Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 951 - 807 Insect Race

Chapter 951: Chapter 807 Insect Race

"Another great war with the Demon Clan is about to break out. Didn’t the Tri-clan War just end recently?"

Fang Xi furrowed his brow. For cultivators, indeed, the great war that had occurred recently could not be considered distant.

This stir of a great war seemed to have a disregard for the strength of the people.

Of course, in the Cultivation World, cultivators with cultivation were the ’people,’ high-level cultivators were the ’elite,’ and Mahayana Individual Immortals and elites governed the human race.

"Yes. The Sky Brahman Army hasn’t even replenished its losses from before, and now we are to fight another great war..."

Sorrow colored Luo’s face even more.

"Looking at this, the resurgence of the Tri-clan War has become inevitable."

Fang Xi heaved a sigh, "I wonder how many of our fellow Integration cultivators will fall this time..."

Seeing this, Luo’s eyes flashed with a glint of light as he smiled, "With a divine skill like yours that rivals a Middle Stage of Integration cultivator, such a great war is an excellent opportunity to achieve great things, Mr. Fang..."

If given a choice, Luo would definitely prefer to guard the Sky Brahman City himself and have Fang Xi go to the Three Realms Mountain.

"It’s just flattery from Zi and the others. How can I compare my divine skill to that of a Middle Stage cultivator?"

Fang Xi waved his hands repeatedly, with a somewhat bitter smile.

Luo was dubious in his heart and actually didn’t quite believe it either.

But in any case, Fang Xi’s cultivation as an early-stage Ascending Immortal was genuine, and so he said, "Mr. Fang, have you agreed to guard the city for this old monk?"

"This matter needs some serious consideration... Why don’t you first tell me about the seventh-order treasures you mentioned?"

A hint of a smile immediately appeared on Fang Xi’s face.

...

"Greetings to Senior Fang."

A few Returning to Emptiness cultivators, dressed in different battle armors, saluted in front of Fang Xi.

By now, three days had passed, and after much deliberation, Fang Xi decided to accept Luo’s suggestion and take up the post of guarding Sky Brahman City for ten years.

After all, being in this place was not much different from being at the Penglai Fairy Pavilion.

And the ’Merit Lotus,’ which was promised by the other party, fits well with the God Path. It was perfect to take to Falling Sky Island for experimentation and was even somewhat beneficial for the Sacrificial Refining God-sealing List.

Now, Luo brought a few Returning to Emptiness cultivators to hand over responsibilities to Fang Xi.

Luo stood at one side and introduced them to Fang Xi:

"Our job guarding this territory is actually very leisurely on normal days, requiring little oversight... These few are my subordinates. First, we have ’Zhong Mu,’ who is in charge of the Super Teleportation Array!"

A man dressed in black armor with an honest face bowed again, "Senior Fang."

"Hmm."

Fang Xi responded with a smile.

"Next is ’Kuang Ping’an,’ in charge of the city’s defenses..."

This Kuang Ping’an, clad in green armor and the highest in cultivation among the Returning to Emptiness cultivators, had reached the late stage. He too respectfully saluted at this time.

"Lastly, there’s ’Ming Xin’ and ’Pleasant Virtue,’ who manage the city, both are commanders of the Sky Brahman Army..."

As Luo introduced them, the last two middle-stage Returning to Emptiness monks brought their hands together before Fang Xi as a sign of respect.

"Hmm, there’s no need for formalities."

Fang Xi smiled slightly, "I prefer peace and quiet. When I am stationed at Sky Brahman City, just remember not to disturb me if there’s no need..."

"We will follow your command to the letter!"

Zhong Mu, Kuang Ping’an, Ming Xin, and Pleasant Virtue, the four great Returning to Emptiness cultivators, respectfully complied right away.

In fact, the Primordial Chaos Beasts in the Sky Brahman Domain had been almost completely cleared out by now. With the four of them working together, there was rarely any need to trouble an Integration-level cultivator.

It seemed like Fang Xi’s tenure in this position should be quite leisurely.

Fang Xi’s lips curled up in a smile as he looked at the four Returning to Emptiness cultivators, but his heart was filled with indescribable feelings.

