Chapter 52: Prevention Bureau

Chick Star.

Happy Home Residential Complex.

With a flash of silver light, Fang Xing appeared, carrying a long sword on his back and a bundle hanging from the end of the scabbard.

Ever since the plan was finalized, he had done some final shopping, left the Green Forest Market without looking back, returned to the temporary camp, and then shuttled back.

Only now did he let out a long breath, finding the mood to take stock of his spoils.

"Spirit stones, sundries aside... one storage bag, one blood-refined magic tool, one low-grade magic flying knife, one high-grade magic robe..."

"This plague-ridden Chen Yi, the old bastard didn't even drop good loot when he died..."

"It's a good thing you're dead, but even if you're dead, I won't let you off... If Hua Feiyue and the others don't handle it well, I'll send drones to put up posters... I'll definitely make this matter known to everyone; anyway, I'm not afraid of making a scene."

Fang Xing sighed and picked up the high-grade magic robe. The robe was dark green all over, woven from spirit silkworm silk, with dense stitches and hidden spirit light flickering within. It possessed functions like size adjustment, warmth in winter and coolness in summer, and protective spells, but unfortunately...

"I don't have mana, damn it... A high-grade magic robe is theoretically even more expensive than an average high-grade magic tool, but it's useless to me!"

A warrior cannot refine a magic robe and can't even trigger the size adjustment. However, wearing it provides a bit of warmth in winter and coolness in summer, and it can be used as a soft armor. Of course, this relies on the material of the robe itself to resist attacks; triggering protective spells is impossible.

This high-grade magic robe had only one function for Fang Xing: to be fenced for spirit stones!

"And this storage bag... there must be good things inside, but I can't open it, damn it..."

Fang Xing looked at the dusty storage bag in his hand, his expression becoming even more frantic.

"Storage bags are hard to damage with ordinary magic tools. Even if I shot it, if it really shattered, the items wouldn't just pop out; they would scatter into the spatial turbulence and disappear..."

Precisely because he couldn't use many of the cultivation treasures, he actually didn't have much interest in Chen Yi.

Yet the other party insisted on seeking death!

"Strictly speaking, was I targeted back when I moved in next door to Meng Yi and his wife... and later had contact with Hua Feiyue?"

"Forget it, no matter what conspiracy this person prepared, the dead are the most important; I forgive you."

Fang Xing sighed and picked up the flying knife to examine it.

This low-grade magic flying knife was very heavy in his hand, with a blood groove in the middle of the blade. It was a proper low-grade magic tool, difficult to activate even with Primordial Qi.

In Fang Xing's hands, it remained a display piece.

The 'Ink-Patterned Sword', however, was a blood-refined magic tool. Not even Primordial Qi could activate it; even a Postnatal warrior could exert some power through blood sacrifice!

But Fang Xing clearly didn't trust Chen Yi's character, so he had only used the sharpness of the magic sword itself to fight enemies before.

Once he arrived here, he was even more prepared to use various means to check it thoroughly.

Items from the Cultivation World shouldn't have leakage issues and could be brought to this world.

As for the technological means here?

Actually, there was still some risk, but it was more likely to be treated as extraterrestrial items or unknown alloys.

"For safety considerations, perhaps I could buy a device and take it to the temporary camp to test... but that would cost a lot of Star Yuan, and I might even have to go to the black market..."

Fang Xing sighed.

He actively participated in off-campus internships, actually wanting to understand official methods more so he could specifically avoid them!

"But even without using my own essence blood to refine it, this blood-refined magic tool is a rare divine weapon... enough for me to use for now."

Fang Xing put away his gains one by one and opened the bundle hanging from the sword.

Inside the bundle were jade bottles emitting a faint wine aroma.

These jade bottles varied in size; the large ones contained 'Tiger Bone Wine', all made from the bones of demonic tigers. Besides the ones Fang Xing brewed himself, he had also purchased quite a few at the market.

Besides that, there were the body-refining spirit pills recommended by Xiao Rui from the Green Pill Workshop—Tiger Marrow Pills!

It is said that refining this kind of pill requires the bone marrow of a demonic tiger, so it is best for enhancing physique and suitable for body cultivators at the Mid Qi Condensation stage.

For a Postnatal warrior, it was slightly wasteful.

But the thing Fang Xing feared least was waste!

He went to the training room he had specially cleared out nearby and took a sip of Tiger Bone Wine first: "Whew... so spicy, so strong... Drinking alcohol as a minor, does this count as violating federal law? It's just refreshing! How can you practice martial arts without drinking?"

With the Tiger Bone Wine in his stomach, Fang Xing only felt a warm sensation in his abdomen, and wisps of blood-energy surged out, beginning to forge his bones and wash his marrow.

"Hmm... the medicinal effect of Tiger Bone Wine is mild, suitable for daily moderate consumption, just right to pair with spirit rice..."

"Besides that, there's the Tiger Marrow Pill!"

He poured out a black Tiger Marrow Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Roar!

The next instant, Fang Xing turned his hands into claws, lunged forward violently, and set up the stance of the 'Tiger-Subduing Stake'.

In a trance, he seemed to transform into a demonic tiger, traveling through the mountains and forests.

With every breath, wild winds followed!

Clouds follow the dragon, winds follow the tiger!

