Chapter 405

Piao Miao Immortal Palace.

Floating Island.

A streak of sword light shot through the sky and halted beyond the celestial palace, revealing a young man with sharp eyebrows and starlike eyes—Fang Xing!

A flicker of spiritual light passed through his eyes as he surveyed the scene, nodding slightly: "No wonder it's a sixth-rank heavenly vein—this spiritual energy is far richer than a sea vein… and this sixth-rank array? It's of the Void attribute. Quite impressive."

With just one glance, he knew it would be difficult to break through the entire sect by himself.

Only if his true body came in person would it be feasible.

"Still… I have to try."

The rusted iron sword materialized in his hand as Fang Xing slashed forward!

Shhh!

As the sword cut through the air, heaven and earth seemed plunged into night—countless stars scattered like chess pieces, and a brilliant silver river surged forth, ready to pierce through the entire Piao Miao Immortal Palace!

The sword qi was icy and chilling; celestial cranes shrieked in terror, and countless cultivators were left soul-shaken.

Finally!

From atop each jade pavilion, silver runes emerged, coalescing into towering silver beams of powerful prohibitions, forming a grand array.

This array was ethereal and hazy, yet carried the sensation of severing two realms.

"Void dreams are like bubbles; the two realms are vast as dust… What a magnificent sixth-rank Void array."

Fang Xing let out a long laugh—he had already seen the sixth-rank supreme treasure at the heart of infinite void: the Two-Realm Banner!

In terms of Void attribute alone, this Two-Realm Banner surpassed the Wuji Demon Palace.

As for the Five Dragon Pillars? They weren't even worthy to be mentioned in the same breath.

"Ming Kun Zunzhe?!"

Amid a clear, resonant cry, a green phoenix soared out from the Lingxiao Palace.

Standing atop the phoenix was a lady in imperial robes, her bearing regal and divine—Qiong Xianzi, the Piao Miao Palace Mistress.

Qiong Xianzi gazed at Fang Xing, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her face, as if guessing his intent.

"May I ask, Elder, why you have come here?"

A faint smile appeared on her face; she bowed respectfully as a junior, her demeanor composed and graceful.

"Hmph. Your Piao Miao Immortal Palace breaks the rules, sending outsiders to deal with me."

Fang Xing sneered, producing the Five Dragon Pillars: "That old beggar is already dead… Shouldn't your Piao Miao Immortal Palace offer some explanation?"

Swoosh! Swoosh!

From deep within the Piao Miao Immortal Palace, two streaks of light shot forth—Gu Zunzhe and Jin Zunzhe.

Seeing the Five Dragon Pillars, they both drew sharp breaths.

Though secretly, they had indeed incited the Divine Beggar Tianzun to target the Death God Island, hoping to see him suffer.

But how quickly had it been? The Divine Beggar Tianzun had already perished?

And it wasn't even that body cultivator Tianzun who struck?

Under their spiritual senses, Ming Kun Zunzhe still clearly remained at the early stage of Transformation.

Cold sweat broke out on Gu Zunzhe's forehead, but the knowledge that their Two-Realm Banner still stood gave him some confidence.

With the Two-Realm Banner guarding the sixth-rank array, and a Transformation Tianzhe presiding at its center…

No Transformation Tianzhe could break through the Piao Miao Immortal Palace.

Even a Void Refinement Great Expert would need to fight for a long time!

"Elder… that old beggar abused his power and tormented us for years. We truly thank you for avenging our Piao Miao Immortal Palace."

Qiong Xianzi abandoned her former dignity, her face now twisted with fury.

Cultivators are like this—their loyalties shift with astonishing flexibility.

And… the Piao Miao Immortal Palace had not participated at all—merely failed to report knowledge.

"To calm me, you must do two things."

Fang Xing spoke calmly.

"Please, friend, state them plainly."

Gu Zunzhe and Jin Zunzhe exchanged glances, both exhaling inwardly.

Facing a being who could slay a Transformation Tianzhe, their pressure was immense.

And… could that Fang Yun Zunzhe be hiding nearby?

If they fully enraged the Death God Island, unless they hid forever, peace would be impossible.

"First: I want all the ancient teleportation arrays. I'll use them to teleport directly to the Great Yang Cultivation Realm."

Fang Xing sneered; the bloodshed in his words left Qiong Xianzi gasping.

"This is easy."

Gu Zunzhe immediately agreed: "These ancient teleportation arrays were left by ancient great cultivators as wealth for the entire cultivation world. You may use them… but during teleportation, you'll need Void energy to protect your body. I assume you can meet that requirement."

"Second: Accept these as compensation, and this matter is settled."

Fang Xing tossed over a jade slip, inscribed with a vast list of fifth-rank materials—primarily for crafting the fifth-rank Qi-boosting pill formula recorded in the Wan Hua Ding.

Qiong Xianzi took it, glanced once, and nearly fainted.

"Impossible… so much? Are you planning to rob every treasure in our Piao Miao Immortal Palace?"

Jin Zunzhe scanned it with his spiritual sense and flew into rage.

For cultivators, Qi advancement is always life itself.

The fifth-rank pills Fang Xing demanded were the very key to their future Qi breakthroughs!

"If you refuse, I'll seal off the Piao Miao Immortal Palace with my elders… Yes, the sixth-rank heavenly vein's spiritual energy is excellent—but if cut off, how many years can it sustain you?"

Fang Xing said coldly.

