Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 171

[Chapter 170 Black Market (Subscription Request)]

Bai Ze Fairy City.

As time went by, news from Wandao Lake in the distance continued to reach Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling’s ears.

It is said that the coalition forces of Song family monks raided Wandao Lake and almost wiped out Taishu and other three families.

After all, as the leaders of the alliance that rules the Thirty-Six Islands, these three families cannot escape the charge of communicating with the evil cultivators.

And ‘Ye Sanren’ was also confirmed to be the remnant of ‘Mie Tian Meng’ and was wanted throughout the country of Yue.

It is said that this person has reached the middle stage of foundation building, and has several powerful magic secrets. When he broke through the siege, he killed and injured many Song family cultivators, and even a Song family foundation building cultivator was seriously injured…

Song Qing, the young master of the Song family, was furious and used more ruthless means to cleanse the entire Wandao Lake. It was said that every cultivator had to go to the “Questioning Platform” for interrogation, and no one could be missed. However, many hidden masters of the evil sect were caught.

Many of the island owners who came to power after the fall of the Longyu Zhong family were defeated this time. The entire Wandao Lake was flooded with blood, and it was said that the lake surface was dyed red…

…

Bibo Cave.

Ping-pong…

As the hammering sound ended, a rough draft of a magic weapon was forged.

Fang Xi took a quick look and directly set up a formation, imprinting magic patterns on the magic weapon.

“It’s done!”

After a busy period, he looked at the iron shield in his hand and nodded happily.

He held the iron shield magic weapon and injected a little magic power into it.

Buzz!

The iron shield roared and a fireball was released.

“The inheritance you received is good. These array patterns have the effect of turning decay into magic… The materials used for these magic tools are generally used to cast low-grade magic tools. After the array patterns are imprinted, they are comparable to ordinary mid-grade magic tools.”

Ruan Xingling sighed on the side: “What a pity… it’s just a clever idea.”

When you reach the foundation-building stage, magic weapons are completely useless.

During this period of time, Ruan Xingling was responsible for forging the embryo, and Fang Xi was responsible for imprinting the array patterns.

After a long period of exploration, Fang Xi felt that he had a deeper understanding of the magic patterns of the fragment world.

When you actually forge a spiritual weapon in the future, you will have more ideas and be able to do it with ease.

As for the issue of leaking secrets?
Ruan Xingling is not a formation master, so it is difficult for her to see too many secrets.

What’s more, they are just some magic patterns of Qi Refining level. A person who has built his foundation can easily keep secrets of this level.

No matter how wildly Ruan Xingling’s imagination worked, she could only think that Fang Xi had obtained some unconventional inheritance, and it was impossible for her to associate it with such an outrageous thing as time travel.

“Thank you for your hard work during this period…”

Fang Xi put away the magic weapon and smiled at Ruan Xingling.

Ruan Xingling did not practice during this period of time. She just forged a rough draft of the magic weapon and let Fang Xi continue to try to imprint the magic patterns.

For a second-level weapon refiner, this is a complete loss.

“Brother Fang, why did you tell Xing Ling all this?”

Ruan Xingling smiled sweetly.

The two walked out of the weapon refiner, asked Ruan Dan to prepare the banquet, and began to enjoy it.

“Unfortunately… although Brother Fang’s formation pattern is good, it is too broken and incomplete… it is difficult to form a greater power.”

Ruan Xingling drank the green bamboo wine and sighed to herself.

“Well, I have some ideas… You have also seen my golden shears.”

Fang Xi picked up a piece of monster meat with chopsticks. This was a first-level monster from the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range. After being cooked by the spiritual chef, the meat was soft and elastic, with an indescribable flavor that was truly irresistible.

“Combination of magic weapons?!” Ruan Xingling’s eyes lit up.

“Exactly… Unfortunately, the special formation pattern of that inheritance is too broken… I am trying hard to try some new combinations.”

Fang Xi grabbed the wine glass and took a sip.

In fact, he was waiting for Qinglang to come into contact with the ‘Xunfeng Spiritual Pattern’!
This is the key to truly upgrading the power of the magic weapon!
However, with a long life span, there is no need to rush this matter.

Anyway, Qinglang will gradually improve and come into contact with the supreme inheritance of the Black Mountain Tribe.

…

After the banquet, Fang Xi slowly walked back to Taohua Pavilion, secretly thinking.

“The power of the Golden Dragon Shears is average among the lower-grade spiritual weapons. They will be useless in the future!”

“I’m not used to using scissors either… It’s time to refine a powerful spiritual weapon.”

After all, the ‘Qingmu Changsheng Gong’ is not good at fighting, so it can only enhance the strength of the cultivator from other aspects.

“It’s just right. I can imprint the magic patterns and spiritual patterns of the fragment world on it… and make a fine spiritual weapon!”

“Considering the carrying capacity, and leaving enough room to add other spiritual patterns or even treasure patterns in the future…it would be best if the material is a third-level spiritual wood!”

“It’s time to start paying attention.”

The third-level spiritual wood is extremely rare and precious, but Fang Xi will need it sooner or later.

After all, when he forms a pill in the future, the magic weapon will at least require this level of materials to refine!
For cultivators of wood-based techniques, magic weapons are generally made of high-level spiritual wood as the main material.

Fang Xi was thinking this, and just as he entered the Peach Blossom Pavilion, he saw Wei Yixi rushing towards him, his eyes red: “Uncle… my home is gone…”

Seeing this, Fang Xi fell silent.

