Chapter 177

177. Chapter 177: Inspection (Seeking Subscription)

Fang Xing sat by the window, looking at the scenery outside, occasionally drinking tea and eating snacks.

Beside him, the young girl named 'Qing'er' was kneeling, serving him in every way, attentive to the smallest detail.

Occasionally, she would secretly glance at Fang Xing with admiring eyes.

'Not bad, not bad... this posture and expression are natural, she must have been specially trained...'

'Especially this kind of fawning... it's rarely seen in the interstellar era.'

'Hmm? Although this girl is a maiden, she secretly contains inner charm... I wonder where old Sang found such a top-grade one?'

'The key is that he just gave her away directly, looking so ready to be picked, who could resist?'

Just as Fang Xing was distracted, his expression suddenly shifted, and he looked somewhere.

Whoosh whoosh!

A large amount of black airflow erupted, resembling a pitch-black mushroom cloud, exploding on the east side of the market with a bang.

Amidst this gloomy demonic energy, there seemed to be corpses with green-black faces and bodies like steel...

Among them, a copper-armored corpse wearing copper armor had an aura that was extraordinary, already reaching the *Second Rank* level.

"Oh? There really are demonic cultivators? Old Sang doesn't seem to be able to handle it?"

Fang Xing opened his mouth and said something that left Qing'er, who was beside him, dumbfounded.

Subsequently, Qing'er saw her own founder being knocked away by the copper-armored corpse with a single strike. If he hadn't immediately used the array for protection, he might have died under the siege of the group of corpses.

"Damn it... *Sanye Sect*, and that *Si Tian Jian Sect* true transmission, you guys just wait for me!"

A *Foundation Establishment* cultivator wearing dark green robes soared into the sky, followed by a large number of walking corpses, with a very grand momentum, rushing toward the edge of the array.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a talisman; it was actually a *Second Rank* barrier-breaking talisman!

Although this rare talisman could not destroy the array, it could temporarily open a passage; at least it was enough to escape.

"Idiot!"

Fang Xing laughed and scolded, flicking his finger lightly.

A drop of water appeared in the teacup, landed in his hand, and suddenly turned into a water sword, slashing lightly!

The *Great Freedom Profound Gold Sword Gang* arrived later but reached first, catching up to the fleeing demonic cultivator, and circled lightly around the necks of him and those many walking corpses.

The *Foundation Establishment* demonic cultivator didn't say a word, and his head was immediately separated from his body.

Not only him, but those corpse-refining puppets known for their physique also had their heads fall to the ground, even the *Second Rank* copper-armored corpse was no exception.

"Sword Gang? Refining sword into silk?"

*Sang Lvliu* flew over, his face a bit pale, but his eyes were bright: "Fellow Daoist is worthy of being a *Si Tian Jian Sect* true transmission; this sword technique is simply earth-shattering and god-weeping..."

Beside him, Qing'er looked at Fang Xing with even more worship, wishing she could stick to him.

*Wan Shouzong*.

Its mountain gate is located in a *Third Rank* spirit vein area, with abundant spiritual energy. In the wild, there are exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and all kinds of rare birds and strange beasts wander and play...

A large three-tailed white fox carried a stunningly beautiful woman in red clothes, climbing along the mountain range.

This woman in red clothes had bare feet, painted with pink nail polish, and wore three red jade rings on her right wrist, emitting powerful magic power fluctuations, obviously a set of high-quality spirit tools.

This woman is the *Jin Dan* seed of *Wan Shouzong*, a genius with *Earth Grade* spiritual roots, the 'Spirit Fox Fairy' *Shi Wanwan*.

The three-tailed white fox crossed mountains and ridges as if walking on flat ground, and not long after, arrived before a deep, heavy, and ancient mountain cave.

It lay on the ground, whimpering, as if there was something terrifying in the cave.

"Wanwan requests an audience with Master."

*Shi Wanwan* transmitted her voice with divine sense, and not long after, she saw a giant serpent crawl out of the cave. Its length was like a snake, its abdomen had four claws, but its head was bald, with no small horns.

An aura of a *Third Rank* demon king spread like a prehistoric giant beast, making *Shi Wanwan*'s heart tremble.