...

Late at night.

In the hall housing the Super Teleportation Array.

Zhong Mu sat cross-legged, expressionless.

Suddenly, a swarm of pitch-black ’ants’ crawled out from under his boots, quickly spreading across the entire hall.

These Spiritual Insects seemed to possess innate divine skills that could isolate aura. When connected to each other, they almost formed an array, yet without any magic power fluctuations.

"The replacement of Integration cultivators is definitely top-level intelligence..."

Zhong Mu murmured, and a trace of Demon Qi appeared on his face.

Thereafter, his hands formed a Magic Spell, seemingly activating the Super Teleportation Array.

Boom!

Spirit Stones were rapidly depleted of spiritual energy, and one by one, the silver array patterns lit up.

Suddenly!

An imperfection appeared within the array, and the silver Phoenix Seal Script that filled the sky instantly dispersed.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Zhong Mu didn’t hesitate and transformed into a Blood-colored Escape Light, flying towards one of the walls of the teleportation hall.

He had tampered with that spot beforehand, knowing a light touch would allow him to escape...

"Amitabha!"

However, at that moment, a large red Buddhist robe emblazoned with gold seal script appeared like a wall, blocking Zhong Mu’s path.

"Damn it!"

Zhong Mu’s face drastically changed, and he furiously hit his chest, spitting out a two-tailed pitch-black centipede that charged forward.

Buzz!

A golden bowl appeared swiftly, a series of gold Brahman script falling like rings of light, freezing the two-tailed centipede mid-air, then easily capturing it.

"Amitabha... Zhong Mu, I never expected you to be a spy for the Demon Clan!"

Luo strode out of the shadows with a face full of anger.

Following him were Fang Xi and the three Returning to Emptiness cultivators, Kuang Ping’an, Ming Xin, and Pleasant Virtue.

Zhong Mu’s face revealed a look of despair, "How was I exposed?"

"Such matters can be inquired in the torture chamber..."

Luo presented a golden Buddhist staff and launched an attack across the air.

Roar!

A golden staff suddenly transformed into a Flood Dragon, enveloped by countless golden seal scripts, and it heavily slammed onto Zhong Mu’s shoulder.

This Returning to Emptiness Cultivator’s expression changed as he spit out a mouthful of Essence Blood.

Following that, he saw the golden Flood Dragon coiling around him, its two claws pressing onto his shoulders.

"Ah!"

Zhong Mu immediately felt that he couldn’t move a single bit of his Magic Power and involuntarily fell to the ground, starting to scream in agony...

’This Sir Luo’s staff Treasure, when it comes to capturing lower realm cultivators, is quite remarkable.’

Fang Xi, witnessing this scene, couldn’t help but silently commend in his heart.

"Hmph, Zhong Mu, just you wait."

With a sweep of his wide sleeves, Sir Luo made Zhong Mu’s figure disappear without a trace.

He then clasped his hands together in a salute and thanked Mr. Fang, "Thank you, Sir; otherwise, who knows how long this scoundrel would have lurked..."

"It’s nothing. I just happen to be well-versed in Demon Clan cultivation, which allowed me to spot the flaw," Fang Xi said with a faint smile, not taking credit for himself.

Previously, it was indeed he who noticed something off about Zhong Mu and secretly informed Sir Luo, letting him create an illusion of leaving while secretly monitoring everything.

Zhong Mu had immediately exposed a flaw.

"At this moment, with the imminent battle between the human and Demon Clans, these Demon Clan spies dare to expose themselves in order to send intelligence to the Demon Realm. It’s truly hard to guard against. Now that we have caught a Returning to Emptiness Demon Clan spy, we can properly interrogate him."

Sir Luo clasped his hands together once more in thanks before standing atop the Super Teleportation Array, beginning to adjust the previously set-up Array.

Accompanied by a flash of Silver Light, he truly departed this time.

"Alright, everyone has been alarmed. Today’s matter must be kept secret."

Fang Xi turned around, looking at the three Returning to Emptiness Cultivators, and waved his hand, "Go about your own business."

"Yes!"

Kuang Ping’an along with Ming Xin and his fellow ’Pleasant Virtue’ brother promptly retreated respectfully.

