Chapter 127

127. Chapter 127: Seventh Level of Qi Condensation (Seeking Subscription)

"Could it be that the Golden Core Zhenren of the Wan Shouzong Sect doesn't dare to come, so he sent disciples to die... Anyway, he doesn't feel heartache if cannon fodder dies."

Several days later.

Fang Xing summarized the information obtained and began to deduce an escape—no, a migration plan.

"There are still acquaintances in the market; that's really not bad..."

"If you want to leave comfortably, the most convenient way is definitely to take a flying boat... The market is so big, and the flying boats transporting supplies can carry quite a few passengers every time..."

"Relying on Su Ye to get a boat ticket shouldn't be difficult."

The reason for choosing Su Ye was that this woman had witnessed Fang Xing's strength and would not covet wealth for no reason.

Moreover, she had previously signed a second-rank spiritual contract. Although her cultivation was profound now and she might be able to break free from the contract, she would also have to pay a certain price.

Fang Xing reckoned that he shouldn't be worth this price; after all, he had no grudges with Su Ye and they had cooperated quite well.

"Besides this, it's to obtain a detailed map and then rely on the main body to come out and take me away..."

As long as there is a relatively safe route map, last time Su Ye, a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator, could take a group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people and finally walk out.

Fang Xing didn't believe that his main body couldn't do it.

He could fight second-rank demonic beasts back then, and his strength was even stronger now.

If it were close combat, even a Foundation Establishment perfection cultivator would be just a matter of one sword... Of course, the premise is that he needs to change to a good sword!

With the main body's promotion, that second-rank low-grade spiritual artifact level Green Rainbow Sword had gradually become unusable.

"I have quite a few good things on hand now, whether it's that second-rank demonic core or the second-rank C-Fire Divine Thunder Talisman; taking them out will attract quite a bit of covetousness..."

"But resources here are still scarce; I should go to the familiar wilderness and see more resources, especially those Gang-Sha Qi!"

"Besides this, I can also pay attention to Golden Core spiritual objects... I wonder how much healing effect third-rank pills of this world have?"

Comparing the local Gang-Sha Qi with the special cosmic Qi in the treasury was a plan that had long been formulated.

Besides this, Fang Xing also became interested in higher-grade pills.

Spiritual pills that local martial artists cannot take do not mean that Blue Star martial artists cannot!

If there is that kind of pill that can "bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones," can it replace "Yang-Returning Water"?

This back and forth, how many credits would be saved.

The Cultivation World has rich resources that can be fully utilized to replace some of the original martial arts resources.

This is the cultivation plan set by Fang Xing.

Relying on the current cultivation of the main body, doing these things is not too difficult.

Moreover, there is the clone, a genuine cultivator, who can obtain even more convenience.

In the next few days, Fang Xing saw one flying boat after another transporting a large number of cultivators, causing Qinglin Market to recover its popularity at an astonishing speed.

Immediately, they began to send personnel to the vicinity of the Ten Thousand Laws Secret Realm to conduct carpet-style searches.

Fang Xing looked at the other party's search range and couldn't help but laugh.

"Aren't these the few places where I fought that third-rank flood dragon back then? Especially the place where the Profound Heaven Sect's Golden Core fell... It seems that the Wan Shouzong Sect's Golden Core is holding onto a glimmer of luck, or has detected the little movements of that female Golden Core?"

Inside the dense forest.

Han Qingyun held a small pitch-black shield magic tool in one hand and a mid-grade flying sword in the other, his expression vigilant.

While scanning the surroundings, he complained in his heart.

'The Wan Shouzong Sect let us come here to search, but they won't say what they are looking for... They just ordered that if there is anything unusual, it must be reported... Are they treating us as cannon fodder?'

He made up his mind to just muddle through.

Anyway, it was impossible to work for the Upper Sect.

As for that treasure?

It was simply a root of disaster, and it must not be touched at all; even if found, it should be thrown away!

'Those wild remnants are really pitiful; they waited eagerly for the savior to arrive, only to be interrogated one by one... Only after the Heart-Asking Talisman found no problems were they allowed to be released, and then organized as coolies...'

Thinking of this, Han Qingyun felt that leaving back then was a very correct decision.

'Actually, if you want to say who could find any leftover treasures, Senior "Fang Yun" would be the most likely... After all, he is suspected to be a second-rank body cultivator, and back then he even snatched opportunities from Elder Su; even after Elder Su reached Foundation Establishment, she didn't dare to provoke him...'

It seemed that what one thinks about during the day, one dreams about at night.

Han Qingyun blinked, and saw a fierce-looking cultivator in black robes walking from the front; it was "Fang Yun"!

He rubbed his eyes, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his face, and he saluted: "Greetings, Senior. It's really great that you are safe and sound..."

"Hehe, young man, you really know how to talk..."

Fang Xing praised him a few times and said: "It's a great joy to see an old friend today... Where is fellow Daoist Su Ye? Take me to see her!"

"Yes!"

Han Qingyun immediately led the way in front, and carefully said: "This Qinglin Market has changed owners; now the Wan Shouzong Sect is in charge... The Wan Shouzong Sect has sent a Management Envoy named 'Lian Fengqi,' who is already at the late Foundation Establishment stage. Besides this, the Black Heaven Temple has also sent a 'Supervisor Zhang,' who is said to be at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage..."

"Supervisor" is not a name, but a position, ranking among the Three Capitals and Five Lords of the Black Heaven Temple!

