Cultivating Immortality in a World of Chaos - Chapter 248

[Chapter 247: Passing Away (Congratulations to the Silver Alliance!)]

‘But having said that, I’m afraid you did this for your own status, right?’

Yan Dongqing looked at Yan Changkong, his lips moving, but he never said this.

Yan Changkong looked at his face and sighed, “To be honest, I did this for my own selfish reasons, but if my status in the sect is improved, wouldn’t it be good for you and the Yan family? We are from the same family, so wouldn’t I take care of you on the battlefield? And Bai Ze Xiancheng has been glorious for hundreds of years, how many spirit stones and resources have it accumulated?”

Yan Dongqing was only slightly moved when he heard this, and sighed, “Uncle Changkong, there’s no need to say more… I will introduce you to the island owner. As for what happens next, my nephew has little influence, so you need to tell it yourself…”

…

A few days later.

Dragon Fish Island.

On the top of Changqing Pavilion, Fang Xi was having a pleasant conversation with Yan Changkong.

“I see… If this high-level ghost cultivator dies, he would be of some use…”

Fang Xi’s face was full of thought.

“That’s right…” Yan Changkong smiled: “I have seen in an ancient book of the sect that if a high-level ghost cultivator dies, it is possible for ‘Soul Crystal’ to appear. This thing seems to be useful for certain specific demon cultivators. It is also one of the important raw materials for ancient cultivators to make high-level puppets…”

“What a pity… How difficult is it to kill a high-level ghost cultivator? Even if you kill them and obtain the ‘Soul Crystal’, in the Three Kingdoms’ immortal cultivation world, it seems that no one has heard of any family that has inherited puppetry techniques above the third level…” Fang Xi shook his head, took another sip of spiritual tea, and said to Yan Changkong: “Fellow Daoist Yan, come and try this ‘Ice Spirit Fruit’. This spiritual fruit was originally a specialty of the ‘Snow Flame Island’ and has always been famous in Wandao Lake…”

As a result of the ghost disaster, the monks from Snow Flame Island fled to Dragon Fish Island with a few fruit trees and presented the fruit trees to Fang Xi. Now they are considered a specialty of Dragon Fish Island.

Although these small Qi-refining families and sects inherited from Wandao Lake may look ordinary, those that have survived to this day all have one or two unique skills. Now, all of them have been trained by ghosts to drive fish into the abyss, which has greatly enriched the heritage of Dragon Fish Island.

“Thank you!”

Yan Changkong picked up an ice spirit fruit and saw that the fruit was pure white with only a hint of golden patterns on the surface. It tasted sweet and delicious in the mouth, and then there was a pure spiritual energy that went down the throat with an icy feeling. The taste was indeed not bad.

Unfortunately, he never said what he wanted to say.

The owner of Dragon Fish Island avoided the question every time and seemed to be slippery, which made Yan Changkong feel depressed.

After drinking a few more cups of spiritual tea, he finally couldn’t help but speak: “…I heard that fellow Taoist lived in Bai Ze Immortal City for some time, but I have heard a rumor that when Island Master Fang just established his foundation, he seemed to be treated lightly by the Immortal City…”

“This Yan Changkong, do you think I am Yan Laoqi? I bring my own food to help you fight for your life and death for your path?”

Fang Xi sneered in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged: “It’s just a small misunderstanding, Fang has already forgotten it…”

“But fellow Daoist, you must know something about the wealth of Bai Ze Immortal City, right? That Taoist Master Bai Feng received great kindness from our Xuan Tian Sect’s Patriarch Jiang, but he betrayed us on Emerald Island, which really chilled us… Our sect has issued an order to prepare to conquer Bai Ze Immortal City!”

Yan Changkong asked righteously: “Wandao Lake is part of Yue State. Since you are the master of Wandao Lake, I wonder…”

“Uh… Daoyou must have made a mistake.”

