Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 1100 - 954: Decapitation with a Flying Sword (Congratulations for Alliance Leader _Ah_Meng_)

Chapter 1100: Chapter 954: Decapitation with a Flying Sword (Congratulations for Alliance Leader _Ah_Meng_)

Three years ago.

An illusionary spirit of Fang Xi descended and took residence in the body of a dead beggar child in Shang Yong Mansion of the Shu Area.

This strand of illusionary spirit did not carry much immortal energy, and the rules of this Big Thousand World were somewhat different from those of the True Immortal Realm, seeming to lack concepts such as the Spiritual Root.

Although with Fang Xi’s current insight and knowledge, it wasn’t impossible to pretend and re-enter the Qi Refining Stage to become a cultivator.

But having come to this Big Thousand World, in order to avoid overly shocking this world, he decided to remain in hiding for the time being, and treat himself as a native while secretly exploring the extraordinary paths of this world.

From that day forward, in Shang Yong Mansion, a beggar named ’Fang Xi’ began to rise.

He first gathered a group of kids and took down several old beggars who would exploit and even cripple some children to steal and beg, and then took over a few more streets, becoming the overlord among the beggars of Shang Yong Mansion!

Of course, the overlord among beggars is still a beggar!

Therefore, Fang Xi took out the gold and silver he had scrounged up, joined a martial arts school, and learned a lower-tier sword technique—’Thirteen Swords of Flowing Cloud’—as well as a common set of Breathing Skills.

Though his current body’s talents were ordinary, with the true spirit residing within, his comprehension and natural abilities were of the utmost top-quality!

He could learn any martial skill after just one look, and master it after one practice.

In just a few days, he had learned all the private techniques of the old school master.

However, to avoid causing a sensation, he waited a month before officially graduating, becoming a sword-wielding adventurer. His footsteps covered the lands of Central Shu, on one hand visiting famous martial artists, and on the other secretly searching for the extraordinary path.

After all, how could a Big Thousand World comparable to the True Immortal Realm only possess mere martial techniques?

Moreover, the Shu Area, though claimed to be a single place, was in fact much larger than the dynasty realm Fang Xi remembered from his past life.

Over the years, Fang Xi learned widely from the experts, and his internal energy and swordsmanship reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Not only that, but he also discovered information regarding ’Immortals’.

According to what the famous figures of the Martial World said and local rumors, Fang Xi knew that stories about Swordsmen and Sword Immortals, extraordinary and strange talents, were passed down in various parts of Central Shu.

Unfortunately, whenever he arrived at the supposed locations of these legends, he typically found nothing.

According to the most common belief, could it be that he lacked Immortal Fate?

For Fang Xi, this was obviously scoffable. He, a dignified Immortal Cultivator, an Earth Immortal, lacking Immortal Fate?

Isn’t that a joke?

However, after several unsuccessful searches for immortals, Fang Xi had to admit that his own fortune was indeed lacking.

But he believed that as long as he persisted, there would certainly be gains.

Not only that, Fang Xi decided to be a good person!

According to his reasoning, even if there were Sword Immortals, having a good reputation would definitely be an advantage in taking disciples!

Being a good person had its benefits, as everyone likes to be friends with good people!

Even cultists and demons are less wary of good people.

Fang Xi, of course, did not intend to increase his difficulty unnecessarily, having no particular interest in the wicked and heretical ways. He aimed to join a reputable and orthodox sect, which made having a good reputation even more important.

That’s why he was always helping the helpless and punishing the strong in favor of the weak, earning quite a respectable name in the Martial Arts World.

This time, he had heard that in the Qunyu Mountain, century-old Spirit Ganoderma had matured, and medicine gatherers had seen Sword Immortals soaring by, so he came to try his luck.

He did not expect to encounter this situation.

...

"Am I... am I dead?"

Xin Hongyun opened her eyes, feeling extremely thirsty.

What she saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

She was covered with a brocade quilt and her wounds were properly bandaged, though she still felt slight pain.

"Is the young lady awake?"

At that moment, a rough-handed peasant woman wearing plain clothes came in. Seeing Xin Hongyun, a trace of joy flashed across her face, "I’ll go inform the young master..."

It wasn’t long before Fang Xi came in, "Are you all right?"

"I..."

Xin Hongyun looked at ’Central Shu Sword’ and felt complicated emotions that were hard to describe.

Especially when remembering his decisive strike, the pain in her wound seemed to flare up again.

"It was a dire situation and I had to make a quick decision, injuring the lady was my mistake..."

Fang Xi bowed sincerely, "I hired a nursemaid to take care of you, from changing clothes to cleaning the wound and redressing it, everything was personally handled by her..."

Xin Hongyun felt even more perplexed.

He seemed to have planned everything beforehand, and indeed all the arrangements were very appropriate, dispelling any fanciful thoughts she might have had...

She immediately smiled, "We, the children of the Martial World, consider such minor injuries nothing. You deliberately avoided vital parts that day, showing mercy... Furthermore, if it weren’t for you, I would have fallen into the hands of Flower Savage Peak and endured untold humiliations... For this immense kindness and debt, I, Xin Hongyun, am eternally grateful. You must be the Fang Xi, the ’Central Shu Sword’?"

"So you are the beloved daughter of the Great Hero of the South, I apologize for any disrespect."

Fang Xi replied appropriately, and noting Xin Hongyun’s still pale complexion, he immediately left the room, then instructed the cook to prepare a restorative soup to send to her shortly.

This place was a large estate in Shang Yong Mansion and not his home.

But money talks, and with just a little bit of gold and silver, Fang Xi had rented this large estate with many servants at his disposal.

