Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 1085 - 939: Fang Xian (Congratulations to League Master Qingfeng for Hearing the Drunken Immortal, Mingyue for Summoning Dreams Back)

Chapter 1085: Chapter 939: Fang Xian (Congratulations to League Master Qingfeng for Hearing the Drunken Immortal, Mingyue for Summoning Dreams Back)

The stars change positions, the years turn in cycles.

In the blink of an eye, another few thousand years have passed.

"Guest, here are this year’s accounts..."

Qi Min, with utmost respect, handed a ledger to Fang Xi for review.

At this moment, he appeared grey-haired and aged, a sign that was not auspicious.

High-ranking cultivators typically do not show such signs until the last phase of their lifespan.

Even without using the Kuyong Skills to sense lifespan, Fang Xi knew this old man’s end was near.

’It’s been almost ten thousand years, after all...’

’Even the master of Bliss Building has changed several times, from Master Xiao Yu to Tuo Tuo Da Shi, to Lord Red Lotus...’

’Even I have transcended the eight Mahayana Immortal Thunder calamities, only one step away from becoming an Earth Immortal.’

Fang Xi talked to himself.

"Hmm, the accounts are well managed... You’ve worked hard alone since Gong Jiujin left."

He looked at the accounts and nodded in approval.

"To serve the house, I’d face death without regrets..."

Qi Min’s wrinkled old face broke into a smile, showing his few remaining teeth.

He was expressing his loyalty here, but the other steward had long since vanished.

Gong Jiujin originally had a long life remaining, but owing too much Immortal Jade to his masters, he was forced to enter the dueling arena during a ten-thousand-year celebration, where he encountered a cultivator capable of slaying Mahayana who was in Integration Stage, and was brutally killed on the spot...

This made Fang Xi inwardly sigh; regardless of whether one was as greedy as a wolf or sly as a fox, none could escape the merciless passage of time.

As he spoke, Qi Min laughed at himself: "Guest, we’ve known each other for ten thousand years, and you must fully understand what kind of person I am... In this life, I’ve joined numerous schools. As my cultivation grew higher and I became older, I found myself more sentimental..."

Fang Xi nodded.

Now he knew that several schools, including Three Yuan Sect, were ones Qi Min had once served in.

Some were from his Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment days – small schools and sects, some from his Core Formation or Nascent Soul stages...

Such ant-like sects would not even be officially listed in the True Immortal Realm; if not for Qi Min’s support, they would have been annihilated long ago.

It was his sentimentality, his inability to let go of these sects, that had him holding the title of Supreme Elder and continuously scheming for them...

’So this is what they mean by time being heartless while people are full of feelings?’ Fang Xi thought silently.

"It is said that a dying man’s words are good. After my passing, I entrust Three Yuan Sect to Shi Yushu. Please, guest, look after them a little..."

During the turmoil within Mingyue Palace, as the smaller forces fought one another repeatedly, Shi Yushu proved his loyalty during the wars, and Qi Min chose him as his successor.

Qi Min had already prepared for these events, and now he pleaded earnestly.

"I... will see," said Fang Xi with a sigh.

"Ha ha... I’ve encountered countless people, but someone like you, guest, is a first for me—neither greedy nor encroaching. Even when the headquarters called for you, you clung on and refused to leave. Yet there aren’t great benefits for you here..."

Perhaps as his death approached, Qi Min spoke more freely, his words could even be considered bold.

In these ten thousand years, Fang Xi had neither vied for power nor quarreled, contentedly guarding this broken establishment.

In the beginning, it seemed that the headquarters was still assessing something.

Latter, after ’Dugu Fang’s’ rapid advancement, and thousands of years had passed for Miss Six, they seemed to finally remember this guest who had once been sent to recruit him.

Had Fang Xi agreed at that time, he would have immediately been able to free himself from the sea of suffering.

Yet he refused.

As if just for this small one hundred square feet cultivation dongfu.

"I am only practicing cultivation. Once I become an immortal, what will I lack?"

Fang Xi rarely spoke the truth.

But Qi Min shook his head repeatedly: "The Way of the Earth Immortal requires the most resources, even if you follow the path of a Human Immortal as a True Immortal of Origin Soul, are you relying on the yield of just the ’Storage Talismans’ each year?"

"Old Qi, you are showing your true colors..."

Fang Xi stood up, equally helpless. It was rare for him to speak the truth, but no one believed him.

He walked to the door, then said, "Rest assured, I have already arranged your funeral. The great monks are good at leading souls to salvation, and I have reserved the best grave spot for you..."

Qi Min fell silent.

Then, watching Fang Xi’s departing figure, tears glistened in his eyes, as he fondly touched the furniture of the broken shop...

...

’Another one to say goodbye to...’

Exiting the Abundant Karma House, Fang Xi couldn’t help feeling a momentary gloom.

However, as soon as he saw the various distractions of the outside world, his spirits immediately lifted.

The advantage of cultivation was that it allowed him to remain forever young.

Moods of twilight were hard to discern on him.

’Hmm, and there’s the Black Mystery Sect matter... It’s been ten thousand years and they still haven’t bothered me; seems like that storm has passed...’

’The things in those several people’s Storage Talismans, isn’t it time to take them out and dispose of the booty?’

After a round of enjoyment, feeling content, Fang Xi returned to his own dongfu.

He had lived these ten thousand years extremely comfortably.

After all, this was a place of exile, far from the strife of the house.

And here, under the protection of the Brahman Sect, as long as he didn’t cause trouble, no one would trouble him.

Fang Xi’s resources in the Earth Immortal Spiritual Realm had long since been ample; now he was simply waiting patiently, descending to the Lower Realm every thousand years to inspect the Earth Immortal Realm and then to transcend the calamity—that was all.

