Ti flowed like water and in the haze of monts, over two years quickly passed by.
Within the underground cave beneath Five-Finger Peak, where the Five Elents Evil Points were located.
Fang Xing, the original body, sat cross-legged holding a crystal imbued with "Five Elents Evil Qi."
In the cave, there was a faint sound of dragons and elephants roaring, his skin glowed with a golden hue, and the noise of a mighty river surged from within his body.
His vigorous vitality, like a lting furnace, caused the temperature within the cave to keep rising.
A speck of gold light erged from Fang Xing’s abdon and continued to expand, like a golden sun shining brightly.
Within the radiance of the golden sun, his figure beca faintly transparent, and seventy-one colorful points of light erged within his body.
Having obtained a large number of Sha Qi Crystals, after over two years of arduous cultivation, he had successfully condensed seventy-one evil acupoints!
Even the last light point began to flicker in and out of existence.
Ti passed, uncounted...
Boom!
With the final multi-colored light point erging, seventy-two points shone brilliantly inside Fang Xing, scattered like stars in a grand cosmic sky, carrying a mysterious charm.
He opened his eyes, and all extraordinary phenona disappeared at once.
"Seventy-two evil acupoints, all achieved!"
"Martial Arts indeed progresses far more rapidly than the Immortal Path!"
A slight smile appeared on Fang Xing’s face, "What’s more critical is... I am still an ’Immortal Martial Artist’... Once a breakthrough in Martial Arts is achieved, it can nourish the Immortal Path... Now, my original body’s cultivation level has far surpassed that of my avatar."
Over these two years, the Cultivation Avatar had not been idle either. With the help of a Third Rank Spirit Vein and Supre-grade Elixir, it had cultivated to the mid-stage of Foundation Establishnt, a speed worthy of an unparalleled genius.
Yet in front of Martial Arts, it was still insignificant.
He glanced at his attribute bar:
[Na: Fang Xing]
[Age: 28]
[Profession: Immortal Martial Artist]
[Sixth Realm: Golden Core (72/84)]
...
[Gate of All Heavens: 99/100 (Locating)]
...
"The Gate of All Heavens is just a matter of a few days now, I wonder which world I will be sent to?"
Anticipation surfaced in Fang Xing’s heart.
...
At Five-Finger Peak, atop the Gold Elent Peak.
This peak was abundant with Gold Attribute Spiritual Energy, a favored place for the Cultivation Avatar to seclude itself.
On this day.
As the original body attained a breakthrough, the Cultivation Avatar also leisurely concluded its seclusion, waving a sleeve.
A gold mana hand appeared, snatching several Sound Transmission Talismans.
"I didn’t expect that since establishing the ’Five Elents Sword Formation,’ I would beco the custodian of this place..."
Fang Xing looked at the Sound Transmission Talismans, finding that most of them contained battlefield reports.
The Mu Sha Sect’s direction had still not fallen despite the unrelenting support from the Wanxiang Sect, and Fu Hongyi’s sword edge had been blunted.
Conversely, the Heavenly Waterfall Sect’s region had finally been taken down a year ago.
But with Mu Sha Sect standing firm as an immovable nail, without its removal, the real commanders dared not venture deep into enemy territory, attacking the Blood River Palace or Zhen Huan Dao... even making incursions into the Southern Domain.
"I’m rely on the periphery of the battlefield... while the Heavenly Sword Sect and Wanxiang Sect are on the flank of the entire Righteous and Demonic battle..."
After joining the Heavenly Sword Sect, Fang Xing’s horizons broadened, and he understood the magnitude of the world.
For instance, east of Qi Country there lay a place called ’Da Jing.’
The Da Jing Immortal Cultivation World was vastly larger than Qi Country, rich in Cultivation Resources, with several Nascent Soul Sects standing side by side, and where the intertwining of the Righteous and Demonic paths led to continuous battles.
Compared to Qi Country, that realm was far more intense.
Of course, even in the Da Jing Immortal Cultivation World, the Heavenly Sword Sect was still a premier Immortal Cultivation Sect.
