Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 112

[Chapter 111 Rumors (for Baiyin)]

A few days later.

Lu Guo returned to Emerald Cliff and brought back two spirit beast bags for Fang Xi.

One of them actually tends to be water-attributed, probably because it knew that Fang Xi raised a spirit fish.

This cleverness made Fang Xi look up to him.

As long as Lu Guo can get things done and do good things… it is nothing wrong if he occasionally gets some benefits in the process.

He turned a blind eye to the little fortune that the other party had hidden away.

…

Half a month later.

Fang Xi sat under a peach tree, holding a peach branch in his hand.

His hair was jet black and tied into a bun, casually threaded through with a peach wood hairpin. He was dressed in white and was concentrating on carving the tree trunk in his hands.

Peeling, drying, carving into array patterns…

When all the processes were completed, the peach wood branch had become a flagpole for the formation flag.

Immediately, Fang Xi took out the flag woven with spiritual silk, refined the two into one, and injected magic power into them.

Buzz!

On the formation flag, lines of formation patterns lit up, forming a restriction without any blockage or failure.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi couldn’t help but smile, knowing that the formation flag was successfully refined.

The next moment, he slapped his storage bag, and two other identical formation flags emerged, as well as a small Bagua formation plate inlaid with spirit stones.

“Small maze formation, start!”

He flew out three formation flags, which spread around the pond, and cast spells into the formation.

In an instant, mist appeared and covered the area of the pond.

Various lights flashed one after another, and then the original location of the pond had turned into an ordinary wall and blue brick slabs, as if the entire pond had disappeared without a trace.

Through the array, you can also see a confused looking big black carp at the bottom of the pond…

Small Maze Formation – barely a first-class, low-grade formation, it only has the ability to conceal and confuse people. No matter its range or power, it is far inferior to the Small Cloud and Rain Formation.

It is basically used by those immortal cultivators in the secular world to block the use of mortals!
But it is of great significance, it is the first formation weapon that Fang Xi has refined!

The more Fang Xi studied the formation, the more he felt that it contained infinite mysteries. He was afraid that even if a cultivator spent his entire life to study it, he might not be able to master it.

The formation is like this, and the elixirs, weapons and talismans are not much different.

Therefore, he only focused on the art of alchemy as his minor subject.

And the results are quite gratifying.

Since he can use his spiritual sense to probe into the alchemy furnace and observe the changes in medicinal properties on the spot, he has many more conveniences than ordinary Qi Refining alchemists. Fang Xi’s practice in alchemy is advancing by leaps and bounds. He has begun to try to refine first-grade lower-grade detoxification and healing pills. He is definitely not a rookie who could only refine fasting pills.

The consequence of this is that various materials are consumed rapidly.

Even though Fang Xi had been prepared, he still felt that the warehouse was running out of money…

“Perhaps… I should start making pills to earn money after I have mastered the art of alchemy?”

Fang Xi habitually hides his skills in formation.

Moreover, alchemy only requires others to bring materials, but the formation may have to be set up and debugged on site… This is completely inconsistent with his principles.

…

“master!”

A few days later, Widow Wang came to the door with an angry look on her face.

“Friend Wang, why are you so angry?”

Fang Xi smiled, seeming to be totally calm.

“It’s all those old women who slandered me behind my back and said bad things about me… I was so angry that I cursed them back!”

Widow Wang actually had a rather aggressive personality, otherwise she would not have taken her children to an outlying island to become a tenant farmer.

“Oh? What did they say about me?”

Fang Xi became interested.

“Those bitches said… said that the master was ungrateful and only cared about his own little piece of land…”

“Also, they said that the master had already been seriously injured, and if he fought, his injuries would get worse, so he didn’t dare to fight anyone…”

Widow Wang repeated the rumors one by one.

Fang Xi found it very interesting.

Seeing that he really didn’t care, Widow Wang felt that this master was really patient.

“My personal honor and disgrace are just a small matter. The key to Peach Blossom Island still lies with the island owner… What about the previous decision?”

Fang Xi asked the key point.

“It has been decided. Two months later, the island owner will personally take action and challenge the old monster with the golden teeth to a fight!”

Widow Wang’s face was filled with worry. “The bet is on the three shops in Lingkong Island Market. It’s not about winning or losing, but whether the island owner can resist the Golden Tooth Old Monster for more than an incense stick. If he loses, the contracts of the three shops will naturally be handed over. If he wins, the Golden Tooth Old Monster will never ask about the three shops again, and he will have to pay a sum of spirit stones!”

“A fight?”

Fang Xi murmured.

Ruan Xingling’s spiritual root aptitude is much better than his before, it is a top-grade spiritual root aptitude. Now, after ten years, she has at least cultivated to the ninth level of Qi Refining!
At the peak of the late stage of Qi Refining, facing a cultivator of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, the possibility of supporting an incense stick is ambiguous.

However, Fang Xi believed that since Ruan Xingling dared to propose a bet, she must have some confidence.

It is normal for the old monster with gold teeth to agree.

This is a proof of strength!

If Ruan Xingling can hold him for a stick of incense, then if a large number of cultivators fight, the disciples of Jinya Island will surely suffer heavy casualties!
Not to mention, with the help of the formation on Peach Blossom Island, the old monster Jinya will definitely not be able to take down Ruan Xingling, so he can only take a step back!
Ruan Xingling can’t be trapped on Peach Blossom Island, and there are also cultivators from Baiyu Island and Heisha Island. If the old monster Jinya gives up his face and specializes in sneak attacks on low-level cultivators, it will be difficult to deal with.