"The ninth Immortal Thunder Calamity, becoming an immortal... it’s soon..."

Thinking of the recent years, even in the Golden Bamboo Sea, Dugu Fang’s great name had reached his ears, and a smile emerged at the corner of Fang Xi’s mouth.

This Celestial Immortal seedling was also a good person, drawing away quite a bit of firepower for him.

Fang Xi introspected and saw that his Nascent Soul had almost completely transformed into an Origin Soul, translucent throughout with a quality like jade. Through the Origin Soul, one could faintly see a Heaven and Earth Spiritual Root of the Ancestral Demon Tree within.

’Taoist Fruit, creation...’

In the Earth Immortal Spiritual Realm.

The Ancestral Demon Tree was mostly withered, barely clinging to life.

Not far away, however, the Ginseng Fruit Tree thrived lushly, and atop its crown hung a sole fruit.

It was the size of a fist, white and tender, resembling a baby. Next to it were two emerald leaves, indeed a near ’ripe’ Ginseng Fruit!

"This Ginseng Fruit has peculiar properties, and it’s about to mature now, so it is not good to stay here..."

"Just in time, I should find an opportunity to return to the Earth Immortal Realm to pass the ninth Immortal Thunder Calamity..."

Thinking this, Fang Xi turned into an Escape Light, flying out of Spirit Mountain after a thousand years.

...

In a secret Dongfu in the Golden Bamboo Sea.

Fang Xi stood with his hands behind his back, opening a Void behind him that swallowed him whole.

Within the Earth Immortal Spiritual Realm.

He walked past the withered Ancestral Demon Tree and arrived before the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

"Swift!"

Fang Xi uttered a true word, and threads of Mother Qi of All Woods converged, falling into the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

This Mother Qi of All Woods naturally had the miraculous effect of ripening Spirit Plants!

Now injected, it immediately replenished the last bit of the Power of Time and Space, prompting the Ginseng Fruit to mature ahead of time!

Wah!

A cry arose, just like a human race infant’s first cry upon birth. The Ginseng Fruit’s surface flashed with white light and fell from the branch.

’According to the True Immortal Realm archives, the Ginseng Fruit drops when it encounters metal, buries itself upon touching earth, decays with wood...’

’But a single Ginseng Fruit Tree should at least bear thirty-three fruits...’

’This is completely different from the fruit that borrows secret skills to cultivate vitality with a Spiritual Root...’

Fang Xi’s thoughts turned swiftly, and he didn’t catch it with something like a jade box, allowing the Ginseng Fruit to fall to the ground.

Crack!

A cracking sound came from the Ginseng Fruit, and a tender white infant emerged.

With each step taken, he aged a year, and after seven steps, he grew into the appearance of a seven-year-old child.

The two green leaves transformed into a green children’s robe, which draped over his body.

Fang Xi took a closer look and saw that the child had red lips, white teeth, a little baby fat on his face, a vermilion mole between his eyebrows, and his black eyes immediately brightened upon seeing Fang Xi. He ran over with tiny steps and knelt on the ground, "Child pays respect to Father... wah wah!"

Before he could finish his words, he was silenced by a wave of magic power, only able to stare at Fang Xi with a helpless face.

"Ahem... although you were born from this Spirit Realm’s fruit tree, you were nurtured naturally and should not call me Father. Better call me Master," said Fang Xi with a cough, releasing the magic power. "Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

The little child felt slightly wronged, having become conscious within the Ginseng Fruit on that tree, and the tree had nurtured him within the Earth Immortal Spiritual Realm.

For him, Fang Xi was this world itself.

But Fang Xi forbade him from calling him Father, only allowing Master... so he called out hesitantly— "Master!"

"Hmm."

Fang Xi smiled faintly, and seamlessly, he searched the child’s soul, learning that he only held memories from after True Immortal Realm, and he sighed in relief.

’In this way, the child must be kept in the True Immortal Realm. I must not take him to the Lower Realm even once, only then could it be considered safe.’

After deciding this in his heart, he looked at the child and asked, "Do you have a name?"

Though the Ginseng Fruit was innately knowledgeable, it still possessed a naive heart, and many things were unclear to it.

Thus, inspired, it paid its respects again: "Please, Master, bestow a name upon me!"

"Well, alright..."

Fang Xi pretended to ponder for a moment, then said, "Since that’s the case, you’ll follow my surname Fang... As for your given name? A single character ’Xian’ will do. From this day forth, you shall be called ’Fang Xian’."

"Thank you, Master, I have a name now!"

Fang Xian’s face beamed with a broad smile, and he performed a backflip on the spot to show his delight.

"Hmm, you are to follow your Master and cultivate. Come, let me see your aptitude..."

Say this, Fang Xi thought of the salted egg disciple that he had casually accepted in the Red Sun World; that one’s bones had long since turned to ash.

With this thought, he couldn’t help feeling melancholic.

He placed his hand on Fang Xian’s little head, and his face revealed an unsurprised expression: "Other attributes aside, this Wooden Spirit Root is exceptionally beyond the scope of Heaven Grade Spiritual Roots, perhaps it should be called—’Celestial Wooden Spirit Root’?"

Fang Xi looked at Fang Xian and then at the Ginseng Fruit Tree behind him, and sighed, "Taking disciples really is a matter of great expense."

Since Fang Xian was a Celestial Wooden Spirit Root, he was extremely suitable for following the Earth Immortal Heritage!

And this ’Ginseng Fruit Tree’ was a perfect match for him!

It seemed likely that his name would be prophetic, and he would surely become an immortal in this lifetime!

He would also become the bearer of his own mantle!