Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 286

[286. Chapter 286 Showdown (asking for monthly ticket)]

A few months later.

The entire Dajing cultivation world was buzzing with the news that the Mu family’s supreme elder, Mu Wanlong, had successfully condensed his infant, which really shocked many cultivators.

Who is Mu Wanlong?
Although he was once the head of the first Jindan family, his cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Jindan. Later, it was said that his cultivation level was half-wasted and he lived in seclusion in the family, and the Mu family declined as a result.

How is it possible that one can suddenly condense the Nascent Soul and become a True Lord?

However, the celestial phenomena and thunder tribulations within a radius of a hundred miles could not be concealed at all, and immediately caused the Dajing immortal cultivation world to boil.

On Baihua Mountain.

When Mu Wanzhang and Mu Qingshi were finally unable to withstand the pressure from Qiankun Dao, and sent out hundreds of sound transmission notes tremblingly, but no one in the cave responded, they finally gritted their teeth and pushed open the door of the fourth-stage cave.

A scene that stunned them happened.

The cave was completely empty, with no sign of ‘Mu Wanlong’ at all.

Even the soul lamp belonging to Mu Wanlong in the ancestral hall disappeared…

…

at the same time.

The distant Qi State.

“Taking away Mu Wanlong’s soul lamp is to give the Mu family an opportunity… From now on, their family will have a Nascent Soul ancestor in the Schrodinger state.”

Fang Xing controlled the sword light and flew away.

It didn’t take long before they arrived outside the gate of Tianjian Sect.

He stared at the mountain protection formation, smiled slightly, and the light of escape became vague and went straight into the Tianjian Sect.

…

Jiange.

Broken Sword Master Kong Fengge still had a sad face, looking towards the direction of the wasteland: “I wonder if the Grand Elder can successfully kill the ‘Green Water Cold Dragon’?”

Although the Green Water Cold Dragon was only of the lower fourth rank, its water escape technique was amazing. With the help of the Bi Bo Cave’s geographical advantages, it made it difficult for many righteous Nascent Souls to attack it.

Now it has become a huge mountain that stands in the way of the righteous path of reclamation.

This is also a problem of coordination among Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although several Yuanying Zhenjuns would be able to defeat the Green Water Cold Dragon if they joined forces, it would be very difficult to kill it.

It is even more difficult to kill without any loss.

Because the Yuanying Zhenjuns of the righteous path are not on good terms with each other, they have to be on guard against each other’s dirty tricks.

When there is mutual restraint, there are concerns.

The same situation happened to the Demonic Path. They were stopped before the Black Cloud Mountain and were fighting a fierce battle with a fourth-level bear monster.

“Fortunately, the various sects of the righteous path have reached an agreement now… Each sect will take turns to open up new land, and everything gained during this period will belong to their respective sects.”

“With the strength of the Grand Elder in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it shouldn’t be a problem for him to kill a fourth-order lower-grade Azure Water Frost Dragon… Unfortunately, there are not enough Jindan sword cultivators in the sect now, otherwise it would be safer to form a Zhenwu Seven-Star Sword Formation to help.”

Just as Kong Fengge was thinking, he suddenly heard a voice behind him:

“Oh? The little dragon is still alive?”

“Who are you? Are you trying to play this joke on me?”

Kong Fengge was surrounded by a sword energy. He spat out a broken sword magic weapon, flew forward for a distance, and then turned around.

He couldn’t imagine the level of cultivation of the person who could break into the sect’s formation silently and lurk beside him.

But when he actually saw the person coming, he glared at him: “Are you… Junior-Martial Brother Fang Xing?”

He was very impressed with this true swordsman in the sect, and even wanted to recommend him to Chu Kuangtu to become his disciple.

It’s just that the Supreme Elder wants to observe it for a while longer, at least until the pill is formed.

Afterwards, this swordsman went out to travel and explore, probably to the Dajing immortal world.

But I didn’t expect that when we met again, it would be under such circumstances.

