Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 430 - 428: Three Moves (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_1

Chapter 430: Chapter 428: Three Moves (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_1

The black-robed Master appeared middle-aged, with slight frost at his temples, but his gaze at Fang Xi was filled with astonishment and uncertainty, "Master Mu?!"

This person was actually the Lord Black Sand of the Yellow Sand Sect, the Nascent Soul intermediate stage cultivator who awakened the ’Black Sand Divine Body’!

Although Fang Xi had concealed his face, among Nascent Soul cultivators, recognition mainly relied on Divine Consciousness and the aura of Magic Power.

Fang Xi had previously clashed with this Nascent Soul True Monarch, so naturally, the latter would not mistake his identity.

"So it turns out that this person is from Black Sand’s sect..."

A hint of displeasure crossed Fang Xi’s expression.

"This person is not my disciple but from fellow Qian Sha’s lineage," sighed Lord Black Sand. "I am already aware of the incident. I ask you, Sir, to give me some face and let this matter go, how about it?"

At the gesture of Lord Black Sand, You Tianhao came forward, reluctantly, and bowed, "Elder, I was wrong this time. Please forgive me!"

As he spoke, he took out the Inner Core of the Wind Thunder Horned Python, "I’m willing to offer this item as compensation..."

Seeing this, Fang Xi couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh in his heart.

’Relying on the fact that his elder is a Nascent Soul intermediate stage cultivator, he really is brazen. Little does he know that I’ve killed quite a few of his fellows, including his master...’

"What if I don’t give you this face?"

He said with a cold laugh, uttering words that changed the color on the face of Lord Black Sand, then continued, "However, since you gave me face last time, Lord, I should return the favor. This place is, after all, infested with the Monster Clan, not suitable for a protracted battle... How about we have another three-move challenge? If you can withstand my three moves, Lord, I will no longer hold this incident against you. Otherwise, this person will have to pay with his life!"

Feeling the cold gaze of Fang Xi, You Tianhao realized he was afraid, and turned to Lord Black Sand for help, "Elder..."

"A three-move challenge?"

Lord Black Sand, sensing that Fang Xi’s aura was still at the Nascent Soul early stage, felt uncertain, but without much thought, he quickly agreed, "As Master Mu proposes, it shall be limited to three moves."

Two Escape Lights immediately flew out and stood against each other in mid-air.

Lord Black Sand’s expression remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with doubts.

It had been only a dozen or so years since their last encounter; he couldn’t believe that ’Master Mu’ would have made any breakthroughs.

He knew that for Nascent Soul cultivators like themselves, it was common for hundreds of years to pass without any advancement!

"The first move!"

Fang Xi announced coldly, his right hand flashed with blood light, revealing a blood-colored long saber, glowing faintly with demonic light and exuding chilling evil qi, clearly a Spirit Treasure!

’He’s actually using a Spirit Treasure right from the start... This person is a magic cultivator, one who hasn’t refined his life-bound magical artifact. Could this Spirit Treasure be a recent acquisition?’

Lord Black Sand’s eyes tightened slightly, suddenly forming a hand seal, and ancient and mysterious blood runes appeared on his face, a sign that he was fully activating the ’Black Marsh Mysterious Sand’!

Whoosh!

A river made of countless grains of sand materialized in the void, each grain rubbing against the other, unleashing unimaginable terrifying power!

This was ’Black Marsh Mysterious Sand’!

Each grain, falling, could instantly turn into a hundred-yard-long black boulder, strong enough to annihilate a group of second-order monster beasts or a third-order one with ease.

The black river coiled around Lord Black Sand and as he sealed another hand gesture, it transformed into a nine-headed majestic lion, roaring at Fang Xi!

Amidst the roaring sound waves, Fang Xi’s robes billowed, and his right hand wielding the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre simply slashed!

Thud!

A very fine line of blood light flashed through, penetrating the body of the nine-headed Black Sand Mystical Lion, then vanished.

Just as You Tianhao revealed a smug look, a scene that left him dumbfounded occurred.

Thud, thud!

Streaks of scarlet saber light erupted from within the nine-headed Black Sand Mystical Lion, revealing extremely fine saber light flickering between each grain of Black Marsh Mysterious Sand.

With this single slash, it seemed to divide into thousands, separating each sand grain from the others.

Entering where there is no gap!

This caused the entire river of Black Marsh Mysterious Sand to start disintegrating from the smallest point...

The face of Lord Black Sand drastically changed, and a small black pot appeared in front of him.

This was his life-bound magical artifact – the Quawn Sand Pot!

As soon as the Quawn Sand Pot was revealed, a thick black light surged, blood runes flashed within, transforming into a giant light shield.

Fine streaks of scarlet saber light followed, landing on the pitch-black circular shield, emitting a grating sound.

Eventually, all the saber light was ground away.

Far from looking relieved, Lord Black Sand looked at Fang Xi’s Blood Converting Demonic Sabre with an even graver expression, "What a powerful Demon Path Spirit Treasure. It seems that this treasure can also draw on a cultivator’s Essence Blood to increase its power..."

"Indeed, this saber has already feasted on the blood of several Nascent Soul True Monarchs," replied Fang Xi as he flicked the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre, its blade shining brighter with blood light.

When he spoke of feasting on the blood of Nascent Soul True Monarchs, he was, of course, speaking the truth.

Even though Old Chi Laoguai was merely a weak opponent, Lord Lingfeng became the first victim.

And after the Demon Saber came into Fang Xi’s hands, he naturally retained some blood from Old Chi Laoguai, Old Demon, and even Demon Lord Qi Sha!