Even Chu Kuangtu was tacitly acknowledged as the foremost Nascent Soul on the Righteous Path, all due to the power of his Flying Sword.
’If the Supre Elder had killed the Wanxiang Sect’s Nascent Soul old demon earlier... there wouldn’t have been so many troubles.’
’Alas, defeating a Nascent Soul Cultivator is hard, but killing one is even harder!’
The old demon of Wanxiang was by no ans weak among the Demonic Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Furthermore...
’In such a world of imnse power where Nascent Soul old monsters are the chess players, when do they need to fight directly? To risk life and limb?’
’With a lifespan of a thousand years, wouldn’t it be a huge loss to die? Hence, at most they engage in a tentative exchange of spells. As long as there isn’t a significant difference in cultivation, you won’t see a fight to the death...’
’As a result, the war drags on and becos the norm...’
’Even if Wanxiang Sect eventually loses, they’ll probably just cede so resources with minor pain, and the ones suffering most are still Zheng Country and the Five Sects and Ten Countries.’
Therefore, after obtaining the Five Elents Evil Acupoints he wanted, Fang Xing had been taking it easy.
The Sect respected his wishes too, ordering him to oversee an area without transferring him to the Mu Sha Sect frontline.
Reportedly, although major fights were rare there, the frequent killing among low-rank cultivators, and even the fall of Core Formation masters made it terribly vicious.
"I might as well honestly accrue my combat achievents here and exchange them for Heavenly Gang Qi at the Sect..."
Now that Fang Xing had perfected the condensation of evil acupoints, he was considering breaking through the Gang ridian.
Heavenly Gang Qi was even rarer than Earthly Evil Qi, but being a major Nascent Soul Sect, the Heavenly Sword Sect still had so reserves.
Fang Xing could exchange them for his combat achievents.
Besides, he could also sell a great number of Spirit Stones at various Immortal City auctions.
Currently, he already had five tails of Qiantian Qinggang Qi, each ticulously chosen.
If he didn’t limit himself to specific types of Heavenly Gang Qi, he could proceed even faster.
But for Fang Xing, the purer, the better.
While pondering, he caught another Jade Talisman, his expression subtly changing.
A mont later, a small sword flew out of the cave mansion and landed sowhere in Five-finger Peak.
...
Half a day earlier.
"Kill!"
"Don’t let him escape!"
Dozens of miles away from Five-finger Peak.
An intense chase was unfolding.
The cultivator being pursued wore a Qingxuan Sect-marked green magic robe.
Chasing him were several cultivators in blood-colored robes from the Blood River Palace.
Although Fang Xing had taken down Five-finger Peak, absorbing the many Foundation Establishnt forces that had previously submitted to the Five Elents Sect was not a simple matter.
Thus, over these past two years, the forr territories under the Five Elents Sect could not exactly be described as war-torn, but sporadic chaos erupted every so often, resulting in significant casualties among Fang Xing’s own cultivators.
In terms of the ferocity, it was only slightly better than the main battlefield.
Nurous cultivators perished, and even more were drafted from Zheng Country.
The true rough jades, after enduring brutal refinent, were now emanating resplendent brilliance.
"Go!"
As Han Qingyun fled toward Five-finger Peak on his flying sword, he reached into his storage bag and scattered several green spider puppets behind him.
Squeak squeak!
These thumb-sized green spiders rapidly inflated midair, becoming enormous, blocking the path of the pursuing Blood River Palace disciples—each one a low-grade, first rank puppet.
"rely low-grade, first rank puppets."
The leading Blood River Palace disciple sneered as a blood moon-like magical artifact flew out from his side.
Puff!
A flash of blood-red brilliance sliced through the green spider puppets as effortlessly as cutting through tofu, the Blood Moon Magical Artifact easily bisecting them without slowing their chase by even a fraction.
"If you keep chasing, you’ll reach Five-finger Peak, where the Law Enforcent Team often patrols... The leader must be a Foundation Establishnt cultivator; do you still dare to chase?" Han Qingyun shouted as he fled desperately.
