Chapter 38

Canyon entrance.

Fu Qing of the Xun Xun Heihu Gang was driving a turtle-shell shield and a tiger-headed saber, two artifacts for offense and defense, entangled with Wan Fenglin, who had taken out a pill-cauldron-shaped artifact.

Both were cultivators. Fu Qing had a higher realm, but Wan Fenglin was a pill master after all, with deep pockets. Besides the previous 'Pill Thunder,' he actually took out a stack of Rank 1 High-Grade talismans. Countless talisman lights flickered, turning into wind blades, golden arrows, giant rocks, and other attacks, actually firmly restraining Fu Qing, and he even looked like he had energy to spare.

"Third Brother, I am going to clean up the sect today."

Chen Yi looked at the battlefield, his expression extremely gloomy as he looked at Chen Hongtian, a cyan wind blade appearing in his hand.

"Big Brother, we are brothers for a lifetime, do you really want to do this?"

Chen Hongtian roared, hurriedly injecting his Postnatal True Qi into a defensive talisman, and the two also fought together.

Generally speaking, Postnatal experts are at most equivalent to Early-Qi Condensation cultivators. Only the peak Postnatal warriors among them can barely compare to Mid-Qi Condensation cultivators.

Therefore, Chen Hongtian knew he was definitely not his big brother's opponent, and all he had to do now was stall.

Hua Feiyue and the couple Meng Yi and Shen Yuxin, who had fallen to the ground, were driving their Postnatal True Qi to dispel the poison while watching the battlefield, their faces filled with confusion.

Why... did things suddenly become like this?

How did the situation develop?

Third Brother betrayed them, and Big Brother actually kept them in the dark along with the others...

Meng Yi only felt his heart being cut by a knife, while Hua Feiyue frowned, thinking about whether she could survive.

No one noticed that above the canyon where the mist had dissipated, a falcon had appeared at some point!

It circled twice and suddenly dived, like a pitch-black arrow.

Whoosh!

The next instant, the falcon rushed to the side of the lake, stretched out its claws, and grabbed a 'Phantom Heart Orchid'!

"Good beast!"

Seeing this scene, Pill Master Wan was simply furious.

But Fu Qing was right opposite him, he couldn't spare a hand, and the falcon flew too fast and was too far away... several cultivators could only watch helplessly as it left.

Boom!

The next moment, although several cultivators were still hostile, they moved toward the valley in unison.

If the hard-won spoils were taken away by an unrelated beast, they would simply vomit blood!

Qinglin Market.

Fang Xing pretended to carry a basket, dressed like an herb gatherer who had gone out.

As a resident of the market, there is rent pressure every month. Many Postnatal warriors cannot survive in the market and can only sign a deed of sale to become tenant farmers in nearby spirit fields!

Those who can stay either have a special skill or have to risk their lives!

They often have to go out to pick herbs and hunt demonic beasts!

'Living in the market has many benefits, not only safety and order, but also spiritual energy concentration... Nourished by spiritual energy, not only can inner cultivation progress rapidly, but it can also prolong life...'

Fang Xing's spirit stones were certainly enough to pay the rent, but doing this all the time was also quite eye-catching.

Besides, the Phantom Heart Orchid was almost here.

Therefore, he decided to go to the temporary camp.

Many spirit herbs picked by drones recently were also stored in the temporary camp, so he would just take them all at once.

He arrived at the market entrance and saw many warriors.

Most were dressed like him, ready to enter the mountains, and some even had a tragic look of facing life and death.

After all, with the beast tide rampant now, going deep into the Great Wilderness is simply risking one's life!

"Sigh... Old Four Song also fell..."

Seeing a few warriors transporting a corpse back, everyone around felt a sense of sorrow.

At this time, a warrior saw Fang Xing and immediately approached: "This little brother is also an herb gatherer. Do you know that the outside world is even more dangerous now? A large number of demonic beasts have sensed that this place is densely populated and have actually migrated to the Qinglin Mountains, simply treating this place as a hunting ground..."

"Sigh, there's no other way..."

Fang Xing sighed: "The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!"

"Not bad, that makes sense!" The warrior's eyes lit up: "Why don't we cooperate?"

"No need."

Fang Xing waved his hand, with an expression of 'strangers stay away,' and used his movement technique to dive into the dense forest rapidly.

With drone reconnaissance from high altitude, the possibility of him encountering danger is not high, but it exists!

Therefore, he couldn't help but be careful.

Of course, Fang Xing didn't need to run directly to the temporary camp.

He only needed to walk out of the Qinglin Market, avoid the eyes and ears of others, and then he could collect the gifts of nature brought by the drones.

Strictly speaking, the danger is not high.

Just after walking around for half an hour, he returned with a basket full of herbs.

Of course, for disguise, it was covered with a layer of debris, and because of the lesson from the old man with the smoking pipe at the beginning, he had specially treated the scent of the herbs.

When Fang Xing carried the basket and walked into the market, he happened to see the warrior who had spoken to him earlier had turned into a corpse, and was even mostly mutilated.

"This... this is..."

"Sigh, their team was unlucky. They didn't go far after going out before they encountered a 'Fire-Origin Jackal'..."

Listening to the discussion of the warriors nearby and looking at the charred marks on the mutilated wounds of that person, Fang Xing shook his head.

