Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 297 - 295: Reaping the Fruits (Supplementing the Mysterious Catastrophe Owing More 3)_1

Chapter 297: Chapter 295: Reaping the Fruits (Supplementing the Mysterious Catastrophe Owing More 3)_1

Above the City of Black Nirvana, there waged a battle of Core Formation level.

For the Shaman Race below, even the slightest leakage of might from above was enough to bring about an annihilation!

Therefore, the city itself was in utter chaos.

In such turmoil, Fang Xi’s Wood Escape Skill was incredibly subtle, and astonishingly, he went unnoticed as he made his familiar way toward the sacred land.

’These Shaman folks really are foolish... Facing the Sky Demon Tribulation and not running away? Could it be that there are some shackles within their bloodline?’

’However, setting aside factors such as faith... The resources within this sacred land, even just the inferior goods on the periphery, could allow a Shaman tribe to rise swiftly. Such immense benefits are indeed hard to forsake.’

Outside the Vermillion Fruit Forest, Fang Xi gracefully revealed his figure.

"Who’s there?"

The Big Shamans guarding the place were shocked to see Fang Xi approach, and some thought of sending a message to Danya.

"Shrimps, roll aside!"

Fang Xi snorted coldly, and the surging magic power of early Core Formation’s peak pressure descended in an instant, intimidating!

Not only that, around him, a layer of pitch-black mist emerged, seemingly with a Monster Ancient Tree within, stretching its branches!

The Big Shamans didn’t even manage to use their Bright Moon Level Witchcraft before they felt the sky spin and earth darken, falling into unconsciousness one after another.

"Indeed... Core Formation realm, unmatched at bullying the weak."

Fang Xi mused aloud as he stepped into the Vermillion Fruit Forest.

He and Danya had been there many times, and he knew it like the back of his hand!

He immediately slapped his Spirit Beast Bag, and one puppet after another appeared. Led by You Kun, they began to harvest the Vermilion Fruits that had aged for decades, if not a hundred years.

As for Fang Xi himself, he went deeper into the forest with his hands behind his back.

Here, powerful Prohibitions soared into the sky, dividing the core area into ten regions.

Inside each region, there stood a Thousand-Year Red Fruit Tree!

These were the greatest treasures of the entire Black Nirvana sacred land—the ten Thousand-Year Red Fruit Trees!

"These Prohibitions... are at least fourth-order."

Fang Xi looked at the colorful Prohibitions without any intention to try to break them.

After all, Danya had already tried many times before.

These Prohibitions wouldn’t become weaker for a hundred years.

Even if a hundred years passed, among these ten regions, only one would have its Prohibition weakened, presenting an opportunity to harvest the Thousand-Year Red Fruits.

"A hundred years to switch places, ten regions enough for a thousand years of reincarnation, allowing the Thousand-Year Red Fruit Trees to continue growing more Thousand-Year Red Fruits..."

"Those Demon Sect higher-ups really do understand how to utilize resource recycling."

Fang Xi’s eyes flickered with purple light, as he located the region where the hundred-year term had come, and the Prohibition had become weak.

In this region, a tree with a red trunk and knotted branches, bursting with spiritual energy, stood proudly in sight—it was a Thousand-Year Red Fruit Tree!

Fang Xi could even see three fully ripe, ’Thousand-Year Red Fruits’ hanging from the tree branches!

"Even if I break through those Prohibitions, the other Thousand-Year Red Fruit Trees’ fruits are not yet ripe..."

He sighed, said nothing more, and directly summoned the Green Barley Sword with a casual chop.

A sword light of blue and gold fell upon the Prohibition.

The colorful Prohibitions flickered one after another, becoming slightly weaker, but still managed to block the Zuxian Sword Qi!

"Even the remnants of a Prohibition weakened by a vast majority of its might remain so resilient?"

A twitch appeared at the corner of Fang Xi’s eyes as he continued the fierce assault on the Prohibition.

About the time it took for one incense stick to burn, the colorful Prohibition finally burst with a ’pop’, transforming into five-colored specks of light that scattered into the void.

Fang Xi nodded, and a giant green hand gently harvested the three ’Thousand-Year Red Fruits’ from the tree branch.

