Ti flew by.
Qinglin Square, Cave Mansion.
"It still doesn’t work!"
Fang Xing opened his eyes, his face showing a trace of worry, "It’s almost the sumr break, no, the Hundred Stars Examination is coming, and I still can’t get started with the Great Vajra Wisdom Divine Power..."
The difficulty of this S-rank Martial Arts exceeded his expectations, no wonder Xia Long took three years!
"However, the six organs are already mostly tempered... Advancing to the Martial Arts Fourth Realm before the Hundred Stars Examination seems almost certain."
He stood up, made himself a bowl of beef porridge, slowly sipping it while reviewing the recent surveillance logs.
On the surveillance screen, there was a dilapidated cave mansion.
Of course, Fang Xing knew that this cave mansion was not dilapidated and was even covered with a mysterious array that could deceive Second Rank Demon Beasts and had survived several attacks.
It was ostensibly occupied by a Lone Cultivator among the Loose Cultivators.
In reality, it belonged to the Green Pill Workshop, the Foundation Establishnt site for the Alchemist Su Ye!
"I heard... when a Cultivator is establishing their foundation, the success rate would be higher above a Second Rank Spirit Vein... Without a Second Rank Spirit Vein, a First Rank Top Grade Spirit Vein might barely suffice, but it still requires drawing Spiritual Energy from Spirit Stones or the assistance of a Spirit Gathering Array..."
As for why Fang Xing found Su Ye’s Foundation Establishnt site?
That was naturally thanks to those surveillance devices.
"Ah? Has it finally started?"
Su Ye had been in seclusion for several months, and by yesterday, anomalies began appearing in this cave mansion.
By now, Spiritual Energy was gathering, forming a vortex.
Although small in scope, nearby Cultivators could still feel it.
"Here it cos!"
Fang Xing muttered, seeing Xiao Rui and several Cultivators from the Green Pill Workshop, all on high alert around the cave mansion.
Among these Cultivators, he even saw Hua Feiyue and Han Qingyun.
Alas, Fang Xing had no intentions of getting acquainted.
He only owed Hua Feiyue the favor of about ten Spirit Stones a month; clearly, Su Ye could offer much more and better.
Now, these two had apparently joined the Green Pill Workshop; there was no need for him to complicate things any further.
Nearby, so Loose Cultivators, attracted by the scene, so were bowing toward the cave mansion, kneeling and pleading desperately, others seed eager to try...
"Grandfather, what are we doing here?"
Ding Hongxiu gripped a damaged Magic Artifact and looked around warily.
She felt that the Cultivators around her seed like hungry wolves!
"We’re here to protect the way!"
Ding Bushan, holding his liquor gourd, was extrely serious, "Over these days, you’ve seen that staying within the square is just a slow death... To survive, we must venture out! But for Qi Cultivation Stage Cultivators to travel the Wilderness is death! Only by following a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator do we have a slight chance of survival..."
"Is there really no one coming to save us?" Ding Hongxiu’s eyes were full of despair.
Her cheeks were gaunt, clearly having suffered a lot.
"Maybe the Golden Core Sect from the outside world will co, but it would be for the Secret Realm, not to rescue us... For a Jiedan Cultivator, a few years in seclusion passes in a blink... What seems a short ti to them is unbearable for us."
Ding Bushan, old and cunning, had now rallied a few like-minded Cultivators and approached the Green Pill Workshop, "Is that Miss Xiao Rui? The old man is here to protect the Senior’s Foundation Establishnt. If I cannot cross, I’ll stand guard at the outermost periphery!"
He glared viciously at other Loose Cultivators, "I want to see who dares to cut off the livelihood of the people in the square!"
As for whether the Foundation Establishnt Cultivator would take them along?
Even if a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator wants to cross the Wilderness, they need a few to scout or accompany them!
Basically, they’re volunteering as cannon fodder!
As Loose Cultivators, they were long accustod to staking their lives on a slim chance of survival.
The real question now was whether the Senior could succeed.
"Sister Hua..."
Among the guards of the Green Pill Workshop, Han Qingyun quietly approached Hua Feiyue, "What do you think?"
"If it were normal tis, those Loose Cultivators would have pounced already... But now, as the young lady establishes her foundation, they hesitate, obviously wanting to attach themselves to us, to escape from this place..."
Hua Feiyue’s expression was serious, "This can be considered unity... Establishing a foundation in a land with Spirit Veins is the advantage of location... The Golden Feathered Demon Bird just visited three days ago, and according to its habits, it won’t return for another ten days to two weeks, that is the right timing... With the right ti, place, and people all set, it all depends if the young lady can successfully establish her foundation."
Boom!
Finally, the swirl of Spiritual Power surged entirely into the cave mansion, and everything beca calm.
"Arrived too late!"
Among the Loose Cultivators, a Qi Cultivation Late Stage Cultivator regretted internally, keeping a straight face: "We ca only to extend our greetings, congratulations to the Senior for the successful Foundation Establishnt!"
With the phenonon ended, there were only two possible outcos, success or failure.
He finished the niceties first, and if the other party failed the Foundation Establishnt, he could then take action.
Creak!
The door of the cave mansion burst open, and a green-robed, masked woman walked out indifferently, her aura deep, carrying the pressure of a Foundation Establishnt Level.