’I wanted to be a good person, and naturally, I couldn’t kill indiscriminately...’

’It’s just a pity that this trip to seek immortals has still resulted in nothing.’

Fang Xi felt slightly frustrated, but showed no signs of discouragement.

He was certain that there must be Sword Immortal-level beings in this world; it would just take some more time.

As an illusionary spirit, even if he couldn’t bring power with him, some characteristics of an Earth Immortal had still come through.

Therefore, after this body reached its peak, it did not fall into decline, and it even gained a talent akin to Immortality.

So, he had all the time he needed to pursue the so-called ’Immortal Fate’.

...

Xin Hongyun’s injuries healed quickly.

After a few days, she could walk; by the end of a month, she moved without hindrance.

Fang Xi felt that the physical constitution of the people in this world was quite remarkable, perhaps related to their cultivation of internal energy.

Of course, the fact that his initial strike had perfectly avoided the tendons, bones, and internal organs, only damaging some flesh, also played a significant role.

Thus, he took on the guise of ’making friends through martial arts’ to spar with Xin Hongyun, got a glimpse of her whip techniques and the hidden weapons technique ’Sky Flower Shower of Coins’ and took the opportunity to learn by stealing.

Otherwise, a beggar who had only learned some minor skills from a third-rate martial arts school couldn’t have come this far unless his surname was Su.

It was now midnight.

In the room, on the superior bed of sandalwood.

Fang Xi sat cross-legged, silently cultivating.

Streams of True Qi flowed through the meridians in his body, passing through acupoints such as the Triple Burner, Rushing Pass, Middle Marsh, and Yang Pool, eventually converging in the Ren and Du meridians and returning to the dantian.

Ever since he learned the rudimentary breathing techniques, Fang Xi cultivated every day without fail. By this time, his dantian was a substantial reservoir of internal True Qi.

Once activated, a breath of True Qi was incessant, as if inexhaustible, and he had reached the level of a first-class expert in the Martial World.

If he could go one step further, might he perhaps be called a Grandmaster?

’The physiology of the people in this world is somewhat peculiar, filled with numerous acupoints, just like the stars in the sky...’

’Cultivating internal energy is about opening up these acupoints... With every acupoint cleared, the internal energy becomes denser.’

’But how do Sword Immortals cultivate?’

A thought arose in Fang Xi, and his mind suddenly churned, feeling a bout of impulsiveness.

He knew something was wrong and immediately rolled over.

Pfft!

Almost in that instant, a pitch-black light shot in from the window, hitting the center of the bed!

On the bed, a small hole appeared, its edges smoother than smooth, attesting to the sharpness of the black light!

Whoosh!

The light flashed again, and the pitch-black glow reappeared, drawing a sword light several feet long.

The superior sandalwood bed was shattered in an instant!

And by this time, Fang Xi could finally see the full view of the black light.

Within that glow was a two-inch long flying shuttle, pitch-black throughout, with pointed tips and engraved with numerous Blood Runes.

"A magical artifact?"

"Or is it a Flying Sword?"

He let out a clear whistle as a warning, and with a flash of his figure, he darted out like a monkey to the wall where the ’Dragon Chanting Ancient Sword’ hung.

With a single beckoning of his hand, the Dragon Chanting Ancient Sword instantly unsheathed!

At that moment, the black flying shuttle attacked once more!

Fang Xi flicked his finger to draw the sword, the sword producing a dragon chant, with a three-inch blue glow appearing at the tip of the blade.

If this scene were witnessed by those in the Martial World, they would be incredibly astonished.

For Fang Xi was wielding the coveted Sword Light that all swordsmen dream of!

One might say, as a swordsman, that was the utmost realm achievable by ordinary people!

Beyond that, there were only the legendary Sword Immortals and extraordinary heroes!

"Flowing Clouds without Ripples!"

With one thrust of his sword, what would usually be a very run-of-the-mill ’Thirteen Swords of Flowing Cloud’ from an ordinary martial arts school became something magical in his hands. The thrust seemed light and breezy, as casual as inviting someone to dine or drink tea, and yet it carried relentless and overwhelming pressure hidden within a sword light that transformed suddenly.

Paired with the Sword Light, the power was incredibly formidable.

Clang clang clang!

Moving as one with his sword, Fang Xi stabbed eighteen times in the blink of an eye.

The blue Sword Light clashed with the black light in mid-air, sounding like metal striking metal.

Then, his expression changed as the black flying shuttle was swept away by his sword, and the Dragon Chanting Ancient Sword in his hand let out a mournful sound before breaking inch by inch!

This sword, a work of the famous Shang Yong Mansion iron forger ’Ouyang Gold’, was listed as one of the ’Thirteen Renowned Swords’ by the Central Shu Drunken Moon Tower. Yet, when it faced a magical artifact of the Immortals, it shattered instantly!

Without faltering, Fang Xi swept his sleeve, and countless shards of the ancient sword flew out, striking the flying shuttle. Astonishingly, it was the hidden weapons technique of ’Sky Flower Shower of Coins’!

At the same time, he channeled a breath of internal energy to his palms and thrust violently.

Bang!

The wall in front of him broke open with a large hole, allowing Fang Xi to fly out like a fleeting shadow.

"Fang, be careful!"

At that moment, Xin Hongyun also came out, wielding the ’Nine-Appearance Cloud Dragon Dust Whip’. She saw a streak of black light surge towards Fang Xi’s back, sharp as a venomous snake, and couldn’t help but exclaim in alarm.

Clang!

In a split second, the black light struck Fang Xi head-on, emitting a muffled sound!