Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 137 - 136: Great Revenge Achieved (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1

Chapter 137: Chapter 136: Great Revenge Achieved (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_1

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo was quite proud of himself.

He was a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Great Perfection, and he had joined the coalition forces of the Thirty Six Island Alliance when they started sweeping through the islands effortlessly.

He usually skimped on fighting during conflicts, but when it came to attacking Dragon Fish Island, he was the first to charge, leading the way and breaking into Spirit Medicine Valley.

"The Old House of the Zhong Family is eyed by the Top Three Families, I’m not interested in vying for that."

"Ha ha, jackpot, I didn’t expect to find so many unharvested spirit medicines in the Spirit Medicine Valley..."

"Eh? You juniors dare to block my way?"

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo saw a fisherman-like Immortal Cultivator blocking his path and was immediately furious.

He was a grandmaster at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage. With no one at the Foundation Establishment around, he was one of the top-tier forces. It was already good enough that he wasn’t robbing others, and now someone dared to rob him?

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo snorted coldly and unleashed a golden long knife magical artifact, lashing out at the fisherman.

Then, he saw the fisherman reach out his right hand and grasp his high-grade magical artifact, the ’Obsidian Gold Knife’ in his palm. The five fingers were like iron pincers, and no matter how he tried to manipulate it, the knife wailed but could not break free.

Thud, thud!

The remnants of the knife’s energy tore through the bamboo hat and straw coat... revealing beneath the straw coat a tall figure clad in silver white armor!

"This... Silver Armored Demon?!"

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo screamed in a high-pitched voice, his complexion changing from red to white, then from white to blue, becoming incredibly animated: "Weren’t you dead?"

He encountered this person over thirty years ago and was still haunted by the experience. It even became his Heart Demon when advancing to Foundation Establishment, preventing him from taking that next step.

Only when he heard that the other had fallen, did Old Gold Teeth Weirdo feel his Heart Demon gradually dissipating, and he began to plan his rush to the Foundation Establishment before his lifespan ran out.

But...

Damn it, why is he here?

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo screamed like a little girl encountering a strong man and turned to run.

The next moment, he saw a blood-red arm, dozens of feet long, slapping down from the sky like swatting a fly!

Slap!

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo was harshly smacked into the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and was seriously injured by the strike!

"You... you..."

He looked at the approaching Silver Armored figure, feeling as if his life’s nightmare was replaying before him, his Dao Heart nearly shattered: "Don’t come over here..."

"Have any last words?"

Fang Xi, in order to capture Old Gold Teeth Weirdo, had also exerted all his strength. The Mixed Origin Real Body swung an arm, catching his opponent off guard and gravely injuring him.

Now approaching Old Gold Teeth Weirdo, he was not afraid of any tricks the other might have.

"Ruan Xingling deceived me!!!"

Old Gold Teeth Weirdo hoarsely uttered his last words, and then Fang Xi stomped on him, breaking his heart and ending his life.

"What does Ruan Xingling have to do with it? Oh? Did you think she was deceiving you?"

Fang Xi nodded, picking up Old Gold Teeth Weirdo’s Storage Bag.

When Divine Consciousness probed inside, he found quite a few good stuff.

Not to mention the jade boxes filled with Spirit Medicine, in the center of the Storage Bag’s space was a beautiful pill furnace carved entirely from Purple Jade.

"Top-grade magical artifact—Purple Jade Furnace?!"

"Excellent, I was just in need of a good pill furnace."

Fang Xi nodded, quite satisfied, then turned his gaze towards the building: "The six of you, come out!"

Under his Divine Consciousness, nothing could hide.

Six figures emerged, all of them Immortal Cultivators in the late stages of Qi Refining.

The leader of the group stepped forward and offered a Storage Bag: "Senior, this is what we’ve collected. We will leave this place to the senior, may we please be allowed to leave?"

"Mm, go ahead!"

Fang Xi nodded.

The six of them, as if pardoned, flew out of Spirit Medicine Valley.

"Big brother... why not fight? There’s only one of them..."

One of the naive junior brothers couldn’t help but speak up.

"Idiot! If he can see through big brother’s ’Fog Barrier Orb’, he most likely possesses Divine Consciousness... Didn’t you see that Old Gold Teeth Weirdo died, and yet big brother still called him a senior? That’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator!"

The youngest sister among them rolled her eyes and whispered, "If you want to die, don’t drag us into it!"

"He’s a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?"

The junior brother exclaimed in shock, then immediately covered his mouth and whispered, "This guy is utterly shameless, not going for the main residence but competing with us for these leftovers! Now that we’ve lost everything, should we look elsewhere?"

"Let’s go!"

The big brother of the six thought for a moment before deciding, "Even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator is sneaking around here, the conflict in the main residence must be even more fierce. Life is the priority, let’s leave..."

While Immortal Cultivators never lack the courage to take risks, there are also those who know when to retreat in the face of danger.

If one is always recklessly brave, it can lead to their downfall!

...

Main Residence of Zhong Family.

Lights from various battles burst forth from every courtyard, with Cultivators dying all around.

Lu Guo crouched in a corner, regretting why he followed the large troop into this place.

Not far away, Taishu He piloting an Emerald Flying Knife laughed loudly, echoing throughout the lands: "Zhong Family, you too have this day?"

He manipulated the Emerald Flying Knife to weave through the air, with each stab ensuring the death of a Zhong Family member in a Flying Fish Mage Robe.

"Stop!"

An old and gruff voice rang out, as the Emerald Flying Knife collided against a shield composed of countless fish scales.

