Chapter 96

The scene before him was too abrupt.

No one expected that, while Fang Yi locked onto the Demon Transformation Path expert, he secretly controlled the earth veins, and with just a single move triggered explosions in all directions.

The Lust Dao maiden let out a scream as she was engulfed in the boundless explosion sound; pink internal energy surged around her body, rapidly swelling as she desperately resisted the toxins in the earth veins.

But it was of little use; the terrifying toxin, like fierce sulfuric acid, quickly corroded her surface internal energy, causing it to hiss and bubble.

This was nothing yet.

Almost at the instant the earth veins detonated, Fang Yi had already flashed past, his treasure blade drawn, emitting a dazzling, fearsome light like countless lightning bolts, sweeping toward the Lust Dao maiden.

The Lust Dao maiden instantly showed a look of terror, on the verge of tears, pitiful and helpless, her large eyes filled with despair like a destitute innocent girl, evoking pity as she gazed at Fang Yi.

But Fang Yi's eyes were ice-cold, unmoved; his blade grew even more fierce, like a bright waterfall.

"You're not human!"

The Lust Dao maiden let out a sharp shout.

Pfft!

Bang!

The fearsome blade light instantly engulfed her.

The stunning maiden was slain outright by Fang Yi, blood flying and spraying everywhere.

Suddenly, Fang Yi sensed something; without thinking, he slammed his palm backward.

A massive shadow, carrying terrifying and unfathomable power like a meteor, appeared behind him and smashed hard toward Fang Yi.

Boom!

The two collided, instantly producing a deafening sound.

The attacker, covered in blood, roared angrily; his huge body, like a bronze pillar, shot backward with a thud, retreating several meters in an instant.

It was precisely that Demon Transformation Path expert.

The expert reacted instantly, lunging forward as Fang Yi attacked the Lust Dao maiden, hoping to rely on his powerful physique to directly shock Fang Yi to death.

But he hadn't expected Fang Yi's physique to be just as tough!

It was nearly on par with his own!

"Damn it!"

He cursed under his breath and turned to flee.

He didn't even have time to worry about his employer, Lin Tianya.

He had previously been pierced through the chest by an arrow from Fang Yi, suffering intense stabbing pain all over; the power toxin and four attribute toxins continually weakened his condition, making him dizzy.

Being able to sneak‑attack Fang Yi once was already going the extra mile; staying any longer would mean even he could not escape death.

Lin Tianya follows the Prayer God path and possesses a 'incense‑body' that can substitute for death, but he does not; if he were killed, it would be a real death.

Fang Yi's eyes were ice‑cold; seeing the opponent about to leave, he instantly gave chase.

"Ouyang Feng, let's talk; we have no mortal enmity—I can offer compensation!"

The Demon Transformation Path expert let out a loud roar, a bear and a tiger beast soul appearing around him, roaring like two guardians as they lunged toward Fang Yi behind him.

"Compensation? What can you give me?"

Fang Yi turned his blade and chopped.

The four attribute toxins and power toxin surged wildly, rushing wildly toward the opponent.

Even if the opponent had previously taken Holy Spirit Water, he could hardly resist so much toxin.

Boom boom boom boom!

The deafening sound made the bear and tiger beast souls, after being split, roar repeatedly.

"I once accidentally obtained a high‑grade martial art; if you're willing, I'll give it to you—stop now!"

The Demon Transformation Path expert, while shouting, had his toxic aura all over his body grow even denser.

Even the two beast souls began to be affected, becoming blurry.

Among that toxin was a fire poison that could actually burn the beast souls, causing them pain as well.

"High‑grade martial art!"

Fang Yi's eyes flashed, and he chopped again.

With a boom, the Demon Transformation Path expert spat blood, recoiling again; the blood flow from his already‑wounded chest intensified, and even the surrounding flesh began to turn black.

"Good, go on—but don't lie to me; I have my own discernment, and if you deceive me I'll see through it on the spot!"

Fang Yi spoke, then stopped directly.

Having entered this land of opportunity, he also did not wish to make enemies everywhere.

Being able to exchange for a high‑grade martial art is absolutely worthwhile.

Moreover, pressing too hard makes it hard to guarantee whether the opponent still has other trump cards.

"Alright, I won't lie to you."

