Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 502 - 500: Intercept (Seeking Subscription) _1

Chapter 502: Chapter 500: Intercept (Seeking Subscription) _1

The Flying Insect Carriage transformed into a streak of light and swiftly vanished into the sky.

A hazy illusion emerged.

From within the illusion, two people slowly walked out.

One of them wore a gray robe, with a face pale as a sickly ghost, occasionally coughing a few times.

The other was clad in golden monk robes, with a scar seared into his head, clearly a monk.

"Cough cough... Master Golden Light, I must rely on you to watch over our journey," said the cultivator with the ghastly appearance as he coughed twice and sighed, "That Master Biyu also turned out to be from the Five Elements Qilin Tribe... cough cough... If he dies on our side, it would indeed be troublesome, but if he were to die in the West Six Realms, that would be just perfect."

"Amitabha... To kill is to protect life, for the sake of the common people in the Western Desert, we can only send this evil creature into reincarnation," the golden-robed monk said as he pressed his hands together, a look of compassion on his face.

"As for me... cough cough... I need to go to Black Dragon City... to experience Lord Black Sky’s ’Mysterious Light Profound Art’... cough cough"

This man, looking like a sickly ghost and thin as a skeleton, turned out to be a great Nascent Soul cultivator!

"Ever since thirty years ago, when Black Sand sent the message... we have been keeping an eye on the Black Dragon Sect, and now we finally have our opportunity."

Master Golden Light said, "Such a significant sect, with deep and complex influences, is related to the safety of the Southern Border regions. We need a foolproof strategy; otherwise if Lord Black Sky gets angry and joins the demons, endless slaughter will ensue... But on my way here, is it enough to just ensure that this Biyu Kylin dies in the West Six Realms? Could the rumors be true... could that person really come from the Sacred Fire Sect?"

"Cough cough... No more can be said," the sickly looking Nascent Soul cultivator coughed a few times, "All in all, even though the channels to the Higher Realm have stabilized recently, and a Transcendent God-level demon has descended, they are still constrained by the rules of this realm and their power is greatly reduced... Our Western Desert remains as stable as Mount Tai."

"I see, now I can truly be at ease..."

Suddenly, Master Golden Light asked, "Then this ’God Bewitching Order’, is that also part of your arrangements?"

When it came to this, the sickly cultivator shook his head, "The God Bewitching Order is tied to an ancient worm cultivator’s secret realm. The means of the ancient worm cultivators are bizarre and extraordinary, creating a secret realm and prohibitions that outsiders find hard to break, only the ’God Bewitching Order’ can grant entrance. But when the Monster Clan descended during ancient times, the school that hid the God Bewitching Order was coincidentally annihilated, and all its treasures plundered by the Monster Clan..."

"So it seems the God Bewitching Order was something the Biyu Kylin brought back specially from the Monster World. It’s hard to know what kind of trouble he is planning to bury... However, I should observe it carefully," said Master Golden Light, his hands pressed together, his face full of sorrow for the world’s suffering.

"Cough cough... Anyway, you have free reign to handle this matter, Master," said the sickly Nascent Soul cultivator, not minding that Master Golden Light seemed to have some thoughts about the situation.

As a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the other party had the right to make such requests.

Even if he contemplated sparing the life of the Biyu Kylin for the moment, waiting for it to open the secret worm cultivator realm and then striking, would not really matter...

...

Outside Shao Yang City.

Fang Xi released his Escape Light and looked towards the grand city not far away.

In the vast desert, the sturdy earthy-yellow walls of Shao Yang City resembled a mighty dragon, blending seamlessly with the surrounding sands.

Within the city walls, one after another, crimson lights were seen, like the Great Sun not yet risen.

"A fourth-tier Great Array, its prowess surpasses that of the Dragon Transformation Array of Black Dragon City..."

He compared the city-defending array of Shao Yang City to that of Black Dragon City in his mind and derived a conclusion.

