Chapter 314: Chapter 312: The Battle of Magic Repair (Request for Subscription)_1
"This is..."
"The Spirit Qi Vortex unique to the moment when a Taoist Foundation cultivator breaks through a major realm..."
"Quick... go inform the temple!"
Outside the desolate residence, a group of ordinary Prime Taoists looked at the compass in their hands and saw the scene inside the desolate house, immediately turning pale with shock.
Normally, Cultivators absorbing spiritual energy for cultivation doesn’t cause such a commotion.
But breaking through a major realm is different.
The range is just that for Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but when a Core Formation Cultivator breaks through, the event is clearly visible within a radius of dozens of miles.
As for the celestial phenomena associated with the Nascent Soul breakthrough, it is said to affect a hundred miles...
Yu Hua breaking through to Foundation Establishment at this time was akin to adding a spark to a city filled with gunpowder.
Before long, two streaks of light descended, revealing a goat-bearded Taoist and another crowned woman.
"Indeed there is a Taoist breaking through..."
The goat-bearded Taoist looked at the woman beside him: "Junior Sister, what do you think? Could this person be related to the missing Hua Ying?"
"How would I know? But the old ancestor was furious before, ordering us to enforce martial law in the city. Now that this person is hiding here, we need to give an explanation to our Skinless Temple."
The crowned woman replied indifferently, her face as cold as ice.
In a flash, the two figures entered the desolate house.
Immediately, they saw a handsome young man sitting in the pavilion, pouring and drinking wine by himself.
"Who might you be, sir? Are you the protector of that Taoist who is breaking through?"
The goat-bearded Taoist couldn’t gauge the depth of the handsome young man and asked cautiously, his tone very polite.
"Protector? Sort of..."
Fang Xi toyed with the wine cup: "People from the Skinless Temple? Step back..."
"You..."
A flash of anger crossed the woman’s face, her heart filled with bitterness: ’The old ancestor of our temple hasn’t ascended yet... These foreign Taoists are already stepping on our heads one after another, it’s infuriating!’
"Still not leaving?"
Fang Xi snorted coldly, a formidable aura of magic power descended, causing the goat-bearded Taoist and the woman to turn pale and retreat several steps.
"We apologize for not recognizing the Master’s presence, please forgive us..."
The two exchanged glances, knelt immediately, and in their hearts cursed the person who sent them here seventeen or eighteen times.
If they had known a Master was here, they wouldn’t have dared to come even if they had eight times the courage!
"Oh?"
Just then, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi converged and surged crazily into one of the rooms.
Fang Xi let his Divine Consciousness sweep throughout and suddenly smiled: "Has the breakthrough succeeded? Good... let’s settle all matters today."
"Settle, settle what?"
No sooner had the goat-bearded Taoist formed the thought in his mind than his chest was pierced by an arm.
The one who made the move was that Master!
"I..."
A bitter smile appeared on his lips as he was about to use the "Skin Shadow Skills". For a Cultivator who practiced this skill, there were no vital spots left on his body.
Alas...
Whoosh!
Before the goat-bearded Cultivator could cast his spell, a burst of pale ghostly fire burned him to ashes.
The female Cultivator beside him, shocked and horrified, flickered and turned into dozens of skin shadows, scattering in all directions.
"Hmph!"
Fang Xi saw this and simply snorted coldly. The numerous skin shadows in the void clutched their heads, fell to the ground, and wailed in agony.
The room door creaked open, and Yu Hua emerged, brimming with Foundation Establishment-level magic power, his face filled with joy. Seeing Fang Xi, he immediately bowed solemnly: "I can never repay the grace of the Master for aiding my ascension..."
"You’re quite lucky. Just after your Foundation Establishment breakthrough, someone knocks on your door. This woman is for you to deal with."
Fang Xi laughed heartily, his form suddenly rising to the sky.
Without any concealment, his Core Formation-level magic power spread wildly, even causing the entire city to tremble under the accumulated might of the Master.
"It’s the Master!"
"The foreign Master... has he made a move?"
"Why would he do this, the Master of the Skinless Temple has not yet passed away..."
Several hidden Divine Thoughts intersected throughout the city, all confused, while the common folk only saw a streak of black Escape Light soar into the sky, heading towards the Skinless Temple!
"Master of the Skinless Temple...come out!"
Fang Xi stood aloft, hands behind his back; were it not for the faint demonic light around him, he indeed appeared to be a figure of the Righteous Path.
The Skinless Temple below was already in chaos.
"It’s the Master... why has a Master come?"
"Weren’t the Masters early in reaching an agreement with us... that Yushi shall not take action?"
The Taoists were thrown into disarray and could only look towards the deepest part of the Taoist Temple.
There, a sudden surge of blood radiance soared, dyeing half the sky red. The dark red twilight covered the sky like a Sea of Blood.
Amidst the Sea of Blood, an old man with high cheekbones and emaciated cheeks appeared, emanating a rich blood light and Core Formation-level magic power.
"This Yushi seems quite unfamiliar, may I ask which forest he comes from?"
The Master of the Skinless Temple asked solemnly, an aura of decay about him.
"I am Master Mu, I wish to borrow something from the Temple Master, I hope you will agree."
Fang Xi laughed heartily.
Having ascertained the strength of the city, he acted with fearlessness.
"Oh? And what might that be?" The Skinless Temple Master’s face had already turned somber.
"It’s none other than your ’Boundless Blood Sea Pill’ of course!"