“Nephew?”

Fang Xing sneered, and released his Nascent Soul-level consciousness, instantly covering the inside and outside of the Tianjian Sect. “It seems that Senior Brother Chu is not here. Junior Brother Kong, please contact Senior Brother Chu as soon as possible. I want to see him… and remember to keep it a secret.”

As he spoke, a wave of Nascent Soul Stage magical power flashed by.

The overwhelming spiritual pressure made Kong Fengge’s face change drastically: “Nascent Soul?! Impossible… How long have you been out?”

He suspected that he was possessed and was seeing hallucinations.

Or… was this true disciple possessed by a Nascent Soul Master while he was out?
Compared to the other party condensing a Nascent Soul in a few decades, being possessed by a Nascent Soul cultivator seemed to be a more reasonable explanation.

“Stop talking nonsense and get to work!”

Fang Xing chuckled.

He was being honest this time. Anyway, there was no threat in this uncultivated and barren land.

But the training that Tianjian Sect had given him before, from living in the cave to forming the golden elixir, as well as the “Great Freedom Mysterious Gold Sword Classic”, were not false, and he had to acknowledge this favor.

What’s more… he didn’t want to give up his identity as a disciple of the Tianjian Sect.

Because if he wants to venture into the vast sea of immortal cultivation in the future, with this layer of skin, it will be much easier to contact the Tianjian Sect’s superiors.

He did not forget that the many Nascent Soul sects that opened up the Great Wilderness were actually branches of the several major immortal sects in the Vast Sea Immortal Cultivation World!

In those upper sects, there might be cultivators who have reached the state of transformation, or even cultivation techniques for the realm after transformation!
For Fang Xing who wants to walk the path of immortal martial arts, this is very important!

The key point is that they are not his own disciples, so why should they teach him the fundamental Dafa?
Even if Fang Xing wanted to snatch it, he couldn’t beat the Divine Transformation cultivator.

If you can’t beat them, you naturally have to join.

Besides, he was originally a monk of a legitimate branch. It would save a lot of trouble if he obtained the inheritance with this identity.

“Yes, please wait a moment, senior!”

Kong Fengge bowed and agreed, with an expression of respect that Fang Xing had never seen before.

In the world of immortal cultivation, judging seniority by one’s realm is indeed a good custom.

…

A few days later.

Outside the Tianjian Sect.

A barren mountain.

Fang Xing was waiting silently, and he could sense a sharp sword light approaching in his spiritual sense.

The sword escape he performed was extremely fast, even faster than his own.

We were a hundred miles away before, but in the blink of an eye we arrived at the barren mountain.

The sword light faded, revealing a man in a gray robe with broad shoulders and long narrow arms. It was Chu Kuangtu.

His spiritual sense swept over Fang Xing, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face: “Are you really Fang Xing? Or which fellow Taoist?”

Obviously, Chu Kuangtu also didn’t believe that Fang Xing could be promoted to the Nascent Soul stage in just fifty years, and suspected that this outstanding disciple was possessed by some old monster.

“Brother Chu, I am really Fang Xing.”

Fang Xing smiled.

“hey-hey……”

Chu Kuangtu sneered and suddenly raised his hand.

Swish!
A sword light fell and turned into stars in the sky. One of the purple stars suddenly shone brightly!
Chu Kuangtu practiced the “Ziwei Sword Canon”. Ziwei was the master of all the stars. He swung his sword and the stars in the sky moved with it. It was a state of sword power!

Not only that, the Ziwei sword intent leads the stars, and with one move, there really is a feeling of oppression as if the stars in the sky are crushing you.

This supreme elder is indeed a sword cultivator, he really does what he says!
Fang Xing sneered and also flicked his fingers.

The spiritual treasure-level rotten iron sword roared, and a ray of great freedom sword light shot up into the sky!

Not only that, inside his body, the ghost baby of all laws opened its eyes and smiled as it shot out a stream of magic power.

