Chapter 233: Top-Grade Spirit Stones and Nascent Soul Pills (Seeking monthly votes)

Within the void, streaks of azure light emerged from the "Nine Infants Pearl," resembling wisps of tassels or lines drawn by a brush, outlining a nine-headed monster.

Its entire body was covered in dark green scales, and it possessed nine heads that looked like a cross between a dragon and a snake.

From each head, a different spell was spewed forth.

Fire, poisonous water, black mist, freezing ice... the nine innate divine abilities converged, even forming a torrent!

Even Fang Xing's true self had to temporarily avoid its edge.

"A Nine Infants phantom?! It really is from the Nine Infants Sect."

"If a true Nine Infants existed, it would likely be at least a Rank 5 Demon God..."

Fang Xing's footsteps trod upon the void as if stepping on lotus flowers; with every step a lotus bloomed, and he retreated continuously.

Even though he had once crushed the vast majority of cultivators in this world with Blue Star martial arts, encountering such a genuine Nascent Soul seed meant that before ascending to the Jin Gang Realm, a head-on clash would not yield many good results.

What's more...

He still had a backup plan.

In the cave dwelling shrouded by a water curtain on Snake Tail Peak, which had already turned into a ghost realm.

Fang Xing's cultivation clone stood up and smiled faintly: "Since drawing my sword, I have had no rivals; in this life, I never show mercy!"

Swish!

A brilliant sword light soared into the sky, as if piercing the heavens.

The blinding essence light was like a white rainbow piercing the sun; with just one strike, it split the Nine Infants phantom in two.

The Nine Infants Pearl let out a mournful cry and flew into Huo Moqing's body.

Huo Moqing's face alternated between red and white, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

But his movements were faster, because his divine sense had already captured a terrifying fluctuation of magic power rising from the cave dwelling below.

That was absolutely not some Immortal Jin Dan!

It was... a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun!!!

"The one breaking through here is not someone forming a Jin Dan, but a Nascent Soul?"

"Damn it... could this be a trap? Have I fallen for a scheme?"

Huo Moqing was terrified, but his hands moved rapidly.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and a blood arrow flew out, landing on a dark thunder bead in his hand.

This was the "Netherworld Divine Thunder," a Rank 4 divine ability condensed by the Nascent Soul ancestor of the Nine Infants Sect.

Once unleashed, even a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun would have to temporarily avoid its edge; it was his ultimate protective treasure!

"Go!"

If it were an ordinary Jin Dan cultivator, even if their life-bound true dan were shattered, they might not be able to muster enough magic power to trigger the "Netherworld Divine Thunder"!

But Huo Moqing was, after all, an Immortal Jin Dan cultivator. As his magic power was instantly depleted by more than half, a dark-colored divine thunder carrying an indescribable aura of destruction crashed down from the firmament!

Immediately after, Huo Moqing did not hesitate in the slightest; he put away the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and sacrificed a Rank 4 defensive talisman—the "Eight Gates Golden Lock Talisman"!

Eight illusory golden gates appeared, covered in complex and profound patterns, distributed in four directions, guarding him airtight.

Even for a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator with Immortal Jin Dan quality, having unleashed two major Rank 4 means in succession, Huo Moqing's magic power was nearing exhaustion.

But he dared not gamble; a strange pattern immediately appeared on his forehead—it was the "Nine Infants Weeping Blood Seal"!

This secret technique could ravage one's own vitality and convert it into magic power.

Under the light of the Weeping Blood Seal, Huo Moqing felt his previously depleted magic power begin to recover rapidly, and his pale face took on a slight flush.

He immediately turned and fled outside the formation.

While running, he mobilized the power of the great formation, gathering countless blood mists to form walls, blocking Fang Xing.

……

Boom!

The Nether Divine Thunder erupted, its terrifying destructive power nearly shearing off more than half of Snake Tail Peak.

When the thunderous light dissipated, a cyan light barrier stood proudly in its place.