Fang Xi smiled and shook his head: “I am definitely not the master of Wandao Lake. I can only manage a mere Dragon Fish Island. As for other matters, I have to discuss them with Fellow Daoist Ruan and Fellow Daoist Liu. One person cannot make the decision…”

He is a person who values material benefits more than fame.

The reason why he didn’t want to accept the nickname of the Lord of Wandao Lake was not only because he didn’t want to compete with Ruan Xingling, but also to avoid this kind of thing.

When Yan Changkong heard this, his expression suddenly darkened. He must have known that there was no chance that his plan would succeed.

He rolled his eyes and said with a smile: “If that’s the case, then let’s leave it at that… But I wonder how many talismans you still have in reserve, fellow Taoist?”

“Oh? I wonder how much you want?”

Fang Xi’s eyes lit up.

Yan Changkong was silent for a while, then reported a shocking number: “…I bought so much, the island owner must give me a discount.”

“This is natural…”

Fang Xi nodded repeatedly, knowing in his heart that this should be considered war procurement?
It seemed that Xuantian Sect was really going to attack Bai Ze Xian City?

I don’t know why the old master Zhang Zhusheng is so confident.

After all, even if Master Bai Feng passed away, with Ouyang Zhen’s perfect foundation, holding a third-level magic weapon, and guarding the third-level forbidden formation in Bai Ze Fairy City, he would definitely be more difficult to deal with than the Song family back then.

…

The tense atmosphere in Bai Ze Fairy City, like a tide, permeated the world of immortal cultivation in the Three Kingdoms.

Many independent cultivators chose to leave home to avoid disaster, just like they did last time, bringing another wave of chaos to the cultivation world of the Three Kingdoms.

Fortunately, thanks to the ghost disaster, few monks were willing to come to Wandao Lake, so life in Wandao Lake remained the same as before.

Although, apart from Fang Xi, even the cultivators in the late stage of foundation building all felt that instead of facing the ghost disaster, it would be better to let a large number of independent cultivators in to cause trouble for a while…

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed…

Bai Ze Fairy City.

On the snow-white Baifeng Mountain.

In the Bai Ze Palace, Ouyang Zhen stood beside a seat made entirely of white jade, with a hint of sadness on his originally mighty face.

Yuan Feihong, his fellow apprentices, and the guests stood below and saluted: “Master has passed away… Bai Ze Immortal City cannot be without a master for a day, so we invite Senior Brother Ouyang (the head) to take the seat of the city master.”

“You are too polite, I am just following my master’s orders to temporarily take over the position of city lord…”

Ouyang Zhen did not sit down, but a purple light flashed in his eyes, and he replied: “The city is now busy with many affairs, and the most important thing is the affairs after the death of our master… In addition, the vigilance of several formations must be strengthened, and the city is under full martial law. Any cultivator who dares to cause trouble will be killed directly!”

“yes!”

A group of fellow apprentices and guest officials responded one after another.

“Everyone go down and do your own thing… Even if Master passes away, I will still hold up the sky of Bai Ze Immortal City.”

Ouyang Zhen said loudly.

Seeing everyone bowing and leaving, a strange color flashed in his eyes and he uttered several telepathic messages.

A moment later, Ouyang Zhen came to a secret room.

When I entered, I saw several foundation-building monks already waiting there.

Yuan Feihong was among them and said, “Brother… you kept us here, it seems like you have something else important to do?”

“That’s right. I got the news… Xuantian Sect has already started mobilizing. I’m afraid they are preparing to attack our Bai Ze Immortal City…”

Ouyang Zhen sighed and told a piece of news.

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“Could this… be fake news?” The master had just died and this kind of thing happened. Even though he was an expert in foundation building, he felt a little uneasy.

“It can’t be wrong.”

