Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 931 - 787: Escape

Chapter 931: Chapter 787: Escape

Bai Gan Village.

Under the peach tree.

Fang Xi bit into a peach, its white flesh tinged with red, and with a thought, a water mirror appeared.

The large black fish puppet was lurking at the bottom of the river, and had already seen Gan Yu boarding the black-canopied boat, heading towards Bai Gan Village.

"Taoist Law?"

He murmured to himself.

In this world, it’s difficult to draw upon spiritual energy, even for a Transcendent God Cultivator, it’s hard to break through the net of Taoist Law!

But Cultivation has always been about defying the heavens and seizing its creation for oneself, otherwise why would there be tribulations like lightning calamities?

One benefit of surviving the calamities is that your ability to manipulate the Power of Heaven and Earth deepens!

Upon reaching the Returning to Emptiness stage, one can directly control the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy and break through the blockade of Taoist Law.

Now, every time he casts a magic spell, it’s like a challenge to Taoist Law.

Of course, below Returning to Emptiness, one still bites the dust.

If he were to go to the Heavenly Court and face its even more stringent Heavenly Decrees than the Taoist Law, even Fang Xi as he is now wouldn’t have much confidence...

"Fortunately, down in the Lower Realm, it is still sufficient..."

Having finished the peach, Fang Xi waved his hand lightly, and several items appeared in front of him.

The first was a pitch-black pearl, heavy as a mountain, with a dark luster and an obscure aura, seeming somewhat incompatible with the world around it.

Besides that, there was a corroded arrowhead, a piece of torn fabric that seemed to come from a banner, and a heavy black iron casting...

These three pieces of junk did not have any aura of being out of place; on the contrary, they were full of spiritual energy and each manifested its own extraordinariness.

"I asked my self for support and this is what I get, these trashes!"

Fang Xi curled his lip in dissatisfaction.

Ever since he delved into the laws of this world, he had taken the time to return to Falling Sky Island to seek aid from his Incarnation.

His Incarnation was generous indeed, giving him these items with a sweep of his hand.

"Not even one damaged Immortal Mansion Rare Treasure, just these fragments..."

He sighed.

These arrowhead, fabric piece, and iron block were indeed fragments of Immortal Mansion Rare Treasures!

After all, even if there were no complete treasures on Falling Sky Island, the fragments wielded by those Integration-stage Cultivators were not few.

And previously, his Incarnation had destroyed the master of the black market and several Integration-stage cultivators of alien races, resulting in such spoils of war.

It’s just a pity there were no intact Immortal Mansion Rare Treasures.

These kinds of fragments his Incarnation didn’t care for were naturally dumped here like trash.

After all, it’s no loss if they were gone.

"I’m scolding myself if I scold him, I’m not mad, not mad... wait, why am I being so petty?"

Fang Xi exhaled a long breath and picked up the last black pearl.

This pearl was actually a treasure, originating from the master of the black market.

This late-stage Integration Cultivator belonged to a strange alien race, one that couldn’t even form a stable clan but existed as a few isolated individuals.

This alien race, my own Incarnation, was essentially a mountain range, majestic and vast, far surpassing cultivators of the same level in both physique and Magic Power and even capable of fighting across levels.

However, he met Fang Xi who didn’t play by the rules and was directly obliterated...

"This ’Mountain Pearl’ was the core of the black market master... an Exotic Treasure that is hard to come by. It is the supreme material for Sacrificial Refining an Externalization. Just infuse a wisp of Divine Soul, and you can get a complete Incarnation... and it also has many wondrous uses."

"My Incarnation didn’t refine it himself but gave it to me to refine; it seems he still has many reservations about the God Path, doesn’t it?"

"So it seems I’m the firewall? If there’s any downside to the God Path Incarnation, can he just cut me off?"

To congeal a Godhood Position, there are only three major methods.

One is to be conferred by the Taoist Court, which is the most popular but also the hardest. Especially nowadays with the severe overcrowding of Taoist Court officials, even Jinshi find it difficult to obtain a real position.

The second is to widely spread faith, gather worship, and form it on one’s own. However, this is not recognized by the Taoist Court and is considered heretical worship, which will be suppressed.

The last is Innate Gods, who naturally receive their Godhood Positions from Heaven and Earth.

Essentially, the last is the best, as it allows one to not be influenced or interfered with by the Taoist Court.

As for the Heavenly Emperor? For any deity born within these worlds, completely breaking away from their influence is almost impossible.

The Incarnation refined from this ’Mountain Pearl’ naturally corresponds to a mountain transforming into a spirit, making it particularly easy to comprehend heaven and earth and gain such a Godhood Position.

Fang Xi muttered to himself, gaining some understanding of his Incarnation’s thoughts. With a flash of light in his hand, he put away the four items.

Then, taking out a talisman brush and talisman ink, he started referencing the ’Supreme Child Spirit Official Instrument’ from the Well Dragon King and the memory of the ’Bull Head Mountain Ancient Well Water Transporter,’ attempting to decompose and imitate the Divine Text!

Divine Text is drawn from the Heavenly Emperor’s comprehension of the Dao and the foundation of talisman decrees, representing some sort of source rule.

With only a slight delving into it, he felt that each stroke contained an endless mystery.

A single Divine Text seemed to encompass everything, whether it’s the Void Laws, Law of Time, or any other Rules... one could find traces and patterns within it.

It’s as if... it interprets ’Dao’ from a different angle!

Even, the opportunity to advance my Taoist of Talisman practice to the seventh or even eighth tier lies right here.

...

The next day.

Fang Xi pushed open the door and stretched, only to see Gan Yu already waiting outside.

"Greetings, teacher."

