plumnovel Chapter 149 Melee
Chapter 149 Melee
Sangji went into seclusion, but Wusheng Temple continued to operate as usual.
After all, breaking through to the Purple Mansion or Dharma King levels generally takes decades.
For the first ten years, nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"This is the last bit of time Sanji can buy..."
"We need to figure out how to run and where to run first..."
Inside the cave, Fang Qing sat cross-legged, with a large brazier burning in front of him.
Joining a faction at the level of a True Monarch or Immortal would bring him immense benefits, and he was indeed reluctant to leave.
While cultivating at Wusheng Temple, people would collect and deliver spiritual objects to his door, and he could even craft any kind of magical artifact he wanted... He even had relevant scriptures to read if he wanted to improve his divination skills.
Fang Qing has now absorbed the essence of secret divination techniques such as fate prediction and fire offering, and feels that his divination skills have greatly improved.
However, the higher his cultivation level, the heavier the karmic burdens he was involved in became.
Aside from their own safety, they basically can't calculate anything else...
"If you go east now... it's a slightly unlucky omen."
"What a pity. If we were in Xiao Huan Hai, I probably could have figured out the source of the danger..."
Fang Qing shook his head, and plum blossoms appeared in his mind, evolving into hexagrams.
"If one travels west or north... then it is considered 'extremely unlucky'?"
"The west is a hidden realm, and we're almost walking into a trap... Could it be that evil creature is causing trouble in the north again?"
Suwu Demon King failed to pass the Gold Certification and transformed into a wicked creature at the peak of the Purple Mansion realm, wreaking havoc in the Northern Territory. It is said that he has already devoured several Purple Mansion Great Demons and has also given rise to other evil transformations.
The Azure Bird Clan will certainly suffer heavy losses, but Luofeng Mountain still exists. Once they contact other peak-level Purple Mansion demons, the problem can eventually be resolved. However, the Azure Bird Clan's original plan will definitely fall apart.
Even if the evil creature left behind anything, it's not up to the Bluebird Clan to decide.
"Going north now...might lead to an encounter with a powerful demon from the Purple Mansion, resulting in great misfortune?"
"Going south... is a mixed bag. Remaining in the same place is considered 'neutral'... but there's a hidden ominous energy brewing, which may turn into an inauspicious omen as time goes by! It might even turn from minor misfortune to major misfortune!"
There was no need for divination; Fang Qing knew why this was the case.
As time passed, Sangji's breakthrough phenomenon became weaker and weaker, which naturally became noticed by many Purple Mansions, and then came the probing... If it was confirmed that he had truly failed and died, then the Ancient Shu Purple Mansions would swarm in and divide up the Wusheng Temple!
This is a sign of impending doom!
"We'll have to wait a few more years, until things are stable in the north, then maybe we can go to the east..."
"If all else fails, I'll retreat to a small, secluded place for decades, then come back with a different identity..."
"It's just that without an identity or background, it's okay to flaunt in front of Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, but once the Purple Mansion notices, it will be a huge flaw... After all, Foundation Establishment cultivators can't appear out of thin air, and cultivators in this world are too cautious..."
If it were Xiaohuanhai, resources would be plentiful and opportunities would be endless.
It's not unacceptable for independent cultivators to successfully establish their foundation through adventure; in fact, it happens every now and then.
In ancient Shu, it's not like that. To forge a Dao foundation, one must have at least a high level of Qi cultivation, a source of cultivation techniques, and Dao foundation spiritual objects, Dao foundation pills, etc. Upon investigation, all of these are problematic.
Autumn goes and spring comes.
Fang Yixin worked in the spiritual field, occasionally using hand seals to gather qi.
He did this extremely discreetly, fearing that outsiders would see it.
Hu Quan'an was keeping watch for him nearby.
After Fang Jingchun's death, he gradually emerged from his grief and became the true head of the Fang family, becoming much more composed in his dealings with others.
As his two sons grew up, they both showed potential for spiritual cultivation, and it was time to consider the matter of entering the Dao through breath control.
Fang Yixin knew that her family had become accustomed to cultivation relatively late and had no resources or background, so she was probably destined to remain accustomed to cultivation for life. She placed all her hopes on her two sons and was overjoyed to see that both of them had the aptitude for cultivation.
