plumnovel Chapter 159 All Parties
Chapter 159 All Parties
Qingli Mountain.
This mountain is not high, and it is covered with green bamboo. Only a small spiritual field has been carved out from it.
Fang Wuchen was digging a pit and burying the corpses of the tribulation cultivators in the fertile field.
The original He family formation was broken, and only a few Qi Condensation Tribulation cultivators occupied this place.
He had already achieved perfect Qi cultivation and possessed the "God-Slaying Stone," a magical artifact for Qi cultivation. He was already considered a high-level cultivator among independent practitioners, almost reaching the combat strength of a sect disciple.
Dealing with a few Qi-subduing cultivators was a piece of cake.
"What a wonderful field..."
On the other side, Fang Yixin was squatting on the ground, stuffing a handful of spirit field soil into his mouth, savoring it carefully, his face full of joy: "What a good place, what a good spirit field... The key is that no matter how much spirit rice is planted, the harvest is all ours."
Not far away, Hu Quan'an was surveying a place with the most abundant spiritual energy, leading Le Mingxue, Fang Wujiu, and several others to transplant mulberry and jujube trees.
In the blink of an eye, a small family of practitioners of the Fuqi sect had taken shape...
a few days later.
A flying boat appeared and landed on Qingli Mountain.
Several people disembarked from the flying boat. The leader, dressed in white with a bright red flame pattern on his chest, was a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator. "I am Du Huo of the Kitchen God Sect. Greetings to the Qingli Mountain Master..."
Du Huo is always smiling and overweight, and he exudes goodwill upon first meeting someone.
"We dare not call ourselves hosts; please, Your Excellency, come inside and serve us tea."
Fang Wuchen no longer concealed his perfected Qi cultivation and became the spokesperson for Qingli Mountain. He invited Du Huo into the former He family residence. "I heard that a talented person has emerged from Qingli Mountain. He is very capable and has pacified a region. Seeing him today, I can confirm that his reputation is well-deserved."
Du Huo glanced at Hu Quan'an a few more times and praised him.
"We dare not... Our Fang and Hu families are willing to rely on you, sir, and beg for your protection."
Fang Wuchen lowered his voice and secretly slipped a storage bag into Fang Yixin's hand, making Fang Yixin feel extremely pained.
"Haha, easy, easy... Now that we've joined the sect, we're all brothers. The sect doesn't have many rules, but there's one main one: no blood sacrifices, no harming mortals without cause... On the first and fifteenth of each month, we gather together and offer sacrifices to the Kitchen God in front of the clay stove..."
Du Huo explained the doctrines of the Kitchen God Cult, which were all within the information the Fang family had gathered, and were considered relatively benign.
"Once you join our sect, as long as you make contributions, you'll receive all sorts of rewards, whether it's foundational cultivation techniques or foundational pills!"
Before leaving, Du Huo specifically instructed, "The sect leader will soon need us for something important, so the more people the better... Your family should prepare early, and if you make meritorious contributions, you will surely be rewarded with Dao Foundation Pills!"
"They even have a Foundation Establishment Core!"
"Is this Kitchen God Cult truly just a foundational force?"
After seeing Du Huo off, Fang Wuchen exchanged a glance with Hu Quan'an and they looked at each other in bewilderment.
Xiao Huanhai, Taibai Island.
Inside the cave, Fang Qing held the "Perfect Seal," his physical strength was incomparably powerful, and his blood and qi were like a giant dragon.
A layer of dark golden light emanated from his skin, enveloping his entire body, while a guardian Vajra faintly appeared behind him.
It has a horse's head and a mule's face, three faces and eight arms, and its entire body is crimson red. It holds a skull bowl and a vajra...
This is precisely the manifestation of having mastered the "Mule-faced Vajra Prajna Stages"!
After decades of dedicated cultivation, the liquid mana within his body has increased to ninety-one drops, more than double the amount he possessed when he first broke through to the late Foundation Establishment stage. He is not far from reaching the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage!
But the most crucial thing is the "Horse-Headed Vajra Protector Divine Skill"!
With the help of Wusheng Temple's resources, he has already mastered the second stage of this skill, almost to perfection.
