Chapter 69: 69. Chapter 69: Golden Feather (Celebration for Alliance Leader

69. Chapter 69: Golden Feather (Celebration for Alliance Leader "Tao Le Ge Ji Mo")

Vulture Star.

In the bedroom.

Fang Xing lay on the bed, a feeling of peace rising from the bottom of his heart.

Recalling the Rank 2 avian Yao beast he saw just now, his eyes narrowed slightly: "There is a difference between Rank 2 Yao beasts and Rank 2 Yao beasts... The pressure this Rank 2 avian gave me is more powerful than the one I saw last time... Perhaps it is a Rank 2 Mid-Grade, or even a Rank 2 High-Grade Yao beast?"

At the beginning, he had also seen the Foundation Establishment cultivator of the market easily kill a Rank 2 Yao beast.

But Fang Xing believed that if it were replaced by this one, the elder of the Profound Heaven Sect stationed in the market would only have the share of fleeing in panic!

And because of the flying speed, he wouldn't even be able to escape!

"The current me, I am afraid I am not qualified to fight a Rank 2 Yao beast... even if it is a Rank 2 Low-Grade..."

Fang Xing had a very clear understanding of his own strength.

Among Qi Condensation cultivators, he was definitely considered very good. As long as he didn't run into a particularly heaven-defying Qi Condensation cultivator, he could basically sweep through.

But facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, or being besieged by late-stage or perfection Qi Condensation cultivators, it was very dangerous.

Foundation Establishment cultivators had already awakened "divine sense," and their premonition of danger had greatly increased. Even if he used a laser gun, he might not necessarily be able to take them down.

Once the first shot of the laser gun missed and the advantage of concealment was lost, it would be even more impossible for Fang Xing to hit later—the opponent couldn't dodge the laser, but they could dodge the muzzle!

Rank 2 Yao beasts had thick skin and flesh, and their vitality was even more powerful, so it was even harder to say.

Precisely because of this, Fang Xing stayed on Vulture Star for several days before daring to return to Qinglin Market.

High-Grade cave dwelling.

Everything in the basement was as usual.

"Oh? It seems that the Rank 2 Yao beast has a superior divine sense, didn't find any life aura here, so it didn't come..."

Fang Xing was very satisfied that he didn't have to move.

For the next few days, he took spiritual rice and pills to practice martial arts as usual.

Although taking too many pills had pill poison, when he advanced to the Unpolished Jade Realm, he experienced a tendon-changing and marrow-washing session, which expelled most of the impurities accumulated in his body.

Moreover, the internal energy of the Unpolished Jade Realm was endless, tempering the five viscera and six bowels, and his tolerance for pill poison was far beyond the previous two realms.

Plus, Fang Xing intentionally controlled the dosage, all within the range that his body could bear, and his martial arts advanced by leaps and bounds while his foundation was also extremely solid...

"Subduing Tiger Stake is progressing rapidly... Long Long Xiang Gong is a bit stagnant because it lacks Whale Elephant Paste..."

A few days later, Fang Xing scanned the attribute bar, feeling a bit regretful: "The matter of searching for a substitute for Whale Elephant Paste needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

On Vulture Star, even if there were substitutes, he didn't have the channels, connections, and enough Star Yuan.

But here, it was clearly not a big problem.

Morning.

Fang Xing, as usual, covered his face with a black robe and mixed into the thick fog.

Occasionally, a few sporadic figures appeared from the ruins and basements, all dressed tightly like him, holding magical tools and talismans, staring at everyone with vigilant eyes.

'The cultivators in this world are really not friendly...'

He muttered in his heart and came to the ghost market.

This place was actually the stall area before, but it was abandoned later, and only sporadic cultivators traded during the good opportunity when the thick fog covered it in the early morning and they were not afraid of being discovered by Yao beasts.

Today's fog was particularly thick, and basically, you couldn't see anyone after walking three meters.

'It feels a bit strange. Could it be the special effect of some formation? Or did the formation master guide it according to the situation?'

