[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starlight-professional":3,"chapter-starlight-professional-starlight-professional-chapter-70":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starlight Professional",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308730,4512,"Chapter 70: 70. Chapter 70: Ten Thousand Arts (In Honor of the Alliance Leader Who Bought Nothing but Loneliness)","starlight-professional-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>70. Chapter 70: Ten Thousand Arts (In Honor of the Alliance Leader Who Bought Nothing but Loneliness)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through Wan Fenglin’s account, Fang Xing learned that the Great Wilderness was vast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This area was merely the wild frontier of the Great Wilderness; tens of thousands of years ago, numerous cultivation sects came here to pioneer, laying the foundation for great sects like Qingxuan Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those original wild lands became paradise for cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The region near Qinglin Marketplace remained undeveloped, still being expanded by Qingxuan Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Master of Ten Thousand Arts was once a renowned cultivator, famed for his extraordinary breadth and mastery of spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cultivator often needed years to learn even a single spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the spell clashed with their elemental affinity, it became far more difficult, consuming immense effort and yielding lesser proficiency and power than spells aligned with their affinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this Master of Ten Thousand Arts possessed astonishing talent, hailed as “Master of All Arts”—he mastered not only the Five Elements, but also wind, thunder, ice, and other exotic spells, knowing them all and excelling in every one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was said he could grasp any spell at a glance and perfect it instantly, earning him admission to the Ten Thousand Arts Sect—yet due to his low elemental affinity, he remained stuck as a novice, never promoted to true disciple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, for reasons unknown, he betrayed his sect, yet advanced steadily through Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and even forged an Immortal Golden Core surpassing even the finest True Golden Core, then returned to annihilate the entire Ten Thousand Arts Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strength ranked among the absolute peak among Golden Core cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He later reached Golden Core Perfection, then vanished mysteriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At the time, many speculated the Master of Ten Thousand Arts had gone to seek his Nascent Soul breakthrough… Every Golden Core Perfection cultivator yearns for Nascent Soul completion and a thousand-year lifespan, don’t they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Fenglin sighed finally: “Yet no one imagined the Master of Ten Thousand Arts ultimately perished within this secret realm… Qingxuan Sect’s massive arrival clearly seeks the Ten Thousand Arts Sect’s legacy, accumulated treasures… and even the secret of how the Master of Ten Thousand Arts ascended to Golden Core Perfection despite his inferior Five Element affinity!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed very tempting… No wonder Qingxuan Sect sent even Golden Core true cultivators.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing rubbed his chin, suddenly understanding: “So all these cultivators are lingering because they’re certain the established Golden Core sects will return soon—perhaps even very soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultivators had divided the Great Wilderness: already developed areas were called “tamed wilderness,” while untouched regions remained “wild wilderness.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingxuan Sect’s main mountain lay in tamed wilderness, far less dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qinglin Marketplace sat in wild wilderness, surrounded by ancient, untamed forests teeming with demons and beasts… yet its resources were richest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly. But even if those sects arrive late, we still can’t abandon this marketplace or the spiritual land…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Fenglin agreed, then looked at Fang Xing with a flattering smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing smiled faintly, casually tossed a handful of low-grade spiritual stones, and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honorably see off the cultivator!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Wan Fenglin bowed deeply, then greedily pounced to the ground to snatch up the low-grade spiritual stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he glanced around like a thief, rolled up his stall, and fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just beyond the marketplace, two figures suddenly approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Fenglin gasped, barely opened his mouth when one of them activated a talisman, the other summoned a mid-grade spiritual sword, its blade gleaming with icy light, striking at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The talisman was a “Soul-Shaking Talisman,” freezing Wan Fenglin in place for an instant—the sword arrived instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spiritual robe flickered desperately, trying to form a protective barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the patches on it acted like black holes, devouring spiritual energy and exploding into chaotic qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Puff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Fenglin’s head flew off, his face filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh… Thought you were some formidable figure. Turns out you’re utterly worthless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two bandits sneered, seized Wan Fenglin’s pack, money pouch, and spiritual artifacts, and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, Wan Fenglin was unlucky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a pill alchemist, he once had great wealth, many fine items, and ample survival tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after a great disaster, his cultivation plummeted, his fortune vanished, and he couldn’t even afford to mend his robe—so he patched it himself, his poor craftsmanship turning his own death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘So he just died like that?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a nearby rooftop, a yellow oriole watched the scene, transmitting the image to Fang Xing’s glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘This Master Wan certainly lived poorly—nowhere near the sharpness he showed during the valley duel…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Besides, he bears the surname Wan and knows so much about the Master of Ten Thousand Arts—I almost thought he was a descendant… Though ‘Master of Ten Thousand Arts’ is a title, using it as a surname to honor ancestral glory is common enough…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing silently deactivated his surveillance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deliberately gave away so many spiritual stones and displayed them publicly, just to trap Wan Fenglin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Fenglin cheated him once; he cheated Wan Fenglin once—considered even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cave Black Market.