Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 605 - 603: Golden Toad (A Tribute to Night Sovereign of Miao-Ni) _1

Chapter 605: Chapter 603: Golden Toad (A Tribute to Night Sovereign of Miao-Ni) _1

Clang!

Meng Zhuzi infused his magic power into the ring on his finger, a thick layer of light screen emerged, blocking the sneak attack of three emerald flying needles.

A cultivator, shrouded in a layer of dark green brilliance and emitting magic power fluctuations of the late Core Formation stage, appeared. With a flick of his hand, three emerald-green phosphorus fire thunders smashed down!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Clusters of dark green flames exploded like flowing lava, spreading over the protective light screen, rapidly draining Meng Zhuzi’s magic power.

"Quickly!"

Ke Pingyuan knew they absolutely could not delay. A jade talisman in his hand shone brilliantly as it flew into the air and transformed into a pitch-black giant hand.

Pfft!

With a slap of the giant hand, the figure shrouded in the emerald light screen was firmly grasped and sealed.

"Let’s go!"

Although they could certainly take down this cultivation-robber with continued magical combat, Meng Zhuzi did not hesitate to leave.

Even if they could defeat this Core Formation cultivator, who knows how many more cultivation-robbers lay in wait.

To linger a moment longer was to invite greater danger.

"Big brother, where shall we go?"

Zuo Xiaoxuan’s external pill flew out from behind her head, and she held a third-rank magical treasure in her hands. Although her face was somewhat panicked, there was not a hint of fear.

A female cultivator who dares to fish in the Mysterious Dark Abyss was well accustomed to life and death; at this moment, she merely felt a bit lost.

"We’re heading to Mount Sang Qing, hoping Mr. Qing Hezi could shelter us..."

Meng Zhuzi glanced at the profound sky outside, making his decision.

Recently, who knows how many wolves, tigers, and leopards lurked outside the market.

Rashly escaping the Air Mulberry Mountain Range could be even more dangerous; they might even get caught up in the main battlefield!

The three of them fled to the base of Mount Sang Qing with clashing escape lights, looking rather disheveled.

Seeing the fully activated Mountain Protecting Array still in force, they couldn’t help but feel a surge of relief on their faces.

Meng Zhuzi immediately took out several Voice Transmission Talismans and let them fly into the array.

In just an instant, the array split open a crack, allowing the trio to enter and see the leisurely Fang Xi watching the show.

"Mr. Qing Hezi, tonight the Kong Sang Market was suddenly breached..."

Meng Zhuzi bowed deeply: "We humbly ask you to provide a place of refuge for the three of us siblings. We would be forever grateful..."

"Enough..."

Fang Xi waved his hand indifferently, "Considering our acquaintance, I wouldn’t stand by and watch you die."

Moreover, he had already prepared to reveal the strength of a ’major Demon Path cultivator,’ in readiness for his later advancement to the Transcendent God stage.

In the current chaotic situation, without demonstrating some strength, he might well be treated as an easy target by others.

Indeed, being targeted wasn’t a big issue, but he feared that after counter-killing a few pawns, he might end up directly confronting powers at the Transcendent God level. That would create an inescapable situation, which would be most unfavorable.

It would be better to show a might that is not to be trifled with which, in turn, could actually make him a target for recruitment.

Of course, tests were to be expected, but with Fang Xi’s nasty character of always keeping something up his sleeve, he was confident that ultimately, the one at a loss would not be him.

"Thank you, senior."

Meng Zhuzi, along with Zuo Xiaoxuan and Ke Pingyuan, hastened their thanks.

"Don’t rush, let’s clean up the tail first."

Fang Xi laughed heartily, the Demon Qi around him surged, transforming into a ferocious Demonic Hand.

He stood with his hands behind his back, in the center of the Demonic Hand, which carried him as it flew out of Mount Sang Qing.

At the same time, a terrifying spiritual pressure spread out violently from him in all directions.

