Star Sky Professional
Chapter 709 - 607: Life Demon

Chapter 709: Chapter 607: Life Demon

"Many thanks to Steward Shishu for your assistance."

Yu Santian helped Yu Hua up. He seemed to have aged decades in an instant, his spirit drained away, yet he forced himself to thank Fang Xing.

Yu Hua’s failure to break through to the Dao Foundation meant all the years of effort the Yu family had invested had gone to waste. Considering his age, not spitting out a mouthful of old blood was already a testament to his strong will and excellent Qi Cultivation Technique.

"Mm, one failure doesn’t mean anything, there will be more opportunities in the future."

Fang Xing comforted casually.

He had already decided not to support Yu Hua’s ascension to the Dao Foundation, but a few comforting words were necessary.

At this moment, he looked towards the direction of the valley entrance: "Your Master Fei is here, go and welcome him."

It was about time for the decennial harvest.

Fang Xing sensed Fei Changnong’s aura and was somewhat surprised, as the man should have already passed away. Fang Xing was even waiting to attend his feast.

Fang Xing led his people to the entrance of Qingyu Garden and saw Fei Changnong riding a verdant Tunneling Light, slowly descending.

"Huh?"

Fang Xing was again internally surprised.

Fei Changnong still appeared feeble and aged, but the decay and death that cloaked him had dissipated by more than half. He was like those spirited elderly people who are well-maintained and could live another ten or even dozens of years.

’Something’s amiss... he is using some secret technique for concealment.’

’If I weren’t a Yin God Real Entity with exceptionally strong perception, I might have been deceived... Generally, a Yin God Real Entity wouldn’t see through it.’

He stepped forward to salute: "I apologize for troubling Master Fei to come, Shidi feels unworthy..."

"Hehe, it’s no trouble."

Fei Changnong forced out a faint smile: "This is the old man’s duty..."

Fang Xing noticed his deliberately troubled expression and asked a few questions accordingly.

Fei Changnong sighed again: "Alas... your Sister Hong has already gone... She was concerned about my lifespan and heard that a workshop had an auction for a Life Extension Elixir effective even on the Dao Foundation and went to inquire about it. Who knew... she would never return!"

"Shixiong... take care, surely Sister Hong did not wish for this."

Fang Xing hurriedly comforted him with a few words, taking the opportunity to pat his arm.

In an instant, he felt goosebumps.

’There is an anomaly in his body’s life vitality. Although the aura blends, it indeed belongs to an outsider...’

’Fei Changnong has changed, becoming a "Longevity Demon" by any means to extend his lifespan!’

In this world, truly cost-free means to extend the lifespan of a High Rank cultivator are extremely precious.

Other methods mostly have very terrifying side effects.

Fang Xing knew Fei Changnong probably schemed against his Dao companion, using Dual Cultivation Technique to siphon lifespan.

Just like what Tao Hong’s Dao companion from the Blood Shadow Sect did.

Moreover, as it does not correspond with the Dao Foundation, the conditions for implementation are harsher, and side effects more severe.

’Sister Hong was, after all, Fei Changnong’s Dao companion. After years of cultivation, their aura and True Yuan were intertwined, hence her lifespan could be plundered... Even so, the waste was great, leaving even a third would be good...’

’If it were a random Dao Foundation female cultivator captured, leaving even ten percent would be a divine favor...’

’Moreover, cultivating such an evil longevity Divine Skill, the spirit gradually becomes deranged, turning into a "Longevity Demon!"’

A Longevity Demon, willing to pay any price for lifespan!

Dao companions can be killed, descendants can be sold, nothing is off-limits, even becoming a shell of one’s former self.

’The world is truly unpredictable...’

Fang Xing watched Fei Changnong counting the Spiritual Medicine with a smile, yet he was reminded of the scene from decades ago.

Though seemingly the same person, the core had changed a long time ago.

’Even just over a decade ago, Fei Changnong sacrificed his own lifespan to protect his Dao companion, how could there be such a drastic change?’

’No, it must be dragging the decrepit body, feeling the daily aging, and death’s approach continuously... eventually driven mad and collapsed by this state.’

Fang Xing hadn’t experienced it but knew facing one’s continuous aging was terrifying!

The body turns into a cage for the soul, continually aging, losing...

’Immediate death, many people don’t fear, but slow and painful death is more tormenting than immediate death, enough to crush anyone’s sanity...’

"These Spiritual Medicines, in total, are over five hundred Merits. Shixiong will count it as six hundred for you. Shidi still needs to work hard..."

Fei Changnong spoke earnestly.

Fang Xing’s Concealing Breath Skill had reached Perfect Grandmaster level. After incorporating other aura-concealing Magic Techniques learned, he had long hidden his own aura to perfection.

In Fei Changnong’s view, although Fang Xing seemed young, his life vitality also had a flavor of a candle flickering in the wind.

His encouragement was very suspicious.

’A Longevity Demon would spare no cost to acquire resources to extend life... perhaps eyeing my inheritance, hoping to eat my heirless belongings?’

Fang Xing recalled Fei Changnong’s earlier hint and internally sneered at his suggestion of underreporting the yield to gain a large amount of Merit.

’No, this obsession, he might have had it long ago... and now after becoming a demon, it has been amplified a hundredfold.’