"When the 'Mule-faced Vajra Prajna Stages' is fully mastered, it is said to be able to emit three great Brahma lights and possess eight kinds of mysterious Brahma artifacts... However, it is only possible to connect with the Hayagriva Vajra deity in the Secret Realm."
"The higher the level of the secret techniques, the more inclined one is to make offerings, connect with, and borrow supernatural powers and mysteries... Unfortunately, for me, this is clearly a dead end. Therefore, I can only use its own mysteries."
"Fortunately, even if it only enhances physical strength and spiritual awareness, its effects are extraordinary..."
"My physique is now comparable to that of a second-tier high-grade demon beast, and my divine sense can extend to 150 zhang! I have reached the limit of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!" 150 zhang is one li!
Foundation Establishment cultivators' spiritual sense is mostly measured in feet, while only Core Formation cultivators' spiritual sense is measured in miles!
Only a third-tier spiritual creature has a slight chance of breaking through this bottleneck of spiritual consciousness!
Of course, Fang Qing estimated that if he could cultivate the "Mule-faced Vajra Prajna Sequence" to perfection and borrow the power of a certain guardian Vajra from the secret realm, not only would his divine sense be able to break through to the third level, but his body refinement might also be able to achieve a leap, reaching the quasi-third level or even the true third level of body refinement!
"Alas, most secret cultivation techniques are like this; the deeper you go, the more pitfalls you encounter..."
Fang Qing sighed, then calculated with his fingers: "I'm ninety-two years old this year..."
After looking at the situation of Xituo County in ancient Shu, he fell silent.
"The Zeng family's demise... their provocations and tests against Wusheng Temple have gone too far."
Zi Fu casually made a move, seemingly just a test.
But chess pieces also have their own ideas, and they often act without restraint, which can lead to going too far.
Moreover, Sangji is increasingly viewed unfavorably by outsiders. If his path to becoming a Dharma King is hopeless, then no important figure would care about the deaths of a few Mingzi and Mingfei.
"As for Fa Quan and Fa Jian... they're almost completely convinced. Although there's a suspicion of forcing growth, they're still quite good."
With Fang Qing's current wealth, he could refine Dao Foundation Pills even using Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects like [Stomach Soil] and [Lou Gold].
If one invests heavily and attempts multiple times with human lives, it is even possible to produce two Foundation Establishment cultivators.
He just wouldn't waste it like that.
"Furthermore... the ninth level of Qi cultivation is just right; the foundation cultivation level is a bit too high, making it easier to enter the Purple Mansion's field of vision..."
"Although... given the nature of those cultivators, they'll definitely be careful when accepting the power, but they certainly won't be as closely watched as those Foundation Establishment cultivators." "Instead, it would be better to use the Dao-Born Pearl to descend upon the Mingzi position at the crucial moment and achieve a breakthrough in the heat of battle!"
Fang Qing reviewed Xu Hei's intelligence again and couldn't help but sigh, "Qingli is leaving the Fang family? I think Fang Wuchen might be about to establish his Dao foundation..." If he hadn't established his Dao foundation, even if he were trapped in the [Stomach Earth] situation, it might just be a minor move, and he might still have a chance to survive. But if he established his Dao foundation, the meaning and significance would be completely different.
Ancient Shu.
Juque County.
The Liu family.
Lush vegetation and blooming flowers—this is the Liu family's "Changchun Garden," renowned for its year-round blooming flowers.
A young man who had reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation passed by the garden and came to a small pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, several elderly men with white hair and beards were gathered around a stove, brewing tea, seemingly enjoying the flowers.
"Liu Junyan pays his respects to all the venerable ancestors."
Liu Junyan, with an elegant demeanor, bowed respectfully.
"Haha, my little darling has arrived."
An old man laughed heartily: "My Liu family has cultivated the [Liu Tu] lineage for generations. It's remarkable that you were able to achieve Qi Condensation Perfection before the age of thirty. You can take this [Dao Foundation Pill]."
"Many thanks to all the venerable ancestors for their guidance; this junior will surely overcome all obstacles in the path to enlightenment!"
Liu Junyan was overjoyed, for even for a Dao Foundation family, the Dao Foundation Pill was an extremely rare item.
Although he was a genius in the family, he had always been somewhat uneasy. But after being given the elixir today, he finally felt at ease.