Several covert escape lights, like frightened small animals, scurried away in panic. These were cultivators coveting Mount Sang Qing, among them not a few Nascent Souls.

But upon witnessing Fang Xi’s true cultivation level, they quickly made their escape as fast as they could!

Although Fang Xi wasn’t particularly elated by the scene, he looked in the direction from which Meng Zhuzi and the others had come: "Sir, since you’ve come, why not show yourself for a meeting."

A golden light flashed, and a man in an embroidered gold robe materialized.

This person appeared to be in his forties, with a bronzed complexion, a resolute face, and likewise emitted the spiritual pressure of a late-stage Nascent Soul.

"Wang family’s Wang Lingdao, I bid you greetings, ’Mr. Qing Hezi’."

Wang Lingdao looked at Fang Xi, a hint of awe on his face: "Sir is truly a dedicated cultivator, having reached the late-stage of Nascent Soul yet keeping such a low profile..."

A late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could crush an average Nascent Soul in battle, and even in the Earth Immortal Realm, he would not be considered weak.

Furthermore, being merely at the late stage of Nascent Soul, and not at Great Perfection, he was still a few steps from becoming a Transcendent God, so it wouldn’t immediately evoke fear in others.

This was precisely the level of strength Fang Xi had decided to reveal publicly after some consideration.

"I only wish to meditate and practice. Is this chaos in Kong Sang Market your doing?"

Fang Xi shook his head and suddenly asked.

Wang Lingdao answered seriously, "This is a united decision of many forces within the ’Contrary Water Alliance’ ... Not to hide it from you, as we made our move, the experts of the Dragon Controlling Sect have probably already headed to Black Water Sect. After tonight, whether the Black Water Sect will still exist is uncertain..."

He did not use Divine Consciousness Transmission, but intentionally let his voice carry far.

Meng Zhuzi, who was inside the array, heard this and his expression suddenly changed! He had previously captured the fifth sister and presented her to the Black Water Sect, definitively declaring his stance. Now, it could become a death warrant!

"The three within your array are individuals whom my Wang family has specifically marked as needed, so I ask you, friend, to be accommodating. My Wang family would be enormously grateful..."

Wang Lingdao bowed as he spoke.

Actually, the Qing Mountain Five Righteousness, which didn’t even have a single Nascent Soul among them, didn’t really count for much.

Even though the others had captured ’Contrary Water Alliance’s Tao Zilan, it was actually a minor issue.

Releasing them for the sake of a great cultivator’s face was not entirely unacceptable.

Alas, these three were also entangled with that Transcendent God Demon Sovereign at the time!

Suddenly appearing, that Demon Sovereign killed the Wang family’s genius, Wang Qiao, leaving the Wang Family Ancestor heartbroken.

Moreover, having a Transcendent God Demon Sovereign roaming nearby was a thorn in the side for all the major powers.

Although the Wang family knew it was a slim hope, they still wanted to catch these three and interrogate them thoroughly.

"Take these three away?!"

Fang Xi glanced at Meng Zhuzi and the other two, and amidst their anxious gazes, he suddenly smiled, "But I have already promised to protect them, what to do?"

Wang Lingdao’s eyes narrowed slightly, not betraying his emotions.

As he pondered over Fang Xi’s thoughts, Fang Xi also smiled and said, "How about this... Ever since I’ve advanced to the late Nascent Soul stage, I have not sparred with cultivators of the same level... so how about a bet with a limit of ten moves? Within ten moves, no matter who gains the upper hand, one can make a feasible minor request of the other!"

"Ten moves? Agreed!"

Wang Lingdao’s eyes brightened, a hint of a smile appearing on his face.

It was unlikely for two great cultivators to determine a victor in a short period of time; the opponent’s move obviously showed a reluctance to become enemies with the Wang family.

"Please!"

Wang Lingdao formed seals with his hands and quickly recited an incantation.

Gurgle!