Upon entering Shao Yang City, he saw that the ground was laid with earthy-yellow stone slabs, with somewhat blurred runes inscribed upon them.

Stepping on the slabs, a sensation of heat transferred upwards, suggesting that these stone slabs also contained some Fire Attribute spiritual power.

Fang Xi pulled out a jade slip and infused it with his Divine Consciousness.

Not long after, he followed the map to a shop front.

On the shop’s signboard, the paint was mottled, with ’Three Talents Shop’ spelled out in golden letters.

Fang Xi entered, and a greeter came forward immediately. Seeing Fang Xi’s veiled appearance under the wide hat, the greeter paused briefly.

Without saying much, he simply threw a jade slip.

After a glance, the greeter’s expression changed slightly, "Please proceed upstairs, sir; the shopkeeper will arrive shortly."

Fang Xi nodded and followed the greeter into a private room.

It wasn’t long before a middle-aged scholar-looking cultivator pushed open the door, swiftly closing and sealing it with several Protection Talismans.

He scanned Fang Xi with his Divine Consciousness, and immediately felt reverence, proceeding to give a deep bow, "Disciple ’Wang Siyu’ from Three Immortals Sect, greets the senior Tiankui."

Of course, the Three Talents Shop was a property of the Three Immortals Sect, and the head of the sect, Chun Yuzhun, had long since sent a letter instructing his disciples here to serve diligently.

"Hmm, the information you sent back this time? Good, very good..."

Fang Xi threw out one of the Inferior Magic Tools from his Storage Bag as a gift for Wang Siyu, who immediately showed a look of gratitude, "Thank you for the generous gift, senior... The time, place, and even the tokens for the private exchange event have been acquired by me... "

"Hold on, not so fast. Can you contact Jue Yanzi? Send a note from me to him!"

Fang Xi waved his hand.

An exchange event was still too uncertain; naturally, it’s best to preemptively secure the desired items.

As for what to exchange? As for objects that could aid in Nascent Soul condensation, the ultimate item in the Western Desert Cultivation World was naturally the ’Infant Transformation Pill,’ which Fang Xi did not possess.

But he had killed many Nascent Souls from the Western Desert, and had found quite a lot of good stuff in their Storage Bags.

And if worse came to worst, there was always the world of Nine States to scavenge from.

Making a deal with ’Jue Yanzi’ wouldn’t be a problem.

"That... should be possible," Wang Siyu replied.

The middle-aged scholar held the magical tool in his hand, quickly calculating in his mind.

He dared not make a guarantee in front of a Nascent Soul master, such a promise already proved he was fully confident!

...

Two days later.

Heaven Fragrance Teahouse.

Fang Xi sat cross-legged, a set of teaware laid out in front of him.

He leisurely brewed tea, savoring it... truly enjoying himself.

Unaware of how much time had passed, a knocking sound suddenly rang out, "Is that Senior Tiankui?"

"Hmm, come in!"

Fang Xi waved his hand and cast out a streak of green magic power, directly opening the private room’s door.

A figure flashed at the door, and a young cultivator walked in.

The man looked to be around thirty, with sword eyebrows that shot up to his temples, wearing a white robe, and with a mass of crimson flame on his back, presenting a gallant appearance.

’Core Formation Great Perfection... No wonder he’s seeking Infant Condensing spiritual objects.’

Having seen this, Fang Xi inwardly remarked with a sigh, ’Additionally, he’s bold enough to come alone...’

Shao Yang City is Sacred Fire Sect’s territory. This Jue Yanzi has the cultivation level of Core Formation Great Perfection and comes from a prominent school, therefore he surely has the capacity to hold his own for a move or two against a Nascent Soul old monster’s sudden attack.

If he could stall for that brief moment, a Nascent Soul cultivator from his own sect would be able to arrive and provide support, by which time even a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn’t be able to escape!

This is what one calls pride in one’s skills emboldening the brave!

Fang Xi looked at the young Core Formation cultivator bowing respectfully before him with proper decorum and could not help but nod in approval.

