Chapter 279: Chapter 278: Old Affairs of the Martial God (Congratulations to alliance leader xinhuitianmi!)_1
"What a pity... that Ghost Cultivator didn’t leave any instructions."
Fang Xi’s face darkened as he looked towards Jade Island again.
In the midst of the island, even if there were still Ghost Cultivators within the Underworld Earth Vein, perhaps, he should be able to defeat them now, right?
With that thought, a surge of impulse even arose within him to charge into the Underworld Earth Vein, slaughter all the Ghost Cultivators, and then take a good look at what secrets were hidden there.
By the way, he could also purify the Ghost Mist on Jade Island and make it his secret Daoist retreat.
"Wait a moment..."
Fang Xi stopped at the edge of Jade Island and stepped on Daqing.
Understanding his intent, the Azure horn Fish Dragon immediately soared, allowing Fang Xi to overlook the entire Jade Island from above.
The island was the color of jade and shaped like a gourd, wide at both ends and narrow in the middle, shrouded year-round in a chilling Ghost Mist.
He pondered and activated the Secret Skill of "Purple Gas Heavenly Eye."
Although he had only recently begun practicing this Secret Skill, seeing through some of the peripheral Ghost Mist was not a big problem for him.
As a purple glow flickered in Fang Xi’s eyes, his vision penetrated the Ghost Mist, and he saw the outline of the Nine Leaves Sect’s buildings and the Spiritual Medicine Garden.
Fang Xi’s gaze penetrated deeper into the core area.
"Eh?"
The next moment, his face held an expression of uncertainty and surprise.
Two murky yellow radiance suddenly swept over from the core area, causing Fang Xi’s expression to change as he protected his body with Yi Wood Divine Light.
Despite that, he still grunted, wiping the corner of his eye to find a trace of blood, having suffered a minor loss.
However, his Yi Wood body had an extremely strong vitality, and the minor injury healed as his cultivation operated.
Yet Fang Xi didn’t say a word, he simply turned the Azure horn Fish Dragon around and left.
"Divine Consciousness far surpasses mine... Deep within the Underworld Earth Vein... could there actually be a Ghost Cultivator at the late stage of Core Formation?"
"In that kind of environment, even a cultivator at Perfect Core Formation would find it difficult to defeat such a Ghost Creature, right?"
"Forget it, forget it..."
"Whatever Jade Island, I’m not interested..."
...
An island devoid of spiritual energy.
Fang Xi’s Sword Light crisscrossed as he excavated a crude Dongfu underground and set up a small confusing array.
A layer of mist emerged, concealing the last traces of the Dongfu.
"Be a good guard..."
Fang Xi patted his Storage Bag, placing the Azure horn Fish Dragon outside the closed-door cultivation room: "If someone tries to force their way in, show no mercy!"
The coiled Daqing immediately nodded its head.
Fang Xi looked at it, resembling the head of a Flood Dragon but still having the fins of a fish on its belly, and couldn’t help adding another instruction, "You’ve been at the second-tier mid-grade for quite some time now, haven’t you?"
At those words, Daqing shivered suddenly, its dead fish eyes widening as it hastily shook its head.
"I don’t care... If you haven’t reached the second-tier top-grade Monster Beast by the time I advance to the mid-stage of Core Formation, I’ll have you turned into fish slices!"
After putting some pressure on his Spiritual Pet, Fang Xi closed the door to the Dongfu with ease.
A layer of multicolored Prohibition emerged and instantly disappeared into the stone door.
With a thought, Fang Xi connected to the "Treasures of All Heavens."
The next instant, he was in another World!
Great Liang.
"The power of this Supreme Treasure is indeed inconceivable..."
He murmured to himself, looking around.
What came into view was a Dongfu opened up in the wild, within which lay a giant white lump, occupying most of the space.
"Taisui... take good care of our home."
This Dongfu was randomly excavated by Fang Xi in the Great Liang World’s wilderness, mainly serving as a stopover point for interdimensional travel.
Taisui, who had been transported from Dragon Fish Island, was also well placed here.
"Eat well, fatten up... you’ll be needed again next time."
Fang Xi was much more amiable towards Taisui than he was to the Azure horn Fish Dragon, smiling as he advised his Spiritual Pet.
Yes...
Taisui was actually Fang Xi’s Spiritual Beast.
Moreover, it was the only one in the Da Liang World to have signed a Master-Servant Contract and still be alive...
"Last time, I sent Taisui over, then returned..."
"I finally have the time to take a good look at this Great Liang World... I wonder if my Martial God Sect is still around?"
Calculating the days, it’s been nearly a hundred years since the last time...
Although Fang Xi had given some instructions and made arrangements, and had even left behind a batch of ’Beast Blood Pills’ in reserve, the Martial God Sect must have already exhausted them.
Whether it still exists now is truly questionable.
Besides that, the most important thing, without a doubt, is the Monster Tree!
From the information Fang Xi got from the old ghost, combined with his own judgment, he estimated that the offshoots of the Demonic Monster Tree were incapable of producing the ’Eternal Green Body’.
To obtain this kind of Dao body, a higher Spiritual Vein is needed, as well as a more powerful Monster Tree!
The matter of the Spiritual Vein is easy to address, but the Monster Tree undoubtedly leaves only one choice!
"The Ancestral Demon Tree... That really could be somewhat troublesome."
"In the Da Liang World, once a demon advances to the ’world-ending’ level, it vanishes without a trace..."
After decades of absence, the Monster Tree had already nearly grown to the third order.
And now... it’s probably reached the ’world-ending’ level, right?