"Eh? Isn't this brother just going out?"

A warrior saw Fang Xing, glanced casually at his basket, saw the disguised plant roots on top, and couldn't help but sneer: "So this brother didn't go out to pick herbs, but to dig for potato roots to satisfy his hunger?"

"Sigh, in this world, let alone spirit rice, even ordinary rice is becoming unaffordable."

Fang Xing sighed and walked away amidst the disdainful gazes of the crowd.

Room Ding-57.

Fang Xing glanced at it and found that the door next door was still tightly closed.

Only when hearing a sound would an eye carefully look through the crack in the door, like a pitiful little beast.

"Sigh, also a pitiful little fellow..."

Fang Xing didn't care about Meng Zijin, closed his own door, and came to the basement.

Throwing the potato roots on the top layer of the basket aside, he saw the full basket of medicinal herbs inside.

Every stalk that leaked out would make Postnatal warriors jealous!

Especially that stalk of 'Phantom Heart Orchid'!

This orchid was as beautiful as a dream, with a layer of glowing luster on its stems, leaves, and petals.

Just by sniffing it lightly, Fang Xing actually felt a sense of tipsiness and haziness, as if he had drunk wine.

"It really is a good thing. As long as I take it to the Qingdan Workshop and entrust them to refine it, there's no problem getting 'Soul-Returning Pills'..."

"But this spirit herb was snatched by me, and Pill Master Wan and the Xun Xun Heihu Gang are watching. Will the Qingdan Workshop keep it a secret for me?"

Although the Qingdan Workshop has a good reputation, Fang Xing was still a bit hesitant.

At this time, he opened the surveillance log to check the aftermath of the Five Righteous Ones of Cangshan, Pill Master Wan, and Fu Qing...

"Eh?"

In the picture, Meng Yi was pierced through the chest by a tiger-headed saber artifact, but he pushed his wife Shen Yuxin beside him fiercely.

In Shen Yuxin's hand, she was still clutching a 'Phantom Heart Orchid'!

"Hmm? This is... a complete mess."

Fang Xing, who saw the end, barely sorted out the sequence of events.

Chen Yi had a backup plan and was not poisoned, and after Hua Feiyue and the others dispelled the poison, they quickly joined the battle.

Wan Fenglin was only a pill refiner after all, lacking combat power, and Chen Hongtian was only a Postnatal warrior, who was besieged by the remaining four Righteous Ones and died on the spot!

Seeing that things were going badly, Wan Fenglin used a life-saving talisman and escaped successfully!

It seemed that the winners were Fu Qing of the Xun Xun Heihu Gang and the four Righteous Ones of Cangshan, but when dividing the spoils, Chen Yi actually took the lead and ambushed Fu Qing!

Hua Feiyue and the others had no choice but to help, and then Meng Yi was pierced through the heart by a saber and died completely.

Before he died, he created an opportunity for Shen Yuxin to leave with the harvest.

Fu Qing was first consumed by Wan Fenglin, then ambushed by Chen Yi, and besieged by several Postnatal warriors. He didn't dare to fight, and directly took the lion's share of the harvest and left.

An herb-gathering operation finally came to an end, but two Postnatal warriors died!

The remaining few were basically all injured, how miserable was that?

"Treasure hunting and exploration in the cultivation world are truly dangerous. Don't participate in such inexplicable activities in the future..."

Fang Xing warned himself silently, and then started steaming rice, cooking, and roasting meat...

With the market's superior spiritual energy environment and the supply of spirit rice and demonic beast meat, he insisted on practicing martial arts every day.

Moreover, the constant rise of various data on the attribute panel gave him the pleasure of playing games and leveling up in his previous life.

It was simply addictive!

Night.

Fang Xing was preparing to sleep when he suddenly heard a heart-wrenching cry next door: "Dad... woo woo... I want Daddy..."

"Is that Meng Zijin? They're back? So slow..."

He lay on the bed and turned over: "Hmm, my requirements are too high. After all, they couldn't fly back directly and had to avoid many dangerous places on the way..."

Although he knew what had happened, visiting now would undoubtedly seem very strange.

Therefore, Fang Xing stretched, waited for three seconds, and let a group of silver light wrap around him.

He chose to return to the Eaglet Star to sleep!

I have to say, the public security of the Blue Star Federation is still good. Except for the followers of the evil god, it is usually very safe.

Living in such an environment, even sleeping is more fragrant than in the Qinglin Market.

If it weren't for coveting the spiritual energy environment of the market, he would probably have been resting here all the time.

The next day.

Qinglin Market.

Fang Xing walked out of the house and saw a white long banner erected outside the shack next door.

This is the local funeral custom. A white banner at the door represents the passing of a loved one.

He walked over and saw that the center of the shack had been converted into a mourning hall, with spirit tablets and clothes set up.

Clearly, Meng Yi's body was not retrieved.

After all, Shen Yuxin escaped in a great hurry, and one cannot expect too much from people.

"Ah? This... what happened?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing was immediately 'shocked'!

"It's my head of the household, who unfortunately died while picking spirit herbs outside..."

Shen Yuxin's eyes were slightly red, wearing mourning clothes, and she replied in a calm voice: "This is fate... I don't want to stay in this sad place, and I'm preparing to take Zijin away."