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the pill stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Rui, seeing Fang Xing in a black robe, bulky and imposing, turned pale: “Th-this esteemed guest… what kind of pill do you seek?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Am I really that frightening?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing felt baffled—today, since entering the black market, everyone stared at him with reverence. It was ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Esteemed guest is not frightening at all—but you wiped out the Thirteen Great Protectors of the Tianxia Gang? That’s terrifying… Esteemed guest… no, Elder, have you already reached Foundation Establishment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Xing’s calm demeanor, Xiao Rui’s courage grew slightly; she asked cautiously: “Not yet…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing shook his head, handed her a box containing “Whale-Elephant Ointment”: “Do you have this, or any similar body-cultivation ointment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Rui carefully took it, pulled out a spiritual talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Xing’s gaze, she explained: “This is a ‘Herb-Identifying Talisman’—it discerns medicinal properties…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘See… this one’s far more professional than that old Wan…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He mentally scoffed, then heard Xiao Rui say: “This ointment is refined from the essence of second-grade demon beasts. The accompanying herbs—I’m too shallow to identify…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To an ordinary customer, she’d have stopped here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But glancing at Fang Xing, remembering the orders from above, she added: “Still, our proprietor might know more…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your proprietor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing grew interested: “Oh? Does your Qingdan Workshop carry this ointment—or similar pills?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Likely yes. Our workshop has long heard of your name. The proprietor wishes to meet you personally,” Xiao Rui said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. You pick the time. I pick the place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing growled in his rough voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a fleet of drones—he could scout the location in advance, ensuring safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After arranging contact methods with Xiao Rui, he walked to the Fire Refining stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vendor was still the old man from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Fang Xing, he rose immediately and bowed: “Long here noticed you brought the Black Absolute Tiger and Zhou Tong’s artifacts—you’re no ordinary person. You’ve done great deeds indeed…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Looks like wiping out the Tianxia Gang was the right move—now even Qi Condensation Perfection cultivators treat me with respect…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing smiled inwardly, outwardly expressionless: “I’ve always been peaceful. It was Luo Hong who wouldn’t let go…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the Jade Spring Sword and several low-grade artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man Long’s eyelids twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew even if he himself were surrounded by the Thirteen Great Protectors, his fate wouldn’t be better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, his gaze toward Fang Xing grew even more deferential.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These artifacts total thirteen hundred spiritual stones. How does that sound?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing nodded, then asked: “Do you have swords or knives longer than three feet? Made of high-quality, toughest materials…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-refined artifacts were of little use to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those comparable to low-grade artifacts were now lagging behind his progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now wanted a sharper, tougher sword or longblade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he wouldn’t have to hold back every time facing mid-grade artifacts, afraid to clash directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, no matter how skilled his sword or blade techniques, if his weapons broke after a few impacts, he’d be forced to fight bare-handed—awkward in battle…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If all else fails, I’ll have to buy alloy blades from the Blue Star Federation… they don’t regulate such weapons, but they’re expensive—extremely expensive! The higher the martial cultivator, the costlier the weapon!’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But openly, I can’t afford it. Even the black market is risky now…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing hadn’t forgotten his fishing plan—he must now avoid the black market as much as possible to avoid collateral damage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Swords or knives longer than three feet? For flying blades, that’s unusually long…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man Long frowned, then suddenly brightened: “Do you have other requirements? What about a second-grade spiritual weapon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second-grade spiritual weapon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Condensation cultivators could only use first-grade artifacts. Second-grade spiritual weapons were almost exclusively for Foundation Establishment cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third-grade spiritual treasures? Even Golden Core true cultivators treasured them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly recovered: “Yes… do you have second-grade spiritual weapons for sale?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We do… you’ll see when you look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man Long clearly carried a storage bag—he swept his hand across his waist, and a jade-green longsword appeared, its glow like a pool of clear water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Xing took it, feeling the blade’s razor sharpness—even his skin, gripping the hilt, sensed intense cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is a second-grade low-tier spiritual weapon—‘Qinghong Sword’—forged from second-grade Changqing Wood… Changqing Wood is a special spiritual plant: it takes ten years to mature to first-grade, a hundred years to second-grade low-tier; if cultivated for nine hundred more years, reaching a thousand years, it becomes quasi-third-grade spiritual plant…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Long-cultivator sighed: “This sword was originally the weapon of a Foundation Establishment elder of the Qingxuan Sect. One day, he encountered a third-rank great beast, which spat a cloud of poison that corroded the elder into nothing but ash, and the Qinghong Sword’s spiritual radiance was tainted, its internal arrays utterly destroyed—it became a ruined sword… which I picked up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this level of damage, even if you went outside and found a second-rank Artificer, there would be no way to restore it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, there is no second-rank Artificer in Qinglin Marketplace!\u003C\u002Fp>",1698,"2026-06-20T11:03:20.053Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","cfa1638cd9e01f515dc50707bdf583664e23419bc5821218a5fc68d2b9f22e92","starlight-professional-chapter-71","starlight-professional-chapter-69",726,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarlight-professional-cover.jpg"]