The ’Thousand-Year Red Fruits’ were date-sized, with a radiant red body and a ring of bright and pure radiance, an indication of their extraordinary nature at first glance.

After securing the fruits, Fang Xi’s gaze shifted to the Thousand-Year Red Fruit Tree.

Ultimately, he still sighed silently, "Spiritual Roots are rare and should not be recklessly damaged... Besides, who knows what other Prohibitions especially protecting the Spiritual Roots are present? It would be bad if those got triggered..."

After Fang Xi withdrew, a layer of five-color Xia Light once more gathered, surrounding the Thousand-Year Red Fruit Tree...

Seeing the thickness of this Prohibition so different from before, it definitely wasn’t something Fang Xi could break through.

"It seems... those Demon Sect elders tacitly allow the native Shamans to have a hope of obtaining treasures... They don’t seem to care too much about the casualties of their disciples in the Secret Realm..."

"Truly the world is indifferent, treating all beings as mere straws... Everyone is equal, are the Demon Sect disciples and Shamans equal in the face of Life and Death, and Treasures?"

Fang Xi left the Vermillion Fruit Forest.

At that time, the puppets had also returned, and You Kun handed over a Storage Bag to Fang Xi in the end.

"Not bad, not bad, the Red Fruits of several decades, a hundred years from the perimeter... Though inferior in spiritual energy, they still have some uses."

Fang Xi took the Storage Bag with satisfaction, recalled most of the puppets, and with You Kun, went into the City of Black Nirvana.

By then, it was visible that a dark glow enveloped the figure of a horned giant, continuously moving closer to the Vermillion Fruit Forest.

Clearly, the anomaly here had already alarmed Danya and the Demon Sect disciples.

"Witch King?"

"No... it must be a Cultivator!"

Although Fang Xi was disguised as a Witch King, his Core Formation magic power and puppets couldn’t be faked.

The horned giant, transformed into a buffalo demon, thundered like a clap of thunder, "Which brother or junior are you, why bother to hide your true face?"

"Hmph, taking advantage of us holding off the Shamans to reap the benefits secretly is a bit too much..."

The black-robed Cultivator scanned with his Divine Consciousness, his face turning particularly ugly.

"Hehe... Wouldn’t this brother like to join us? By capturing this slave girl... we could also share in the great reward," one said.

The bewitching woman was casting her demon skills, seemingly becoming even more seductive.

In the midst of their conversation, suddenly a scream echoed.

It was the Witch King who had been seriously injured earlier, now shrouded by a layer of pink mist on his face, his spirit in a trance.

Immediately, he was seized by the Red-Haired Ghost King, as countless strands of hair pierced through his body!

The remaining two Witch Kings exchanged a look, both seeing the color of despair on the other’s face.

Facing these three Sky Demons had already put them at a disadvantage, adding another one? Could it be that the Black Clay Tribe would perish today?

"Join forces? That’s not a bad suggestion..."

Fang Xi suddenly flashed a smile, transformed into a streak of blue rainbow, and shot up into the sky in an instant!

The very next instant!

You Kun roared angrily and activated the ’Nine Dragon Balls.’ Nine fire dragons coiled around him, and he opened his mouth to spit out the Three-Yang True Fire Cover, which emitted waves of Three-Yang True Fire, enveloping the unprepared bewitching woman within.

"What are you doing?"

The black-robed youth saw Fang Xi charging directly at him and couldn’t help but be greatly alarmed. Just as he was about to summon the Red-Haired Skylord Ghost for protection, he heard a light hum next to his ear, followed by an intense pain in his Sea of Consciousness!

It was Fang Xi’s ’Primordial Demon Stab’!

With the Divine Consciousness of a Core Formation cultivator, attacking a Foundation Establishment cultivator, even if there were any defenses within the latter’s Sea of Consciousness, it was enough to cause a splitting headache for several breaths.

The black-robed youth’s spellcasting was interrupted, and his figure also stiffened.

The two Witch Kings exchanged a glance but were desperately holding the Red-Haired Skylord Ghost back.

The next moment, Fang Xi was already opposite the black-robed youth, smiling slightly, and pointed the ’Green Barley Sword’!

Thud!

A blue-golden Sword Qi soared into the sky. With just one slash, it easily tore through the young man’s protective spiritual light, cutting off his head.