Indeed, the title of a Foundation Establishnt cultivator proved more useful than the puppets.
The team of Blood River Palace disciples hesitated and slowed their pursuit.
But the leader was resolute: "Today... you will die!"
He bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed out a mouthful of essence blood to speed up his blood-colored light even further, quickly gaining on Han Qingyun.
Seeing this, Han Qingyun could only sigh and throw another green spider puppet behind him.
"Ha-ha! You’ve run out of puppets... Let’s see what tricks you have left now."
Without a second thought, the Blood River Palace disciple manipulated the Blood Moon Magical Artifact to tear through the green spider puppet.
But this ti, inside the belly of the green spider puppet, there was unexpectedly a talisman!
"A second-rank treasure talisman?! "
The Blood River Palace disciple was horrified, wondering why he hadn’t seen this Qingxuan Sect cultivator use it before.
He tried to turn away, but it was too late.
With the sound of a dragon’s roar...
Countless streams of water appeared around him, swirling into a vortex that swept him up...
A second-rank, low-grade talisman—Water Dragon Roar!
Han Qingyun sighed, canceling a spell, allowing his mana to expand rapidly, reaching the perfection level of Qi Cultivation.
Furthermore, talismans flew out from his sleeves one after another, different talismans combining and faintly forming an array!
"Ah... It’s a high-level Qi Cultivation expert! And with an array of talismans? That’s equivalent to Foundation Establishnt combat power!"
The remaining Blood River Palace disciples imdiately turned to flee.
They all felt incredibly frustrated.
Previously, this little Qi Cultivation cultivator seed so easy to handle.
Had they known he was hiding his true strength, they wouldn’t have pursued...
Unfortunately, there are no ’ifs’ in life.
A deluge of talismans descended, with the terrifying fluctuations of mana spreading far and wide...
Monts later, the land was pockmarked with craters.
Han Qingyun, bending over, dug out a slightly deford token from the ground with difficulty: "A Blood River Sect... inner sect disciple token? It’s worth a bit more than an outer sect, can be exchanged for quite a few battle achievents..."
A flicker of excitent was in his eyes.
With these battle achievents added to his own savings, as long as he could borrow another amount from his fellow sect brothers or Uncle Su, he would have ’ten thousand].
On the ranking of battle achievents, the price of a Foundation Establishnt Pill was also just ten thousand battle achievents!
Just then, a group of Law Enforcent Cultivators flew over, led by a short, plump elder with a goatee, who always looked jovial.
Seeing the terrain around him, his pupils shrank slightly; then he swept his divine sense and said with a smile, "Is this Han Qingyun, my nephew?"
"Han Qingyun, at your service, Uncle Zhang!"
Han Qingyun, seeing an elder from his own sect, felt bitter inside as he ca forward to pay his respects.
"Never mind that... Sensing a mana disturbance nearby, I imdiately ca over, hoping to lend aid only to find it’s you, my nephew Han..." Uncle Zhang was amiable and even invited Han Qingyun to board their flying boat and return to Five Peaks Mountain together.
’This is bad... if it were other loose cultivators at the Foundation Establishnt, I could stand my ground based on being a Qingxuan Sect disciple, at least to protect myself, but with fellow sect mbers...’
Han Qingyun inwardly lanted, ’Getting swindled by ones’ own people is the worst.’
Because his biggest backer, the Supre Elder of the Qingxuan Sect, was also the backer of this elder.
Moreover, the elder was a true Qingxuan Sect cultivator and didn’t hold much regard for outsiders like him.
Yet now he was welcod with a smile, which was downright chilling!
Whoosh whoosh!
The wind howled fiercely!
Uncle Zhang chatted with Han Qingyun amiably about the situation on the battlefield, then with a hint of concern said, "Your Uncle Zhang has been assigned to guard a spirit vein and needs to leave next month... Sigh, the only thing that worries is my cousin’s son. He already has five thousand battle achievents; just another five thousand and he’ll be able to apply for Foundation Establishnt..."
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