Therefore, a gambling fight of mutual compromise is the most appropriate solution.

‘The world of immortal cultivation is not all about fighting and killing. When the strength is about the same, human relationships and worldly wisdom become very important…’

Fang Xi seemed to be thinking about something and asked Widow Wang to leave.

He returned to the practice room and began to practice the “Changchun Jue” technique.

Since he had cultivated the ‘Green Wood Spirit Body’, Fang Xi’s cultivation speed had increased several times compared to before, and his mana had increased so smoothly that he could not stop!
According to Fang Xi’s estimation, with the help of the first-level spiritual vein, even if he did not take any elixirs, he would be able to advance one level in five years, and be promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining within ten years!

Continuing and breaking through mana in the late stage of Qi Refining is much more difficult than in the middle stage of Qi Refining.

If one can advance one level in five years, it means one has top-grade spiritual roots!

For example, Ruan Xingling!
She was at the seventh level of Qi Refining back then, but now, after ten years, she has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining!

Fang Xi estimated that if he still had low-grade spiritual roots, it would take at least ten years of hard training to fully master the seventh level of Qi Refining, not including breakthroughs in minor bottlenecks!

“Even if I am only forty-three years later, I will be at the ninth level of Qi Refining. If I spend another ten years, I will be able to reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. I will start preparing for foundation building at the age of fifty-three… This is already the standard for an average genius in a Qi Refining family.”

As for the disciples in the Jindan Sect?

There are many disciples who enjoy third-level spiritual veins, receive guidance from their teachers, and receive supplies of elixirs. They also have excellent spiritual roots and can perfect Qi refining in their twenties or thirties, and then try to break through to the foundation-building stage.

Fang Xi disdains to compare with them!

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Well… Actually, I can’t compare…

…

Time flies.

Two months passed quickly.

This day was the day when Ruan Xingling challenged the old monster Jin Ya.

Lu Guo got up early in the morning and wanted to go to the agreed place for the fight – a deserted reef, but he was afraid to go out because he had no one to lead him.

He had nothing, not even a flying device, so he could only swim after leaving the island…

“master!”

Widow Wang brought Xiao Hu with her, dressed quite formally: “The fight will be at noon, when do you think it would be best to set off?”

“Forget it, you guys go ahead, I won’t join in the fun.”

Fang Xi shook his head.

He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, his hair was loose, and his hands were tucked into his sleeves, looking like a carefree cloud and wild crane.

“But… this is a battle between the island masters, and it concerns everyone on Peach Blossom Island… Hasn’t the master always been on good terms with the island master? Every year around the end of the year, the island master would come to the master to taste the new wine…”

Widow Wang was a little confused.

Could it be that this Master Fang was really as the outside world said, seriously injured and dared not leave Peach Blossom Island?

Unfortunately, she didn’t dare to ask, so she could only take Lu Guo and Wang Xiaohu, control a spiritual boat, and go to the reef with the monks on the island to watch the battle…

…

After these people left, Emerald Cliff suddenly became quiet and deserted…

“Finally… they’ve all left, so it’s peaceful now!”

Fang Xi picked up the gourd at his waist, uncorked the bottle, and took a sip of peach blossom wine.

When the wine goes down your throat, a faint peach blossom scent spreads between your teeth and cheeks.

He chuckled and walked out of Emerald Cliff.

Under Fang Xi, the roots of the demon tree were growing and spreading… as if they were always following his footsteps…

…

“It’s so deserted on Peach Blossom Island now…”

Jingyue Lake.

Fang Xi took another sip of the spiritual wine and admired the view of the spiritual lake.

The lake water is clear, with lush grass and small fish and shrimps swimming around.

It is said that there are magical fish in the lake!

Although not as good as the jade carp of the Zhong family’s dragon fish, they are also fish fry that Ruan Xingling bought at a high price. Now they have gradually grown to a certain scale and can earn a large amount of spirit stones every year.

Today, Peach Blossom Island is peaceful and tranquil, and has also attracted many independent cultivators to settle here, either as guest officials or renting caves.

By the time the immortal seedlings from previous Spirit Testing Conferences grow up, they will indeed be the embryonic form of a thriving force.

There are also not many people near Jingyue Lake.

Even those who don’t like to pay attention to the fight probably have to show their loyalty to the island owner.

Fang Xi thought about it and went up to the Twin West Peak.

There was a layer of fog near the sacred place of Twin West Peak.

“First-level inferior grade – psychedelic array?”

Fang Xi was a little surprised: “You really put together a formation for Fellow Daoist Hua?”

When he saw the formation, he couldn’t help but feel itchy. He sent out his spiritual sense and began to look for weak points.

This formation is of low grade and is the worst “death formation”. Finding flaws is not a problem for Fang Xi, a formation master.

After a moment, he walked into the fog, sometimes moving forward, sometimes moving backward…

After walking two more steps, the view suddenly opened up and they came to a valley filled with the fragrance of flowers.

“Who are you?”

Fang Xi was appreciating the flowers and plants with his hands together when a clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out.

When he looked down, he saw a chubby-faced little girl with fair cheeks, two buns on her head, and wearing a pure white skirt. She looked extremely cute. She was blinking her big, shiny black eyes and looking him up and down curiously.

“As for me…”

Fang Xi smiled: “I am your uncle…”

(End of this chapter)