Chapter 936: A Millennium
Chapter 936: A Millennium
Time, in its swift passage, flew by in a flash.
Five hundred years elapsed in an instant.
Inside the Fengyuan Chamber of Commerce branch in Golden Bamboo Sea.
Fang Xi unhurriedly flipped through the account books, with Qi Hou and Gong Jiu Jin standing by his side.
"Venerable Guest Elder, the 'Item-Storing Talismans' have sold out again. Would you like to increase the supply?"
Gong Jiu Jin excitedly spoke, involuntarily licking his lips.
Fang Xi glanced at him, then sneered, "Sell more 'Item-Storing Talismans' to snatch business from the Buddhist Gate's 'Sumeru Mustard Seed Talismans'? What's more. . . does this Venerable Guest Elder not need to cultivate?"
At these words, Gong Jiu Jin immediately stammered.
In truth, the good sales of 'Item-Storing Talismans' boosted the shop's profits in all aspects, which benefited all of them.
However, Fang Xi was completely impervious to their attempts to sway him.
Aside from occasionally releasing a few 'Item-Storing Talismans' to slightly increase the shop's popularity and demonstrate that he, the Guest Elder, was indeed working, he refused to do anything else!
The surrounding Buddhist Gate shops, upon seeing the Fengyuan Chamber of Commerce dispatch a Mahayana Talisman Master, were initially uneasy for a few years, fearing some major disruptive move.
But gradually, they relaxed.
This was exactly what Fang Xi wanted!
The meager profits from selling a small number of 'Item-Storing Talismans' were enough for a Mahayana cultivator like him, and it wouldn't severely infringe upon the Buddhist Gate's interests.
This way, he could avoid stirring up trouble!
If he didn't need to display some capability and maintain a channel for Immortal Jade income, he wouldn't even bother refining those occasional 'Item-Storing Talismans'.
Wouldn't it be far more pleasant to wholeheartedly enjoy himself, or study various cultivation arts, and calmly await his heavenly tribulation?
He would be mad to massively expand the Fengyuan Chamber of Commerce!
With such leisure, even visiting the Western Paradise Profound World would be delightful.
Fang Xi had, of course, long since used the VIP card gifted by that young Buddhist nun. He was now even a top-tier VIP of the Joyous Pavilion, and had learned the young nun's Buddhist name – 'Quiet Heart Abbess'.
"Alright, that's enough."
Fang Xi glanced at Gong Jiu Jin beside him, a cold smile playing on his lips.
In any case, for a Mahayana cultivator like him, suppressing a mere Integration stage cultivator was no problem at all.
The cultivation world, after all, respected strength above all else.
With his strength and position surpassing the other party's, no matter how greedy or wolf-like the other party might be, they couldn't stir up any trouble.
"Yes!"
Gong Jiu Jin nodded with difficulty.
"By the way, I hear you've been frequenting the gambling dens recently?"
Just as Gong Jiu Jin was about to take his leave, Fang Xi suddenly spoke.
Crack!
Gong Jiu Jin's shoulders remained still, but his face twisted around, revealing an unsightly smile: "It's just a small flutter for entertainment. . ."
"Hmm, it's not good to owe the great monks Immortal Jade. You'd best pray for yourself."
Fang Xi waved his hand, disinclined to say more.
After Gong Jiu Jin left, Qi Hou approached, chuckling: "Steward Gong has already cultivated the 'Wolf-Gaze Physique Anomaly', it seems his integration with the Seven Kills Greedy Wolf bloodline has deepened. It truly makes this old man envious. . ."
Fang Xi gave the old man a speechless glance.
This Elder Qi, always smiling, seemed to have a good relationship with Gong Jiu Jin, occasionally even covering for him.
Yet, from time to time, he would subtly sow discord against him here.
Today's behavior again hinted at some ulterior motive.
Just then, a customer walked into the shop.
Clad in white, with a weathered demeanor, he paused upon seeing Fang Xi: "Senior?"
"Oh?"