The Demon Transformation Path expert spat a mouthful of blood, seeing that Fang Yi had ceased his attack, he became completely honest and said, "I obtained this high‑grade martial art; it's called Yin Yang Ninefold Strength."

"Yin Yang Ninefold Strength? Tell me about it."

Fang Yi's eyes flickered.

The Demon Transformation Path expert immediately recited the first two chapters from memory, saying, "I can only promise you the first two chapters for now; I'll give you the rest after we get out, otherwise if you decide to kill me, what would I do?"

"Only the first two chapters?"

Fang Yi frowned, his mind beginning to work.

With his current martial arts wisdom and insight, he could tell at a glance whether the manual was genuine or fake.

Moreover, he still had the panel.

Even if the manual were fake, a little cultivation would allow him to correct it into the real thing.

But how can I guarantee that after you go out, you'll really be able to give it to me?

Fang Yi asked.

Simple, you've already poisoned me with deadly toxin; I won't joke with my own life. After going out, I'll still need your help to detoxify.

The burly man panted heavily.

Unreliable, there are so many God-seeker path masters out there; maybe someone can neutralize this deadly poison. You need to offer something as collateral.

Fang Yi shook his head.

Collateral?

This burly man, Yue Longxiang, changed expression abruptly.

I see you have something in your chest that would make perfect collateral—hand it over!

Fang Yi's eyes flashed as he fixed his gaze on the treasure box in the man's chest.

You!

Yue Longxiang's face changed again.

This box contains a beast pill that could allow him to undergo three transformations, cultivating a third beast soul; it was the payment Lin Tianya gave him for his services.

He had never reached a bottleneck, so he hadn't used it—yet now this guy has set his sights on it.

What? No sincerity?

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow.

Fine, I'll give it to you.

Yue Longxiang hastily took out the box, threw it to Fang Yi, and through gritted teeth said: "After we get out, meet me at the west city bamboo grove—don't you dare stand me up!"

No problem, as long as you don't stand me up, I'll definitely be there.

Fang Yi responded, opened the box and glanced inside, his eyes flickering slightly.

Inside lay a black origin pill, exuding traces of thick demonic aura, containing a violent power, and faintly one could see the illusory shadow of a little snake swimming within.

Yet this little snake's illusory form bore horns and was covered in dragon scales.

This wouldn't be a flood dragon snake, would it?

Fang Yi wondered in surprise.

It's almost there; it hasn't yet transformed into a true flood dragon, but even so, it's very important to me.

Yue Longxiang's face looked grim.

Fang Yi relaxed, closed the box again, and put it away safely.

By the way, I've obtained this great bow—aren't you going to take revenge?

Fang Yi gestured with the great bow in his hand and asked.

No revenge; this great bow has been lost for nearly a century, and its former owner has nothing to do with me—why should I care about it?

Yue Longxiang waved his hands repeatedly.

At first, wanting to seize the great bow was merely because he looked down on Fang Yi.

But now Fang Yi has proven himself with strength, so he dare not say more.

From now on, whoever wants to seize this great bow may do so.

Anyway, he won't touch it.

You're quite savvy about the times.

Fang Yi smiled.

The oppression this burly man initially gave him was truly too heavy.

Who would have thought it would end up like this.

Then what about your employer?

Fang Yi asked.

I've already done all that is benevolent and righteous; there's no need to risk my life too. He can be resurrected, but I cannot. As I said earlier, I only do my best; if danger arises, I'll seize the chance to retreat.

Yue Longxiang said.

Fang Yi nodded again.

At that moment, the miserable cries from not far away ceased abruptly; the two blazing Crazy Devil Dao masters could no longer endure, collapsing under the terrifying poison, their bodies bubbling and hissing as they died beyond death.

Fang Yi's body flickered, he instantly closed in and began to scour their corpses.

Unfortunately, the two had rushed in, and nothing of value was found on them.

Only then did he turn his gaze toward the battlefield where Jiang Wushang was.

On Jiang Wushang's side, several God-seeker path masters who were about to act also noticed what was happening on Fang Yi's side, all startled and their expressions changed.

They found it hard to believe.

The masters their elders had spent resources to hire were actually taken down so easily by this Ouyang Feng.

Aside from Yue Longxiang still being alive, everyone else died miserably.

Gentlemen, do you still wish to continue fighting?

Fang Yi shouted loudly, without fear, directly seized the flood dragon bone bow, pulled out another thick long spear from behind, nocked it on the bowstring, drew it back hard, and aimed at one of them.