"Jue Yanzi pays respects to Lord Tiankui," said Jue Yanzi, as he bowed slightly. "The lord summoned me, mentioning you had an Infant Condensing spiritual object?"

"Of course, I need a Three Yang Sub-fire to cultivate a divine skill..." Fang Xi took a small sip of Spiritual Tea, a hint of cyan and yellow flashed through his eyes.

’This Jue Yanzi could probably live another two hundred years or so... If I were to kill him, it wouldn’t require a second move!’

Currently, when he used the Kuyong Mysterious Light to strike at Core Formation cultivators, it was truly invincible, even possessing a tenfold enhancement!

But Fang Xi definitely wouldn’t do that, as killing Core Formation cultivators that could be snuffed out with a single breath in exchange for a year of lifespan was a loss!

"The Three Yang Sub-fire is a branch of the Sacred Fire of our sect, which is highly treasured. Only several Nascent Soul ancestors in our sect have the authority to negotiate its distribution..."

Jue Yanzi extended his hand, and a peculiar flame with a deep blue core, a light yellow middle layer, and a red exterior appeared floating above it.

The temperature around them suddenly soared, causing the leaves and branches of a nearby Spirit Plant to curl slightly.

"With my modest abilities, I was chosen as an emissary of the Sacred Fire and thus came to possess a Three Yang Sub-fire," Jue Yanzi said, looking at the flame in his palm with a hint of reluctance, his voice softened. "Now, for the sake of the Immortal Realm Dao, I can only abandon it."

Fang Xi did not inquire why this man did not seek the support of his sect.

As Sacred Fire Sect is influential, harboring several major cultivators, its internal competition for power is undoubtedly fierce.

This Jue Yanzi, while appearing talented, was actually over two hundred years old before barely reaching Core Formation Great Perfection, in the Three Immortals Sect he might be considered a genius, yet within the Sacred Fire Sect, he was merely average.

Being unable to compete with those true geniuses was understandable.

No matter how complex the internal politics were, Fang Xi did not want to get involved; he simply nodded slightly and then flicked his sleeve.

Three jade boxes appeared, floating in front of him.

Jue Yanzi took a deep breath, opened the first jade box, and his face immediately revealed a hint of surprise, "Is this... a Blood Dragon Crystal?!"

"Correct. To break through major realms, the essence, qi, and spirit are indispensable. After refining this ’Blood Dragon Crystal’, within seven days, your vitality will surge like a dragon, which is greatly beneficial to the condensation of a Nascent Soul," Fang Xi said plainly.

This ’Blood Dragon Crystal’ was something he had found in the Storage Bag of that woman demon who had refined the Bone-Melting Blood Flame.

With great self-control, Jue Yanzi forced his gaze away and opened the second jade box.

Inside this box was only a jade vial containing a single pill.

Upon opening the vial, a wisp of black light emerged, and a strange pitch-black pill floated out, with seven tiny holes on its surface, resembling a person’s orifices, inhaling and exhaling slowly.

Seeing this pill, Jue Yanzi’s joy further intensified, "A Seven Xuan Increase Origin Pill, once swallowed and refined, this pill will increase the magic power of any cultivator below Nascent Soul by ten to twenty percent..."

Actually, this pill had already hit his bottom line, but Jue Yanzi still managed to suppress his excitement and opened the third jade box.

Then... his expression became somewhat strange.

Lying within the jade box was a crystal-like object, shaped into a circle.

"This object..."

Looking puzzled, he turned his gaze to Fang Xi.

"This object is known as the ’Seven Emotions Treasure Mirror’. If a cultivator casts their Divine Consciousness into it, they can fully experience a succession of Heart Demon attacks without the risk of going mad," Fang Xi explained with a slight smile.

This was naturally the black technology from the Nine States: "This object can only be used twice before it’s completely expended... If you choose this, young friend, make sure to grasp the opportunity well."