Being a treasure from the Demon Path, the ’Blood Converting Demonic Sabre’ has the peculiarity of consuming Essence Blood to amplify its power.

Fang Xi had only used the blood of a single Yuan Ying True Monarch before, but at that moment, with a light chuckle, he announced, "The second move is coming, be careful!"

As he spoke, the figure of Yama with three eyes and six arms materialized behind him, and the vertical eye on the forehead opened, releasing a flame onto the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre.

The Essence Blood of Demon Lord Qi Sha stored within the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre was quickly consumed, causing the saber to erupt with a blood light several zhang long!

How fearsome was Demon Lord Qi Sha?

He was once called the second strongest in Jiang Country, and even if he were to fight Fang Xi today without invoking the Kuyong Mysterious Light, Fang Xi was not sure he could win!

His cultivation had already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul middle stage, and his essence blood was incredibly formidable.

After being used by Fang Xi for the Blood Sacrifice to the Demonic Sabre, the power of the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre was unprecedentedly at its peak.

Fang Xi held the Blood Converting Demonic Sabre high with both hands and then brought it crashing down!

Whirr!

The scarlet blade light was like a sea of blood, within which countless wronged souls drifted, and an innumerable amount of blood runes flickered amidst it.

In an instant, the blade light swallowed Lord Black Sand...

Roar!

A moment later, a gigantic dragon formed from black sand burst forth from the sea of blood; it was unmistakably Lord Black Sand himself.

But at that moment, as he looked at the Quawn Sand Pot in his hand, his face was filled with bitterness.

On the body of the Quawn Sand Pot, unnoticed until now, was a faint red scratch.

Fang Xi’s strike had actually caused this Nascent Soul middle stage cultivator to be injured—his life-bound treasure was damaged!

"The third move!"

Fang Xi, seeing Lord Black Sand withstand his two moves, couldn’t help but inwardly praise him.

Against such an enemy, one must go all out as a sign of respect!

A mysterious light flashed atop his head, and the Heterodox Nascent Soul appeared, along with a small sword in his hand—the ’Divine Infant Sword’!

Wuuuaah!

The sword’s cry, akin to a baby’s wail, suddenly filled the surrounding void.

Inside Lord Black Sand’s dantian, the Nascent Soul that resembled him opened its eyes wide in shock, a hint of fear appearing on its tiny face...

"This sword..."

Lord Black Sand’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Typically, when a Nascent Soul cultivator lets out their Nascent Soul, it is either to flee or to fight desperately.

He was already tough to deal with, and now with this sword...

"Sir, please wait...I...admit defeat!" said Lord Black Sand with difficulty.

For a Nascent Soul middle stage cultivator to admit defeat to an early stage one was indeed somewhat embarrassing.

But it’s better to lose face than to lose life!

"Oh?"

Fang Xi ceased his spellcasting and looked at Lord Black Sand with a seemingly amused expression.

With a grit of his teeth, Lord Black Sand summoned a typhoon of Black Marsh Mysterious Sand that unexpectedly engulfed You Tianhao...

After the black typhoon passed, there was no longer any trace of that man left in that place.

Only a storage bag, along with the inner core of the Wind Thunder Horned Python, was thrown by Lord Black Sand to Fang Xi.

"Sir is indeed straightforward!"

Fang Xi collected the storage bag and the inner core, but the Nascent Soul above his head continued to toy with the ’Divine Infant Sword’ and did not return to the Mysterious Fire Zombie body.

"What is the meaning of this, Sir?" Lord Black Sand spoke with full alertness, fearing that Fang Xi might strike again.

Especially that small sword, which seemed to pose a strong threat to his Nascent Soul.

"Our clash was too noisy, I’m afraid it has caught the attention of a Transformed Great Demon..." Fang Xi sighed and looked around, then loudly proclaimed, "Come out!"

"Hehe... You two human cultivators really think nothing of the Monster Clan, boldly duelling in the wild like this..."

Pfft!

The ground exploded, and out burrowed a massive, gold-scaled creature like an armadillo, from which two Monster cultivators stood atop.

Monster Clan beings ascending to the fourth rank would have to undergo a ’Transformation Thunder Tribulation’, rumored to be even harder to withstand than the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation that cultivators faced!

Moreover, the success rate for third-rank peak Monster beasts enduring the tribulation was even lower than that of human cultivators forming their Nascent Soul.

The Heavenly Path is fair, granting the Monster Clan with long lifespans, strong physiques, and sharp innate Divine Skills, but naturally, it takes away something in return—such as extremely slow cultivation progress, more difficult than humans in advancing!

However, this very fact makes each Transformed fourth-rank Monster remarkable!

Fang Xi looked at the two figures that appeared atop the golden creature.

Fourth-rank Great Monsters could already transform into the shape of the human race.

The two Monsters that emerged—one was tall with a layer of green scales like ancient armor across their body and an odd horn atop their head.

The other seemed mostly human aside from the red scales on the cheeks and whiskers like a carp’s touching its lips.

"One middle stage, one early stage..."

Fang Xi’s expression grew grave. "This is a bit troublesome..."

"They are from the Five Elements Qilin Tribe!"

Lord Black Sand seemed to realize something and his expression turned even uglier. "The Five Elements Qilin Tribe is said to be the sovereign among Monster Clan beasts, and its people oftentimes awaken a part of the ’True Blood of Qilin’! They’re much tougher to deal with than ordinary Transformed Great Demons..."

"Since you know you can’t deal with us, why not leave behind your Nascent Souls as an apology?"

The red-scaled Monster laughed heartily as his Demon Qi soared to the heavens, indeed appearing to be several notches stronger than the average middle-stage Nascent Soul.