The combined power of the two Nascent Souls caused his mana to rise steadily. Although it was not as good as the mana of a mid-stage Nascent Soul, it was only a hair’s breadth away!
Chi Chi!

A flash of sword light appeared in the void, and the sword shone brightly, as if the sun had descended, scattering the stars in the sky.

Even though Ziwei Star is the master of the stars, under the sun, it still needs to retreat!
Countless sword lights flashed, and sharp sword energy scattered, leaving countless sword holes on the barren mountain.

“Hmm? Great Freedom Black Gold Sword Qi?!”

Chu Kuangtu held a platinum-colored sword energy in his hand, and his expression became very strange: “What you practiced is really the core technique of our sect…”

With one move, he admitted that Fang Xing had the capital to talk to him.

This is also the normal communication between Yuanying Zhenjun. Generally speaking, although the Yuanying early stage cultivator is not as good as the Yuanying middle stage cultivator, it is not difficult for him to save his life.

Only the Great True Lord in the late Nascent Soul stage, who can cultivate many incredible magical powers and secret techniques, has the ability to completely kill the Nascent Soul and is widely respected.

Chu Kuangtu tried his sword and realized that he could not do anything to Fang Xing, so he could only talk first.

This is also the reason why Fang Xing did not stay in Tianjian Sect to meet.

Chu Kuangtu is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. If he were in the Tianjian Sect, with the help of formations and holding the ‘Free Sword’, a top-level spiritual treasure, he would be unlucky and defeated even if his combat power was comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

“Brother Chu, I am not taking over another person’s body. I am really our sect’s true disciple—Fang Xing. I have been traveling outside before, and recently I was lucky enough to condense my Nascent Soul, so I returned to the sect.”

Fang Xing directly revealed his cards.

“…If one can become a Nascent Soul in fifty years, it is either the Nascent Soul taking over another body, or the reincarnation of a great being.”

Chu Kuangtu suddenly thought of something: “There is a rumor in the Dajing Immortal Cultivation World recently… Is there a cultivator in the Mu family’s Baihua Mountain who has condensed his Nascent Soul?”

“Yes, it’s me.”

Fang Xing laughed.

Chu Kuangtu fell into deep thought, and suddenly said: “The Master Feng in Linlang Blessed Land… Now that I think about it, he may not be a real Nascent Soul, but even a fake Nascent Soul cultivator cannot enter Linlang Blessed Land… It seems that this is also your trick, Junior Brother?”

Fang Xing was slightly surprised.

But it’s normal if you think about it. The Dajing cultivation world is so small, and so many major events happen.

Yuanying Zhenjun are all smart people, and once they are given a clue, it is easy to follow the clues.

If you want to quickly advance to the Nascent Soul stage, you will definitely need a lot of resources.

And in the past hundred years, the biggest loss of resources in Dajing was at Linlang Blessed Land!
“Brother, are you some great man who has reincarnated to cultivate again? It makes sense that you could quickly form a fetus with the help of the resources in Linlang Blessed Land…”

Chu Kuangtu’s sword mind was clear, and he speculated: “The fake baby cannot be brought into Linlang Blessed Land, otherwise the Wanxiang Demon Sect would have done it countless times… But Junior Brother, you have an extraordinary origin, and you must have some secret technique to bring the fake baby in, then everything makes sense. It seems that the leader of the Wind Department of the Wanxiang Demon Sect was also killed by you, Junior Brother… My Tianjian Sect must accept this favor!”

Fang Xing was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: “No matter what, I am also a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, so I naturally have to contribute to the sect. Brother, please don’t blame me for hiding it from you before.”

“Haha, every high-level cultivator has his own secrets and opportunities.”

Chu Kuangtu’s expression became gentle: “Junior Brother Fang, you are practicing our sect’s skills, and you have condensed your Nascent Soul. It is time to hold a celebration and tell the world… My Tianjian Sect has two Nascent Souls in one sect, so we should be the leader of the righteous path!”

(End of this chapter)