However, upon closer inspection, there were differences.
The eldest son, Fang Wuchen, had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a simple and honest personality... Hu Quan'an looked at him and said that he was not very suitable for the [Ji Shui] way, but was very suitable to follow him to learn the Shide Gongfa.
Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yixin had his eldest son become Hu Quan'an's disciple to learn the "Precious Earth Returning to Origin Technique." This technique was a fragment of a foundational Daoist cultivation method, requiring the cultivation of a low-grade fourth-level "Zhonghuang Essence."
This "Zhonghuang Swallow" needs to be harvested from a fertile field using a secret incantation; if it is from a spiritual field, it will be faster and better.
Fang Yixin naturally set his sights on the spiritual fields he cultivated.
He only takes a small amount, which has little impact on the soil and won't delay the harvest much.
After completing today's energy gathering, Fang Yixin sealed the earthy yellow energy into a jade bottle and handed it to Hu Quan'an.
"Not bad, not bad. With this addition, it's enough to forge a truly righteous and fierce spirit... There's hope for Wuchen to enter the Dao."
Hu Quan'an stroked his beard and smiled.
"Thank you very much, senior."
Fang Yixin wanted Fang Wuchen to become his apprentice because he was after Hu Quan'an's inheritance.
The Hu family's destiny was far inferior to the Fang family's, and surprisingly, they didn't produce any talented cultivators.
After Hu Quan'an passes away peacefully, the entire Hu family will belong to the Fang family!
"I still have a 'Earthly Essence Refining True Essence' technique, which I'll give to Wujiu. He shares the same 'Ji Water' destiny as me, so he'll be able to inherit the family's legacy..." Fang Yixin thought to herself with a smug grin. "It's just a pity that the Le family girl has no feelings for Wujiu, but she gets along quite well with my eldest brother... Wuchen is truly a fool with a fool's luck."
As we were walking back, we suddenly heard a rapid bell ringing out, nine times in a row, shaking the surrounding area.
All the spirit farmers stopped in their tracks, gazing towards the main peak of the Zeng family, their expressions grave.
"The master has summoned us..."
Hu Quan'an's expression changed several times, and he let out a long sigh: "I'm afraid we'll have to fight someone again..."
Fang Yixin's lips turned white, and she clenched her teeth, knowing that she couldn't refuse at all.
Fortunately, his family was the worst tenant farmer, so they only needed to send one Qi-cultivating cultivator.
There are probably two or three families with large businesses like the Le family that can produce such individuals!
The group didn't even have time to eat before gathering at a large courtyard belonging to the Zeng family.
Fang Yixin looked around and saw that they were all familiar faces. The patriarch of the Le family was also there, accompanied by two other people, one of whom was actually Old Tian!
This cultivator at the sixth level of Qi cultivation was valued by the Le family patriarch for his hard work and honest character, and was directly transferred to the position of long-term worker.
Now, without any hesitation, they used it to replace one of their own spots. I wonder what benefits they promised in private to get Lao Tian to agree.
After an incense stick had burned for a while, a middle-aged monk dressed in brocade robes, looking like a wealthy landowner, came into the courtyard with a serious expression.
This man, named Zeng Guangli, was a cultivator at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage. He also managed the tenant farmers at the foot of the mountain and was the one who led the Zeng family soldiers to collect rent in previous years. He was very respected among the tenant farmers.
At this moment, Zeng Guangli's plump face was no longer full of smiles, but instead carried a hint of sinister ruthlessness: "Since you've come here, there's naturally no need to say anything. Follow me to kill... There will be rewards for meritorious service, including rent exemption, pills, magic weapons, talismans, and cultivation techniques... Even if you die, you'll receive compensation, and your descendants can continue to rent spirit fields and be exempt from offerings for ten years!"
The tenant farmers naturally cheered loudly, and at least outwardly set off with high spirits.
The sky was pitch black, and dark clouds obscured the moon.
"A dark and windy night... truly a perfect time for murder."
Amidst the clouds, Zeng Qingye, dressed in black, seemed to have two points of light shining in her eyes.
