Star Sky Professional
Chapter 715 - 613: Rising to the Occasion

Chapter 715: Chapter 613: Rising to the Occasion

Qingmu Ridge.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west, and this day was as usual.

Fang Xing was planting an Evergreen Tree, and at this moment, he also felt a sense of urgency.

After the sapling was planted, he no longer hesitated and directly used his Divine Skills along with his [Plant Growth] talent.

In an instant!

The sapling grew robustly, expanding...

It seemed to mature a hundred years in a flash, turning into a century-old tree!

"Mature in an instant to a century?"

Beside him, several assisting disciples blinked in surprise: ’Such divine skills... are they not from Shennong Hall’s Hall Master?’

"The last node is also perfected..."

Fang Xing released his perception, seeing specks of green light spread throughout Qingmu Ridge.

In such a short time, it was impossible for him to plant Evergreen Trees all over Qingmu Ridge.

But many key nodes were influenced by him, combined with the existing wilderness forest and his natural affinity, it was enough to form a large ’Forest Holy Land’, encompassing the entire Sect.

’I wonder... who will stumble first under this setup?’

Fang Xing mused: ’However, it’s best to wait until I’m a level 20 Druid to say more...’

In the Druid profession, every 5 levels is a leap.

A level 20 Druid is equivalent to a Yang God True Monarch in this world!

If he had the Forest Holy Land for support, even facing Middle Realm Yang Gods, or even Post Realm great cultivators, he would not fear.

At this moment, an urgent bell rang out!

It was intense and brief... it soon rang forty-nine times.

Not only that!

The bell showed no signs of stopping, continuing like a death knell.

"What?"

An expression of surprise appeared on Fang Xing’s face as he rode a Tunneling Light to the Ancestral Hall.

Now, most of Qingmu Ridge’s forces were on the front lines, leaving few cultivators in the Ancestral Hall.

He glanced around, recognizing only Fei Yong and Min Zinnong, nodding in greeting.

Fei Yong naturally greeted him with a smile, while Min Zinnong, who had been transferred, had no conflict of interest with him and also returned a smile.

Fang Xing looked forward, his eye twitching slightly.

Two of the three Green Jade Cushions were vacant, leaving only Qing Yunzi.

However, the strongest Yin God Zhenren of Qingmu Ridge looked quite disheveled, with a weak aura indicating severe injury, and even the wooden sword behind him was snapped.

His demeanor no longer calm, instead bearing a look of shock and fear, like a startled bird.

A flash of green light appeared, and the form of the Qingmu Ancestor emerged, his expression grim, also showing a trace of fear and confusion in his eyes.

"No more nonsense, the front line is finished, immediately initiate the ’Flame Plan’... all disciples, scatter and break through."

The Qingmu Ancestor waved his hand, seemingly exhausted.

"What?"

These words were earth-shattering!

"How did the front line supported by the ten righteous and evil Sects lose?"

Fei Yong stood up, disregarding hierarchy, bewildered.

’Sure enough, defeated, and not just defeated, but a crushing defeat... doesn’t the Qingmu Ancestor even expect to hold the fort, opting instead for a full breakout?’

Fang Xing pondered.

Qingmu Ridge has the Grass and Trees Array, which performed averagely in the last battle against the Blood Shadow Sect, but back then, the Qingmu Ancestor hadn’t acted, intending to preserve strength.

Theoretically, the Mountain Protection Array of such a Great Sect, if fully unleashed, could hold a Yang God True Monarch at bay for quite some time.

With the Qingmu Ancestor, a Yang God Initial Realm, presiding, it could withstand the siege of several cultivators of the same level!

But now, everything has to be abandoned!

Below was chaotic, yet the Qingmu Ancestor closed his eyes, unwilling to say more.

