”
Shi Xianzi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
“It is said that this spiritual physique is not only a top-tier fire-attribute Dao body, making it as simple as eating and drinking to learn various Yang-attribute magical techniques and divine abilities, but it also greatly aids in breaking through bottlenecks. ”
Bai Yusheng's eyes also lit up.
“Return to Void Perfected, eh? ”
According to Fang Xi's perception, this young man was indeed only a hair's breadth away from the Void Amalgamation realm.
Even with his talent, should he attempt to break through now, he should have a fifty to sixty percent chance of succeeding in one go.
If he won this battle, his chances would rise to seventy to eighty percent!
Whoosh!
As the Dao Child with the Great Day Fire Body from the Yan Yu Sect appeared, a green light flashed across the western horizon, and a hum of a sword suddenly emerged.
Immediately after, the expressions of the cultivators present changed, as they looked at the magic treasures in their embrace or within their Dantians.
Any metal-attribute spiritual swords among them couldn't help but hum in resonance.
Ten thousand swords hummed, as if bowing in subservience to their master!
“A Heaven-Born Sword Physique, ten thousand swords bowing in subservience. . . This must be that Sword Son from the Sword Pavilion. ”
Bai Yusheng mumbled.
Fang Xi, however, suddenly clutched his Dantian.
Within the sea of qi in his Dantian, abundant with purple qi, his main Nascent Soul, cradling the All-Heavens Precious Mirror, opened its eyes. A silver-white light struck the Qing He Sword (Fifth Generation).
The Qing He Sword, which had seemed on the verge of erupting, instantly quieted down.
A sword light pierced through the void and arrived, revealing a figure with sword-like brows and star-bright eyes.
Fang Xi's expression was slightly displeased, feeling that this Sword Son had secretly cast a wisp of Divine Consciousness onto him!
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