Murong Xue's pretty face twitched slightly; instantly she felt her body turn cold, her pores stand on end, enveloped by a thick sense of danger—the person Fang Yi had locked onto was actually her!

She clenched her silver teeth secretly, knowing that today she could hardly do anything to Jiang Wushang no matter what.

This poison king Ouyang Feng is too strange—he poisoned all her helpers to death, even the inheritor of the Passion Dao lineage was killed; he must be a ruthless and vicious sort.

Swish!

Murong Xue's body flickered, afterimages trailing, incense-like aura permeating; in an instant she left the battlefield and appeared in another direction.

Clad in snow-white robes, her visage cold and clear, her beauty absolute—her skin like white jade, her bones like ice—she lightly swept toward Fang Yi and said softly: "The reputation of the poison king is well deserved; but someday we will meet again, and I hope the poison king will then offer further guidance."

Swish!

She turned and walked away, her body blurring, instantly disappearing, leaving not a trace of aura, as if she had directly evaporated.

Mysterious movement technique, unfathomable.

Even the words before leaving were filled with indifference.

Today those who follow the Path of Seeking Gods are all suppressed by the forbidden laws; their divine sense and divine power cannot be exerted, their strength less than one-tenth of usual.

Someday if he encounters Fang Yi again in the Outer Region, it definitely won't be like this.

Watching Murong Xue instantly disappear, the fighting Lin Tianya and Chu Qianshan both slightly changed expression, but soon they each felt a stinging sensation in their pores, a feeling of being locked onto by danger.

The two did not hesitate, instantly distancing themselves from Jiang Wushang.

"Today's sparring ends here!"

"What a Poison King, there will be a reckoning someday!"

Swish! Swish!

The two left a remark, their bodies blurring, each choosing a direction, quickly vanishing without a trace.

Fang Yi's expression was cold, he didn't take their words to heart at all.

First, he wasn't using his original face, so they didn't know who he was.

Second, he had the aid of an interface, and his strength was growing day by day.

In future encounters, who will win is just as uncertain.

Such threatening words could not shake his martial heart at all.

"How are you?"

Fang Yi put away his great bow and looked at Jiang Wushang.

"Nothing wrong, great, I really found the right person."

Jiang Wushang panted heavily, his strength exhausted, yet his face was unusually delighted.

The help Fang Yi gave him along the way was immense.

Sweeping away all enemies, none could stop him, truly beyond imagination.

Even if the elite disciples of the Poison Martial Lineage were found, they might not display Fang Yi's caliber.

This volume of superior martial art and the Seek Immortals introductory cultivation method was worth the cost.

"Let's hurry out; once we're out, we'll be safe—my master is waiting outside to receive us."

Jiang Wushang showed delight.

Fang Yi nodded and immediately took action.

"Wait for me, I'll leave together with you."

Yue Longxiang shouted loudly, quickly scrambled up from the ground, and chased after Fang Yi.

"If you go out with us, even if you encounter your employer, he won't hold it against you?"

Fang Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at Yue Longxiang.

"He dares? Damn, he's the one who hired me; I don't need to risk my life for him."

Yue Longxiang cursed, "I need to get out quickly; you'd better detox me, this deadly poison is unbearable."

If he hadn't previously taken Holy Spirit Water, his situation now would certainly not be good.

"Fine."

Fang Yi turned and left.

He really worried that once Yue Longxiang went out, someone would kill him.

In that case, his superior martial arts would be lost.

Outer Region.

Many great cultivators of the Path of Seeking Gods had grim faces, their gazes fixed on the five-colored road ahead.

Today's events exceeded expectations.

No one expected that a master of the Poison Martial Lineage would suddenly appear and slaughter so many people at once.

Even people like Lu Mingxiao, Xiao Wuchen, Ye Qingchan, and Luo Qingyu were slain by the Incense Fire God, leaving only their divine sense to escape.

"Good thing, our Nine Heavens Sect still has preparations; that genius on the Path of Transforming Demons will surely defeat Ouyang Feng and smoothly seize the treasure."

An elder of the Nine Heavens Sect forced a smile.

"Yeah, the Crazy Demon Dao expert we invited from the Seven Gods Sect hasn't been eliminated either; crazy demon, crazy demon, only by becoming mad does one turn demonic—they are destined to grow braver with battle, and the opposing deadly poison will only make their ferocity threefold stronger."