Half an hour later, Fang Xing wiped away the foul-smelling sweat and glanced at the attribute panel:

【Second Realm: Tendon and Bone (Tendon Refining: 77/100)】

【Tiger-Subduing Stake: 15/100 (Proficient)】

"Hmm? The Tiger-Subduing Stake is progressing this fast?"

Actually, Fang Xing had discovered over the past few days that every time he practiced the Tiger-Subduing Stake, he could gain a few points of proficiency, which could be called rapid progress.

This was naturally because he had the foundation of the Great Dragon Stake, and he had already walked a distance in the Tendon and Bone Realm.

But today, one dose of medicinal wine plus the pill actually made the Tiger-Subduing Stake jump directly from entry-level to proficient.

It had even gone a small distance in the proficient stage, which was somewhat unimaginable.

"Good stuff!"

"With these, I'm afraid I can soon brush the Tiger-Subduing Stake to the 'Mastery' stage... and then it will be the fourth stage, the 'Tiger's Realm'!"

Fang Xing even felt that the medicinal power of these medicinal wines and spirit pills hadn't been fully exerted yet, but was settling in his bones.

When he reached the bone-quenching stage, the progress would likely be even more rapid!

"After all, it's just a mere Postnatal Realm... a little bit of resources is enough to pile it up."

After finishing the Tiger-Subduing Stake, he grabbed the Ink-Patterned Sword again and began to practice the moves of the 'Extreme Emotion Sword Art'.

Swish!

He slashed casually, and a black light flashed on the blade of the Ink-Patterned Sword, immediately leaving a deep mark on the wall.

"Good sword, truly a good sword!"

He had long known this sword was sharp and had even used it to kill people.

At this moment, practicing a few moves of the sword art, he felt it moved as he wished, and even the sword light seemed to be smoother and sharper than ordinary sword tools.

"In the Blue Star Federation, there are of course weapons specially forged for warriors, all made of various alloys... very precious."

"But for now, the Ink-Patterned Sword in my hand is definitely not an ordinary item..."

"If it's exposed... then it will most likely be treated as smuggled goods from another planet or something similar..."

After all, even in the interstellar era, not everyone is obsessed with transmigration.

When encountering things, they will certainly make judgments based on their own experience and knowledge.

The material of the Ink-Patterned Sword is unknown; it will likely be treated as a special metal from another planet, and as for the forging technique, it could also be some technology from an alien race!

In the vast universe, all kinds of races are strange and varied, so such a situation is actually very likely to happen!

"Even so, I still can't be too flashy..."

"After all, the origin of this sword is really hard to explain."

Fang Xing stroked the Ink-Patterned Sword and sighed slightly: "Fellow Daoist Chen is not righteous; why didn't you send another blood-refined magic tool level blade?"

For the next period of time, Fang Xing reduced the number of times he went to the other world.

Every day was just going back and forth between school and the dormitory, practicing diligently, making his martial arts realm and Tiger-Subduing Stake rise rapidly.

Occasionally, he would also go to the Huizhong Jiangfu to spar and compare blades with Gu Yun.

It must be said that martial arts require actual combat to improve, and Gu Yun happened to be somewhat similar to him, yet fell behind in all aspects, making her an excellent target.

This day.

Fang Xing stood side by side with Gu Yun, arriving in front of a silver-white building that towered into the clouds.

This building seemed to be made entirely of metal, without a single seam, and without any door frames or windows.

"This is the Prevention Bureau?"

Fang Xing glanced at the silver-white building, feeling somewhat awed in his heart.

The Prevention Bureau is a behemoth in the Blue Star Federation, with branches on every planet and in every city.

It can be said that the parts of ordinary people's daily lives that might intersect with extraterrestrial evil deities are all managed by them!

"Yeah, today is the first day of the off-campus internship, Aunt Bai will come to pick us up."

Gu Yun dialed someone's contact information, and not long after, Fang Xing discovered that the silver-white metal wall in front seemed to melt, revealing a circular door.

And through this circular door, one could see more arched doors inside, overlapping like a thousand-layer cake.

From the overlapping door holes, a professional woman slowly walked out.

She was about thirty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and her beautiful face originally had no expression, looking very serious.

Only when she saw Gu Yun did she reveal a trace of a smile: "Xiao Yun, you're here?"

"Aunt Bai, hello, this is my classmate—Fang Xing!"

Gu Yun and Fang Xing hurriedly greeted her.

Fang Xing glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the work badge on Aunt Bai's chest—'Faith Theory Department, Bai Ziling'.

"Alright, you two come with me."

Bai Ziling stepped in high heels, adjusted her glasses, and turned to walk in front.

Fang Xing followed Gu Yun and stepped into the silver-white building.

"Every door here corresponds to a known extraterrestrial evil deity... If you have any items of extraterrestrial evil deities on you, or carry similar pollution, it will immediately trigger an alarm."

Bai Ziling's voice came.

Fang Xing's heart moved; for the sake of caution, he had thrown all his talismans and the Ink-Patterned Sword into the other world when he came over today.

He wondered if bringing them would cause some kind of reaction?

After passing through more than a dozen silver-white metal arches, Fang Xing and Gu Yun finally arrived at a hall.

Above the dome was a high-tech projected blue sky and white clouds, and a large number of staff members were coming and going in the hall, appearing exceptionally busy.

"This is... the Prevention Bureau?"

Gu Yun murmured, and suddenly a palm appeared on her shoulder: "Little sister, are you Gu Renwang's daughter?" ===== CHAPTER 53 =====