Taishu He sneered at the crane-haired, chicken-skinned old man who intervened: "Zhong Qinghao, your ’Qing’ generation isn’t dead yet, huh? But you’re probably not far from it, right?"

In his perception, the old man’s life was like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to extinguish at any moment.

At such a time, a cultivator’s magic power would also weaken.

Even if this person was at the tenth layer of Qi Refining, he was no longer to be feared.

"Even if I die, I will drag you vile thieves down with me! Even in death, my Zhong Family will not perish..."

Trembling, Zhong Qinghao took out a yellowed, tattered talisman.

The talisman looked like the generic kind one might find at an Individual Cultivator’s street stall, with only a small green knife drawn upon it.

The moment it appeared, Taishu He’s eyes widened, and he turned to flee, "A magical talisman? You still have such a talisman?"

"You guessed right, do you think the depth of my Zhong Family’s heritage is something a frog at the bottom of a well like you could imagine? Go to hell!"

Channeling his magic power into the talisman, it emitted strong waves of magic power, and an emerald knife materialized, aimed at Taishu He.

Pu!

A flash of the knife, and Taishu He’s top-grade magic shield and magic power barrier were as if made of paper, effortlessly torn and penetrated by a streak of green light...

Taishu He looked down at the blood stain on his chest and murmured, "I’m not satisfied..."

He had just helped annihilate the Zhong Family, achieving what his ancestors couldn’t, about to dominate Thousand Island Lake—how could he possibly die here?

Pu! Pu!

Before plunged into darkness, Taishu He saw the emerald knife talisman wreak havoc, sending off the core experts of the Three Upper Families one by one, and felt even more resentful.

Bang!

Taishu He’s corpse fell to the ground, as did the other Qi Refining experts.

"Uncle Ancestor’s divine might!"

The remaining Zhong Family cultivators were overjoyed, but suddenly saw a figure appear behind Zhong Qinghao—a delicate white hand had already pierced through the fish scale shield and Uncle Ancestor’s chest.

"That’s enough, dragging so many with you on your way out, you should be content."

"This magical talisman, though, I’ll gladly accept."

Strange tones came from the mouth of the figure in the black robe.

"Foundation Establishment..."

Zhong Qinghao wanted to control the talisman to counterattack, but he couldn’t say anything as black flames emerged from his seven orifices, instantly turning him into a pile of ashes.

The emerald flying knife talisman, without its master’s control, dimmed and slowly fluttered down from mid-air, becoming a talisman once again.

"Hehehe... truly good stuff, a pity it can only be used one more time."

The black-robed figure caught the emerald knife talisman and casually waved his hand.

Blobs of pitch-black demon fire flew towards the Zhong Family cultivators, rendering any defense artifact to ashes under the black demon fire.

The figure then boldly entered the Main Residence of Zhong Family, beginning to wantonly loot.

Not far away, several figures also dressed in black robes, began searching for supplies in tacit agreement.

In the corner, Lu Guo held a stealth talisman tightly in his hand, staring dumbfounded at everything unfolding before him...

...

"Watching him build tall buildings, watching him feast guests, watching his building collapse..."

Fang Xi emerged from Spirit Medicine Valley, looking at the burning Main Residence of Zhong Family and did not venture further.

He had not forgotten that this battle at Thousand Island Lake was actually also manipulated by a third-party force of demon cultivators!

Therefore, Fang Xi decided to quit while ahead and discreetly left Dragon Fish Island.

"Hm?"

He was about to summon Daqing fish for transportation when his eyes suddenly noticed several trails of black light flying out of the Main Residence of Zhong Family, heading in different directions.

Some were too close for comfort, prompting him to instinctively sweep his Divine Consciousness over them.

"To meet again, truly... such fate!"

Fang Xi noticed among them was Situ Ying!

The man was wearing a human skin mask, disguised as a common cultivation-robber, flying towards the lake.

"I once said, you better not fall into my hands..."

"Now, the time for that promise to be fulfilled has come."

Fang Xi released his Black Feather Boat and sped off, chasing after Situ Ying.

"Hm? Someone dares to pursue? Seeking death!"

Situ Ying deliberately slowed down, leading Fang Xi away from Dragon Fish Island before turning around, "You dare to rob your grandpa?"

He was in the later stages of Qi Refining and had cultivated demon skills, well-experienced in battle, considering himself rarely matched in the realm of Qi Refining.

The next instant, Situ Ying’s expression changed dramatically, "Silver Armored Demon?!"

Woosh!

But Fang Xi gave him no chance.

With the Dark Iron Sword in hand, his Mixed Origin Real Body manifested, his gigantic palm supporting him as he fiercely flung!

A red line flashed past, sweeping over where Situ Ying was.

Situ Ying turned pale, attempting to say something, but a blood-red mark emerged from his forehead, running down his nose bridge, chin, chest, and abdomen...

Crash!

His body split in two mid-air, blood spilling into the lake below.

Fang Xi flew back, grabbing Situ Ying’s Storage Bag, "A deep vengeance is avenged; it’s satisfying... It’s a pity that I’m still too kind, not having tortured you to vent the hatred in my heart..."

Actually, the surrounding area wasn’t peaceful either; after all, it was a battlefield of cultivators!

If it weren’t for Ye Sanren deliberately breaking the formation in advance, causing the cultivator armies to fight for themselves, there wouldn’t have been such a perfect opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

As for interrogating Situ Ying?

Fang Xi also feared the secret techniques of demon cultivators, besides whatever conspiracy the opponent had hidden wasn’t of much concern to him anymore as he was about to leave...