Fang Xing held the Cyan Yang Demon Lamp in his hand; light flickered upon it, transforming into the "Cyan Yang Barrier" that enveloped his entire body, possessing quite a bit of the flavor of being impervious to all methods.

"The Nether Divine Thunder is only a Rank 4 method, and a one-time use at that..."

"Every casual strike of mine now is a Rank 4 method; would I be afraid of this?"

Fang Xing looked again at the blood-red mist layering in, unable to help but chuckle:

"If it were a true Rank 4 Dharma Array, I would still have to be wary... but this thing of yours?"

A flying sword suddenly appeared in his hand; it was precisely a sword shadow of the famous sword "Rotten Iron."

Although it was only a sword shadow, the sharp Qi nearly shot into the sky, and the brilliance it erupted with was incomparably dazzling.

A flying sword created by such splitting light and shadow was already no less inferior to any flying sword.

The most crucial thing was... it did not fear filth or damage.

Even if it were ruined, it would only mean a single sword light had been dispersed.

"This is my first time using the methods of a Nascent Soul sword cultivator."

The flying sword in Fang Xing's hand suddenly erupted with a intense sword hum, and a brilliant sword light shot into the sky.

The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to move along with it, being drawn into this single sword.

Swish!

Wherever the sword light passed, the countless scarlet mist dissipated instantly, as if it had been "broken by a single sword"!

Pfft!

The inverted "giant bowl" that had originally enveloped the Three Python Mountains was, under this sword, ripped open with a huge hole.

The scarlet moon was split in two, and the sword light tore through the firmament and the night curtain, revealing the clear, bright blue sky of the outside world.

"Sword Intent forming a momentum? A Nascent Soul sword cultivator?!"

When Huo Moqing saw this scene, his heart was filled with despair.

He even suspected whether he had offended the Dan Laozu to be assigned such a suicidal mission.

But at this moment, the desire to survive still made him spare no cost in ruining his future potential, forcing out the last trace of magic power to land upon a strangely shaped Rank 4 talisman in his hand.

This talisman was entirely translucent white, and the phoenix-like seal scripts upon it seemed almost ready to spread their wings and fly high.

It was actually a rare Rank 4 "Void Escape Talisman"!

Even for a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun, it was a decent life-saving item.

"A high-rank talisman with void attributes? You really went to great lengths..."

Fang Xing flicked the sword with his finger, the sword emitting a dragon's hum: "But when did you develop the illusion that you hadn't been struck by the sword yet?"

The Great Freedom Profound Jin Jian Qi is hailed as having the fastest sword speed!

After obtaining power comparable to a Nascent Soul, this sword Dao classic finally truly revealed its true face.

Just now, when Fang Xing slashed open the quasi-Rank 4 array, he had already conveniently beheaded "Huo Moqing."

It was just that the sword light was too fast, and the other party had only just reacted now.

The expression on Huo Moqing's face solidified; the Eight Gates Golden Lock before him shattered, the "Profound Ice Shield" suddenly split in two from the middle, a blood line appeared on his neck, and the "Void Escape Talisman" in his hand instantly lost all brilliance, being snatched away by Fang Xing.

"These Three Python Mountains... as my place of Jin Dan formation, have been ravaged into such a state... you are to bear the primary responsibility."

Fang Xing looked at the Three Python Mountains where all humans and livestock had died, shook his head, scavenged the spoils of war, and immediately transformed into a sword light, carrying his true self far away...

Several hours later, a cyan light landed on the Three Python Mountains, within which was a blurry human figure.

Looking at the mountain range that had turned into ruins, they suddenly emitted a cold snort.

……

"Sure enough, the higher one goes in the Cultivation World, the more concentrated the resources..."

"Those few False Jin Dan, True Jin Dan, even adding the Yun family... the resources they have might not even equal that of one late-stage Jin Dan."

"Wait, that kid seemed somewhat unusual; he should be some big shot of the Nine Infants Sect... a Nascent Soul seed?"

Hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Three Python Mountains.

Fang Xing lowered his escape light, and with a turn of the sword light, he opened up a cave dwelling and began to count the spoils of war.

After looking at the other small fry, he couldn't help but have many more expectations for the storage bag of that Jin Dan from the Nine Infants Sect.

After opening it, he indeed saw many spiritual stones piled up like mountains inside.

Not only that!

Fang Xing's expression stirred; right among the many spiritual stones, he discovered a piece of extremely special water-attribute spiritual stone.

It had not been cut, presenting a blue water-drop shape, and the water spiritual energy inside was abundant to the extreme; placed by his ear, he could even hear the sound of the Yangtze River surging.

"This piece... could it be the legendary 'Top-Grade Spiritual Stone'? The kind of top-grade spiritual stone that is worth hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones each and absolutely no cultivator would exchange?"

Fang Xing's expression stirred.

It is said that the spiritual energy contained within this kind of "Top-Grade Spiritual Stone" is pure to the extreme, and even has a half-percent effect on condensing a Nascent Soul.

Of course, this must conform to the attribute of the cultivation technique.

The "Great Freedom Profound Jin Jian Canon" that Fang Xing cultivates focuses on metal-attribute spiritual energy; if he needs to condense a Nascent Soul in the future, it is best to prepare a metal-attribute top-grade spiritual stone.

If exchanged for a water-attribute top-grade spiritual stone, the effect would be slightly worse; the original five-tenths effect might turn into four-tenths...

"Good stuff."

Fang Xing treated it like a treasure, putting away and sealing the blue water drop.

As for the other treasures?

They opened his eyes even more.

All kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, rare medicinal pills... it was simply dazzling, and there were even over a dozen drops of "Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk."

"So rich... are Jin Dan cultivators actually this wealthy?"

Fang Xing, with a look of slight disbelief, opened a sky-cyan jade box.

The texture of this jade box was somewhat similar to the empty cyan bottle used to hold the "Jin Dan Pill" back then.

After opening it, he saw a strange vine inside; it coiled like a dragon and carried a special scent of locust flowers.

"Seems to be a Rank 4 spiritual medicine?"

He raised an eyebrow and found several other medicine boxes, the seals on which were extremely tight.

Clearly, that unlucky guy valued them highly.

After checking the jade slips one by one, Fang Xing immediately found the answer.

He held a jade slip in his hand, and his divine sense entered it.

Very quickly, the most complex medicinal pill refining method he had ever seen appeared before his eyes.

"'Condensing Nascent Soul Pill Formula'... Main ingredients: one Divine Nascent Soul Fruit, a section of Long Huaiteng, Green Spirit Bamboo Heart... Auxiliary materials: Thousand Year Vermilion Fruit, Ten Thousand Year Stone Milk..."

"It's actually a Rank 4 pill formula! Condensing Nascent Soul Pill, a pill that is of great help for condensing a Nascent Soul?"

"Also, that person was already at the late stage of Jin Dan; it's not strange that he started collecting materials for the Condensing Nascent Soul Pill in advance..."

Fang Xing nodded and looked at that section of dragon vine: "It seems this item should be the Long Huaiteng..."

He discovered that the late-stage Jin Dan demonic cultivator was unexpectedly capable; apart from the "Divine Nascent Soul Fruit," he had already collected seven or eight-tenths of the other main and auxiliary materials.

"That's right, even with a Heavenly Spirit Root, one is certainly not very confident about how to condense a Nascent Soul."

"As long as I obtain the 'Divine Nascent Soul Fruit,' couldn't I try to refine the 'Condensing Nascent Soul Pill'?"

After possessing Nascent Soul magic power, Fang Xing's alchemy skills would also advance by leaps and bounds.

Furthermore, with the "Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron" in hand, his alchemy requirements were much lower than other alchemists.

As long as he could ensure that he could successfully condense the pill in the end, that would be enough!