Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 280 - 279 Snap of a Finger (Congrats to Yusheng for ranking Xiangluan Whitesilver Alliance!) _1

Chapter 280: Chapter 279 Snap of a Finger (Congrats to Yusheng for ranking Xiangluan Whitesilver Alliance!) _1

"As for the aftermath of the internal strife within the Martial God Sect... I beg this elderly gentleman for his guidance," Fang Xi said, bowing politely to the horse-faced elder.

"Of course, of course..." the horse-faced elder replied, seeming somewhat surprised and curious about Fang Xi, a man who appeared unfamiliar with common knowledge, but he proceeded to explain, "In speaking of this matter, we must mention the ’Martial God Big Pill’ created by the mythic figure in the Martial World. This divine Immortal Pill helps great Martial Saints break through to the realm of Martial Gods – it is a supreme elixir! Alas... only the creator of the Martial Arts Myth knew the method of crafting it; later generations only knew it required a large number of Monster King materials..."

"The split of the Martial God Sect began, in part, due to the dispute over the legacy of the Martial God Pills..."

"In the later stages, when the Martial God Pills were almost entirely exhausted, and the first-generation sect leader had yet to appear... the Martial Gods pooled their wisdom, and by referencing the precious Martial God Pills, they finally fathomed a new generation of secret medicine for the big pill."

"But this... was also the source of a disaster!" the horse-faced elder snorted, his tone tinged with sadness and anger.

"Isn’t this a good thing?" Fang Xi retorted.

Martial Gods were already comparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators, and with the remaining ’Beast Blood Pills,’ replicating an inferior version didn’t seem entirely impossible?

"Heh heh... How rare is a Martial God Big Pill? Inspired by the ’Demon Refining Secret Skills,’ some Martial Gods began breeding ’Human Medicine,’ which meant training martial artists in special techniques to accumulate Power of Qi and Blood then extracting it in large quantities to refine into Martial God Pills... Such methods do great harm to the ’Human Medicine,’ and can easily end in death."

"Others, however, could not bear such practices and preferred to extract Power of Qi and Blood only from monster beasts... Ultimately, it was this side that triumphed, otherwise, all the civilians under Martial God Sect’s rule would have become mere livestock!"

"The current sect leader of Martial God Sect even issued a strict command forbidding the use of people in pill concoction, punishable by death without mercy," sighed the horse-faced elder with a tone of lamentation. "Even so... there are still remnants of those Martial Gods and the methods of people-pills; they even formed the ’NiShen Association,’ an organization that usually lies deeply in hiding but occasionally emerges to slaughter and refine Human Medicine!"

The horse-faced elder snorted coldly.

"It seems... only Martial Gods can refine such pills," Fang Xi nodded, then suddenly asked, "Even if you have relatives in the Martial God Sect, surely you can’t know so much about such secrets, right? Could it be... your relative is actually yourself?"

"Precisely... My Murong Family is also a noble family in the Martial World, and wouldn’t necessarily know the ins and outs of the changes within the Martial God Sect so clearly."

The girl in the red dress’s eyes also lit up: "Could it be that the senior is..."

"Haha..."

The horse-faced elder laughed heartily, "Correct... I am Ma Luoshen! An ’Enforcer of the Wind’ of the Martial God Sect; I’ve come to Sky Beam City on other important business... I invite this friend to please excuse me!"

Just as he finished speaking, several men in black clothes at their table, including the middle-aged man, fluttered their sleeves and surrounded a guest.

"Gentlemen... May I inquire what offense I have given to the Martial God Sect?"

The one being surrounded was the guest who had previously worn a bamboo hat, tall and slender like a bamboo pole.

"Heh heh... You must be with the ’NiShen Association,’ right?"

Ma Luoshen scoffed coldly: "The reason several great Martial Saints are gathered here is precisely to wait for you."

"The Eight-Armed Yama?"

The slim bamboo pole chuckled coldly, "To think that someone of your stature, a great Martial Saint, would personally come, I am truly honored..."

"It’s actually him!"

But the girl from the Murong Family was both shocked and excited: "To think I could see so many masters today... I, Murong Ting, am truly fortunate in my life!"

Boom!

The next moment, fierce Gang Qi clashed, spilling outwards in all directions.

Hissss!

The furniture immediately showed small, delicate holes.

"Idiot scholar, we must leave now!"

With a flash of red, Fang Xi, still seemingly in a daze, was scooped up by Murong Ting, who activated her light body skill and fled from the teahouse.

Murong Ting’s light body skill was excellent; even while holding onto someone, she floated away like a red cloud, eventually landing gracefully atop the roof of a residence.

"Thank you, heroine, for your rescue!" Fang Xi said, cupping his fists in gratitude.

"Enough with the nonsense, I still want to watch the battle of the great Martial Saints!" Murong Ting waved her hand, showing a hint of impatience.

Boom, boom, boom!

At that moment, they saw the teahouse erupt with Sword Qi, fist winds, and palm shadows flashing alternately, suddenly moving from the second floor to the third, and then breaking through the roof.

Crash!

The main beam of the house was snapped by a single palm strike from the slim pole, causing the entire teahouse to collapse into ruins.

Smoke swirled around, and the slim pole stood at one side, surrounded by four Martial Saints.

"You can’t escape,"

Ma Luoshen said coldly, holding two judge’s pens in his hand.

"Escape? Why would I need to escape?"

The slim pole, his garments stained with blood, laughed out loud: "It is you who should be running!"

"What?"

Ma Luoshen and the others exclaimed, and then they noticed a powerful surge of Power of Qi and Blood coming from the direction of the City Master’s Mansion!

A dense Gang Qi converged into the form of a colossus with four faces and eight arms, towering to the skies!

