Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 730 - 730 729 Lady Su Ji 1

730: Chapter 729: Lady Su Ji 1 730: Chapter 729: Lady Su Ji 1 Hou Niao became increasingly astonished the further he walked, for in this expanse of felt tents, children bustled in and out with hardly any adults in sight; among the few adults present, he noticed many dressed in Grassland attire, but their behavior, gestures, and speech all revealed the mannerisms of those from the Central Plains.

From some tents came the crisp and awkward sounds of children reading, as well as the aroma of food…

When he fully extended his Divine Sense, he vaguely guessed what was going on.

Dong Fangfei led him to a tent that was neither large nor ostentatious but exceptionally sturdy and well-constructed, “This is my home here.

You can stay here for the time being.

Feel free to ask for anything you need.

I can probably satisfy your requirements.”

Hou Niao reached out, playfully tilting her chin upward, “The long night makes sleep elusive, so at night, I’ll need the most beautiful girl from the Kham Left Banner to keep me company…”

The woman spun around gracefully, leaving a fragrant breeze around his nose, and had already whirled out of the tent, “Consider it arranged!”

The interior decorations of the tent clearly belonged to a woman’s boudoir, adorned with lavish taste.

Unlike Bai Qingqian’s subtlety, Dong Fangfei displayed her Daoist lineage without reservation, which was quite forthright.

Not paying too much attention to the furnishings inside, for a Cultivator these things were unimportant; he stepped out of the tent, became part of the crowd in the camp; for someone who prided himself on being close to life’s simple rhythms, this was not difficult.

With his abilities, some things became self-evident, even though he still did not know the secrets behind them, but at least he understood the surface.

He wandered aimlessly around the camp while Dong Fangfei busied herself with her own matters.

Late at night, when the Grassland people finished their songs and dances and went to bed, he too completed his evening Cultivation and began to reflect on his journey at the year’s end.

The battles in the small world were not worth mentioning, and the strength of ordinary True Disciples no longer incited his desire to fight.

Now, only those Constellation True Inheritors were his equals in combat.

He had contended with Tang Yan of the Heavenly Kui Star in a life-or-death struggle and was evenly matched; he had traveled with Xiang Anshi of the Heavenly Sea Star for several months and held deep wariness; he had a brief encounter with Han Tiangang of the Heavenly Gang Star, whose Thunder Skill left a deep impression on him.

Against these three, he did not falter, but neither was he certain—it was the actual situation he found himself in.

By extension, all of the twelve Constellation True Inheritors likely possessed formidable strength, and none had an unearned reputation.

In other words, the Heavenly Heart Pavilion’s discernment was exceedingly sharp, they may not intervene in each Daoist sect’s selection of True Inheritors, but they held absolute sway over the Constellation True Inheritors.

This was not merely a simple ranking; there was substantial substance behind it.

But he did not want to inquire about the secrets of the Heavenly Heart Pavilion, nor was he interested in finding out how they identified these twelve capable Constellation True Inheritors.

That was too distant from him.

His concern was to attain the status of an ordinary True Inheritor first, then consider what comes after.

The application of the Five Elements Mysterious Light in combat was his only gain.

In the Cultivation World, there was no Divine Skill that granted invincibility from birth.

All methods must be tested in practice and honed through battle.

The kind of omnipotence described in storybooks did not exist.

Energy must be balanced, so wielding it is a process of decomposing and converting the Five Elements Power.

It just appears to be swept away due to the speed of the Mysterious Light, but in reality, it’s a process of dissolving, just like Dai Xun’s Refining Furnace Star Sand.

In wielding the Five Elements Mysterious Light, he uncovered a secret; simply sweeping away ordinary Artifact Treasures provided limited benefit to the Mysterious Light.

But if it was used on extraordinary things, the power of the Mysterious Light significantly increased, like with Refining Furnace Star Sand, which greatly aided his Five Elements Mysterious Light—to such an extent that he wanted to tempt Dai Xun to continue betting, but the man turned cowardly and was unprovoked.

The reason for such a disparity, he surmised, could only be one plausible explanation—the material of Refining Furnace Star Sand originated from Outer Space!

Only treasures from Outer Space could bring the most substantial benefit to his Five Elements Mysterious Light, but he would not consider directly applying this method to the Five Elements Spiritual Pearl; he feared his Five Elements Mysterious Light wouldn’t affect the Spiritual Pearl and might instead be absorbed by it.

However, there was a reliable approach—that was to collect as many of these treasures from Outer Space as possible and then sweep them away.

Wasn’t that a bit too wasteful?

To enhance the power of his Five Elements Mysterious Light, there were two directions to explore: one was comprehension, which required persistent efforts, and the other was energy, necessitating both his own Cultivation Realm and treasures from Outer Space.

This was what he gained from helping the Heavenly Heart Pavilion in battle.

Of course, the guidance from the blind man was equally important, as was learning about the cultivation of the Qi Stone Orchid, which taught him many principles.

If someone else had such a fortunate encounter, they would surely focus on how to spend time and effort to cultivate the Qi Stone Orchid.

Success would lead to the independent formation of the Wood Element Mysterious Light.

But he did not think this way.

He felt that even if he failed in cultivation, he had still learned a lot; there were countless paths ahead, and there was no need to cling to just one.

Time is the greatest enemy of a Cultivator.

His priority was to achieve his goals in the shortest possible time, not to spend all his time cultivating the Qi Stone Orchid just for the sake of the Wood Element Mysterious Light.

It wasn’t about the value but rather that he lacked sufficient time right now.

First, he would experience the Earth Spirit Pearl, which offered tangible benefits, and then revisit the rest later.

Considering the upcoming conflict for the True Inheritance was drawing closer, he doubted whether he would have time to cultivate a flower or plant in the future.

Currently positioned within the ranks of Sikong Mansion, no one could guarantee what the next moment might bring or if an assignment might suddenly be imposed on him—the lack of control over his own fate was undeniable.

Upon reflection, he felt his Cultivation was constantly advancing through such experiences.

He relished this feeling, and now, what else could this Fairy Fangfei bring to him?

A presence approached from outside the door.

Lifting the tent flap, a lithe figure slipped in, entirely swathed in the Grassland’s most traditional cloak, except for the familiar scent emanating from her.

“Is the visitor the most beautiful girl from the Kham Left Banner?”

“And the loveliest flower of the Grassland, too!”

The woman was confident in herself, and rightfully so; she had the credentials to back it up.

In the Harmony Dao sect renowned throughout the Cultivation World, where countless beautiful Immortals abounded, which aspect could be lacking for someone who had become the First True Disciple?

Hou Niao smiled faintly, considering how homegrown and wild flowers each had their distinct charm.

The best way to maintain one’s appetite was variety and not to stick to a monotonous diet.

He picked up a piece of cloth, covering his face with it, and instantly a grotesque visage with a donkey face appeared before the woman.

Knowing full well it was him, she couldn’t help but cry out in alarm, and just as she attempted to flee, she was seized by an iron vice-like grasp and thrown onto the soft furred couch within the tent!

“Don’t run, Goddess Suji…”

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