Fang Xi’s expression suddenly turned fierce as he shouted, "Skinless Temple Master... for the sake of crafting this pill, you have caused boundless slaughter. Today, I shall eradicate the demon to protect the Dao!"
"Master Mu... You have gone too far!"
The Skinless Temple Master was fuming with rage.
If you want my Golden Core just say so, but what’s this nonsense about eradicating demons to protect the Dao?
Do any of the Righteous Paths still exist in this world filled with Taoist temples?
With a wave of his hand, a spread of crimson auroras continuously expanded, like a sea of blood, engulfing Fang Xi.
And within the glow, menacing, massive pythons with venomous horns on their heads appeared, opening their gaping maws to bite at Fang Xi!
"Go!"
Fang Xi opened his mouth and expelled a pale aurora.
Within the aurora lay a Little White Bone Sword!
Upon facing the wind, the sword expanded and transformed into a giant blade dozens of feet in length, fiercely chopping down on the python.
Plop plop!
A gigantic snake head fell and exploded mid-air, transforming into a piece of blood-stained skin that gently drifted towards the Taoist temple.
In the temple, some Taoists created a monster wind to flee, while others, with flickering eyes, tried to snatch the snake skin, as if it were some miraculous Spiritual Pill.
"Ah... the bone sword... are you from the White Bone Temple?!"
Upon seeing the pale bone sword, the Skinless Temple Master first cried out in alarm, then furrowed his brow, "No... this is not a product of the ’Non-bone Skills’, but the real thing..."
’Do Core Formation Masters in this Red Sun World not even craft their own magical weapons?’ Fang Xi scoffed internally.
This external incarnation was a Devil Corpse, completely incapable of practicing any Righteous Path cultivation techniques, so Fang Xi made do with the ’Five Extremities Primordial Demon Skill’. He also transferred to it the Little White Bone Sword, the Three Yin Bone Banner, and other magical weapons—including several Demon Banners snatched from Demon Path disciples—and ordered them all to be sacrificially refined for protection.
Now this Little White Bone Sword, being the poorest quality magical weapon he had, unexpectedly gave the Skinless Temple Master a fright.
But Fang Xi had no intentions of showing mercy.
This person had committed boundless atrocities in the pursuit of forming his Golden Core; any method used against him could hardly be considered unjust.
He made hand incantations as demonic lights emerged, winding around the Little White Bone Sword. He then spewed a series of pale corpse flames onto the giant bone sword, pointed coldly at the Skinless Temple Master, and commanded, "Chop!"
The pale, corpse-fire-blazing sword descended instantly, tearing apart the serpents before it. As the pale corpse flames continuously seared the crimson auroras, they dissipated into black vapors and evaporated completely. This revealed the Skinless Temple Master behind them, crashing down fiercely!
"You... have gone too far!"
The Skinless Temple Master shuddered and a cloak emerged, sewn with human skin.
The skin was crystal clear, and it seemed to be etched with ant-sized characters that together formed a sinister and bloody pattern.
The massive cloak unfurled, acting as a shield before the giant bone sword.
Despite the sharpness of the bone sword, it couldn’t cut through!
Even as the Skinless Temple Master let out a cold laugh, the cloak wrapped around, enveloping the Little White Bone Sword within.
Suddenly, Fang Xi felt his connection to the sword weaken significantly.
"No matter where you come from... how dare you insult the aged ways of a Taoist! You shall atone with your Golden Core!"
Seeing that he had seized control of the opponent’s ’most powerful’ move, a smug smile appeared on the Skinless Temple Master’s face. His hands constantly formed incantations, releasing wave after wave of crimson auroras.
Within the auroras, sheets of human skin converged, forming two tall demon shadows.
These demon shadows, with red hair and sharp teeth, each bore a sinister beauty tattooed on their backs; they were the ’Painted Skin Demons’ nurtured by the Skinless Temple Master!
Not only were these demons adept in various Divine Skills and transformations, but they also had many insidious techniques. Even when facing early-stage Core Formation cultivators, they could cause considerable trouble.
With shrill laughter, the two Painted Skin Demons vanished in a flash of light.
Rip!
Behind Fang Xi, a Painted Skin Demon emerged silently, its hand outstretched with sharp claws aiming ruthlessly at Fang Xi’s back, seemingly attempting to rip out his heart.
The next moment.
The demon’s claws tore Fang Xi’s clothes, but could advance no further, as if they had met an impenetrable bronze wall and iron barrier.
Indeed, it was as solid as a wall!
This Saint’s body was already comparable to a late-stage Core Formation cultivator’s and had achieved a kind of Divine Skill physique, making it completely feasible to catch magical weapons barehanded.
This was something Fang Xi took great pride in!
"Are you trying to tickle me?"
He turned around, a smile playing across his face, then suddenly clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it forward!
Behind him, a tall demonic shadow appeared, with a thick black arm following suit with the same motion.
Bang!
A huge fist smashed down, and a pitch-black light erupted in the void.
When the light faded, the Painted Skin Demon had completely vanished!
Across from him, the Skinless Temple Master suddenly spat out a mouthful of essence blood, his hair turning white as if he was suffering from backlash injuries!
"Who exactly are you?"
He roared, and the Painted Skin Demon beside him leaped forth, tearing open his back and burrowing into his body.
This Core Formation Temple Master seemed to be reduced to a mere skinsack!
And upon being worn by the Painted Skin Demon, he transformed in an instant into an even larger blood-skinned devil, with two more fearsome arms growing under his armpits and an aura far more terrifying than before!