Fang Xi took a deep breath, stepped out of the Dongfu, and rode the Yi Wood Divine Light, transforming into a green rainbow that broke through the sky and left.
With just a few flashes, he arrived at the edge of the sky, and then disappeared from sight.
...
Sky Beam City.
This city is a large one in Yong State, where martial virtues have always been held in high esteem, especially since the governance of the Martial God, it has become even more prominent.
Walking casually on the streets, one could see Martial Artists with swords and sabers on their belts.
In tea houses and taverns, most are dressed in tight and strong attire, and the topics of their spirited discussions are matters of the Martial World.
However, for the common folk of today, the Martial World is the court, and the court is the Martial World, and the two have become inseparably intertwined.
"Let’s talk about ’Long Yujiao’, she truly is a heroic woman of her generation, practicing martial arts since the age of nine, becoming a Martial Artist by twelve, a Martial Teacher by fifteen, reaching Martial Saint by twenty, and ranking first on the Martial God Sect’s ’Phoenix List’!"
"This lady previously acted in the battle of Yandang’s eight mountains, annihilating eighteen strongholds in a row, challenging the Grandmaster ’Ma Fei Xie’ of the heretical path, and is hailed as the most likely next Martial God!"
"Ah... If only I could be like Long Yujiao..."
A heroine wearing a bright red robe and holding a fiery red whip in her hand couldn’t help but show a look of yearning and longing when she heard others discuss this Grandmaster.
In this small tea house, there were only six or seven tables of guests.
The red-dressed girl sat at a table alone, not far away was a young man leaning against the window enjoying the scenery, also showing great interest in the discussions at another table.
There was also a customer wearing a bamboo hat nearby, tall and slender like a bamboo pole, drinking to himself, seemingly indifferent to these matters.
The girl glanced at the young man, feeling that he seemed like a pampered aristocrat who dabbled in the secular world, but without a trace of a martial temperament, and turned her head away.
At the table with spirited discussions, a horse-faced elder spoke out: "Such a peerless woman is too far out of our reach; let’s talk about something related to our city... Hasn’t our Lord Mayor been in closed-door cultivation for three months, seemingly aiming to break through to the ’Grandmaster’ realm?"
Another man in black laughed: "What Grandmaster or Great Grandmaster, those are old terms from a hundred or more years ago... Now it’s all about Martial Saint, or Great Martial Saint... In an era ruled by the Martial God, who dares claim to be a Grandmaster?"
"Once Master Zhang becomes a ’Great Martial Saint’, that’s really going to be something. Even within the Martial God Sect, he could become a higher-level core disciple, right? There might be a chance to obtain the legendary ’Martial God Big Pill’ and strive for the realm of Martial God!"
A young man at the same table’s eyes gleamed: "Martial God... with a lifespan of at least two hundred years. In history, some of the shorter dynasties didn’t even last two hundred years!"
By now, the special status of Martial Gods has gradually become widely known, and is considered common knowledge.
After all, who among the mortals present wouldn’t want to possess boundless power and live forever?
"Ah... Ever since the mysterious disappearance of the first Martial God Sect leader, that Martial Arts Myth, the Martial God Sect has been through numerous trials. It finally stabilized but is facing even tougher times. It’s said that not only has the dispensing of the ’Martial God Big Pill’ become more difficult, but its effects are also not as good as before..."
The horse-faced elder lowered his voice, a smug look on his face: "An old man of mine works in the Martial God Sect, which is why I’m privy to some inside information..."
"Old man, tell us about this Martial Arts Myth and the Martial God Pill!"
At this moment, the young man in a green robe at the window looked over with a slight smile: "Today’s expenses in the tavern, this young master will cover them!"
"This young master is generous... As for the first Martial God Sect leader, the tales of that Martial God Myth have already spread far and wide... It’s said that he was not only the first to break through to the realm of Martial God, but also ended the chaotic era and established the Martial God Sect... but it’s been over a hundred years, and many deeds are no longer verifiable."
The horse-faced elder sighed deeply: "But this Martial God Big Pill, back in the day, it certainly stirred up a bloody storm."
"Oh?"
The young man in green became interested: "I’ve always been home studying and haven’t indulged in worldly matters, so I know little of the affairs of the Martial Arts World. What’s the intrigue behind it?"
"Heh heh... When it comes to this, one cannot avoid mentioning the split that the Martial God Sect went through after the disappearance of its founder... It is said that a dozen years after the disappearance of that Martial Arts Myth, a great battle erupted at the headquarters of the Martial God Sect, half of Wu Jing was demolished... The cause, presumably, was to fight for the position of Martial God Sect leader and the inheritance of that Martial Arts Myth..."
"At that time... the two main factions were prominent, one led by someone with the surname Liu, who nearly subdued all Martial Gods. The other, smaller in scale, was initially led by someone with the surname Zhou, which later changed to someone with the surname Zhang... This Zhang was something else, but I dare not speak about his matters..."
The horse-faced elder poured himself another glass of wine, drinking by himself: "After all... he is the second-generation leader of the Martial God Sect, who has ruled the world for a full six years... Although, they claim that the Martial God Sect has always been under the control of that Martial Arts Myth, and that he is merely a temporary sect leader..."
"The second-generation leader of the Martial God Sect... surnamed Zhang..."
The young man in green had an odd expression on his face, talking to himself: ’Could it possibly be... Zhang Mingding?’
As for the one surnamed Liu, that must be Liu Ruyan.
It’s just that he hadn’t expected this female martial lunatic to actually lose to Zhang Mingding?
Fang Xi pondered with a thoughtful yet broadly smiling face.
Variability means there’s a possibility of gain!