Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor -
Chapter 1226 - 1126: A Well-Intentioned Reminder
Chapter 1226: Chapter 1126: A Well-Intentioned Reminder
"Tianji Sect is one of the top Sects in Shenwu Continent, with tens of thousands of disciples, including over a dozen Universe Level Experts. Their overall strength is unimaginably powerful..."
Elder Yan’s expression turned complex as she said this, and she lowered her voice to Fang Bai: "Brother Fang, let me remind you in advance: after arriving at the port, remember to keep a low profile. Don’t let the Tianji Sect disciples know you’ve had a great fortune, otherwise you might get into trouble..."
Seeing the inquisitive look on Fang Bai’s face, Elder Yan sighed and said: "From top to bottom, every disciple of Tianji Sect is immensely greedy. They charge a hefty mooring fee for vessels docking at their controlled ports. Take our ship, for instance; just to dock for a day, we have to pay 30,000 high-grade Essence Stones!"
Fang Bai thought to himself that 30,000 high-grade Essence Stones were equivalent to about 3 million low-grade Essence Stones, an amount that was not small by any means, and that was just for a day’s mooring fees. Tianji Sect was indeed greedy.
"Why don’t you choose another port controlled by different Sects to dock at then? There must be cheaper ones, right?"
Fang Bai asked.
Elder Yan said with a bitter smile: "The nearest port controlled by other Sects would require several more days of sea travel, and the consumption of Essence Stones during the journey is also considerable. Plus, we would have to pay a docking fee there too, so overall it wouldn’t be much cheaper."
As she said this, her face took on a wrathful expression, and she continued: "Greed is one thing, but what’s even more hateful is that some vicious-hearted disciples of Tianji Sect follow Martial Artists who leave the ships. They find a secluded place to intercept them, forcibly check their Spatial Rings, and if they find any rare Cultivation Resources, they will snatch them by force. Those who resist are robbed and murdered, their possessions claimed for their own..."
Fang Bai noticed Elder Yan’s fists were clenched tightly, and her body was slightly trembling as she spoke, indicating her intense emotions. He suspected that she might have personally experienced such incidents, otherwise why would she be so enraged?
Elder Yan continued: "There are no walls in the world that don’t leak. Although the deeds of the Tianji Sect’s disciples are very secretive, some rumors always get out. Hence, Martial Artists who come to Shenwu Continent to train, if they know their vessels will dock at a Tianji Sect-controlled port, will not bring any rare Cultivation Resources, in order to avoid fatal trouble."
She glanced at Fang Bai, advising him: "Brother Fang, as an Individual Cultivation Martial Artist, you possess such strength at a young age. Anyone with a bit of sense could guess that you’ve certainly had great opportunities. Once you reach the shore, you will inevitably be targeted by Tianji Sect disciples, so you must be very careful!"
Fang Bai knew Elder Yan’s advice came from a place of kindness, and nodded: "Thank you for the warning, Elder Yan. I’ll be careful."
Now Fang Bai had both talent and courage. He thought to himself, what if Tianji Sect was a top Sect? If they didn’t provoke him, fine, but if they angered him, he would flatten their Sect without hesitation.
Fang Bai had both a compassionate and an iron-blooded heart. For those Martial Artists who provoked him, he would not hesitate to engage in bloody battles.
In his previous life, he had experienced countless eons, and countless Martial Artists who stood in Fang Bai’s path of Martial Dao were mercilessly slain by him.
It can be said without exaggeration that Fang Bai’s previous life, from an unknown cultivator of the three thousand great worlds to becoming the Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm, was paved with bloodshed and corpses along the way.
The thousands of rooms on the sea vessel were already filled with Martial Artists; not a single room was unoccupied. Elder Yan, who earnestly desired to be on good terms with Fang Bai, had a subordinate vacate a room for Fang Bai to stay in.
That subordinate, who was originally living comfortably in his own room, was asked to move out and share a room with another companion. He couldn’t help but feel some resentment, however, this resentment disappeared without a trace after Fang Bai gave him a bottle of high-grade Gathering Yuan Pills and a bottle of high-grade Creation Pills.
The subordinate was a high-rank Vast Level Martial Artist, who had been unable to break through to Vast Level Perfection for a long time. High-grade Gathering Yuan Pills and high-grade Creation Pills were treasures to him, exactly what he needed most.
Especially the high-grade Creation Pills, which could greatly enhance the chance of a Martial Artist’s advancement. However, in the True Martial Realm, the number of Alchemists who could refine such Elixirs could be counted on one’s fingers, and even if they were made, they were extremely expensive, something that ordinary Martial Artists could not obtain.
The subordinate had long coveted the high-grade Creation Pills, but it had only been a dream, never expecting that Fang Bai would casually gift him a bottle. This filled him with such joy that he almost knelt down to thank Fang Bai.
When he received the high-grade Gathering Yuan Pills and high-grade Creation Pills from Fang Bai, the subordinate felt as if he were in a dream, still somewhat in disbelief that it was true. He stood there holding the two bottles of Elixirs for a long time without regaining his senses, until Elder Yan reminded him. He then thanked Fang Bai profusely, before leaving with great happiness.
Elder Yan took a deep look at Fang Bai, feeling astonished as well as concerned for him.
Astonished because Fang Bai could casually give away high-grade Spirit Pills, the kind of Cultivation Resources every Martial Artist yearned for, and from his appearance of not caring at all, it was obvious his Spatial Ring must contain many more of these rare Cultivation Resources.
Concerned because she had just reminded him to be more discreet to avoid attracting the attention of Tianji Sect disciples, yet in a blink of an eye, he disregarded her advice, easily revealing the high-grade Spirit Pills. If word spread, it could truly spell disaster.
After chatting with Fang Bai for a while, Elder Yan hurriedly left, and she specifically found that subordinate who had accepted Fang Bai’s gift, insisting that he not divulge this matter to others.
The subordinate nodded in agreement, but ultimately couldn’t contain his excitement. He secretly told a few close fellow Sect members, which incited envy among them.
As such things tend to go, what starts with one person can soon become known to ten, and before long, a good number of Martial Artists on the ship became aware that Fang Bai had many rare Cultivation Resources.
Upon learning of this, Elder Yan was both angered and anxious, firstly scolding that subordinate harshly, then going to apologize to Fang Bai.
Fang Bai was not at all fearful of Tianji Sect and didn’t take it to heart, simply laughing it off.
Over the following days, whenever Fang Bai stepped out of his room to view the seascape on the deck, he would be met with complex gazes from other Martial Artists, some full of reverence, envy, greed, or jealousy...
On this day at dusk, while Fang Bai was in his room sitting cross-legged in Cultivation, he suddenly heard the Martial Artists gathered on the deck outside cheering. Listening carefully, he learned they had reached the borders of Shenwu Continent.
Thinking of his friends and relatives from the Secular World, many of whom were in Shenwu Continent, Fang Bai felt excited, quickly exiting his room.
Stepping onto the deck at the front of the ship, he was greeted with bursts of Heaven and Earth Origin Energy, far purer and denser than that of Tiansheng Continent. Bathing in this Origin Energy, every Martial Artist on the deck felt invigorated.
Gazing off into the distance, where the sea and the sky merged, a long coastline stretched out to both sides, with no end in sight.
Fang Bai knew—Shenwu Continent, the Cultivation Holy Land yearned for by countless Martial Artists of the True Martial Realm, had arrived.
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