"Wanwan, you are here."

A figure flashed on top of the giant serpent's head, revealing a burly man wearing beast robes. His body was covered with various demon beast tattoos, and a 'Horned Python' was wrapped around his right arm. This snake had no claws, but had two forked dragon horns on its head.

This person is the *Supreme Elder* of *Wan Shouzong*.

Seeing *Shi Wanwan*, a trace of softness couldn't help but appear on his face: "Didn't I tell you, I am in seclusion to comprehend the secret technique of 'Bloodline Fusion', don't disturb me if there is nothing... It seems something big happened in the *Zheng Kingdom*."

"Exactly so..."

*Shi Wanwan* said: "Reporting to Master... *Lian Fengqi*'s life tablet in the *Sheng Huang* land has shattered, suspected of meeting a poisonous hand..."

"Little *Fengqi*? He has *Late Foundation Establishment* cultivation, and has a winged tiger... who could kill him? Who dares to kill him?"

The burly man surnamed *Lian*'s expression shifted.

"According to the disciple's thoughts, it should be that the danger of the *Sheng Huang* land has erupted..." *Shi Wanwan* said.

"Not bad, in that *Wanfa Secret Realm*, there is..."

The burly man surnamed *Lian* shook his head, seemingly recalling some unbearable past events, and was tight-lipped about his experience in the *Wanfa Secret Realm*.

"Besides this, there is another big event... Recently, a true transmission disciple of the *Si Tian Jian Sect* came to the *Zheng Kingdom*, saying he was ordered by the sect master to investigate whether the three major sects of the *Zheng Kingdom* are colluding with the demonic path..."

*Shi Wanwan*'s voice carried a trace of heaviness.

Actually, what she wanted to say more was this latter matter.

"Investigating so openly? Could it be a trap? Just waiting to beat the grass and scare the snake, letting the demonic cultivators kill him, and then secretly ambushing with *Si Tian Jian Sect* *Jin Dan* sword cultivators?"

The middle-aged man surnamed *Lian* sneered at this: "We have nothing to do, just stay calm and wait."

"Yes!"

*Shi Wanwan* saluted again and watched the burly man surnamed *Lian* return to the cave.

After descending the mountain, a trace of sorrow appeared on her face: "Nothing to do... does our *Wan Shouzong* really have nothing to do?"

*Qingyan Market*.

Fang Xing, accompanied by a beauty, lived a wonderful life of reading books with red sleeves adding fragrance.

What was even more wonderful was that nearby forces like the *Sanye Sect*, in order to avoid being associated with the demonic path, were racking their brains to bribe him.

"Hmm... with this righteous cause, the *Qingxuan Sect*, *Heitian Temple*, and *Wan Shouzong*... I can knock out at least one million spirit stones from each!"

Fang Xing put away a scroll of intelligence and thought faintly.

"Of course, I can do this because I am strong enough... If it were another true transmission sword child who came, acting this arrogantly would sooner or later lead to being hacked to death... If it were robbers or demonic cultivators who did it, what could the *Si Tian Jian Sect* do?"

What he is showing now is only *Early Foundation Establishment* cultivation, and a sword technique that dominates the *Foundation Establishment* stage.

But if someone really dares to come and test him, he can let the other party feel what despair is.

Even if he couldn't solve it himself, he could call his true self.

Now his true self has risen up, not to mention the original *External Landscape* peak strength, there is also the trump card of the *Great Sun Tathagata Palm*, which can be said to beat down all who refuse to submit.

'Even if the *Wan Xiang Mo Sect* sends a *Nascent Soul* cultivator to block me, it would be difficult to take me down...'

'However, to deal with a *Foundation Establishment* true transmission, sending a *Nascent Soul* cultivator? Unless the *Wan Xiang Mo Sect* cultivators are all dead, that's about it...'

"Young Master!"

Just as Fang Xing was pondering, Qing'er beside him lowered her head slightly and poured him a cup of wine: "This pot of 'Peach Blossom Brew' has been buried for twenty years, the vintage is just right..."

"Hmm, not bad..."

