Star Sky Professional
Chapter 694 - 592 Ten Years

Chapter 694: Chapter 592 Ten Years

Qingyu Garden.

Inside the treehouse.

Fang Xing set down a book, which contained the beginner benefits and the subsequent content of the Green Wood Skill.

Unfortunately, this cultivation technique could only be cultivated up to the Middle Realm of Dao Foundation; further cultivation required Divine Abilities to break through to the Post Realm of Dao Foundation.

According to the information he just inquired at the Scripture Collection Pavilion, such Divine Abilities were quite expensive, requiring roughly ten thousand merit points.

If he calculated based on the contribution he earned as the Medicine Garden Manager, it would take about a hundred years to accumulate.

’No wonder few people are willing to become the Medicine Garden Manager; it’s safe, but indeed one earns scant merit points...’

’Divine Abilities, hm? Quite interesting as well...’

This time visiting the Scripture Collection Pavilion, Fang Xing also specifically looked for materials suitable for the ’Verdant’ Dao Foundation.

It was unclear whether it was a lack of clearance, but all he saw was ’Grasshead God’, a combination of two fake Divine Skills, capable of summoning ’Three Thousand Shapeshifts’, also known as ’Scattering Beans to Form Soldiers’ or ’Growing Grass to Form Soldiers’, which could cause terrifying damage even during a raid on Qingmu Ridge.

But, it didn’t quite meet his expectations.

’The combination between fake Divine Skills... quite interesting indeed.’

’Still, if I spend a lot of time, combining it with the materials on ’Grasshead God’... I should be able to deduce Divine Abilities more suitable for ’Verdant’?’

’But perhaps it’s best to leave it for now; summoning three thousand Grasshead Gods seems good too... or maybe wait until I see more suitable Divine Abilities in the future?’

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

Druid’s Nature Perception allowed him to know that Fei Changnong had never given up on monitoring him.

However, he truly had no ill intentions.

’Let time prove everything... Although an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time, for some, time is the least valuable asset...’

...

Time flew by.

In an instant, ten years had passed.

Qingmu Ridge, Qingyu Garden.

Fei Changnong flew into the gorge and couldn’t help but pause.

He had visited Qingyu Garden a few times before but had never felt there were so many Evergreen Trees here...

Combining it with the information he received, he couldn’t help but sigh: ’This brother Fang really loves planting trees...’

Upon arriving at the entrance of the medicine garden, he saw Fang Xing already waiting with three others, including Meng Tiandong.

"Brother Fei, please!"

At Qingyu Garden, Fang Xing once again embraced his nature, dressing in animal skins with a crown of tree branches on his head, some branches and leaves untrimmed.

"Brother, you..."

Fei Changnong couldn’t bear to look directly, and entered the medicine garden: "Hmm?"

As the Vice Hall Master of Shennong Hall, proficient in the art of Spiritual Farming, he felt this medicine garden had thrived more than before.

’It seems this brother of mine is indeed a good Spiritual Farmer...’

Fei Changnong sighed inwardly, first checking the status of the millennium-old Evergreen Trees, then formally asked: "Have the herbs for these ten years been prepared?"

"Naturally!"

Fang Xing clapped his hands, and Meng Tiandong and the others came over carrying trays.

"Thirty Qingyu Grass, twenty Azure Dragon Flowers, ten Three-Life Fruits... Brother Fei, do check the year and potency?"

Fei Changnong examined each one before putting them in his Flying Squirrel Bag: "Hmm, the years are sufficient, the potency perfect... all are top grade, according to the sect’s rules, you gain 130 merit points."

He pulled out a Jade Token, asking Fang Xing to produce his disciple token and slid it across.

On the back of Fang Xing’s token, stars of merit appeared.

As for Meng Tiandong and the others, they earned about ten times less, gaining roughly ten merit points.

"Haha... You’ve done well, keep up the good work."

Fei Changnong exchanged pleasantries, drank a few cups of spiritual tea, and prepared to leave.

Yet, Fang Xing spoke: "After this round, I’d like to take a few days off to visit Poison Dragon Slope..."

"That’s simple, I’ll give you a half-month break."

Fei Changnong chuckled.

...

Several days later.

Poison Dragon Slope.

Lv Feng, looking middle-aged, appeared gloomy and not at all happy.

Because ever since Fei Yong became the head of the Fei Family, he’s started to suppress Poison Dragon Slope.

After all, the Fei Family and Poison Dragon Slope both reside in Qingli Swamp; despite previous good relations, now neither can tolerate the other.

Lv Feng felt the same; with family interests at stake, neither family head could avoid confrontation.

The result naturally was the Lu Family’s defeat, looking dejected and beaten.

If Fei Yong hadn’t held back out of concern, the East Peak branch of the Lu Family at Poison Dragon Slope might have been wiped out.

More crucially, after the Lu Family suffered losses, Lv Feng began scheming to secretly encroach upon the ten thousand acres of bamboo forest on the west slope to compensate.

And then tragically, the black snake severely injured him with a tail strike...

Only at this point did he realize Fang Xing’s subordinate snake had reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing!

After all his planning, he couldn’t even defeat the other party’s pet.

While feeling melancholic, Lv Feng saw a verdant light descending.

He was stunned and then stepped forward to bow respectfully: "Uncle Fang..."

"Hmm."

Fang Xing casually slapped him.

Slap!

The Lu Family witnessed their family head transforming into a black shadow, smashing into a wall.

"Uncle Fang, please spare my life..."

