noffsinger Chapter 100 The Power of Sword Cultivators
Chapter 100 The Power of Sword Cultivators
Chapter 100 The Power of Sword Cultivators (A Congratulations to the Alliance Leader of Ten Miles of String Song)
"Foundation Pill!"
"Is it really a Foundation Establishment Pill?"
"Damn it—I don't have enough spirit stones. I should have known better than to buy those items."
The atmosphere in the venue instantly became lively.
Many late-stage Qi Refining cultivators gazed greedily at that blue light, as if they were looking at their own path to enlightenment.
"Five thousand!"
"Five thousand one hundred!"
"Six thousand!"
"Seven thousand!"
The rogue cultivators in the hall revealed their own resources and then quickly fell into despair.
They discovered that in terms of financial resources, they were no match for those in the private rooms who were undertaking major foundation-building and renovation projects.
"How hateful is my path!"
"Damn it—if I were to reach the Foundation Establishment stage—"
Unwittingly, many resentments secretly arise.
Meanwhile, the Foundation Establishment cultivator above remained calm and continued to raise the price.
Could the resentment of Qi Refining cultivators possibly harm them in the slightest?
"Tsk tsk—is this the allure of the Foundation Establishment Pill?"
Inside the private room, Fang Qing watched this scene with a slightly amused expression.
He has refined no fewer than dozens of these Foundation Establishment Pills, and he has consumed several of them himself, so he doesn't think they are particularly precious.
As a result, in the outside world, it's practically the lifeblood of these rogue cultivators.
Amidst the frenzy among Foundation Establishment cultivators, the price of Foundation Establishment Pills directly broke through nine thousand spirit stones and hovered around ten thousand.
"Alas, what a pity—"
"The family's spirit stones have been exhausted; we cannot raise the price any further."
"I must keep some spirit stones in reserve; this item is not for me—"
The Foundation Establishment cultivators all sighed.
"Sigh—it's all that Lord Fang Qing's fault!"
At this moment, Fang Qing heard his own name and couldn't help but ask curiously, "That Fang Qing? Are you a cultivator from the Azure Sea Sect? The former acting hall master of Pill Island?"
"Indeed, it's all this person's fault—when the Azure Sea Sect first started refining Foundation Establishment Pills, his success rate was significantly lower than that of Heavenly Cauldron, resulting in a shortage of Foundation Establishment Pills for the Azure Sea Sect, which naturally reduced the rewards for our families—"
"I believe that Palace Master Fang Qing's alchemy skills are outstanding among second-tier alchemists. When Tian Ding was seriously injured, it was a matter of necessity for him to take his place."
Another aged divine consciousness joined the conversation.
"Hmm, that old woman is knowledgeable."
Fang Qing secretly thought to himself: It seems there are quite a few discerning people out there.
"Hmph, I think the sects should be blamed the most! The Azure Sea Sect controls Foundation Establishment Pills, and the same goes for the Sea Annihilation Alliance—it should be like before, the Core Formation forces should have a good fight, both sides should be severely injured, so that more Foundation Establishment Pills and Foundation Establishment opportunities can be scattered in all directions, benefiting us, hahaha—"
Another domineering divine consciousness rang out, seemingly eager to stir up trouble.
"That makes some sense."
Fang Qing nodded, watching as the price of the Foundation Establishment Pill reached around 9,900 spirit stones, finally stopping and being taken by the cultivator in the top-tier private room.
This genuine Foundation Establishment Pill should not have originated from within the sect.
There are still some second-tier demonic beasts in the outer sea. If you're lucky enough to obtain a second-tier demonic core, you can commission a second-tier alchemist to refine a Foundation Establishment Pill.
The alchemists outside are really not very skilled; they're lucky if they can produce even one genuine product in a batch.
As a master alchemist from a sect, Fang Qing had every right to look down on these unorthodox methods.
After all, among independent cultivators, as long as they can refine a second-tier pill, they can call themselves a second-tier pill refining master.
Entrusting the Foundation Establishment Pill to this kind of alchemist is tantamount to gambling with one's life!
After the Foundation Building Pill was auctioned off, the auction officially ended.