Fang Xing picked up the white jade wine cup, drank it in one gulp, and continued to look at the intelligence in his hand.

"*Master Daoist Zi Yuan* returned to *Daoist Zi Yuan Immortal City*? This woman is not dead yet? It seems the famous *Wan Shouzong* attachment technique is just average..."

"*Heitian Temple* doesn't even need to be looked at, a *Foundation Establishment* perfection, even if I don't use the *Nine Orifices Jin Dan* now, I can still slash him..."

"*Qingxuan Sect*, *Qingxuan Sect*..."

Fang Xing looked at a piece of intelligence, his eyes slightly surprised.

"The land-opening team was severely damaged again... uh, how many times is this? But it seems this time it was particularly tragic?"

"I wonder how *Su Ye* and that group of people who are still in the *Sheng Huang* land are doing?"

However, this thought was just a flash.

Although they are all old friends, if he met them, he would still be interested in chatting a few words.

If he didn't meet them, then it was no fate, and it didn't matter even more.

"Qing'er, I'm leaving."

Fang Xing drank another cup of peach blossom wine, put down the book in his hand, and smiled.

"Where does Young Master want to go?"

Qing'er's eyes rippled: "I wonder if you can take Qing'er with you?"

"Me, I'm preparing to go to the *Qingxuan Sect* to ask the sect master if he knows his crime?"

Fang Xing smiled proudly: "My *Si Tian Jian Sect* true transmission is here, if he doesn't come to pay respects, he is guilty!"

Qing'er's breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

"This trip might involve continuous dharma battles, so I won't keep you. Haha..."

Fang Xing let out a long laugh, drank the peach blossom wine, and his whole body suddenly turned into a sword light, soaring into the sky.

A brilliant sword, heading toward the *Qingxuan Sect*!

*Qingxuan Sect*.

Inside the mountain gate.

A young man in green clothes walked quickly, and not long after, arrived outside a cave dwelling.

This cave dwelling was filled with spiritual energy, reaching the *Second Rank* level, and several acres of spirit fields were opened outside.

A young man dressed as a spirit planter was burying his head in planting spirit rice.

"*Meng Zijin* pays respects to *Qingyun* senior brother!"

The youth saluted: "I heard *Elder Su* is back, so the disciple came specifically to pay respects..."

*Han Qingyun* stopped his work and looked up at *Meng Zijin*.

For this outer sect disciple who came out of the *Sheng Huang* land together, he always felt a bit more closeness in his heart.

Hearing this, he shook his head: "*Elder Su* is not lightly injured and has declined visitors. I already know your intention, so there is no need to pay respects."

"Yes."

*Meng Zijin* nodded, and then was a bit dazed: "Is it... really impossible to go back?"

"Naturally impossible to go back, you don't know how tragic our land-opening was this time..."

*Han Qingyun* shook his head: "If it weren't for *Elder Su* and me just changing shifts, on the way back to the sect, this time we probably wouldn't have been able to escape..."

Among them, *Su Ye*, as a *Foundation Establishment* cultivator, had too big a target and was actually seriously injured!

*Meng Zijin* pursed his lips and didn't ask again.

"Looking at your aura, can you ascend to *Qi Condensation* level 4? Don't let *Auntie Shen* down..."

*Han Qingyun* exhorted a few words and wanted to say something else, but his expression suddenly changed!

*Meng Zijin* was a bit late, only then hearing a clear sword cry!

This sword cry resounded through the twenty-seven peaks of the *Qingxuan Sect* mountain gate, and carried a deep voice: "I am *Si Tian Jian Sect* true transmission Fang Xing... where is the *Qingxuan Sect* *Jia Dan*? Come out and see me!"

Those words were like sharp long swords, stabbing directly into the heart of every disciple.

"Fang Xing? *Si Tian Jian Sect* true transmission?"

*Han Qingyun* and *Meng Zijin* looked at each other, inexplicably recalling someone in their hearts, and then both shook their heads: "Probably just the same name..."

*Meng Zijin* subconsciously thought of the barbecue of Uncle Fang next door.

As for *Han Qingyun*, he thought of the *Sister Hua* he followed before...