Seeing this person, Fang Xi smiled: "I didn't expect to meet an old acquaintance in Golden Bamboo Sea. Little friend Shi, it's been a long time."
"Alas. . ."
The newcomer was none other than Shi Yu Shu, and he wore a bitter expression upon hearing this.
Recalling his experiences, even Fang Xi felt a touch of melancholy.
"Since we meet by chance today, it must be fate. I invite Senior to allow this junior to treat you to a gathering at the 'Six Zen Pavilion', what do you say?"
Shi Yu Shu cupped his fists and said.
"As you wish. . . very well."
Fang Xi considered for a moment and agreed.
The Six Zen Pavilion.
This establishment was owned by the Buddhist Gate, famous for its exquisite cuisine.
Inside a private room.
Fang Xi held a wine cup, listening as Shi Yu Shu vented: "Back then, the Zhengyang Gate disbanded, and the Zhang family mercilessly struck. I had no other path, luckily stumbling into a Celestial Immortal Secret Realm. However, my aptitude was mediocre, so I didn't gain any great benefits. . . I merely managed to recover from a heart demon and slightly advanced my magic power, but later encountered many troubles. . . After the Zhang family's demise, I had nowhere to go. Unwilling to rebuild Zhengyang Gate, I simply decided to travel. . . I'm now settled in the 'Three Yuan Gate' outside Golden Bamboo Sea, serving as a transmission elder. . ."
"So that's how it is, little friend. Great misfortune often leads to greater fortune. Now that your cultivation has advanced to the Integration stage, you have hope for the Mahayana realm in the future."
Fang Xi praised him.
"Alas, no need to think about it, no need to think about it. . ."
Shi Yu Shu politely responded, then drained the fine wine in his cup.
...
Late at night.
Fang Xi returned to his cave abode, circulated his cultivation art slightly, and the scent of wine on him instantly vanished without a trace.
"Three Yuan Gate. . . interesting."
He stroked his chin, a strange smile appearing at the corner of his lips.
If his previous inquiries were correct, Qi Hou was the mastermind behind this 'Three Yuan Gate'.For him to now take in Shi Yu Shu, it truly was a matter of fate.
Knowing his connection with Shi Yu Shu, yet choosing to conceal it and allow Shi Yu Shu to "accidentally" meet him, clearly contained a hint of calculation.
"It's just a pity that I always eat the sugar-coated bullet and send the cannonball back."
"What 'Little Shi'? We're not really acquainted. . ."
Over these five hundred years, there were quite a few cultivators he was vaguely familiar with who came to invite Fang Xi to explore hidden realms or to lend a hand in battles.
Fang Xi consistently refused, never stepping outside the spiritual mountain's boundaries.
The result was that among these cultivators, some struck it rich, some died, while others mysteriously vanished, their fates unknown. . .
For him, as long as he didn't gamble, he would never lose!
Therefore, no matter what Shi Yu Shu and Qi Hou were scheming, Fang Xi didn't care at all.
...
In the blink of an eye, another five hundred years passed.
Clink!
An Immortal Jade was tossed high into the air and then dropped into an 'Item-Storing Talisman'.
Inside this 'Item-Storing Talisman', a vast quantity of Immortal Jade piled up, resembling a small mountain.
"Gathering grains of sand to form a pagoda, accumulating fur to make a robe. . . A mountain does not refuse its soil, hence it can reach its height."
Fang Xi murmured.
Even if the annual income was minuscule, when multiplied by a time scale of five hundred or a thousand years, it would become terrifyingly immense.
"Is this the cultivation method of high-level cultivators?"
"If it were an immortal with eternal life, to what terrifying extent would their foundation and accumulation be?"
He walked out of his cave abode, determined his direction, and arrived at the terrace.
Then.
Swoosh!
A verdant light shimmered, enveloping Fang Xi completely, transforming into a streak of escape light that vanished into the sky.
After a thousand years in Golden Bamboo Sea, he finally chose to venture out!
If Qi Hou and Gong Jiu Jin were to witness this scene, one wondered if they would feel tears welling up in their eyes?
