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Chapter 631 - 628: Dragon Imperial Sect (Seeking Subscription)_1

Chapter 631: Chapter 628: Dragon Imperial Sect (Seeking Subscription)_1

A moment later.

Fang Xi’s Escape Light swiftly departed.

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon watched the other leave, then transformed into an Escape Light himself, flying towards one side of the Mysterious Dark Abyss.

Miles away, he landed on a pitch-black Spirit Boat, his expression suddenly turning rigid. His face went through a series of changes, revealing mechanical and unfamiliar features.

At the same time, his ink robe transformed into a piece of pitch-black armor.

This ’Ink-Silver Flood Dragon’ was actually just a fifth-rank Puppet!

Inside the cabin, the real Ink-Silver Flood Dragon was weak with depleted blood and energy. His cultivation had even fallen to the initial stages of the Transcendent God.

Upon seeing the Puppet return, a relieved expression finally appeared on his ashen face: "This Puppet made from ’Ten Thousand Changes Clay’ hasn’t let me down after all..."

"Sect Master..."

An old man beside him, at the level of Transcendent God, had tears in his eyes, knowing full well that ever since taking the ’Sky Demon Transformation Pill’ to forcibly boost his magic power to the Returning to Emptiness level, the Sect Master’s lifespan had been gradually coming to an end.

Moreover, after previously activating secret skills in desperation to suppress his injuries and leading the Mo Sect disciples out of danger, he suffered a great loss in his Primordial Energy, with his cultivation level dropping significantly. To the point that now, he could potentially be Sitting and Transforming at any moment...

In order to maintain the image of a Perfect Transcendent God before others, he had no choice but to deploy the last fifth-rank Puppet in the Mo Sect.

This fifth-rank Puppet, infused with a large amount of ’Ten Thousand Changes Clay’ during its creation, could take on any form and even mimic the magic power fluctuations of anyone below Returning to Emptiness.

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon recounted the deal with Fang Xi, a bitter smile on his face: "This Qing Hezi has no shred of loyalty to the Dragon Controlling Sect. With his protection, it’s indeed feasible for our people to move around a little in the Mysterious Dark Abyss... And to find that entrance to the Secret Realm, this is the only way."

"Sect Master..."

The old man’s face flashed with sorrow: "For this Immortal Mansion, our Mo Sect has paid too much..."

"Yes... Immortal Mansion."

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon’s face showed a hint of flush: "What ordinary Earth Immortal Realm cultivators build can only be considered a Secret Realm... Only a Secret Realm fallen from the True Immortal Realm can truly be called an Immortal Mansion; that is also the only place where Immortal Jade can be mined..."

Within Immortal Jade is a trace of Immortal Qi; its value far exceeds that of top-grade Spirit Stones and is a rare material only occasionally exchanged among cultivators above the Returning to Emptiness level.

Such stones naturally can only be found within an Immortal Mansion.

"Our Sect’s founder once witnessed the fall of an Immortal Mansion. It’s just a pity that he perished without leaving detailed information, but it’s certain that it’s within the Mysterious Dark Abyss!"

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon said earnestly: "If our Mo Sect obtains the residence of the Immortals, we might one day become a Sect like the Star Sect!"

"Yes... But until now, we haven’t even found the door to the Immortal Mansion..."

A trace of sadness flashed across the old man’s face.

"Cough cough..."

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon coughed a few times; his breath weakened further: "We have all made an oath since the beginning of our Cultivation; now that we’re so close to hope, how can we give up? That Hei Miao did not tell us the exact location of the entrance, but did reveal enough to let us lock onto a certain area of the Mysterious Dark Abyss... If we send people to search meticulously, we will surely find it."

"Hopefully so... Most of the disciples of our Mo Sect have already left the Dragon Controlling Sect’s area, and we few old fellows are determined to follow the Sect Master to the death," the old man said, his expression turning resolute.

Suddenly, his face showed a hint of hesitation: "But... can we trust that Qing Hezi? Are we really going to hand over the legacy of the Mo Sect to him?"

"Of course not. I will make him swear an oath with an ’Immortal Spiritual Document’ to not reveal the Secret Realm to a third party..."

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon said indifferently: "And as for the craft of puppetry, our Mo Sect possesses an extensive range. I plan to give him the construction plans for Mechanism City first."

Upon hearing this, the old man’s eyes lit up: "Sect Master is wise."

Although the Mechanism City was frighteningly powerful, it was expensive to build, and the most troublesome part was that the design alone could fill hundreds of rooms!

Even if stored in jade slips, ordinary ones couldn’t hold them all; at least a hundred would be required!

If one wished to fully understand them, even a Puppet Master would need hundreds of years just to comprehend the plans.

And when it came to actual construction, it would likely take a thousand years to build a Floating City!

The Mo Sect’s accomplishments today are the result of generations of ancestors pouring out their efforts!

For the Mo Sect, the art of constructing Mechanism Cities is important, but in reality it is somewhat superfluous.

What they truly can’t afford to lose is the art of fifth-rank Puppetry!

That is truly the foundation of their existence!

"Let Qing Hezi covet the art of Puppetry all he wants, so he can immerse himself in studying it..."

A hint of cold sneer flashed on Ink-Silver Flood Dragon’s face, which then turned somewhat melancholy: "Dragon Controlling Sect... After this battle, I’ve seen through quite a bit; the so-called Dragon Controlling Sect might as well be called ’Dragon Imperial Sect’. It’s really hard to say whether today’s Lord Nine Dragon can control that Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon..."

Otherwise, it should have been Lord Nine Dragon undergoing tribulation this time.

He wouldn’t have let the Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon advance in strength and become even harder to restrain... unless it had already gone out of control!

"In which case... we might have an opportunity. Why not spread the word?"

The old man’s eyes brightened.

