Chapter 36

"Brother Wan, why is this?"

The visitor was not young, and more importantly, Fang Xing recognized him; he was none other than the leader of the Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan—Chen Yi.

Seeing Pill Master Wan's expression, he couldn't help but feel a bit strange.

The pill master surnamed Wan hummed a few times: "Today, you saw that kid searching the market for Soul-Returning Pills and told me to report back. I followed your instructions and issued an invitation, but that kid didn't pay any attention at all, and instead made me lose a lot of face. You tell me, how should this be compensated?"

Chen Yi was speechless, but he also knew that this Pill Master Wan Fenglin was stingy by nature and loved to take small advantages.

The key was... he really couldn't afford to offend a pill master, so he immediately smiled bitterly and cupped his hands: "It is my fault, I will definitely make amends to Brother Wan in the future..."

"Amends are unnecessary, but the share of spirit herbs for this operation must be changed..." Wan Fenglin revealed his true colors.

"This... I must discuss it carefully with my four sworn brothers."

Chen Yi showed a look of hesitation.

"Hmph, I still don't understand why you want to win over a Postnatal warrior kid... He doesn't look like any cultivation genius..."

Wan Fenglin was a bit curious.

"Sigh... This person's background is mysterious. I originally didn't want to provoke him, but he recently moved next to my fourth brother and fifth sister, so I could only test him. Brother Wan, you must not underestimate this person. This person has at least one blood-refined artifact on him!" Chen Yi sighed: "It is precisely because of this that I felt this person could be of great use in this operation, but I didn't expect... this person seems not to care much about Soul-Returning Pills..."

"Blood-refined artifact?" Greed flashed in Wan Fenglin's heart, and then he said: "That is truly a pity. This person should be of great help in dealing with the Purple-Winged Scorpions."

As for whether he wanted to make friends or kill for wealth, that was unknown.

Wan Fenglin even believed that Chen Yi had the same thoughts as him now.

Being able to survive as a rogue cultivator until now, no one was a fool.

If that kid really had a great background, they would serve him and curry favor... hoping that some benefits would leak through his fingers.

If there were no concerns, and he fell into danger while hunting demonic beasts, then there would be no need to hesitate to kick him while he was down!

"It seems Brother Wan is prepared to take action soon?"

Hearing this, Chen Yi's eyes lit up.

"Of course. Not to mention that the flowering period for those 'Phantom Heart Orchids' is about to pass, even if it were just the 'Purple-Winged Scorpions,' the scorpion venom produced is an excellent material for pill refining. How could I, Wan, give that up?"

Wan Fenglin glanced deeply at Chen Yi: "I have long heard of the great name of the Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan. This time, I will have to rely on you all."

"Easy to say, easy to say..."

Chen Yi agreed and turned to leave.

Wan Fenglin watched Chen Yi leave, sat down slowly, and tasted the spirit tea.

The beetle remained motionless, looking like a dead object.

Anyway, Fang Xing wasn't afraid of loss, so he directly ordered it to stay hidden.

Half an hour later, another figure pushed the door open and entered: "Master Wan..."

Seeing the visitor, a smile flashed across Wan Fenglin's face.

"These cultivators, six out of six have seven hearts..."

Inside the shack.

In the basement.

Fang Xing looked at the monitors one by one, a speechless expression appearing on his face.

Because besides the pill master Wan Fenglin plotting, after Chen Yi left Wan Fenglin's residence, he immediately rushed to another place, and was actually plotting with other cultivators!

Although afraid of being discovered by the cultivators, Fang Xing ordered the hummingbird monitors not to get too close, but he could guess what they were plotting!

"Fortunately, I didn't agree to go. Otherwise, playing mind games with such a group of old fogies, I might not be able to outplay them!"

"As for now? Everyone, explode gold coins for me!"

Fang Xing felt that his actions had always been steady, and most importantly, he had self-awareness.

In the market, there was at least some order, and with the golden finger of traveling between two worlds, he could eventually get ahead by slowly grinding!

If he were to risk leaving the market for a bottle of pills, that would be too stupid.

A child of a thousand gold does not sit under a dangerous hall!

Dressing up as a commoner is just asking for trouble!

Therefore, he was completely unmoved.

For Fang Xing, the worst case was just not getting the pills, and the Ghost God Blade would be unable to enter the realm.

If that were the case, he would at most slow down his plans, and then wait for the next semester to start to find Teacher Xia Long to learn the 'Crazy Eighteen Strikes,' which was still an A-grade martial art!

At worst, it would delay his cultivation, but he could still get into a good university in the future, and that would be enough!

If he encountered danger while going out this time, or even died, that would be the biggest loss!

"This pill master, the Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan, and the people behind them, are truly interesting... To calculate to this extent for a bit of demonic beast material and a few stalks of Phantom Heart Orchid, the cultivators of this world are truly miserable..."

Fang Xing sighed and prepared to watch the show.

Although he wouldn't leave the market himself, he had the courage to arrange a few drones to follow secretly.

The next day.

Fang Xing stood in the courtyard enclosed by a fence, silently practicing the twelve forms of the military physical exercise.

At some point, a little kid was lying next door, his eyes shining brightly: "Uncle... are you practicing martial arts?"

"Zijin, how can you be so unruly?"

