plumnovel Chapter 345 Overwhelming
Chapter 345 Overwhelming
Splash!
Clumps of Weak Water exploded, revealing a dark, 'Weak Water Yin Thunder' within. This thunder struck the Copper Light Sword Formation, causing the sword energy to dissipate and revealing wooden flying swords.
The flying sword was full of wood grain, yet it also had a layer of oily sheen, with a copper and iron color, and was incomparably sharp.
A faint yellow light suddenly flashed across it, yet it did not touch the water at all, showing some signs of restraining the Weak Water!
"These flying swords...the material is quite good...they must have been forged from a ten-thousand-year-old bronze coconut tree..."
Fang Qing muttered to himself and touched the back of his head.
The 'Mysterious Nether Mirror,' which had also advanced to the fourth rank, appeared, radiating a burst of brilliant light.
The sharp light swept across the sword formation, and several flying swords immediately froze, as if they were insects fixed in amber, motionless.
Splash!
After losing several flying swords, the sword formation showed a flaw, and the black Weak Water Dragon immediately began to act ferociously, spitting out one jet of pitch-black lightning after another.
The lame fairy was genuinely surprised.
Although the person opposite him was clearly only a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage, his water-attribute magical abilities and treasures were truly astonishing, and they even seemed to be suppressing him.
His expression changed, and he pulled out a pale storage bag from his waist.
After shaking it open, a cloud of gray-black corpse energy appeared, from which several blue-faced, fanged refined corpses jumped out.
These refined corpses were equally impervious to water and fire, and they charged into the sword formation, entangled with the Weak Water Dragon...
The lame immortal then took out a strange coffin, which was completely black and covered with countless runes.
Upon opening, one could vaguely see a female corpse in a red robe inside, with rosy cheeks, luminous skin, and a lifelike face...
He bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Three jet-black coffin nails appeared in his hand, which he drove into the woman's forehead and two points on her shoulders...
The female corpse suddenly opened her eyes, and a terrifying corpse aura comparable to that of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator surged into the sky.
"Sword cultivators, formations, corpse refining..."
Holding the 'Sea-Swallowing Bottle', Fang Qing watched this scene and felt that this lame immortal had quite a variety of methods.
However, independent cultivators learn whatever they can find, piecing things together to form their own unique style.
"But this person also practices corpse refining... Oh, right, Bone Spirit Flowers are originally needed for high-level corpse refining..."
"I still have a few near-fourth-tier refined corpses that I seized from the Ruins of Return, but they're not as powerful as these..."
"And that female corpse, she's at least a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator... Judging from her cautious demeanor, she probably possesses some powerful supernatural abilities."
"It's unlikely the boat will capsize, but getting covered in dust and dirt is inevitable."
"Enough, let's end this duel as soon as possible."
Fang Qing did not take out the "Wen Tian Zhong". This Nascent Soul treasure had been used in front of many Core Formation cultivators in the Guixu Secret Realm, so it was bound to be recorded. At present, the cultivation world of the East Sea is still investigating that mysterious Nascent Soul old monster!
Although he has concealed his face, it's still best not to be so reckless.
Within his sleeve, the 'Ten Thousand Waters Cauldron,' a deep blue-green object, quietly appeared, its countless runes flashing, and the water ape on its front seemed to come alive.
hoohoo!
Suddenly, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, and the boundless seawater rose up, transforming into a ferocious water ape.
The black dragon formed from the three thousand weak waters was held and manipulated by the water ape, resembling a noodle...
An aura of ancient ferocious beasts emanated, even shattering the soaring corpse energy.
The black water ape roared, grabbed the several blue-faced, fanged corpses with its large hand, opened its blood-red maw with protruding canine teeth, and swallowed the corpses.
Click!Click!
Amidst the terrifying snapping sounds, the refined corpses that were impervious to water and fire, invulnerable to blades and spears, and capable of tearing apart ordinary magical artifacts with their bare hands, shattered like white paper, flowing with pitch-black corpse blood...
"No!"
Upon seeing this, the lame immortal was absolutely furious.
Each of these high-level refined corpses consumed a great deal of his effort, and together they were enough to restrain a Nascent Soul cultivator for a time.
Unexpectedly, they were wiped out in a single battle!
He formed hand seals, channeling astonishing wood-attribute magic power into the pitch-black coffin before him.
From inside the coffin, intense flames shot into the sky.
In an instant, even though he was at sea, Fang Qing felt as if the sky was dry and the land was parched!
"A drought demon corpse?"
He murmured to himself, and then he saw the red-clad female corpse rise up, riding on the corpse energy. She struck out with her palm, and endless corpse energy mixed with dry yang energy surged forth, as if it would evaporate the ocean and the Weak Water.
hoohoo!
The water ape roared, and the black dragon formed from the Three Thousand Weak Waters coiled around its right arm, resembling a unique arm armor, and then lashed out with its claw.
Stab it!
The dark, mysterious light intertwined with the fiery red, yang energy, within which countless runes, like tadpoles, swam and vanished...
In the end, the dark light completely overwhelmed the corpse energy and landed on the female corpse.
Splash!
The torrent of water stopped abruptly, and the lame immortal was horrified to see his own drought demon's corpse's arm shattered...
"this……"
His face was filled with disbelief: "Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed several attacks with a magical weapon, they might not be able to harm the drought demon's corpse... Just what kind of technique or treasure does this water ape possess?"
Seeing Fang Qing make a hand seal again, the water ape pounded its chest and roared, poised to pounce. The lame immortal quickly transmitted his voice: "Fellow Daoist... please stop, I surrender, I surrender... I still have a three-thousand-year-old 'Bone Spirit Flower' in my possession, no, I also have a five-thousand-year-old one, which I am willing to give to you as an apology."