In the past, the Meng Demon Lord had dared to wage war precisely because he planned a prolonged siege: destroy the sixth-rank heavenly vein, turn the Piao Miao Immortal Palace's sixth-rank array into a sourceless stream, then slowly wear them down.

But such a war could drag on for centuries.

Fang Xing certainly had no patience for that.

But the Piao Miao cultivators didn't know that.

To them, if a centuries-long war could secure the Hanhai Cultivation Realm, it was clearly worth it. Gu Zunzhe immediately whispered to Jin Zunzhe, then relented: "If the friend swears an oath upon his soul, your humble servant and my junior brother… will accept this resolution."

"Hmph."

Fang Xing sneered, pondered for a moment, then agreed.

…

Several days later.

In a fragrant, luxurious palace within the Piao Miao Immortal Palace.

"These Piao Miao cultivators really know how to enjoy life."

Fang Xing stepped out of the fragrant bath; two slender hands gently draped his robe over him, tenderly tying the sash.

"Heh… what merit do I have to warrant the Palace Mistress's personal service?"

He looked at the gentle, dignified face before him—graceful in every posture, yet tinged with shyness—and spoke.

"You are our honored guest. The hostess serving you personally is a sign of respect."

Qiong Xianzi, the Piao Miao Palace Mistress, replied softly.

"Hmm…"

Fang Xing touched his face, thinking: Clearly, being handsome has its advantages.

He had soul-searched the Divine Beggar Tianzun—he knew exactly how coldly Qiong Xianzi had treated another Transformation Tianzhe before.

'Well… perhaps because I'm stronger than a Transformation Tianzhe?'

'Or… maybe the Piao Miao Immortal Palace, as local power, has uncovered something? Though I never intended to hide anything…'

Ming Kun Zunzhe had emerged suddenly, and now there was a powerful elder.

As a local Transformation force, they'd naturally investigate.

The Great Wilderness Cultivation Realm was hard to reach, but not impossible—otherwise, the original pioneers would've all died en route.

And Fang Xing had never hidden anything—not even his real name.

If they dug further, they might discover his age, then combine it with his current cultivation.

What would that suggest?

That he was a celestial exile reincarnated!

Sacrificing a Yuan Ying peak Palace Mistress meant nothing.

The Piao Miao Immortal Palace might even start suspecting their own great ones had reincarnated, or that they were connected to immortal mansions and divine treasures…

In truth, it was all coincidence—but no one would believe that if you told them.

After enjoying all the beauty, Fang Xing stepped out of the palace and saw a green phoenix preening its feathers in the flower garden.

He walked up and stroked its feathers—felt surprisingly good.

Not long after, Qiong Xianzi returned in formal attire, walking gracefully forward and handing him a storage bag.

Fang Xing took it, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and nodded in satisfaction.

Though some rapport had formed, the compensation couldn't be reduced by a single bit.

"Good. Where is the ancient teleportation array to the Great Yang Cultivation Realm? I must go collect a debt."

Fang Xing smiled.

"Won't you fear we'll destroy the array and trap you there forever?"

The Mistress of Piaomiao Palace blinked her eyes.

"Don't worry, my elders are still here."

Fang Xing was utterly unconcerned and certain that Piaomiao Immortal Palace would never do such a thing.

The Rising Sun Palace is already a corpse in its tomb; the Ancient Ancestor and Jin Ancestor would not be so foolish as to offend two great experts over this sacred site.

Even if they wished to exile him, Fang Yun Ancestor is still here—so any scheme would be useless.

The Mistress of Piaomiao Palace said nothing, but her eyes held a hint of reluctance and a faint smile: "To show sincerity, perhaps I shall accompany you on this journey—what do you say?"

"You?"

Fang Xing sized up the Mistress of Piaomiao Palace several times: "Lady Qiong, you're so talented—you've already grasped a thread of Void Power at Nascent Soul completion?"

The Mistress of Piaomiao Palace's jade cheeks flushed red: "Though I excel in the Way of Void, I must first reach Divine Transformation to truly comprehend it… Yet ancient teleportation arrays were never so inconvenient; as long as one crafts teleportation talismans or tokens infused with Void protection, low-level cultivators may travel without fear of Void pressure—let alone… don't you still possess the 'Wuji Demon Palace'?"

"Hmm, that does make sense."

Fang Xing nodded and agreed indifferently: "Traveling alone is dull; having a lovely companion along the way to ease the loneliness is quite pleasant…"

Upon hearing this, Lady Qiong's eyes filled with smiles.

…

The Dayang Cultivation Realm.

A mist-shrouded desolate mountain.

Within the mountain's belly, an ancient teleportation array suddenly shimmered with silver light.

Two figures appeared—Fang Xing and the Mistress of Piaomiao Palace, Lady Qiong.

"This place?"

Fang Xing released his spiritual sense and saw only barren mountains and hostile waters—crucially, not a trace of spiritual energy, and even the external mist and fog formed a natural great array.

No one knew whether it was deliberately arranged by ancient cultivators or the handiwork of nature.

"Ancient teleportation arrays need not be placed atop spiritual veins… The several ancient arrays within our palace were moved here long ago by a Divine Transformation ancestor using great divine power, drawn from across the Hanhai Cultivation Realm, as our foundational treasures…"

Lady Qiong explained.

"Divine Transformation treasures—indeed, not lacking."

Fang Xing nodded: "The Dayang Cultivation Realm is rich in resources, no less than the Hanhai Cultivation Realm, and the Rising Sun Palace holds absolute dominance… It's making me quite eager…"

(End of Chapter)