Even though the black-robed youth was a true heir of the Demon Sect, having cultivated many Divine Skills and Secret Skills, under the ’Primordial Demon Stab,’ he hadn’t even had the chance to use them before he fell in extreme frustration!

The black-robed youth’s death triggered the Red-Haired Skylord Ghost to howl and turn into a rolling dark wind, sucked back into the pitch-black small banner.

Fang Xi flicked a strand of Yi Wood True Fire, incinerating the black-robed youth’s corpse. A streak of blue light curled back, collecting his Storage Bag and the small banner treasure.

All these events unfolded swiftly, like a hawk snatching a rabbit.

From Fang Xi’s appearance to the sudden killing and then the black-robed youth’s fall, everything happened almost in the blink of an eye!

Even Danya and the horned big man fighting on the ground were startled, restraining some of their force in their moves.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion sounded as the Three-Yang True Fire Cover flew back with a crack on its surface!

You Kun expressionlessly pointed at the Three-Yang True Fire Cover, turning it into a ring of defense encircling him, while the nine fire dragons charged forward.

"Damn it..."

The bewitching woman had some scorched marks on her body, looking at a red jade talisman in her hand with immense distress.

There were already two cracks on this talisman, and now another appeared, causing it to shatter into fragments and dust.

"Be careful, Senior Brother Niu!"

The bewitching woman touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, and immediately a pink cloud kerchief flew out, entangling with the protective spiritual light, blocking in front of her: "This person is strange... He is a true Core Formation cultivator!"

"Impossible... The sect would not allow Core Formation cultivators to enter this Secret Realm, could it be someone who achieved Core Formation after entering? But that doesn’t make any sense..."

The horned big man roared in response.

Fang Xi said nothing further, You Kun smiled slightly, the nine fire dragons pounced, entangling the bewitching female cultivator.

He then said to the two doubtful Witch Kings, "Aren’t you going down to help your city lord Danya?"

Among these three demon cultivators, with the horned big man being the strongest, Fang Xi planned to first cooperate with the Core Formation Puppet to take down the opposing female cultivator before discussing anything else.

The two Witch Kings exchanged a glance. Although they found the stranger Witch King’s method of the Sky Demon a bit odd, what he said was indeed correct.

The current priority was to help Danya. They immediately leaped down and joined the battle.

With the arrival of reinforcements, Danya’s eyes flickered with dark light, and she suddenly pinched a magic formula.

Threads of black-red light like tentacles stretched out from the ground, firmly restraining the giant form of the horned big man.

Overjoyed, the two Witch Kings flashed their Battle Marks, transforming into terrifying battle-skills of the Bright Moon Level, striking at the horned big man!

Boom!

Amidst the flying dust and smoke, the horned big man’s roar came through: "Dammit... You slaves... livestock... dare to rebel?"

Seeing the attack of the two Witch Kings merely made the Demon Qi armor on his body waver slightly, Danya’s face also revealed shock.

The toughness of this Sky Demon’s body was unquestionably the strongest she had ever seen, even surpassing the previous Flood Dragon Sky Demon!

"All of you... go to hell!"

The horned big man’s eyes turned blood-red, and he suddenly rapidly chanted several incantations.

On his Demon Armor, wandering red runes appeared, and his aura suddenly became incredibly terrifying.

Behind the horned big man, the phantom of a Mighty Buffalo Demon was howling at the sky.

Crackling and popping!

His figure swelled again, causing Danya to groan, as the black-red tentacles restraining him broke in large numbers.

Humming!

A ring of murky light appeared, and the two Witch Kings flying mid-air suddenly felt as heavy as if they were bearing down tons, falling like kites with broken strings, only to be grabbed by the horned big man and crushed into a cloud of flesh.

"Run now, female slave!"

The horned big man grinned viciously, stepping forward and reaching out his large hand toward Danya!

"This man’s body has divine powers like Earth’s Extreme Origin Magnetism?"

In mid-air, Fang Xi could only regretfully let go of the bewitching woman for the time being, as the Green Barley Sword turned into a streak of light, bursting forth with tens of meters of blue-golden Sword Qi, striking like lightning, and stabbing at the wrist of the horned big man!