"Martial God... True Body?!" Murong Ting murmured as if in a dream.

"Damn it... It’s the NiShen Association’s Martial God!"

Ma Luoshen and the others’ expressions shifted slightly, and with a glance at each other, they turned into several shadows, frantically fleeing in all directions.

They were just Martial Saints, already having some trouble when faced with an army. But after crossing into divinity through Martial Arts, everything changed and one could face an army alone!

The mighty presence emanating from the colossal red figure was enough to leave the average martial artist petrified, unable to move!

"Giggle... giggle... The Martial God... The wicked Martial God..."

Murong Ting wanted to grit her teeth, but she couldn’t help trembling.

Although she admired these exponents of martial arts, she also knew that most of the Martial Gods from the NiShen Association had obliterated their humanity, finding pleasure in killing!

Wherever they appeared, they would bring disaster to the place.

Even... massacring entire cities!

"Heh heh... I’ve already sent the City Master on his way... any Martial God Sect’s future Martial God seeds, all must die!"

The vivid red figure with four arms and eight hands opened its mouth wide, producing a sound like thunder.

Suddenly!

It spread a pair of Garuda-like wings and flew towards this side: "This time, in addition to this City Master, there are also a few little mice from the Martial God Sect, not bad, not bad... just right to kill them all, then massacre the city to lighten the heart..."

"It’s the Monk Jie Sha!"

Ma Luoshen’s eyes couldn’t help but fill with despair.

Among the Martial Gods of the NiShen Association, Monk Jie Sha was not the strongest, but he was the most bloodthirsty; wherever he went, rivers of blood were sure to follow!

"Monk Jie Sha?"

Fang Xi seemed thoughtful; had he heard this name before?

Er...

Initially, he was just a small fry at the bottom of the hierarchy, but he did have some impression of him.

He didn’t expect a young monk, originally quite handsome, to have become like this.

He looked at the Martial God True Body and could see one plump monk with a round face and large ears, his face covered with a fierce Evil Qi, his neck adorned with a huge string of beads, each made from a human skull.

"Run quickly!"

Murong Ting grabbed Fang Xi and tried to escape, but found that this elegant scholar suddenly seemed to have undergone some changes.

Even in her heart, a sense of awe rose.

"Monk Jie Sha... you want to massacre the city? Could it be that you also want to slaughter me?"

Fang Xi took a step forward and sneered as he spoke.

His voice was soft, yet it clearly made its way into Monk Jie Sha’s ears, causing his corpulent body to tremble: "This voice... it sounds somewhat familiar!"

Monk Jie Sha looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a figure from a nightmare, standing on a rooftop, coldly smiling at him.

The person was dressed just as he had been a hundred years ago, clad in a teal robe, elegant as a nobleman, gentle as jade.

His face wore a smile that wasn’t a smile; his eyes were as deep as an ancient well, yet also inscrutable...

"Sect Leader?!"

Monk Jie Sha shouted uncertainly, then let out a strange cry as the Martial God True Body with the Garuda wings and four arms and eight hands flew back at an even greater speed.

Whether that person was the former Sect Leader or not, he did not want to take the risk!

Although this person was bloodthirsty, he was actually very cautious; otherwise, he wouldn’t have roamed freely for so many years and would have been exterminated by the Martial God Sect!

Whoosh!

A green light flashed and vanished in the Void.

The green radiance chased after the Martial God True Body, suddenly transforming into a towering green Sword Qi that easily tore through Monk Jie Sha’s Martial God True Body.

"Ah! Sect Leader, spare my life!"

Monk Jie Sha’s voice boomed like thunder, he clasped his hands together, and Gang Qi scattered as if it cost him nothing.

Unfortunately, his neck was still grazed by the green Sword Qi.

Bang!

The headless corpse fell from the sky and hit the ground, creating a crater as if it were a canon shell!

The body of a Martial God was indeed extraordinary.

But for Fang Xi, killing a body cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage was as effortless as blowing off dust.

"Sect leader?!"

Ma Luoshen looked back and said, "Could it be that the Acting Sect Leader has arrived? No... this Monk Jie Sha has never been respectful to the Sect Leader, he would never refer to him as such..."

Immediately after, he witnessed a scene that startled him.

"Monk Jie Sha... is dead?"

"That streak of green light... no... not right..."

It was then that Ma Luoshen realized, the young scholar who had spoken to him seemed somewhat familiar...

It seemed that in the Acting Sect Leader’s study, there hung a portrait that resembled this person.

"He... he is..."

...

"Who are you? Could it be you’re the Martial God Sect’s Sect Leader Zhang?"

Murong Ting looked at Fang Xi with immense shock, her big eyes fluttering, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

"I am not Zhang Mingding..."

Fang Xi laughed heartily, casually tossing a jade bottle: "Here’s a ’Beast Blood Pill’ that can have some effect on breaking through to become a Martial God; I’ll gift it to you as I have other matters to attend to, I must take my leave now..."

Before his voice had faded, he had transformed into a streak of teal light; with just a few flashes, he vanished into the horizon.

Having gathered enough information among the common folks, it was about time to head to the Martial God Sect headquarters in Wu Jing to meet that Sect Leader Zhang Mingding.

"Beast Blood Pill?"

Murong Ting looked in the direction where Fang Xi had departed, feeling somewhat numb from the shock she had received: "Isn’t that the same as the Martial God Big Pill?... This person... who exactly is this person..."

"Who else could it be that speaks of the Martial God Sect’s Acting Sect Leader by name and has the power to do so?"

"I never imagined... a legendary figure of the Martial World could be so young?"

The girl pocketed the Martial God Pill, her cheeks still flushed, her eyes twinkling like stars...