’In other words, unless he consumes my heirless belongings, his wishes will not be fulfilled?’

Watching Fei Changnong leave, Fang Xing shook his head, instructing each medicine garden disciple to attend to their tasks.

Hmm, nowadays many excellent disciples were transferred, Meng Tiandong was dead, and the medicine garden’s old hand had become Yu Santian.

Although Yu Hua had just failed the breakthrough, Yu Santian still forced himself to organize daily farming duties.

Fang Xing glanced around, feeling it was acceptable, then returned to his treehouse.

Now having advanced to a Level 17 Druid, he gained additional specialties. Although the talent for [Wilderness Transformation] was not as evident as [Tree Shepherd], it was still something.

’A Level 17 Druid is already considered a High Order Druid.’

’The specialization of [Super Mini Transformation] is similarly simple.’

Fang Xing pondered for a moment, a spherical white paper ball appearing in his hand.

If observed closely, it would be revealed to be a Paper House.

The Paper House was intricately carved and painted, extraordinarily exquisite, with its own mystical interior where paper men were diligently working.

They were pre-processing some talisman paper; some were even crafting paper armor and paper soldiers...

Not far away, there was an already armed paper army, led by a Paper General, vaguely forming a military formation.

——The Enchanted Paper House Cave!

"The Paper Folding Skill, I have fully mastered it."

After all, it was a Cave Mansion that he cultivated with his own power. Compared to the kind of patched-together heritage seen in the Blood Shadow Sect, its capabilities far surpassed those.

Yet Fang Xing was unwilling to pursue solely the path of Paper Folding, opting to merge his Yin God with the Enchanted Paper House Cave.

Otherwise, merely relying on Paper Folding Technique, he could probably rival that great Yin God power Qingyuzi in Post Realm!

"Go!"

Fang Xing tossed the Paper House, with countless talisman papers sticking around the tree house.

In terms of space, his tree house was now replaced by the Enchanted Paper House Cave, turning it into a horrifying trap.

Even ordinary Yin God True Persons entering would probably gain nothing advantageous.

After completing all this, Fang Xing leisurely moved.

Whoosh!

——Wilderness Transformation!

In an instant, he transformed into an emerald-like beetle, flapping its wings, flying out of the tree house, even starting to leave the valley.

The Array at the valley entrance moved slightly, allowing a beetle to fly out without attracting any attention.

[Super Mini Transformation] had this perk: weak life force and low presence, avoiding drawing attention.

More importantly, this emerald beetle was a demonic insect that Fang Xing had painstakingly nurtured to mutate over decades!

Though it had no other talents, its abilities in concealment and array penetration had reached their peak!

The Grandmaster’s full-beast taming technique, paired with a Druid’s communication talent, was indeed terrifying!

Buzzing!

Fang Xing vibrated his wings, flying near Shennong Hall, arriving at a Cave Mansion.

"Small, small, small!"

In an instant, the emerald-like beetle shrank from the size of a fingernail to a sesame seed, its presence almost imperceptible.

After waiting for a moment, Fang Xing saw the array before him light up, as a disciple approached.

This disciple he recognized too, as Fei Changnong’s disciple, who had previously been assigned to the Medicine Garden but was transferred after the great tribulation ended.

Fang Xing lightly flew, landing on the corner of the disciple’s clothes, getting carried into the Cave Mansion.

He could sense that this disciple, having cultivated Mixed Element Qi, was trembling slightly.

As if about to face not a revered Master, but a peerless Demon instead.

"Ah, it’s Old Eighteen..."

In the Cave Mansion, Fei Changnong’s voice sounded, carrying a low chuckling tonality, like a night owl.

"Greetings, Master."

Old Eighteen immediately knelt upon seeing Fei Changnong.

"Is everything done?"

Fei Changnong sat before a purple sandalwood table, holding a rune pen, seemingly writing something without lifting his head to ask.

"It’s all done."

The disciple hurriedly replied, handing over a Flying Squirrel Bag with faint traces of blood.

"Not bad..."

Fei Changnong paused his writing, looking at the Flying Squirrel Bag, and sighed: "Your Uncle Hong has gone. I, too, am saddened. It’s just her few disciples were truly lackluster...murmuring some inexplicable words everywhere. Under my tutelage, the most important thing is loyalty!"

"The disciple shall wholeheartedly serve the Master."

The disciple immediately knelt to express loyalty.

"Hmm, go ahead, among your fellow disciples, you are the one I favor most... I don’t have many years left, this vast foundation and the Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects... all of it is yours."

Fei Changnong comforted him with a few words, raising his hand to let the disciple leave.

Fang Xing naturally settled like a speck of dust on the ground.

Before long, a few more disciples arrived, each handing over a Flying Squirrel Bag, then being fed big pancakes.

’So Fei Changnong says this to every disciple?’

’No wonder these disciples each, although fearful, also seemed excited, probably instructed to do some misdeeds in secret.’

Fang Xing watched as Fei Changnong opened each Flying Squirrel Bag, extracting some resources, a few items with faint blood aura, suspected to be from the Demon Path.

"Fang junior brother... why haven’t you died yet?"

Suddenly, Fei Changnong muttered to himself, arranging a few magic items to set up an altar.

He took out a piece of tattered animal skin corner, placed it on the altar, his expression becoming icy cold...