Qing Yunzi spoke dejectedly: "It’s over! All over... the Left Emissary of the Killing Life Sect turned out to be a Yang God Post Realm great cultivator, not only that, he also brought a Divine Artifact... On the battlefield, directly captured and killed the Yang God Middle Realm ancestor of the Feijian Sect, and the Yang God ancestor and Yang God corpse refining of the Corpse Chasing Sect... Our other several Yang God True Monarchs, defeated altogether even working together!"

With these words, all the cultivators fell silent, as if choked like ducks.

"Yang God Post Realm?"

Min Zinnong murmured: "There’s no such great cultivator in the entire Outer World."

Among the ten righteous and evil Sects, the Feijian Sect was reputedly the strongest, precisely due to the presence of a Yang God Middle Realm ancestor, who was even a Sword Cultivator!

But even such a great ability, was captured in a single battle?

Min Zinnong suddenly realized: "What about my uncle?"

His uncle was currently on the front lines!

It’s a tearful tale; the Hall Master Min had a sense of crisis seeing Fang Xing advancing to Dao Foundation Post Realm.

Even with a gentleman’s agreement, he feared Fang Xing tearing faces to seize the Hall Master’s position.

Thus, he actively went to the front lines, making appearances before the Sect’s high-ranking members, while accumulating battle achievements.

Given his cultivation, as long as he was cautious and avoided a major defeat, the danger wasn’t too great.

But who would have thought he would encounter a great danger of complete annihilation?

In contrast, Fang Xing focused on logistical support within the Sect and never went to the battlefield.

Even if considered a coward, he accepted it.

Looking back now, it seemed particularly wise.

Qing Yunzi’s mouth twitched, as if chewing a bitter fruit: "The Killing Life Sect secretly arranged a super-large-scale ritual, within its range, two of our Yin Gods, plus numerous Dao Foundation and Qi Sensing disciples... not one survived!"

Even he nearly lost his life, if not for a helping hand from the ancestor, he might have perished altogether.

"Alright, time is of the essence. The Feijian Sect has already been destroyed, the Killing Life Sect is attacking the Mountain Gate of the Corpse Chasing Sect, and will be sweeping through Qingmu Ridge as well..."

The ancestor of Qingmu suddenly opened his eyes, as if two flashes of lightning streaked through the void: "Let’s split up and break through immediately..."

In fact, the true core and treasures of the sect had already begun to be moved.

The reason he ordered these disciples to scatter and escape was merely to increase their targets, ensuring the safety of the true flames.

’Yes, first destroy the Feijian Sect, then attack the Corpse Chasing Sect, and casually sweep through Qingmu Ridge... truly swallowing a thousand miles like a tiger!’

Fang Xing mused to himself, with a stirring thought: ’Could this be my chance?’

He stepped out of line, deeply bowing: "Ancestor... I have not long to live, willing to die defending Qingmu Ridge to buy time for our fellow disciples."

"What?"

Upon these words, not only Fei Yong and Qingyuzi, even the Qingmu Ancestor glanced at Fang Xing.

He had always paid little attention to this disciple, but with a Post Realm Dao Foundation Cultivation, if paired with the array, he might indeed be of some use, able to delay the onslaught of the Killing Life Sect.

’Unexpectedly, within five steps, there is always fragrant grass... At the moment of the sect’s destruction, to see such loyalty, it’s a pity... it seems his days are numbered...’

The Qingmu Ancestor nodded in the dark. At the fall of great powers, those willing to accompany to the grave are often the elderly.

The first reason is that the elders have spent more time with the sect, and secondly, they naturally have not many good days left.

Rather than dying a coward’s death, better to go out with a bang!

"Senior Brother..."

Fei Yong looked at Fang Xing in amazement, feeling as if he had to reevaluate this elder cultivator.

Min Zinnong felt moved, yet also a bit ashamed.

But in his prime, he certainly wouldn’t stay behind to die with the sect.

"Disciple is willing!"

"Disciple also willing..."