Ouyang Zhen waved his hand and said, “The Xuantian Sect is making a big fuss this time, but in fact it is just a threat… Ever since the news of our master’s poor health spread in Bai Ze Immortal City, many independent cultivators have left… If the news of the Jindan Sect’s attack spreads, I’m afraid nine out of ten independent cultivators will run away…”

He showed a bitter smile on his face: “Perhaps this is the purpose of Xuantian Sect, to weaken the strength of the Immortal City as much as possible…”

After all, Bai Ze Xian City is a city of independent cultivators and a city of trade… Once the independent cultivators and trade are lost, only these foundation-building cultivators and guest officials will be left to guard a dead city!

This miserable prospect immediately made every foundation-building cultivator present look unhappy.

“Don’t worry, everyone. As long as we guard the center of the formation and rely on the third-level formation, Xuantian Sect can’t do anything to us…”

Ouyang Zhen took out a number of glowing formation flags and said, “The guest officials we originally recruited are no longer trustworthy. These formation flags can control part of the power of the formation. Each of you will hold one. When the time comes, you will guard the center of the formation and monitor the other guest officials. It’s up to you… As long as you hold on for three years, there will be a turning point!”

After the other fellow apprentices left with their own thoughts, Yuan Feihong did not leave. Instead, he stayed: “Senior Brother Ouyang…”

“how?”

Ouyang Zhen raised his head and looked at Yuan Feihong calmly.

“Master’s instructions before he passed away clearly weren’t like this…” Yuan Feihong thought about it and said it out loud.

Master Bai Feng relies on Ouyang Zhen the most, but he likes his little disciple the most, and has told both of them many of his arrangements.

Originally, according to Master Baifeng’s idea, he should let his fellow disciples completely surrender to Yiling Valley, or even abandon Baifeng Immortal City and go far away to Yuan Kingdom.

But after Ouyang Zhen came to power, he didn’t mention any of this, which was really…

“What? Do you think I am blinded by greed and want to defend Bai Ze Immortal City to the death?”

Ouyang Zhen had a half-smile on his face.

“No, Junior Brother doesn’t dare.”

Yuan Feihong shook her hands hurriedly.

“Alas… Junior Brother, you don’t know how difficult it is to be a free cultivator. If we take refuge in Yiling Valley, we will be living under someone else’s roof. If we go to Yuan Country, we will be displaced from now on and will no longer be as powerful as we are now. Moreover… are you willing to hand over the foundation left by Master to others?”

Ouyang Zhen asked back.

Yuan Feihong was stunned, then shook his head. This place was filled with his most beautiful memories, so how could he be willing to give it up?

“That’s it… Senior Brother is not obsessed. In fact, I have already contacted Master’s good friend, Master Bai… In just three years, he will be able to come and take over Bai Ze Immortal City. This is also one of Master’s arrangements. After much thought, I finally chose this path.”

Ouyang Zhen thought about it and decided to use his telepathic consciousness to transmit a little secret.

“What?”

Yuan Feihong suddenly looked up, a hint of ecstasy appearing on his face.

He also knew that Master Bai Feng had a good friend named Bai in Yuan State, and they were close friends. He didn’t expect that Ouyang Zhen could actually convince the other party.

“That Master Bai was just held up by something, but he has already informed me that he will be here within three years!”

Ouyang Zhen continued to transmit his spiritual consciousness: “So Junior Brother, you can rest assured… Within three years, Xuantian Sect will not be able to break through the formation.”

“Then why didn’t senior brother announce this good news?” Yuan Feihong thought of a suspicious point.

“Humph, isn’t it to guard against those guests? They are respectful when Master is around, but when Master is not around, they might cause trouble…”

Ouyang Zhen snorted coldly: “This is a good opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop while they jump out! What’s more… this matter needs to be kept secret, otherwise if Yiling Valley knows about it, it’s possible that they will sabotage it… Their relationship in Yuan Kingdom is much stronger than our Bai Ze Immortal City.”

“Senior brother, you are wise.” Yuan Feihong was convinced, but for some reason, a layer of doubt arose in his heart.

This Senior Brother Ouyang was very good in other aspects, but his attitude towards the guest officials was a little…

(End of this chapter)