'My Mahayana Immortal Lightning Tribulation is about to arrive. '
Within a spiritual mountain, one was naturally not permitted to undergo tribulation anywhere they pleased; there were designated areas, which even came with a fee.
However, for such a private matter as undergoing tribulation, most cultivators preferred to find a secluded spot outside and resolve it alone.
This was especially true for those like Fang Xi, who harbored secrets.
Outside Golden Bamboo Sea, there were countless spiritual veins scattered everywhere.
Numerous small sects and minor families were established here, providing a large amount of raw materials and reserve labor for the spiritual mountain.
If one could cultivate an Return to Void cultivator and send them to the spiritual mountain for 'further study', it would truly be an unparalleled honor.
'Hmm. . . are Qi Hou's various small sects also within this range? '
Fang Xi's thoughts stirred, but he didn't ponder it further. He chose a desolate area, employed earth, art, and delved deep underground to an unknown depth.
Then, his figure shimmered with silver light and vanished from sight. . .
...
Earthly Immortal World.
Demon Race territory.
Above a plain.
Xun Lao Mo stood with his hands behind his back, gazing south.
"What. . . is Daoist Xun reminiscing about the vast majority of the Demon Race territory that was severed?"
A voice drifted over.
A flash of earthy-yellow light appeared on the ground, revealing Wei Tong Ya's figure.
He was still short and unsightly, but his body was enveloped in a hazy yellow sand.
Upon closer inspection, one would realize that within those divine sands seemed to reside tiny worlds, inscribed with numerous Heavenly Demon texts, each grain possessing immeasurable weight.
"Wei Tong Ya, of the seven great sages of the Demon Race back then, I never thought that after a thousand years, it would still be you who achieved the True Spirit body!"
Xun Lao Mo replied with an unchanging expression: "It seems a significant portion of the foundation the Demon Race took with them back then is now within you."
"Most of my clan's treasures have fallen into human hands. For me to advance to the Mahayana realm, it truly exhausted the last bit of my clan's reserves. . ."
Wei Tong Ya's pea-like eyes gazed at Xun Lao Mo: "If my Demon Race is like this, how much better can the Demon Race be? All of this is naturally because of the Human Race! Although 'Qing He Zi' killed several True Spirits of our race, I have to admit that the 'Heaven-Connecting Spirit Tablet' system he established is very beneficial to the Human Race's development. . . I reckon it won't take even ten thousand years for them to completely digest it. The Human Race now has two Mahayana cultivators, they have fully emerged from the shadows of the great war, and are on the verge of a prosperous era. This prosperous era, however, is built upon the countless bones of our Demon and Monster Races!"
Xun Lao Mo sneered, then said: "So, what do you plan to do? Shall our two races unite and fight the Human Race again?"
"Unity is certainly necessary, as for fighting the Human Race again?"
Wei Tong Ya gave a tragic smile: "As long as Qing He Zi remains with the Human Race for even a day, I will never entertain such a foolish idea."
"Hehe. . . " Xun Lao Mo suddenly chuckled: "If you had just said you wanted to start a war now, this old man would have directly taken you down and offered you to the Human Race as a token of surrender!"
"As long as Qing He Zi is still here, the Human Race is invincible. But he will always either die under the Immortal Lightning Tribulation or ascend. . ."
Wei Tong Ya spoke eloquently, a spark of wisdom flickering in his small eyes: "Our Demon Race has a long lifespan; we can endure. . . Even if my generation doesn't see it, we can pass this hope to the next generation. . . Father passes it to son, son to grandson, eventually, the day will come when Qing He Zi is outlasted!"
"I'm afraid by then, the Human Race's grand destiny will be fully formed. " Xun Lao Mo sighed faintly.
"Therefore, I came to find fellow Daoist. Our Demon and Monster Races should now secretly form an alliance, silently accumulate strength, and await the 'Heavenly Change' in the future! " Wei Tong Ya lowered his voice.
"Heavenly Change? " Xun Lao Mo murmured, looking south.
Currently, Qing He Zi was the 'Heaven' of the Earthly Immortal World!
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