Suddenly, a streak of golden light burst forth in the dim sky.

The golden light converged, forming a three-legged golden toad image, emitting a heaven-shaking roar.

One after another, golden coins appeared in the void, suddenly strung together by red lines, transforming into numerous copper coin flying swords.

"Go!"

Wang Lingdao pointed at Fang Xi, and countless flashes of golden light descended, with dozens, if not hundreds, of magic weapons level golden coin swords falling from the sky.

The sight made Meng Zhuzi and the others’ faces change drastically.

"Is this the might of a late Nascent Soul great cultivator? Just a casual spell, and it would seem we have nowhere to be buried..."

Ke Pingyuan looked at the sky filled with golden coin swords, his face showing a look of despair.

"Mr. Qing Hezi is actually a late Nascent Soul great cultivator; he will definitely be able to save us."

Zuo Xiaoxuan’s eyes were full of hope.

Meng Zhuzi heard this, but her expression grew dim.

"Slash!"

Fang Xi made a gesture with his right hand, and a pitch-black Demon Saber appeared in his grasp. The saber emitted a chilling cold light, with flashes of demon light, and one blood rune after another burst forth.

With just one light sweep of the saber, all the golden coin swords turned into countless golden specks and dissipated.

He appeared careless, yet swung another cut towards Wang Lingdao.

Swoosh!

In the void, a several hundred-zhang-long saber light appeared, like a roaring tiger and chilling gale, as if about to sweep Wang Lingdao into its grasp.

"Gurgle!"

The three-legged golden toad burst out with an earth-shattering roar, its tongue rolling out and enveloping Wang Lingdao completely.

Sizzle, sizzle!

One after another, black saber lights slashed at the seemingly soft tongue, but they dissipated one by one.

"Heh heh, this is a strange treasure I luckily obtained while wandering the Star Domain. Sir, you should be careful."

Wang Lingdao had a golden coin revealed in his hand.

The golden coin was mottled with wear, its ancient seal script no longer discernible. With just one spin, countless colossal coins emerged in the void, crashing down towards Fang Xi.

Seeing this, Fang Xi opened his mouth to breathe out a pitch-black flame, which was none other than the six-fold Demon Flames!

These demon flames could change color and carried a variety of demon fire powers.

Now, Fang Xi had reined in much of their power, presenting only the pure black demon fire.

Sizzle, sizzle!

A wisp of pitch-black spark touched one of the colossal coins.

There was a flash of fire in the void, and that coin instantly transformed into a ball of pitch-black flames.

Immediately following, as if contagious, all the golden coins in the sky ignited at once, turning into a meteor shower of fire raining towards Wang Lingdao.

His complexion changed slightly as he poured magic power into the ancient coin in his hand.

The golden coin immediately ballooned immensely, emitting a beam of golden light from its square hole.

Boom!

To the surprise of onlookers, the pitch-black demon fire ignited the golden light too!

The fire spread, reaching the coin itself.

Crack!

Wang Lingdao recalled the coin with a changed complexion, a pained expression on his face. The coin was already halfway melted, clearly ruined.

"What kind of demon fire is this, that a single strike could ruin my ’Ten Thousand Treasures Coin’?!"

He looked at the ball of pitch-black demon fire, a wary expression on his face. He was preparing to play his trump card and risk his life when suddenly the black fire in the sky retracted and collected in Mr. Qing Hezi’s palm, condensing into a flame the size of an egg.

Such control over the demon fire, taming it to respond as desired, was a proof of having completely mastered this type of demon fire.

Some demon flames, though powerful, are extremely prone to backlash against their master. To tame and direct them as effortlessly as Fang Xi was a whole different level!

"I’ve only just become accustomed to this ’Black Sun Demon Fire’..."

Fang Xi casually made up a name, "This fire is fierce and stubborn after barely managing to cast it, I’ve already greatly exhausted my magic power... Shall we consider these ten moves a draw?"