After Fang Xing stepped out, a few more Dao Foundation cultivators came forward, all ancient, with not many years left to live.

Even their cultivation was not as high as Fang Xing’s.

"Good, for your contributions to the sect, I won’t forget!"

The Qingmu Ancestor naturally went along and gave Qingyuzi a sweeping glance.

Qingyuzi coughed, a blue Token appearing in his hand: "This is the Token of the Sect Leader of our sect... Fang Xing!"

"Disciple is here."

Fang Xing stepped forward.

"I pass this Token to you. With it, you can operate the grass-and-trees-are-soldiers array... From this day forward, you are the thirty-sixth Sect Leader of Qingmu Sect."

"I obey."

Fang Xing seemed to take a deep breath and accepted the Token.

This Sect Leader Token was entirely blue, as if carved from green wood, carrying a faint scent of vegetation.

As his palm caressed the Token, his heart secretly mocked: ’Good... very good, let’s all part on good terms. The strength of Qingmu Ridge is now mine. Even if you later demand it back, it won’t be returned...’

Once the great position is passed on, it is not easily taken back, specifically referring to Emperor Huizong and Emperor Qinzong of Song, as well as Emperor Xuanzong and Emperor Suzong of Tang...

...

The actions of Qingmu Ridge were swift.

In just an hour, countless Tunneling Lights flew out of the mountains, escaping in different directions.

The entire sect instantly became cold and desolate.

In many places, chaos was evident, with traces of smashing, looting, and burning.

To this, Fang Xing was indifferent.

After all, his only concern was planting trees, and at the time of escape, most disciples were scrambling for Spiritual Medicine, Spirit Pills, talismanic money, Magic Artifacts, and other easily carried items, no one thought of cutting a few trees to carry away.

Outside the Ancestral Hall, Fang Xing looked at the remaining Qi Sensing disciples.

Yes, when great danger is imminent, each flies on their own. Now, at the sect’s destruction, scarcely any dared to stay and die with the sect.

But among them, there were a few who didn’t look so old, which made Fang Xing slightly curious.

He glanced at the Dao Foundation cultivators with him and singled out one person: "Fei Yong, why are you still here?"

"I’ve already sent a message for my family to flee. I naturally follow Grandpa Fang."

Fei Yong seemed to hold the wisdom bead, his eyes blinking with determined brilliance, transmitted: "Grandpa Fang... if there’s anything, just say it, I’m following you."

"You... don’t think I’m planning to surrender, do you?"

Fang Xing chuckled, almost amused: "That would truly be the case of being too clever for your own good."

He began to understand why some of the not-so-old disciples insisted on staying, it was because they knew fleeing was a gamble of nine deaths and one life, wanting to directly surrender.

Even though the Killing Life Sect was rumored not to take prisoners, but what if?

Those who tread the path of cultivation never lack the courage to take a gamble at critical moments.

If it weren’t for the dreadful reputation of the Killing Life Sect, there would be ten times, a hundred times more like Fei Yong!

"Moreover... the Qingmu Ancestor wouldn’t watch us surrender either."

Fang Xing took out the Green Wood Order, exerting slight force.

The Token shattered on cue, revealing a wisp of blood light: "See this? It’s a hidden sacrifice array... When activated, all of us left behind will be the sacrifice, our essence blood and souls to amplify the array’s power, just to delay the Killing Life Sect a bit longer..."

"Those cursed..."

Fei Yong’s eyes widened, yet he had nothing to say.

After all, he ’voluntarily’ chose to remain and perished with the sect!

With a sliver of hope, he looked at Fang Xing: "Grandpa Fang, why did you stay then?"

He refused to believe Fang Xing was foolishly loyal!

Fang Xing chuckled, no longer concealing his presence, a wave of Yin God exuding: "I’ve already practiced Yin God, achieving the Divine Skill of blood and flesh derivation, naturally having sent my essence blood outside early on..."

Fei Yong: "..."