After handing over the spirit stones and taking his own belongings, Fang Qing walked out of the venue through a secret passage.
There are several such secret passageways in the auction venue, which seems to provide extra protection for customer privacy and security.
Most of the spirit stone cash flow is gone.
Since we rarely get to go out, let's take this opportunity to visit a few more markets to sell our stolen goods—and let Xu Hei work harder over there too.
He patted his storage bag, just about to fly away on his sword, when a sudden thought struck him, a feeling of impulsiveness creeping in.
"Um?
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Fang Qing immediately activated the Plum Blossom Divination method and obtained a hexagram: "Will the wealth lost return? If I slow down my escape, will there be a very auspicious omen?"
"The interpretation of the divination should be combined with the actual situation—in this light, is there a calamity to befall us?"
"My strength is so great that I can not only turn danger into safety, but also kill the cultivators who are about to be robbed and gain rich benefits—this is auspicious."
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"The key question is—how did the cultivators target me? I'm certain I couldn't have been infected with any such technology, so—is there something wrong with the items I bought?"
His eyes narrowed slightly, and a chill suddenly ran through him.
For merchants from both sides, the most hated thing is someone who tampers with the goods they trade!
"Is it the jade slip that records the 'Shadowless Escape of the Xun Wind,' or the Qionghua Branch?"—If it's the Qionghua Branch, then that's interesting.
With that in mind, Fang Qing took out his long-unused second-tier mid-grade spirit boat and slowly flew towards Jade Island.
Just an incense stick later, he saw a group of people fighting.
Or rather, it was a group of cultivators who were hunting down a grandfather and grandson.
The grandfather and grandson piloting the yellow wooden boat were the same grandfather and grandson who had previously purchased the "Turtle Eggs of Ten Thousand Beasts".
"grandfather----"
The female cultivator turned pale with fright: "Waaaaah—Cultivating immortality is so dangerous! I don't want to cultivate anymore—!"
"I—I'll fight you to the death!"
The old man, who was at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, looked at the approaching Tribulation Cultivator with eyes practically bloodshot.
At that moment, a powerful aura of magic suddenly swept past.
What follows is the divine sense of the Foundation Establishment cultivator!
"not good!"
"A major foundation-building repair is underway!"
"A double-cross? Run!"
The group of cultivators behind them felt their scalps tingle and scattered in all directions to escape.
As the grandfather and grandson were navigating their yellow wooden boat, a white jade flying boat suddenly darted past them.
Above him stood a young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, whose sharp aura seemed to overflow.
"Immortals————"
The female cultivator gazed at the figure, who resembled a white jade deity, and was momentarily captivated.
My appearance—did it just so happen that it scared away the bandit and saved their lives?
Could it be that the grandfather and grandson were just lucky ones at that moment?
Fang Qing flew by in his white jade boat, with no intention of making any friends.
There were plenty of "chosen ones" in ancient Shu, but what became of them?
Moreover, he's quite busy; a major battle is likely to follow.
Whoosh!
Almost immediately after the white jade flying boat passed by, the grandfather and grandson saw a strange black bird fly by. Its speed was even faster than the flying boat, and there were two figures faintly visible on its back.
"Grandpa—what kind of demonic bird is that?"
The granddaughter asked curiously, "Why can't I sense its demonic aura?"
"That's not a mount or flying beast, it's a bird puppet! At least a low-grade second-tier puppet!"
The old man, being somewhat knowledgeable, quickly led his granddaughter in a different direction: "It seems they're going to chase after that benefactor ahead—alas, let's hope he's blessed with good fortune."
"Are you here?"
Sensing the magical energy fluctuations behind him, Fang Qing smiled slightly and put away the white jade flying boat.
Before long, a jet-black, second-tier giant bird puppet flapped its wings and crossed the sea!
The two cultivators atop the bird's back, one at the early Foundation Establishment stage and the other at the late Foundation Establishment stage, had pale hair and unusual features that gave Fang Qing a sense of familiarity: "You are—Lu Qianfan of the Annihilation Alliance? The second-tier puppeteer who once ambushed Cui Zhe?"
