Chapter 101

Fang Yu never expected he'd received a Hundred Treasures Pouch.

The Hundred Treasures Pouch is crafted from a rare celestial treasure called Void Crystal Stone, with no other function except to contain space.

Such a treasure is extremely precious; to obtain one requires auctioning off many elixirs, yet now Fang Qingxue had given it to him.

From now on, gathering herbs and rare treasures whenever he went out became effortless.

"Fang Yu, you are a member of our Fang family; I hope you enter the Divine Ability Secret Realm soon. Come with me to the Underground Abyss."

After giving Fang Yu the Hundred Treasures Pouch, Fang Qingxue spoke, and beside her appeared two more Purple Lightning Yin-Yang Serpents.

She sat atop one Purple Lightning Serpent's head and told Fang Yu to sit atop the other.

"Yes."

Fang Yu took a step and was already atop the Purple Lightning Serpent's head; he felt its pull anchoring his body, preventing him from falling, while purple aura surrounded him, blocking the heavenly winds—comfortable indeed.

This reminded Fang Yu of Wei Wei from the Shrouding Heaven Realm's Spirit Ruin Grotto, who was wrapped in divine rainbows during flight, equally comfortable.

The two cultivation systems share similarities after entering the Divine Ability Secret Realm, but these Yin-Yang Serpents are fundamentally Daoist Gang Qi, magic power, and spiritual transformations, whereas Wei Wei's divine rainbows were certainly not spiritual in nature.

"As for you two, go to Blue Moon City and assist them in repelling the Underground Demon invasions—there are already many outer sect disciples there."

The two Yin-Yang Purple Lightning Serpents soared upward, lifting Fang Qingxue and Fang Yu into the sky; Fang Qingxue turned her gaze toward Fang Han and Princess Hongyi and spoke.

"Yes, Senior Sister."

Both had no room to object and nodded in unison.

"Go."

Two long roars, like dragons or jiaos, and the Purple Lightning Serpents shot straight into the clouds; instantly, heavenly winds howled and white clouds rolled.

The Purple Lightning Yin-Yang Serpents resembled two purple dragons weaving through the clouds, their heads visible but tails unseen.

Fang Yu, high in the sky, felt utterly comfortable—the purple aura blocked all wind, leaving no sensation of air currents; gazing downward from above, one naturally felt a surge of grand ambition.

"When will I be able to enter the Divine Ability Secret Realm and fly at will?"

Sitting atop the Purple Lightning Serpent's head, Fang Yu watched the scenery for a while, then resumed the Yuan Chen Spiritual Art, cultivating his spirit at this altitude—enhancing the sense of artistic conception.

"Hmm? He's cultivating again? So diligently?"

Fang Qingxue seemed to sense Fang Yu's cultivation, her expression showing a hint of something unusual.

At that moment, a massive fissure appeared before her, embedded in boundless yellow sands—as if the entire earth had split open; within the crevice, utter darkness reigned, occasionally pierced by shadowy bats flying through it.

"We've arrived."

Fang Qingxue said.

Fang Yu saw the Purple Lightning Serpent he rode plunge toward the underground fissure; instantly, countless bats erupted from the crack, dense as locusts filling the sky.

Each bat was as large as a fan, fangs sharp as blades, eyes glowing red—rare blood-sucking bats.

Yet before any could approach within ten zhang of the Purple Lightning Serpent, they were struck by lightning, their bodies charred, shrieking as they fell.

The serpent plunged downward, and the dead bats rained down like hail, countless of them.

Finally, Fang Yu found himself descending into a mountain's interior.

"This is the Underground Abyss World, home to endless demons, yecha, and ferocious beasts. We'll walk to the Demon God Altar—flying too easily alerts them."

As Fang Qingxue spoke, the two Purple Lightning Serpents dissolved into flickering sparks and reentered her body; she walked forward on foot.

"Demon God Altar?"

Fang Yu followed, his face showing curiosity.

"The Demon God Altar is a key stronghold of the Underground Demon army; it houses a Rakshasa Grand Commander. Destroy it, and the demon army will collapse without a fight."

The two walked forward; the Underground Abyss World was not entirely dark—everywhere lay fertile black soil and towering plants.

These towering plants were mostly mushrooms called Wild Light Mushrooms, shaped like giant umbrellas, their surfaces dotted with soft glowing lights, bringing faint illumination to the underground world.

"The Underground World is an excellent place; its darkness hides great dangers, perfect for forging spirit and will, unlocking potential. Cultivating amid danger is the best Xiulianfa Sect method—half of Yuhua Sect's true disciples cultivate here before reaching the Divine Ability Secret Realm."

Fang Qingxue said, her feet hovering above the ground in the Underground World.

"So Senior Sister Fang Qingxue once cultivated here for a while?"

Fang Yu asked.

"Indeed, I cultivated here for many days back then, eventually breaking through to the Divine Ability Secret Realm."

Fang Qingxue hummed, "The Underground holds rich mineral deposits—ten-thousand-year frozen iron, earth-crystal stone, refined gold, white radiance steel—all rare celestial treasures essential for forging flying swords. There are also many demonic beasts; some of their blood is used to make elixirs that enhance a cultivator's strength. You've read the Ten Thousand Worlds—you know this. If fortune favors us this time, we may obtain some."

"Yes, Senior Sister."

Fang Yu nodded and walked beside Fang Qingxue; after a while, he even moved ahead of her.

Since he intended to forge his spirit, he could not trail behind Fang Qingxue.

As they walked deeper into darkness, the ground grew thick with mushrooms, and centipedes, scorpions, and other venomous insects appeared—but Fang Yu now wore the inner sect disciple's robe, and no venomous insect dared approach, fleeing in panic.

"Aoooo."

As they walked, Fang Yu suddenly sensed something and thrust his sword—right then, a blood-red shadow lunged at him, striking his blade and dying instantly.

It was a wolf with blood-red fur like blazing flame, fangs protruding like fingers, razor-sharp, and swift—but encountering Fang Yu, who was at the 10th Stage of Physical Body, its entire movement from emergence to lunge was perfectly calculated by him.

So when Fang Yu extended his sword, the blood wolf lunged directly into it and died at once.

"A Deep Abyss Blood Wolf."

Fang Yu recognized the beast—Deep Abyss Blood Wolf—its teeth could crush granite, it moved swiftly and cunningly; if it reached the surface, it could slaughter an entire village.

Even someone in the Divine Power Realm could be killed by it if careless.

Many dynasties have seen entire villages wiped out by a single blood wolf.

Yet the wolf's pelt is worth a thousand gold pieces; many nobles love wearing blood wolf fur coats, and atop its head lies a blood crystal, packed with potent essence, capable of curing physical weakness and replenishing qi and blood, and serving as prime material for crafting many elixirs, artifacts, and spirit weapons.

Fang Yu pierced the blood crystal with his sword, caught it in his hand, and felt its warmth—like warm jade.

"Only the flying yecha can truly forge your spirit now."

Fang Qingxue's gaze shifted.