The Three Capitals and Five Lords are Supervisor, Lecturer, and Kitchen Master; the Five Lords are Quiet Lord, Hall Lord, Palace Lord, Scripture Lord, and Transformation Lord... Plus a Supervisor at the perfection of Foundation Establishment, that is all the high-level personnel of the Black Heaven Temple now. "You kid, you're not bad..."

Fang Xing asked a few questions and learned that Lian Fengqi also had a second-rank demonic beast, a winged tiger, as a spiritual pet. He immediately smiled and casually took out a high-grade magic tool he didn't care for from his storage bag and threw it over.

"Thank you, Senior, for the reward."

Han Qingyun immediately accepted it happily.

"By the way, when you migrated all the way here, did you have a route map? Give me a copy!"

Fang Xing said again.

Han Qingyun was slightly startled, and then took out a jade slip from his bosom: "This was made by the junior myself; it's a bit crude..."

Fang Xing took it, scanned it with spiritual power, and nodded slightly: "It's already not bad... You are quite thoughtful."

He asked a few more questions about the dangerous situations on the road, and after some side-probing, he learned that Ding Hongxiu and her grandfather had successfully reached the familiar wilderness, but Feiyue had less luck and fell in a dangerous place, and he couldn't help but be silent.

The two entered Qinglin Market together. Along the way, the law-enforcement disciples saw Han Qingyun in the Profound Heaven Sect's magic robes, and no one came up to check.

Everything went smoothly, and they arrived outside a small courtyard filled with spiritual energy and shrouded in white mist at the peak of the mountain.

"Han Qingyun, seeking an audience with Elder Su!"

Han Qingyun sent a sound transmission talisman. Not long after, the mist dispersed, revealing a woman with a charming smile; it was Xiao Rui.

"So a guest has arrived, please come in!"

Xiao Rui scanned Fang Xing, a trace of horror in her eyes, but her face was full of smiles. She invited Fang Xing into the courtyard and went down to prepare tea and snacks.

The courtyard was decorated very elegantly, with only a plum tree, its branches twisted like a dragon, carrying a faint fragrance.

Fang Xing sat down in the courtyard, looking at the tea and snacks offered by Xiao Rui, smiled slightly, and gently brushed his hand over the stone table. Two jade bottles appeared: "Here are two bottles of pills useful for Qi Condensation cultivators; you and that kid can split one bottle each!"

"Thank you, Senior."

Xiao Rui picked up a jade bottle. After opening it, she saw a pearl-like pill inside, almost transparent, with medicinal fragrance condensed and not dissipating.

She was also skilled in pill identification. After identifying it slightly, she exclaimed: "Peerless pill? Thank you, Senior, for the generous gift!"

Han Qingyun on the side was even more excited; after all, his spiritual roots were inferior, and to increase his magic power, he had to swallow a large number of pills.

But after swallowing too many pills, the body accumulates pill poison, making the bottleneck of the next realm even harder to break through.

Taking peerless pills, however, did not have this problem.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for the pills..."

Suddenly, the door of the pavilion opened, and Su Ye walked out slowly, carrying a scent of pills and fireworks: "I was delayed for a while by a furnace of pills before; I hope fellow Daoist will not blame me!"

"I naturally won't blame you."

Fang Xing laughed, and saw Xiao Rui and Han Qingyun salute again, then bow and retreat.

"I don't know why fellow Daoist came here this time?"

Su Ye lightly lifted her sleeve with one hand, revealing another hand as white as jade, added tea for Fang Xing, and asked softly.

"Two things! The first thing, I have a batch of second-rank demonic beast materials on hand, and I would like to ask fellow Daoist to help refine Boiling Blood Liquid."

Fang Xing's body-refining medicine had been out of stock for a long time. Although Boiling Blood Liquid was not as good as Kunpeng blood, it was definitely much better than having no medicine.

He planned to use the resources here for his usual cultivation first, and if it was useless when breaking through realms, he would try to exchange for precious treasures in the treasury with credits.

"This matter is simple."

Su Ye agreed immediately. After reaching Foundation Establishment, her alchemy skills had greatly improved, and this small matter was not a problem.

"The second thing, I wonder if it is possible to leave the market now... Can fellow Daoist help buy a boat ticket?"

Fang Xing stared at the eyes above Su Ye's veil.

His main body had come this time, naturally having enough confidence; even if the three Foundation Establishment cultivators of the market attacked together, they would just be three corpses.

Unless he sought his own death and actively walked into the death gate of the flying boat array, only then would there be a possibility of being defeated.

But he could run away then.

"Fellow Daoist wants to leave by flying boat?"

Su Ye was startled, and then said: "Now the market is no longer under the management of the Profound Heaven Sect, but we Foundation Establishment cultivators do have this face, and can guarantee a few Qi Condensation cultivators to leave... If it were Foundation Establishment fellow Daoists, it would be difficult..."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but be startled.

Fang Xing at this time was still just an ordinary martial artist in her eyes.

'This fellow Daoist Fang Yun's breath-concealing technique is truly miraculous. The key is that I know he is a second-rank body cultivator, yet he has maintained it all along, clearly being cautious to the extreme...'

Su Ye hesitated: "Could it be that fellow Daoist plans to board the ship as a martial artist? Forgive me for being blunt, this would be even more eye-catching..."

In the eyes of cultivators, martial artists are lowly; how could they have the spiritual stones to buy a boat ticket, and even obtain a Foundation Establishment guarantee?

"No need, this is our first transaction, so I will send a Qi Condensation-stage nephew over, and you just need to send him away."

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Fang Xing had the intention of letting others take risks first while he watched the situation.