Fang Xing came to a stall and found that what was placed on it was actually ordinary rice.

"How about it? This rice is cheap, one spiritual stone for twenty catties..."

The person setting up the stall was a Qi Condensation cultivator, but his cultivation might only be at the early stage of Qi Condensation, and his face was full of smiles.

"Before the market, ten catties of spiritual rice cost one spiritual stone..."

Fang Xing was a bit speechless.

Although Qi Condensation cultivators couldn't achieve long-term fasting, look at this, they were forced into what kind of situation?

"Sigh, what was the scene then, what is the scene now?"

The stall owner was full of sighs: "It's not bad to have something to eat... wait until the materials still existing in the ruins of the market are exhausted, and then you come to see!"

Fang Xing knew very well that the spiritual fields outside the market had all been abandoned, and it would only be more miserable next year.

The reason why these loose cultivators occupied the place and refused to leave, preferring to stay despite the risk of occasionally being hunted by Rank 2 Yao beasts, was first that the environment in the wilderness was even more miserable, and there was also a probability of encountering high-level Yao beasts.

The second was that there were still some materials in the ruins of the market, and scavenging occasionally could have gains.

Even if the Yao beasts came, there were many people, so it wouldn't be their turn, and they had a fluke mentality!

The third was probably the ethereal hope that the major sects outside would fight back!

He shook his head and walked toward another place.

"Big brother, want to play?"

At a street corner, there were actually a few female cultivators with fairy-like beauty, each of them showing off their charms. Seeing Fang Xing was big and thick, without any weakness, their eyes lit up: "This slave used to have a proper business in the Listening Rain Building, proficient in the 72 styles of the Profound Cave Master, as well as the Nine Changes of Fish and Dragon, and the art of sexual cultivation and aphrodisiac techniques... I guarantee that this brother will linger and forget to return, just give a few catties of spiritual rice or fasting pills..."

'Hmm, compared to before, the price has plummeted...' Fang Xing nodded secretly and walked away without looking sideways.

He came to the market to stroll and relax, and by the way, to find materials to replace "Whale Elephant Paste," so he wouldn't be distracted by these trivial matters.

'Sure enough, this ghost market is not good. Next time, I will go directly to the cave black market...'

Just when Fang Xing thought he would return empty-handed today, his footsteps paused, and he stopped in front of a stall.

There were a few sporadic bottles of pills on this stall, which was actually a rare pill stall in the ghost market.

Although what was sold were some common spiritual pills, in the current environment, it was already quite good.

This stall owner was an old-looking cultivator, with half of the ebony hairpin on his head broken, and his spiritual robe was tattered, looking a bit miserable.

Even so, he still had an arrogant demeanor, and a faint pill fragrance lingered on his body, indicating his identity as an alchemist.

'Is it him? Wan Fenglin... this old brat actually hasn't died yet?'

Fang Xing watched this obviously down-and-out Wan Fenglin, the great alchemist, and couldn't help but be a bit surprised.

This person was a move behind in the first battle of Tianxing Tianxing Wuxie Valley and had to use a life-saving talisman to escape, which was considered the guy who was cleared out first.

After that, Chen Yi and Xun Xun Heihu Gang's Fu Qing had an internal strife, so it was none of his business.

But Fang Xing felt that the Xun Xun Heihu Gang shouldn't have let this person go, but he didn't expect that he could still be alive.

He naturally didn't know that Wan Fenglin was indeed almost forced to a dead end back then and even became a prisoner of the Xun Xun Heihu Gang, but fortunately, the Profound Heaven Sect entered the market later, suppressed the Xun Xun Heihu Gang, and the Xun Xun Heihu Gang leader was killed by the Nascent Soul Zhenjun, which directly dissolved the huge Xun Xun Heihu Gang and gave him a chance to escape from the tiger's mouth.

But his cultivation was severely damaged, and now he had fallen back to the third level of Qi Condensation, and he encountered the market disaster, living very difficultly, and he couldn't even gather a set of clothes.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to buy pills... this 'Gold Replenishing Pill' can recover quickly regardless of any injury, and this 'Spring Flower Pill,' if taken frequently, can keep your youth forever..."