After Liu Junyan repeatedly expressed his gratitude and took his leave, the Grand Elder who had initially bestowed the pills sighed softly, "Junyan... what a pity." "Hmph, the sect has given its orders; what can we do?"
The second elder interjected, "If he doesn't go, then we will go..."
The Grand Elder fell silent.
Moyun Cliff primarily cultivates the [Di Earth] element, yet he also maintains other Earth-based Daoist lineages under his command, treating them like cattle and sheep to be slaughtered and eaten when the opportunity arises.
Some family patriarchs, knowing this, still chose to sacrifice themselves.
But these old guys chose to survive by sucking the blood of young prodigies...
Southern Xinjiang.
Miasma filled the land, and black water surged.
The Yin Corpse Sect.
Four stiff, bronze-armored corpses carried a sedan chair, upon which sat a pale-faced young man, as they arrived at the sect's General Affairs Peak. "Hmm? A Dao Foundation Pill?"
"The sect has issued a mission that allows us to receive the Foundation Establishment Pill ahead of schedule?"
His face was full of joy, but his heart was secretly chilled: "Which old devil wants to refine a Dao Foundation corpse?"
"I need to carefully plan how to send a few fellow disciples to face this calamity, otherwise it will be difficult to handle if no one is available and the sect forces them to take on the task... Qingli Mountain."
"Brother Fang..."
Du Huo arrived again, gazing at the lush bamboo covering the mountain. He clasped his hands in congratulations, a hint of shock on his face: "You found the 'Jade Beauty Flower,' rendering a great service to our sect... and previously slayed the 'Three Blood Demons'... protecting this region. The sect leader is very pleased to hear this and has decided to reward you handsomely!" "I wonder what the reward will be? Perhaps a Dao Foundation Pill?"
Fang Wuchen made a casual joke.
He found that "Jade Beauty Flower" while tending to the area near Qingli Mountain. Since he wasn't an alchemist, he had no use for it. Hearing about the Kitchen God Cult's reward, he naturally chose to hand it over and make a good connection.
As for the "Three Blood Demons"?
He was a notorious thief in the area who dared to set his sights on the Fang family of Qingli Mountain, so he had no choice but to eliminate him ruthlessly.
Although all three were late-stage cultivators of the Conqueror Realm, Fang Wuchen called upon his master Hu Quan'an, but instead of engaging in direct combat, he found an opportunity to be alone and used the "God-Slaying Stone" to smash them with perfect accuracy, without any effort.
Therefore, he did not feel that the Kitchen God Cult had any rewards. He only hoped that people would not be summoned every year like the Zeng family, and that would be enough.
"Haha, brother, you guessed right."
Du Huo took out a jade bottle and handed it to Fang Wuchen: "The sect leader said that merit should be richly rewarded... This is a 'Foundation Pill'!"
Fang Wuchen was stunned: "How...how can I possibly accept this?"
He had heard that even direct descendants of the Zeng family might not receive the privilege of taking a Foundation Establishment Pill when they went into seclusion to break through to the next level.
Unexpectedly, the Kitchen God Cult is so tolerant.
Upon uncorking the bottle, a large, earthy-yellow pill was revealed inside, emitting a faint, earthy smell.
Although Fang Wuchen had never seen a Dao Foundation Pill before, just by smelling it, he felt his internal magical power stirring, showing signs of forming a foundation for immortality. He was overjoyed: "Thank you, Brother Du..."
Fang Yixin and Hu Quan'an stroked their beards and smiled, overjoyed.
Not far away, Fang Wujiu watched this scene, his face filled with a mixture of jealousy and hatred, but his body was trembling slightly.
Le Mingxue noticed her brother-in-law's unusual behavior: "Wujiu...why does he seem...afraid?"
She was exceptionally intelligent from a young age and had long noticed that Fang Wujiu's behavior was somewhat off.
Although Fang Yixin and Hu Quan'an both thought it was the younger son's jealousy of his older brother, Le Mingxue did not think so. She even felt that the other party's every move was quite meaningful. For example, he agreed to the division of the family last time, even though he suffered a loss, which seemed to be a way of distancing himself from the situation.
But before this thought could linger for long, she suddenly felt nauseous, and clutched her stomach in delight, sensing the budding of life...