"The Star Sect is likely aware... The one who helped us this time, that Returning to Emptiness practitioner, used the Ghost Path cultivation covertly, which most likely wasn’t their own skill! Their actions are secretive, but they were willing to get involved. Clearly not because of any benefit we could offer, but because they already have their own agenda against the Dragon Controlling Sect; they might even be spies from the Upper Sect!"

Ink-Silver Flood Dragon said: "This time, that old Returning to Emptiness Flood Dragon appeared imposing, but in reality, it has already sown the seeds of disaster... Just watch, within two hundred years, the Dragon Controlling Sect is bound to face great calamity! It’s a pity... I will not see it."

The Sect Master’s foresight, the old man had always believed in.

Upon hearing this deduction, the old man’s face did not show joy but instead saluted: "Sect Master..."

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon waved his hand, his face carrying a look of calm resignation as if he’d seen through everything, "Let it be... Although we cultivators seek long life through our practices, how many ascend to the True Immortal Realm and actually achieve everlasting life? To live for thousands of years is already a victory over many of our contemporaries... After I’m gone, you will take over as Sect Leader. Remember two things..."

...

The attack on Dragon Controlling Sect and the subsequent manhunt for members of the Mo Sect not only persisted over time but seemed to intensify.

This time, the Dragon Controlling Sect truly seemed to have been stepped on the tail. Many Transcendent God elders rushed in all directions, taking charge of various tasks to capture the remnants of the Mo Sect.

Even Qin Longzi made a special trip to the Kong Sang Market, forcing Fang Xi to fully activate the market’s array, allowing Zuo Xiaoxuan to conduct a thorough search. They even managed to catch a few unlucky ones to hand over to Qin Longzi for completing his tasks.

Amidst the turmoil, Fang Xi lived a very leisurely life.

Sometimes he would cultivate peacefully in his Dongfu or indulge in delicacies.

Or he would go fishing in the Mysterious Dark Abyss, spending his days in a leisurely and comfortable manner.

On this day.

He transformed into a streak of black light as usual and headed into the depths of the Mysterious Dark Abyss.

A Spirit Boat appeared, carrying him towards the deeper reaches.

The Misty Sea Area.

This place was nearly five million miles deep into the Mysterious Dark Abyss. Fang Xi had a profound impression of it from his previous encounter with the giant kun here.

"This Ink-Silver Flood Dragon really picked this place for the rendezvous..."

He muttered to himself, taking out a specially made Array Disk and infusing it with Magic Power.

Next, he dropped anchor, found a good spot, and began fishing while waiting.

Splash!

Fang Xi watched the surface of the water with great patience, until seven or eight hours later when he abruptly swung his rod.

Crack!

A five-hundred-year-old Dragon Newt was flung out of the Mysterious Dark Abyss and onto the deck.

Before it could show its might, a layer of frost sealed it in ice.

Although fish farming had started in the Lower Realm, there was little yield so far. The primary materials for crafting the ’True Blood Pill’ still relied heavily on fishing contributions.

"Sir truly knows how to enjoy leisure..."

Accompanied by a clear and merry laugh, the Ink-Silver Flood Dragon arrived on the deck with an old man.

Fang Xi looked at the Ink-Silver Flood Dragon with a hint of suspicion in his expression.

Although it was indeed the same person, he felt somewhat different from that day.

’What a pity... If the true body was here, with the sensitivity of the Kuyong Skills, it would probably be even clearer about this person’s physical condition...’

He regretted inwardly but still bowed respectfully first, "I’ve seen the Mo Dao friend before, is this..."

"This is my junior brother—Mo Yinqiu... He is currently the deputy leader of the Mo Sect, and in the future, he’ll be the one to take over interactions with you."

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon introduced.

"So it is Mo Yinqiu Sir..."

Fang Xi exchanged a few polite words, noting Mo Yinqiu’s somewhat aloof demeanor. With a slight smile, he chose not to engage further, "Sect Leader, your visit today suggests that you have decided to go ahead with the trade."

"Indeed, that is the case."

The demeanor of the Ink-Silver Flood Dragon suddenly became extremely solemn, prompting Mo Yinqiu next to him to present an object.

It was a white document radiating powerful spiritual light, covered with contract terms written in ancient seal script.

"This is the Immortal Spiritual Document, created using skills passed down from the True Immortal Realm. Although this document is only of the lowest grade, once we sign it... we cannot breach the agreement. Otherwise, our Nascent Souls will surely perish, and even those who have Returned to Emptiness would be gravely injured."

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon said solemnly, "It is only through swearing an oath on this document, vowing never to disclose the trade details and information on the Secret Realm, that we may proceed with the trade."

"Immortal Spiritual Document?"

Fang Xi’s gaze flickered as his Divine Consciousness swept over the document several times, confirming the contents before finally nodding, "That’s a reasonable proposition... However, are only the Sect Leader and myself signing the contract?"

"Not just myself, but also Yinqiu!"

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon cast a meaningful glance at Fang Xi, aware that he might have perceived something amiss.

"In that case, I have no objections."

Fang Xi said with a smile.

The Ink-Silver Flood Dragon and Mo Yinqiu exchanged glances, and a surge of Magic Power wrapped around a strand of Essence Blood fell on the Immortal Spiritual Document, forming two imprints.

Fang Xi extended his right hand, and a drop of crimson blood emerged, likewise falling upon the Immortal Spiritual Document.

The document instantly ignited, and gold and silver runes sparkled before vanishing into the bodies of the three individuals.

"Hmm?"

Within Fang Xi’s Dantian Qi Ocean, the Heterodox Nascent Soul opened its eyes, "Indeed... I sense that a great backlash would occur if the contract is violated... but it cannot affect my true body, as it is protected by the Supreme Treasure..."