Meng Yi pulled his son to the side. This kid was terrified at first, but ever since he ate the other person's barbecue, he couldn't wait to run to the neighbor's house every day. It was truly worrying.

He looked at Fang Xing and gave an apologetic smile.

Fang Xing ignored him, his whole body's Qi and blood circulating, every move and style seeming to carry immense power.

He circulated his Qi and blood throughout his body, gradually from skin and flesh to tendons and bones.

After finishing a set of moves, he looked at the attribute panel:

【Military Physical Exercise Twelve Forms: 61/100 (Proficient)】

'The proficiency has increased again, not bad...'

Ever since the Ghost God Blade was difficult to enter, Fang Xing still put most of his energy into the military physical exercise.

By now, this martial art could be said to have progressed rapidly.

This might be because he had ascended to the Second Martial Realm; many of the obscure parts of the military physical exercise now looked suddenly clear.

The higher the realm, the easier it is to practice martial arts.

As for the problem of being seen?

Not to mention the contempt warriors here have for martial arts, if the martial arts of the Blue Star Federation could be mastered just by watching a few times, then teachers like Xia Long would have lost their jobs long ago...

"Brother Meng!"

Seeing Meng Yi, Fang Xing greeted him: "Preparing to go out?"

"No, just going out to set up a stall..."

Meng Yi waved his hand, seemingly casually: "My wife is taking care of Zijin, as the head of the household, I have to go out and earn some spirit sand..."

"I see, I wish you prosperous business."

Fang Xing wished him sincerely, but in his heart, he was complaining that the other party was lying to a ghost!

According to the surveillance outside his house, that Shen Yuxin had secretly gone out in the middle of the night.

Clearly, the Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan and that pill master were preparing to move out in full force to pick the 'Phantom Heart Orchid'!

This Meng Yi was deliberately acting to deceive him, clearly not trusting him as a neighbor!

'But it's normal. In this world where everyone is a schemer, if you're not careful, you'll die until not even your bones are left...'

Fang Xing understood this and watched Meng Yi walk away.

Meng Zijin returned to the door, closed the doors and windows, and appeared exceptionally well-behaved.

'So sensible it makes one feel pity!'

Fang Xing sighed in his heart, returned to his basement, and looked at the surveillance screen.

In the wilderness, drones in the shapes of beetles, lizards, and hummingbirds were ready to go.

'Although I'm not going, I will watch the battle throughout and cheer for you all...'

Deep in the Great Wilderness.

A few hummingbirds flew through the jungle.

Through their tiny eyes, one could vaguely see the traces of a cultivation team moving forward ahead.

Fang Xing looked at the screen and nodded silently: "They are all a bunch of noobs, they can't even discover my hummingbird drones... But this can't be blamed on them, after all, it's a reconnaissance method beyond their cognition!"

People cannot earn money outside their range of cognition, and naturally, they cannot discover enemies outside their cognition!

According to what he had seen and heard while hanging out in the cultivation market, he now had a better understanding of cultivators.

The vast majority of Qi Condensation stage cultivators do not have 'Divine Sense' and cannot project it to lock onto enemies.

What they possess is 'Spiritual Sense,' which can only look inward at themselves and read jade slips and the like.

Although the ability of this 'Spiritual Sense' had already made miserable warriors like Fang Xing envious to the point of red eyes.

Being able to look inward at oneself, clearly visible, represents absolute control over the body.

For a warrior, that is the posture of a peerless genius!

Even so, since Spiritual Sense cannot be projected, it is difficult to discover small enemies in the distance.

Not to mention, in the concept of cultivators, even the smallest puppet should be manipulated by magic power and carry magic power fluctuations.

And the simulation drones of the interstellar era obviously wouldn't have any magic power fluctuations, and didn't even have a trace of aura, so they were easily ignored.

"Their destination..."

Fang Xing ordered a falcon-shaped drone to fly high, and saw a valley more than ten miles ahead.

The valley was extremely steep, and the black stones on the cliffs emitted a metallic luster, as if carved by knives and axes, with only one rugged path to enter.

Calling it a 'small path' was actually just a gap in the canyon, and there were many strange dangers.

"This should be it..."

A falcon landed and saw that the valley was shrouded in thin mist.

It was about to get closer when it suddenly heard a rustling sound.

Then...

A purple shadow flashed, and this falcon-shaped drone fell from mid-air.

Sizzle!

The drone wreckage fell to the ground and immediately made a sizzling sound of being corroded.

The simulated bird feathers fell off, and even the mechanical skeleton began to emit tiny electric sparks and started to dissolve...

The last screen image transmitted showed only a purple scorpion shadow!

"Purple-Winged Scorpion? What powerful poison!"

Fang Xing mobilized his computing power to restore the blurry image, and saw a purple scorpion the size of a washbasin.

Its back had two wings, and its whole body seemed to be covered in a layer of purple armor, flying without a trace.

"Purple-Winged Scorpion, Rank 1 Mid-Grade demonic beast, the adult form can rival a Mid-Qi Condensation cultivator, possesses potent poison, likes to live in groups. Once encountered, even a Late-Qi Condensation cultivator wouldn't dare to provoke them easily..."

Fang Xing recited the basic information of the Purple-Winged Scorpion, a look of anticipation appearing on his face: "Pill Master Wan, Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan... keep it up."