The man in white robes chuckled.

"Someone else has come out?"

Suddenly, someone's eyes flashed as they looked forward.

"Is it Lin Tianya and Murong Xue?"

"Is that Chu Qianshan and the others coming out?"

A group of elders exclaimed in surprise.

Just moments ago, the Nine Heavens Sect and Seven Gods Sect experts who had been boasting instantly changed expression, their bodies swayed, and they immediately rushed forward.

"What's going on? Where's Yue Longxiang? Could it be that he too has been defeated?"

"I found two experts on the Crazy Demon Path for you—where did they go?"

"Xue'er, where is Deng Yu of the Desire Dao?"

This group of elders shouted questions one after another.

"They're all done—except Yue Longxiang, who temporarily defected and survived; everyone else was killed by Ouyang Feng's deadly poison."

Lin Tianya gritted his teeth and said.

Even now, his face still couldn't stop trembling violently.

What?

A group of senior figures all had shocked and angry expressions.

Well done, Ouyang Feng!

Your Holy Spirit Water didn't work either?

One of the senior figures asked in a gloomy tone.

Useless, the opponent has mastered a new kind of deadly poison that can pierce Holy Spirit Water!

Chu Qianshan's face looked grim.

It seems this person's status in the Poison Martial Lineage is definitely extraordinary.

Even if extraordinary, what can it do? After all, he's just a mortal!

A mere heretic martial inheritor dares to be so presumptuous; it seems it's time to properly teach him a lesson.

The group of senior figures all had slightly sullen faces, their voices a bit gloomy.

Many of them directly felt killing intent.

Fang Yi's deadly poison made them feel threatened.

Poison Martial Lineage, could it have created a new toxin again?

Cough cough!

Suddenly, a cough with no warning sounded beside everyone's ears.

Everyone's faces slightly changed, and they quickly turned around.

Everyone present were experts, and also great cultivators on the God-Seeking path; their divine senses were astonishing—any hint of wind or grass moving within dozens of li could not escape them.

But at this moment, someone actually approached silently from behind.

Not far away, a short old man dressed in all dark green long-distance running attire held a dry tobacco pipe, puffing on it mouthful by mouthful, slowly exhaling a stream of white smoke.

Let the juniors handle their own affairs; you're already this old, yet you don't understand the slightest propriety—must you really bully the small with your greatness?

The old man spoke in a flat, casual tone.

Yet everyone couldn't help but shrink their pupils, their hearts instantly overturned like a sea in turmoil.

You-you are that senior?

Senior, how did you come here?

Everyone present couldn't help but feel a jolt in their hearts, rubbed their eyes, as if they'd seen a ghost in broad daylight.

How could this person be here?

How is that possible?

The opponent is truly famous; even if placed deep in the mist, a mere stomp of his foot could shake three times—he is indeed a formidable figure who has done many great deeds, making people's hearts run cold.

Why can't I come? I'm just here to check on my disciple.

The old man puffed on his dry tobacco pipe and glanced at them.

Your disciple?

Everyone's faces went blank, not reacting in time.

Could it be Jiang Wushang?

Lin Tianya's face twitched as he spoke.

The little brat is actually clever, sharper than all you adults.

The old man replied softly, glancing at Lin Tianya.

Everyone's faces instantly went dull, as if five thunderclaps crashed in their minds.

Is that Jiang Wushang this person's disciple?

How is that possible?

Alright, I won't make things difficult for you; when my disciple comes out, don't make things difficult for him either.

The old man tapped his tobacco pipe.

That's right, that's right.

What are you saying, sir? We wouldn't dare.

Yeah, please, sir, have a seat.

The group quickly spoke up, bowed deeply, and showed utmost respect.

Lin Tianya, Murong Xue, and a few others were all stunned.

Just what status does this old man have, to make their masters act this way?

Inside the secret realm.

Fang Yi and company walked out all the way; the road ahead was indescribably smooth, and they soon approached the passage area.

By the way, Ouyang brother, when I came, I saw an inheritor of the Secret Teaching.

Suddenly, the expert of the Demon Transformation Path, Yue Longxiang, whispered: 'But the other side doesn't seem intent on seizing opportunities here; he seems more just wanting to explore this place, his behavior quite strange.'