"You should have said so earlier..."
With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Qing caused the water ape to pause for a moment before dissipating into a sky full of water.
He was fairly satisfied with the power of this heaven-reaching spiritual treasure.
The lame immortal breathed a sigh of relief and used his magic to suppress the drought demon woman's corpse back into the coffin.
And looking at the broken It was even more heart-wrenching.
Fortunately, flesh and blood are slowly regenerating from the wound, and it seems to be gradually recovering.
He sighed inwardly and tossed out a jade box.
The jade box was enveloped in a ball of blue light and came to Fang Qing.
Fang Qing blew a breath, and the jade box quietly opened, revealing a pale, strange flower the size of a bowl, with bone patterns on its petals.
"It really is a Bone Spirit Flower, over five thousand years old..."
He nodded slightly and tossed a storage bag back to its original location.
The lame immortal swept his divine sense over the area and saw a large number of high-grade spirit stones, and couldn't help but secretly regret his actions.
"If I had known this would happen, I would have just made the deal from the beginning..."
……
"Alright, the score for the Bone Spirit Flower has been settled. Now, how about settling the score for your sneak attack on me, fellow Daoist?"
Fang Qing sneered.
The lame immortal's expression changed: "What do you intend to do?"
He knew he was no match for this mysterious demonic nascent soul. If the battle truly came to a head, and even the Copper Immortal Island's grand formation couldn't stop him, then he would have no choice but to abandon his physical body and let his nascent soul escape through the void...
"Fellow Daoist is skilled in corpse refining; I wonder how proficient you are in mechanical arts?"
Fang Qing asked casually.
"I've done some research..."
The lame immortal looked puzzled.
"good!"
Fang Qing clapped his hands and laughed: "Then please help me refine two treasures as an apology for this... Of course, you must first sign a special fourth-order spirit contract with me."
If it wasn't truly our own fault for provoking the lame spirit first, then based on the spirit's actions, we should have directly converted it.
But ultimately, this matter stemmed from his own forced transaction, so Fang Qing chose to back down.
Furthermore, he himself was neither a fourth-tier puppeteer nor knowledgeable in the art of corpse refining, so it was best to find someone else to do it for him.
He now knows that the methods of conversion in Tantric Buddhism have some shortcomings.
If too many people are converted, it will veer towards the doctrines of the gods, and the individual may be easily swayed by their own followers, leading to various consequences...
Although this lame immortal's strength is average, he is still in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, comparable to a Grand True Person of the Purple Mansion realm. If he were to be converted, the burden would be quite heavy, and more importantly, it wouldn't be worthwhile.
The lame immortal's expression changed several times, knowing that he was ultimately no match for Fang Qing. If he offended Fang Qing, his family's foundation would be in jeopardy. He could only reluctantly say, "This old man is not good at refining treasures..."
"It's just corpse refining and puppet making. You seem to be quite professional in that area."
Fang Qing smiled and said, "Won't you invite me to visit Copper Immortal Island? I see that the spiritual energy here is abundant, and I would like to borrow your precious land to cultivate for a while..."
The lame immortal's face turned even worse. Unfortunately, he was just a rogue cultivator, already at the top of his own faction, and had a strange temper, which had offended many fellow cultivators.
Even if I wanted to ask for help at this moment, I wouldn't know who to ask.
The key is that given how terrifying this mysterious Nascent Soul cultivator is, it seems that nothing can be done without a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Fellow Daoist, please!"
After much deliberation, the lame immortal could only sigh and invite Fang Qing to Copper Immortal Island.
"Island Master..."
Several streaks of light flew over, revealing a Core Formation cultivator wielding a copper coconut sword magic weapon. They looked at the lame immortal and Fang Qing approaching side by side with some curiosity.
How come they were fighting so fiercely before, and now they've become friends?
"It was all a misunderstanding before. You've prepared a fine cave dwelling for this fellow Daoist..."
The lame fairy gave the order.
He was already a man of great authority on Copper Immortal Island, and immediately many cultivators dispersed. A female cultivator with bronze skin and a tall figure, who had just reached the Core Formation stage, invited Fang Qing to a cave.
"Mid-grade fourth-order spiritual energy...not bad."
After closing the cave entrance and setting up a formation, Fang Qing stood with his hands behind his back, inspected the area, and nodded in satisfaction.
After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, cultivation became increasingly difficult, and the third-tier spiritual veins on Jade Spring Island were of no use at all.
"And... that lame immortal didn't want to cause any trouble, nor did he prepare any traps to harm me... otherwise, I would have just converted him, used him, and then killed him, so that I wouldn't have the burden of faith."
He did some quick calculations with his fingers, then shook his head.
……
After resting for a while, Fang Qing replaced the two supernatural powers in his Purple Mansion with the [Female Earth]'s 'White Bone Contemplation' and 'Cleansing Dust', and began to build the altar.
Since the lame immortal had no ulterior motives, and since he wanted this person to refine the True Spirit Puppet and the Mysterious Fire Demon Zombie, he naturally had to consider the issue of leaking secrets.
He did not possess a special fourth-tier spirit contract.
Moreover... such a spiritual contract, which has a strong binding force even on mid-Nascent Soul stage old monsters, is extremely rare in the cultivation world of the East Sea.
As for the oath of inner demons? As long as the lame immortal doesn't think about breaking through to the late Nascent Soul stage, it doesn't really have much binding force.
"Fortunately, I can refine it myself..."
"Now that the [Earth] element of the female is in her element of metal, it's a good time to test the effects of witchcraft..."