"This person—I don't know them—"
Zhou Mingjing sensed Fang Qing's fluctuations in magical power and a thought struck him: "Mid-Foundation Establishment stage—that's enough to use the secret technique Elder Lu mentioned earlier."
"Damn it, aren't they thieves from the Azure Sea Sect? Oh well—they're all the same!"
Lu Qianfan patted his storage bag, and four more puppets appeared. Two of them were turtle-shaped puppets with giant cannons extending from their backs, while the other two were wolf-shaped puppets that ran like the wind and spewed black mist.
Including that flying bird puppet, they were all at the second-tier level!
"Your Mightiness----"
Fang Qing glanced at Lu Qianfan and then looked at Zhou Mingjing: "Could it be that the Zhou family has reached the Foundation Establishment stage? — No wonder they were able to track me down; they must have tampered with the 'Qionghua Branch'?"
Although he had never met the Zhou family patriarch, the two sides had met, so it wasn't difficult for him to deduce some of the truth: "It seems that the Zhou family has secretly pledged allegiance to the Extinction Alliance, and the previous transaction was a trap."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Mingjing's face turned extremely ugly. He took out a silver mirror artifact and shouted, "Elder Lu, this person must not be allowed to leave this place alive today!"
"Haha, that's how it should be."
Elder Lu's divine sense was like a net, manipulating numerous puppets to form a small military formation.
Two of the tortoise-shaped puppets had giant cannons on their backs that fired deep blue beams of light, which even late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators dared not take head-on.
The wolf-shaped puppet roared and ran like the wind, wind blades appearing on its claws as it suddenly approached, ready for hand-to-hand combat.
"This puppetry technique is quite interesting—it seems to be more powerful when used by those with stronger spiritual sense."
Fang Qing smiled and commented, then suddenly drew his sword!
Amidst the countless stars, a sword aura appeared as if in a dream, as if shrouded in smoke and mist, accompanied by thunderous sounds echoing across the four seas.
It was the peerless swordsmanship that made thunderous sounds!
The sword energy transformed from "Slay the Wolf" was extremely condensed. It gently circled around the two wolf-shaped puppets and instantly severed their heads.
"A sword cultivator?"
"No, this power—even Cui Zhe of the Azure Sea Sect is far inferior to you!"
Lu Qianfan was startled: "Just who are you?"
Why should the dead know too much?
Fang Qing merged with his sword, and with the power of Lou Jin circulating, and the Dao foundation of the "Sharp Edge Chapter" enhanced, the sharpness of his natal flying sword reached a new level.
With a few flashes of sword light, he dodged the giant tortoise's cannon fire and arrived in front of Zhou Mingjing.
"Such a fast sword escape technique!"
Zhou Mingjing was so frightened that he quickly stuck a second-grade mid-level gold elemental amulet on himself and frantically poured his magic power into the silver mirror artifact.
This silver mirror is a family heirloom, capable of imprisoning magical artifacts and spiritual weapons—as long as this swordsman's sword is immobilized, everything will be alright.
Damn it, this person's sword escape is so fast, why is he still using a flying boat to travel? Could it be on purpose?
Zhou Mingjing felt a chill in his heart. He cast a spell, and a ball of mysterious light emerged from the silver mirror, freezing the flying smoke sword that Fang Qing had released.
Under the mysterious light, the sword, which was like smoke and mist, suddenly dispersed, revealing itself to be nothing more than a wisp of magical power.
"Where's the flying sword?"
Zhou Mingjing was stunned for a moment, and then he saw a sword light.
With a dazzling sword strike, the sword descended straight down, its incomparably sharp light tearing through the second-tier mid-grade talisman and Zhou Mingjing's own two layers of magical defense, cleaving him in two evenly from head to toe.
"This—you are definitely not in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage."
When Elder Lu saw Fang Qing effortlessly kill Zhou Mingjing in a single exchange, a chill ran down his spine. He exclaimed, "You're a late-stage Foundation Establishment sword cultivator?"
"Late Foundation Establishment stage—a great sword cultivator?"
Fang Qing almost laughed, but forcibly suppressed it: "If that's what you think, then so be it. I urge you to accept your fate!"
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