Secret Teaching inheritor?

Fang Yi's face twitched.

Yes, that Secret Teaching inheritor has already cultivated the Dragon Elephant Classic to the second stage; his flesh is near indestructible, so even deadly poison or lightning might not be able to harm him.

Yue Longxiang whispered: 'The Secret Teaching's people are said to have the purest power, far surpassing any other system, but their training is bitter; they endure years of austere practice, which only those with great willpower can bear.'

He harbors some aversion toward the Secret Teaching.

Because outside rumors say the Secret Teaching is the natural nemesis of their Demon Transformation Path.

On their Demon Transformation Path, they once had several demon kings, all subdued by the Secret Teaching's patriarch, becoming mountain-guarding Dharma kings, and even several great sages have been suppressed by them.

Well, it's best if we don't encounter them.

Fang Yi replied.

He had practiced the Esoteric Sect's 【Vajra Armor】 and 【Dragon Elephant Sutra】; if he actually met them, it would be hard to explain.

We're getting out, hurry!

Jiang Wushang whispered.

A group sped up, about to rush out of that Five-Colored Passage.

But unexpectedly, at that moment, suddenly, another figure shot out from the side, his whole body enveloped in a layer of Buddha-light, and came straight at them at extreme speed.

It was even faster than them by a hair.

After seeing them, the other party glanced at them in surprise.

Amitabha.

That person suddenly stopped and gave them a Buddhist salute.

Fang Yi's heart tightened, and he instinctively gripped his great bow.

How unlucky!

We really ran into them!

"Good, good, the poor monk bears no ill will; I act only according to karmic affinity. Divine objects that have affinity with me will come to my hand; those without affinity, forcing them is meaningless."

The monk took it in stride, smiled, and showed no malice.

Several people secretly let out a breath of relief.

But only Fang Yi remained secretly wary.

May I ask your honorific title, Master?

Jiang Wushang asked.

I am the little monk Mingfa!

The monk smiled.

So it's Master Mingfa; shall we leave together?

Jiang Wushang said.

That's all I mean.

The monk smiled, then suddenly looked at Fang Yi in surprise and said, 'This benefactor,'

He is a rising star of the Poison Martial Lineage.

Jiang Wushang introduced.

Poison Martial Lineage.

The monk pondered, seeming to sense something, and said, 'I never expected the Poison Martial Lineage to also dabble in our Esoteric Sect's martial arts, and to cultivate to such an extent—it's rare, truly rare.'

"Master, you're too kind; I merely obtained it by luck and opportunity."

Fang Yi replied.

Indeed, the other party could see the traces of 【Vajra Armor】 and 【Dragon Elephant Sutra】 on his body.

"Then it makes sense; all conditioned phenomena are like dreams and illusions, all doctrines interconnect, all are the same; our sect's martial arts have never excluded others from practicing."

The monk smiled, his views very open.

Fang Yi secretly felt astonished, and completely set his mind at ease.

They hurried straight outward.

Only to see that outside, the road for praying to the gods was already filled with elderly folks, all smiling, gathered respectfully before an old man.

"Alright, no more talk—my disciple has come out; you should go about your own business."

The old man tapped his pipe, rose to his full height, and called into the distance: 'Wushang, OuYang Xiaoyou, let's go.'

Jiang Wushang and Fang Yi immediately stepped forward and rushed over.

Only a crowd of those who pray to the gods remained, each with an ugly face, silent.

Inside the town.

Jiang Wushang again quietly found Fang Yi, solemnly handing him two books, and said: 'Everything I promised you is here—one volume of the upper-grade martial art 【Heaven and Earth One Qi Gong】, and another volume of an introductory method for the path of seeking immortality. Also, I and my master will stay hidden in the town for a few days, precisely to prevent anyone from attacking you, and we will leave only after confirming the surroundings are safe.'

Thank you.

Fang Yi nodded and directly took the two manuals.

It's fine; I also want to thank you.

Jiang Wushang smiled: 'Looking forward to meeting again.'

He did not linger, and left quickly.

That night.

Fang Yi once again changed his appearance and hurried toward the western bamboo grove.

After observing in the dark for a long time, he finally dared to appear.

"You finally came; the remaining manuals are here—hurry up and detoxify me."

Yue Longxiang couldn't wait, took out a book, and walked toward Fang Yi.

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