After waiting a short while, two Foundation Establishment cultivators arrived on the wind, each bowing respectfully: "Senior Zeng!"
Both of them were at the early stage of Dao Foundation cultivation. One was Yuan Bukong, the patriarch of the Yuan family of Lishan, and the other was Xuanlu from the Xuan family of Dahu. "My two young friends have arrived. This time, we will surely succeed in destroying the Wu family."
Zeng Qingye smiled gently.
"Not at all... We all have to rely on you, senior."
Yuan Bukong and Xuanlu repeatedly declined, one cultivating [Well Wood] and the other cultivating [Water]... Even Zeng Qingye, who was only at the early stage of Dao Foundation, could easily defeat them.
"The Wu family only has one cultivator at the early stage of the Dao Foundation stage, who cultivates the [Kui Wood] technique... which is exactly what I can counter. Back then, the Wu family was in a sorry state, hiding in Xituo County and begging for mercy... They also blatantly encroached on the interests of several of our families. Now that they've heard that Ancient Shu is recruiting, they want to run away after getting some benefits?"
Zeng Qingye sneered, "There's no such thing as a free lunch."
"That's good... but can things be arranged within the temple?"
Xuanlu was still somewhat uneasy.
"Rest assured, I have prepared generous gifts for all five consorts and princesses within the temple..."
Zeng Qingye smiled and said, "It won't cause any trouble."
Yuan Bukong and Xuanlu exchanged a glance: "This Zeng Qingye is a cunning old fox... why is he suddenly so energetic? Who knows if he has a cultist backing him? The Wu family has no foundation anyway, so it's perfect to take them down!"
Thinking of the Dao Foundation family's wealth, the two Dao Foundation ancestors couldn't help but feel their appetites whetted.
After a while.
The Wu family's residence.
The ear-piercing shouts of battle echoed throughout the heavens and earth, and all sorts of magical lights exploded wildly.
The thin protective array was broken immediately, allowing the Wu family cultivators to engage in close combat with the allied forces of several families.
Fang Yixin's cultivation was shallow, and he only dared to wave flags and shout from the outside. With Hu Quan'an watching over him from the side, he was truly terrified.
They watched as the patriarch of the Le family, along with the family head and Lao Tian, charged into the enemy ranks and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Who dares to offend my Wu family?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out, as if someone had just been disturbed from their seclusion.
With a flash of dark light, the dozen or so Qi-accepting cultivators closest to them were all cut in half at the waist. Black blood flowed from their wounds, and their internal organs shattered, their intestines turning into jet-black vines that writhed wildly like snakes.
Whizzing!
In an instant, two more streaks of light descended, carrying magical power far exceeding that of Fu Qi, clearly a sneak attack.
The old patriarch of the Wu family vanished in a flash, hiding in the void. He then arrived at the clouds and saw Zeng Qingye and the others. He was surprised: "So it's these local tyrants. Good... even that old fellow Zeng Qingye has come."
"The god Wu Qi has disappeared... he must have hidden himself using magic."
Yuan Bukong's eyes flashed with a spiritual light, but he couldn't find any trace of her, so he could only look at Zeng Qingye.
"Heh heh, I've long heard that [Kui Mu] is good at hiding things, and it's true what they say."
Zeng Qingye made a hand seal with one hand, placed it in front of her lips, and gently blew on it.
In the darkness, there seemed to be a great river, and on it, a fishing boat with a lantern swayed precariously, as if it might go out at any moment. But it was under the flickering light of this lantern that a figure was revealed—it was none other than Wu Qishen, the patriarch of the Wu family!
Yuan Bukong and Xuanlu laughed heartily and approached each of them, each wielding a magical weapon.
Boom!
Fang Yixin looked up and saw various colored lights flashing in the sky, then suddenly exploded, revealing a purplish-green true fire.
Countless green flames fell like shooting stars; ordinary cultivators who were even slightly touched by them were instantly stripped of their flesh and blood, reduced to bare bones! In an instant, the battlefield transformed into a living hell!
"this……"
The cultivators on both sides who were fighting suddenly froze and looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Run!"
The next instant, someone shouted, and a large number of cultivators scattered in all directions, fleeing for their lives in panic...