Gan Yu still carried some dampness, clearly having been waiting there since early morning.

Such behavior could be called respecting the teacher and valuing the Tao, which is highly regarded in this world.

"Ah, it’s Yu..."

Fang Xi smiled, "Just in time, the peaches are ripe today, we can pick a few to eat..."

"Thank you, teacher..."

Gan Yu thanked him, then sat down with Fang Xi under the peach tree, setting up the Go board.

This time the game started, Fang Xi felt Gan Yu was certainly different.

"Not bad, each move is measured. Going to the county town recently and experiencing worldly affairs has indeed proven beneficial."

He admired with a comment, and a black piece fell, slaughtering a large dragon of white pieces.

"Teacher, your planning at every step is impeccable, I admit defeat."

Gan Yu glanced at the chessboard but still couldn’t hold out for a hundred moves, resigning himself to defeat helplessly.

"For a beginner to do this well is already commendable... Moreover, playing chess is just for enjoyment; the study of Taoism Scripture is what’s important."

Fang Xi collected the chess pieces one by one: "Seeing you so calm and composed, Yu, you probably have a good chance in the Exam for Adolescents."

"I’ve done my humanly best, the rest is up to fate."

Upon hearing this, Gan Yu smiled wryly, then said, "I had wanted to stay in the county town for a few more days to find some work... but a major incident happened at the county office, I hope it won’t affect the Imperial Examination..."

In actuality, the Well Dragon King had already been taken care of by Fang Xi, so he would not be able to trouble Gan Yu further.

But this, of course, was not something Fang Xi would tell Gan Yu.

"A major incident at the county office? What kind of incident?"

Fang Xi became interested.

"It is said... that a vicious assassin made an attempt on Mr. Cao’s life. Although he failed, he killed a few yamen runners and eventually escaped successfully amidst a city-wide manhunt..."

Gan Yu recalled the incident with palpitations.

"Such a ruthless assassin, I wonder who it could be?"

Fang Xi inquired.

As for the situation in the county town, he was indeed not very clear about it; after all, as an Immortal Cultivator, his Divine Consciousness was greatly restricted in this world.

Moreover, there is the protection of God Path rules represented by the City God in the county town.

The Divine Consciousness is not impossible to break through, but rather to avoid startling the snake.

"They say... it was Prime Taoist Mei, skilled in martial arts and also proficient in Taoist Law..."

Gan Yu answered.

"Prime Taoist Mei?"

Fang Xi was quite interested, and had Gan Yu relay the details of this person. Finally, he said, "You are focused on your examination; it’s best not to even hear of such matters, for if you get involved, you can forget about achieving any official recognition..."

"Teacher’s advice is sound, I understand the stakes."

Upon hearing this, Gan Yu immediately received the lesson with gravity...

...

Whoosh whoosh!

The wind was fierce.

In the dense forest, a shadow glided lightly across, moving like a large bird among the treetops, disappearing into the distance in a blink of an eye.

"Woof woof!"

Before long, the sound of hunting dogs came, as several yamen runners chased after them with black hounds, their iron rulers now swapped for sharpened long knives: "He’s right here, that man can’t escape..."

A middle-aged man, looking like a head constable, inspected a footprint and a hint of joy flashed across his expression: "This man is a wanted criminal by the Taoist Court, if captured, I shall be promoted."

The constable and the yamen runners, who belonged to the subordinates, had basically no hope of promotion in their lifetimes.

Being promoted by one rank and gaining an official position would open a pathway for further ascent.

Many aspire to this their whole life, yet such great achievements are hard to come by.

With the merits before them, everyone rushed forward bravely.

Swish!

Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and several pebbles flew out.

"Ugh..."

Several hunting dogs were instantly struck in the head, and blood flowed from their mouths and noses as they collapsed to the ground.

Then, Mei Changkong, with dark eyes and a three-foot green blade in hand, appeared as if floating.

"Crow Array!"

With a gesture of his hand, several dark array patterns flashed through the forest.

The head constable and the yamen runners screamed, feeling their vision turn dark as if they had become blind.

No matter how skilled in martial arts, being suddenly blinded significantly affected their combat effectiveness.

Thump thump!

In an instant, Mei Changkong had thrust out several swords.

His sword strikes were almost silent until they reached their victims, where they then emitted a piercing cry.

Specks of blood flew, and several yamen runners lay in the wilderness.

The head constable clutched his throat, with blood seeping between his fingers, his eyes showing disbelief: "Impossible... you were already gravely injured... how could you still... employ Taoist Law?"

Mei Changkong did not reply, turning instead to flee into the grove.

Only then did his pale face momentarily reveal weakness, his breathing becoming somewhat labored.

Whoosh whoosh!

Moments later, a gust of cold wind arose in the area.

Two figures, one black and one white, emerged to see the bodies on the ground, and made a gesture.

In a flash of golden light, several Yin Souls appeared with blood flowing from their seven orifices, their expressions lifeless.

"This criminal possesses an Exotic Treasure, which allowed him to refine his Magic Power to a profound level; he even escaped from a battle with the seventh rank County Chief..."

The Yin God dressed in white spoke with an indifferent voice: "Yin and Yang are separated, yet we have been fooled by his magic... we’ve only now caught his trail."

"Don’t hold this man in too high regard; Mr. Cao has yet to truly become a deity, his divine power is simply instinctive protection... If this man encountered a Martial Judge, he definitely would not have escaped..."

The black-clad Yin God, with peculiar patterns on his face, commanded sharply: "Where did the criminal flee to?"

The Yin Souls with bleeding orifices lifelessly raised their hands, pointing in the direction Mei Changkong had fled...