Wan Fenglin didn't recognize Fang Xing, who had changed his physique and covered his face, and diligently introduced the pills on his stall.

Fang Xing glanced at them and could only say that they were all trash.

No wonder he was getting worse and worse.

He thought for a while, took out the box that contained "Whale Elephant Paste" before. The ointment in it was naturally used up, but there was still some aura left, enough for alchemists and pharmacists to confirm the medicinal properties: "I used this kind of body-refining ointment before. I wonder if there is any substitute in stock?"

Wan Fenglin took it, sniffed it slightly, and his expression changed: "This medicinal property is so domineering... this old man has misjudged. Fellow Daoist, it seems you are not a warrior, but a body cultivator, or even a late-stage Qi Condensation body cultivator. It is truly a brilliant method of restraining aura."

"You know it!"

Fang Xing crossed his arms and said coldly: "And the result?"

"This medicine is domineering. I am afraid it contains Rank 2 spiritual herbs and the flesh and blood of Rank 2 Yao beasts... This old man can't think of a substitute. Even the Green Pill Workshop might not be able to take it out..."

Wan Fenglin smiled bitterly and returned the empty box to Fang Xing.

"Is that so? Never mind..."

Fang Xing shook his head. He knew that the Long Long Xiang Gong was difficult to practice, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult.

The matching ointment actually involved Rank 2 items!

'Could it be that I have to kill a Rank 2 Yao beast? The blood-refined magical tool on me is quite handy for chopping people, but for a Rank 2 Yao beast, it basically can't break the defense...'

'But this Wan Fenglin's character is not very good... next time, I'd better go ask Miss Xiao Rui.'

He turned and prepared to leave, but suddenly stopped his steps.

To be honest, this Wan Fenglin had intended to plot against him before, and he still remembered this grudge.

But looking at his miserable and down-and-out appearance, it seemed that being alive was a greater punishment.

"Does this Fellow Daoist have anything else?"

Wan Fenglin saw Fang Xing stop his steps and couldn't help but be startled.

Immediately after, he saw a low-grade spiritual stone in Fang Xing's hand, and his eyes went a bit straight.

"I am quite interested in that secret realm. Since you, Great Alchemist Wan, have been there, you must know some information. Tell me all of it. If you make me happy, these spiritual stones are all yours..."

Fang Xing took out a few more low-grade spiritual stones and played with them by swinging them in his hand.

Wan Fenglin's face changed greatly, looking like he wanted to run but didn't dare to run, and finally it all turned into bitterness: "That Tianxing Tianxing Wuxie Valley, this old man really doesn't know what happened. Later, I relied on my life to escape... After coming back, I was targeted by the Xun Xun Heihu Gang and suffered kidnapping..."

Actually, the Xun Xun Heihu Gang thought that Wan Fenglin knew some secret of the secret realm and was an alchemy talent, so they spared his life.

"Instead, in the Xun Xun Heihu Gang, this old man heard a few messages..."

Seeing the spiritual stones Fang Xing was throwing, Wan Fenglin swallowed his saliva: "Regarding that secret realm, some people say it is the inheritance left by 'Wan Fa Shang Ren,' which is very precious, so it attracted the Nascent Soul Zhenjun of the Profound Heaven Sect to come..."

"'Wan Fa Shang Ren'?"

Fang Xing was a bit puzzled, but still threw a low-grade spiritual stone over: "Continue..."

"Yes, yes..." Wan Fenglin's eyes lit up. Anyway, that secret realm must be occupied by Yao beasts now, so it was considered abandoned. These hearsay messages could be sold for a few spiritual stones, which was great: "Speaking of this 'Wan Fa Shang Ren,' that is truly remarkable. He was a genius who was famous a thousand years ago... It is said that his spiritual root aptitude was inferior, but he broke through the realm all the way, possessing the cultivation of the Nascent Soul perfection..."