Peach Blossom Island is also in Wandao Lake, and there was no escape this time, so he didn’t pay much attention to it.

“What happened?”

He said a few words of comfort and then asked some questions.

“The Song family occupied the entire Wandao Lake, and then announced that they would select a casual cultivator to build a foundation, support him to become one of the seven great families of Yue State, and rule the entire Wandao Lake… A message has been sent to the entire Yue State a few days ago, and all the spiritual island deeds that have not been confirmed within the fixed period will be invalidated!”

Wang Xiaohu, who was standing next to him, also had tears in his eyes.

He just received news that his mother was fine in the Demon Cultivator Rebellion, but many of his relatives and friends were affected and died tragically…

“As expected of the Song family, they always act in a domineering manner.”

Fang Xi sighed, and then looked at the two of them: “What’s a mere spiritual land? As long as the people are still here, there will always be a chance to take it back in the future…”

In fact, he felt that with the wisdom of immortal cultivators, no one would go against a foundation-building cultivator just for a Peach Blossom Island.

Therefore, Wei Yixi’s worries were completely in vain.

“Even…if Xing Ling takes this opportunity to return to Wandao Lake…it might even be possible for the Song family to support her as one of the seven great families of Yue State, replacing the original position of the Zhong family. It would be a step to heaven…”

After all, Ruan Xingling is a native of Wandao Lake, and the other island cultivators are very accepting of her.

“It’s a pity… it’s still a muddy water.”

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Out of caution, Fang Xi decided to wait and see.

Anyway, he certainly wouldn’t be in a hurry to go back. As for Ruan Xingling?
This girl is smart, so she wouldn’t be like that either.

Even if Ruan Xingling made other choices, Fang Xi would not give up his principles for her.

…

Three Forks Mountain.

This mountain is located a hundred miles east of Bai Ze Fairy City and is almost within the Wanshou Mountain Range.

The ground nearby is completely bare, with only three protruding peaks that are very easy to spot.

Moreover, there are absolutely no spiritual veins or the like here, and only some wild beasts are active here.

One day, a pitch-black fog rose up and enveloped the middle peak of Sancha Mountain.

Then, all kinds of concealed lights gathered here from all directions.

This is the base chosen by the black market in recent times.

On this day, Fang Xi also concealed his figure, wore a bamboo hat, and rode a black cloud to the entrance of the black market.

“This fellow Taoist… wants to enter the black market?”

The two masked late-stage Qi-refining cultivators guarding the entrance first took a quick glance out of habit, then felt the fluctuations of Fang Xi’s magical power that had been suppressed to Qi-refining perfection by the ‘Breath-Containing Technique’, and their expressions became more serious.

“Exactly!”

Fang Xi casually threw out a token, which was the token he had purchased from the Immortal City.

“Well, it’s confirmed. Please come in… Fighting is prohibited in the black market. Once you leave, we will not acknowledge the authenticity of any goods…”

The monk on the left gave a reminder and waved his hand to send out a magical power.

The black fog dissipated, revealing a passage.

Fang Xi nodded and strode into the passage.

The passage was very short and it didn’t take long to reach the end, which was a platform on the top of a mountain. There were no buildings and all the cultivators were setting up stalls like independent cultivators.

There were a small number of monks with their heads covered and their bodies hidden, walking around the stalls.

Everything looks simple, but the items on the stalls are bizarre.

Various magical materials, unconventional magic tools, and even female cultivators’ furnaces and cauldrons… were all openly displayed for sale.

Many of them are “forbidden items” in Bai Ze Xian City!
But this is the vitality of the black market.

“The ‘blood-grudge silk’ made from the sacrifices of boys and girls born on the yin years, yin months, yin days and yin hours… this is the best material for making the magic banner…”

“Ghost Face Dates, only two hundred spirit stones each, selling at a low price…”

“Corpse refining, plenty of it, cheap and easy to use…”

…

Fang Xi walked around casually and saw many magical treasures and artifacts.

Mu, Yue and Wu countries are all righteous forces, and they do not allow the appearance of evil cultivators or evil forces in the open.

But it is said that in a country further south, there is a great demon sect that rules the country, and the people under its command are all like ants, confronting the major righteous sects of the Yuan Kingdom.

“Unfortunately… nothing to my eyes.”

After Fang Xi walked around, he selected a few stores and sold all the magic materials in Situ Jia’s storage bag, earning more than two thousand spirit stones.

Then, he stopped in front of a stall selling martial arts techniques.

“Why… Daoist friend is also interested in my magic technique?”

The monk setting up the stall was not wearing a hat and had a strange appearance. He had three pigtails on his head and his face was full of overlapping wrinkles. He did not look like a decent person.

“I am somewhat interested in the secret arts…”

Fang Xi casually picked up a jade slip and saw the incomplete spell in it – ‘Hundred Illusions’, a secret technique that could conceal one’s body shape, change one’s face, and even slightly modify the aura of magical power.

“This secret technique is quite good, how much is it worth?”

“Two hundred spirit stones. I swear it’s the original.” The old man with three braids smiled and showed his yellow teeth: “Here, I have all kinds of magic secrets, that’s all you need…”

“Oh? Is there anything that consumes lifespan?”

Fang Xi’s eyes lit up and he asked casually.

“Your hobby is quite peculiar…” The old man was speechless: “Isn’t the purpose of cultivators like me to live forever?”

“My family is training assassins, so tell me if you have any?” Fang Xi’s voice was filled with a hint of impatience.

(End of this chapter)