...

It wasn’t until all three had left that Fang Xi’s expression slightly changed, and he patted his Storage Bag.

A green pearl flew out from the Storage Bag, as if there was a worm inside, buzzing with noise.

"Who would have thought... that the Insect race Secret Skill I bought out of curiosity on Falling Sky Island would actually be useful."

He looked at the insect within the pearl, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

For the next period, Fang Xi stayed in Sky Brahman City, drinking and enjoying himself daily as usual, visiting the city’s famous taverns and pleasure quarters, living quite the carefree and happy life.

Three months later.

"Paying respects to the senior."

Ming Xin came to a pavilion surrounded by waterscape, smiled at the Fang Xi who was drinking, and said, "The Senior truly knows how to enjoy the finer things."

"Indeed, it’s just a pity that you are a Brahman Sect Cultivator, laden with too many precepts... otherwise, you could really join me for a good drink," Fang Xi said, holding his cup, his expression inscrutable.

"Actually... among the precepts I have taken, there is no prohibition against alcohol," Ming Xin replied with his hands clasped together, calmly answering.

"Haha, indeed a fine monk, such a pity..." Fang Xi laughed heartily, but with a touch of melancholy.

"Oh? A pity for what?"

Just as Ming Xin responded, he suddenly saw curtains of water rising up in the lake, his expression changing slightly, "Senior, what are you..."

"The Demon Clan’s spy has been caught, now for the Insect race’s spy!"

Fang Xi mumbled to himself, "I hadn’t even contemplated, besides Falling Sky Island, the supposedly extinct Insect race of the Earth Immortal Realm... still existed..."

"What is the Senior talking about? I do not understand... I am a commander of the Sky Brahman Army, and my teacher, the ’Python Peacock Arhat,’ is also an Individual Immortal of Integration..."

Ming Xin quickly retreated, a string of prayer beads appearing in his hand, suddenly yanking it.

Clatter!

Countless beads dispersed, each exploding in mid-air.

Dense golden Brahman scripture emerged, each combining to form numerous Brahman Sect Divine Skills, seeming like a flood of golden currents, sweeping towards Fang Xi.

Meanwhile, Ming Xin kept retreating, dark golden lines surfacing on his body, with the Precept Scar on his forehead flashing suddenly as he slammed a punch onto the water curtain.

Boom!

The water curtain showed a terrifying indentation but did not shatter.

On the contrary, with the flash of blue light, seal scripts emerged, rapidly repairing the Array.

Even more, Ming Xin felt a counterattacking force surge forth, forcing him to retreat several steps, his arm emitting a crisp sound.

"Quickly!"

Fang Xi looked on with a smile as he took out a green spherical bead.

Within the green bead, there was an oddly shaped worm.

Accompanied by a Magic Spell he cast, the worm let out a strange screeching noise.

"This is... the Celestial Insect Pearl, Attract Insect Skill? Impossible... how could you possess our Insect race’s Secret Skill?"

Face pale with shock, Ming Xin found himself unable to control his mouth as an odd segmented insect emerged.

It burst forth with fierce energy, aiming directly at Fang Xi.

"Indeed, it’s a Yin Kui Worm!"

Fang Xi remained composed and took out a wooden cauldron. This cauldron was of ancient design, with countless Insect Beasts patterns on its surface, emitting a mysterious scent.

Next, as a Magic Spell entered, numerous exotic green petals bloomed in mid-air.

The bamboo-jointed Yin Kui Worm was enveloped by the petals, suspended in mid-air like amber, and eventually absorbed into the wooden cauldron...

Crack!

Fang Xi lightly clapped his hands to close the cauldron lid, his lips curling with a hint of a smile, "Those Integration Treasures I seized back then seem to still be somewhat useful..."

At Falling Sky Island, he had killed many Integration Cultivators and seized quite a lot.

In addition to the fragments of the three Immortal Mansion Rare Treasures, there were also numerous Integration Treasures.

This ’Divine Demon Cauldron’ was among them, rumored to be particularly effective in subduing various types of strange insects.

A trial today, it indeed lived up to its reputation!