Lv Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, but he didn’t care about his own injuries and quickly begged for mercy.

"Hmph, if I hadn’t gone to the West Slope, I wouldn’t have known you dared to encroach on my interests?"

Fang Xing sneered.

Those from the Lv family were initially shocked, and then immediately pretended not to hear, going about their own business.

When elders discipline juniors, that’s not a big deal!

Moreover, the Family Head may not want them to hear this.

"I was momentarily lost in greed..."

Lv Feng only felt a mouthful of bitterness.

"Hmph, if it happens again, there’s no need to keep the Lv family."

Fang Xing let out a cold snort and swept away without turning back.

Actually, this was just an act.

If Lv Feng could enter the Ten Thousand Acres Bamboo Forest, that would be truly laughable.

After all, the most formidable beings in the bamboo forest now weren’t the black snakes or those papermen, but the little ginseng spirit Little Qing!

Fang Xing took a few steps and arrived at a courtyard.

"Granny Liu, look who has come to visit you?"

Several members of the Hu family saw Fang Xing and happily welcomed him into the courtyard.

"Hu Liuniang, greetings to Senior Fang."

Not long after, Hu Liuniang appeared, her face covered with a veil, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, and her hair was half black and half white.

"Cough cough... It’s kind of Fellow Daoist Fang to still remember me."

She spoke, her voice carrying a hint of dryness.

Fang Xing frowned, sensing a decayed aura, and sighed inwardly.

No matter how good the Beauty Pill is, it is useless when a cultivator’s lifespan is nearing its end.

Watching old friends become decrepit while he himself remains full of vitality is indeed a strange feeling.

Hu Liuniang, who was quite famous for her beauty in her youth, now covered her face with a cloth, presumably not feeling too well either.

"I sought the Dao at Qingmu Ridge, and it happens to be my ten-year turn for a break... the next reunion might be ten years later."

Fang Xing exclaimed.

"By then, my sister from the Song family and I might not be around..."

Hu Liuniang said, "Sister Song is smarter than me; now her grandson has become the Family Head of the Fei Family, something beyond dreams... Haha, Brother was wise all his life, but in the end, he wasn’t as free-spirited as Sister Fifth..."

"Follow your heart, and you won’t regret."

Fang Xing chatted a bit more, feeling uninterested, immediately took his leave, and upon leaving the courtyard, waved his sleeve, transforming into streaks of green light that vanished without a trace.

...

The Qingli Swamp used to be mostly barren mountains and dangerous waters.

However, after the five families reclaimed the land back then, decades of persistent transformation have turned part of the region into wasteland free of poisonous mists.

Fang Xing descended his tunneling light, standing on a rocky reef.

After a moment, someone arrived, riding Gang Qi—it’s Fei Yong.

Quite different from the middle-aged Lv Feng with unfulfilled ambitions, Fei Yong, young and successful, was full of aspirations.

Currently, his cultivation indeed reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing.

"Greetings, Uncle Master!"

He landed on the reef and directly saluted.

"Not bad, not bad, indeed at the ninth level of Qi Sensing... and not just a recent breakthrough, your accumulation is very deep."

Fang Xing glanced over and nodded.

"This is all thanks to Uncle Master."

Fei Yong behaved very respectfully.

After all, he had a large family to support him, and even if the Fei Family had declined somewhat, a lean camel is bigger than a horse; supporting his Qi Sensing Realm cultivation was not much of an issue.

"Haha, truly eloquent, having become Family Head and married a girl from the Pan family, your social skills have greatly improved."

Fang Xing praised and tossed over a jade bottle.

Fei Yong caught it and saw it was indeed the ’Dao Foundation Pill’ he yearned for, overjoyed and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Uncle Master, for the pill. Rest assured, Uncle Master... I will protect the Ten Thousand Acres Bamboo Forest at Poison Dragon Slope."

He didn’t mention the Lv Family at all, obviously disgusted by them before.

"Hmm, that will do."

Fang Xing naturally wouldn’t stand for Lv Feng, and after advising Fei Yong on some Dao Foundation experiences, he said, "I’ve taken leave from the Sect for a while, I will return now, anticipating the good news of your Dao Foundation success..."

Fei Yong remained bowed until Fang Xing’s tunneling light completely disappeared, then straightened his body; ’Indeed... truly this easy, Uncle Fang is trustworthy...’

...

Fang Xing naturally didn’t know that simply keeping his promise made Fei Yong so grateful.

After canceling his leave, he returned to Qingyu Garden, notified Meng Tiandong, then returned to the tree house to continue his closed door cultivation.

"These ten years of cultivation... My Green Wood Skill is about to break through to the Dao Foundation Middle Realm..."

His face was surrounded by flickering green light, the shadows of bamboo swaying around.

"Once I reach the Dao Foundation Middle Realm, I can spend ten thousand merits, to exchange for the ’Fundamental Diagram of Divine Skills’..."

A Dao Foundation cultivator can have one fake divine skill, which is carried by one’s Dao Foundation. To pursue a second fake divine skill is very difficult, thus requires the assistance of the Fundamental Diagram.

This is a secret not passed down by the ten major sects of both righteous and evil paths, as the Fundamental Diagram’s materials are special and hard to replicate, even Dao Foundation families like the Fei Family don’t possess it.

That is to say, Dao Foundation families can at most train disciples to Dao Foundation Middle Realm; for advancement, they must send them to the Sect.

"I wonder, where did the first Fundamental Diagram in the world originate from?"

Fang Xing suddenly thought of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty: "Could it be... from those ’gods’?"