With just one glance, the nearby Loose Cultivators were all shaken and bowed deeply, "Congratulations to the Senior for the successful Foundation Establishnt, may you enjoy eternal blessings and attain longevity!"
"Su Ye has successfully established her foundation, thank you all for coming to witness this event... Hm?"
Su Ye’s eyes shifted beneath her veil as a surge of mana suddenly emanated from her body, startling everyone else; they thought Su Ye was about to take imdiate action.
However, in the next mont, with a grasp of her bare hand, several mana hands erged, seizing every beetle and flying bird hiding on the roof, within wall crevices, and in corners: "What exquisite puppetry technique, undetectable by any mana fluctuation. If I hadn’t developed my Divine Sense, I might not have discovered them..."
Cultivators at the Qi Cultivation Stage can only inspect internally, checking only jade scrolls and storage bags at most.
But for Foundation Establishnt cultivators, Divine Sense is different; it’s an elevation of Spiritual Sense, capable of observing everything within oneself and the area around dozens of ters, making everything crystal clear.
Under Su Ye’s current sweep of Divine Sense, these birds and geckos, although lifelike, are intricately chanical inside, evidently not living creatures.
What intrigued her more was that these puppets showed no sign of mana, undetectable by anyone other than Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
Boom!
Boom!
The next mont, the drones in the mana hands self-detonated, bursting into balls of firelight.
"Hm? They self-destructed?"
Su Ye was slightly surprised.
"Senior, would you like us to take action and root out these hidden enemies?"
Having gambled successfully, Ding Bushan stood tall and spoke a bit louder.
"No need, I already have so guess as to who this person might be... Thank you all for coming to protect this event, I have arranged for so light refreshnts at another courtyard; please honor us with your presence..."
Su Ye spoke with a cheerful tone, her voice seemingly filled with joy.
Even the Loose Cultivators with ill-intentions were invited.
"Since it’s the senior’s invitation, we naturally won’t refuse."
The cultivator at the late stage of Qi Cultivation exchanged glances with the others, finally agreeing.
Soon, the news of Green Pill Workshop’s young owner’s successful foundation establishnt swept through Qinglin Square like a storm...
After everyone left, ten ters away from that cave mansion, the ground suddenly flipped open, and a pitch-black beetle crawled out...
"Early Foundation Establishnt, the range of Divine Sense is about ten ters, or roughly 33 ters, right?"
Inside the cave mansion’s basent, Fang Xing pondered as he sipped his beef porridge.
The Divine Sense range of a Foundation Establishnt cultivator relates to realm, cultivation technique, and even individual constitution.
Moreover, there are those postnatal items and elixirs that open the purple palace and enhance Divine Sense.
Today, he didn’t mind revealing himself, insisting on attempting surveillance solely to obtain firsthand data.
’From Su Ye’s performance, all puppets within 33 ters were discovered and eliminated...only those beyond seem to be safe, which seems to corroborate this point.’
’However, I should be wary of her potentially feigning ignorance...she might have already detected my beetle puppet but pretended not to know...’
’Is this what a Foundation Establishnt cultivator is? It’s said that a Foundation Establishnt cultivator’s mana transforms into liquid True Yuan, with a single drop equating the total mana of a late Qi Cultivation Stage cultivator...’
Fang Xing assud the Hidden Tiger Stance, practicing his technique while thinking.
’After her successful foundation, Su Ye will surely leave, perhaps this is the last wave of escape... Should I follow her to the Fertile Wilderness?’
Quickly, he made up his mind: ’I won’t go!’
Those Loose Cultivators want to flee because their lives are in jeopardy!
But Fang Xing, being cautious and taking refuge in Chuying Star when danger looms, had his security more or less assured and didn’t face issues like food shortages.
He could then wait for the major sects to clear the path themselves...
Even in the worst-case scenario, if everyone outside abandoned Qinglin Square, Fang Xing could still silently cultivate to the Courage, Outer Realm, and even the Martial Arts Golden Core before venturing out by himself!
’To place hope in others is cowardice and foolishness; I only believe in myself!’
’This is also... my Martial Arts!’
Roar!
The next instant, a tiger’s roar seed to echo in Fang Xing’s ears.
Hidden Tiger Realm—Achieved!
He touched his forehead, feeling another wave of spiritual power congregating in the Mud Pill Palace.
"Dragon Intent Realm, Hidden Tiger Realm...both obtained, each purging of the Realm greatly benefits the Mud Pill Palace, solidifying the foundations for the future."
Fang Xing ticulously savored the Hidden Tiger Realm, feeling his Inner Breath surge once more under the influence of both powerful Realms!
"The progress through the six organs has accelerated as well..."
[Hidden Tiger Stance: 1/400 (Master)]
Glancing at his attribute bar, Fang Xing nodded quietly.
"Beyond Master Rank, proficiency becos increasingly difficult to improve... However, for the sake of the future Golden Core foundation, I must continue practicing the Dragon Tiger Realm daily."
Fang Xing checked the progress of other martial arts, noticing his Dragon Elephant Skill had reached 89/100 (Skilled), prompting a slight smile.
"Once the Dragon Elephant Skill is mastered, I might actually ask Su Ye for so guidance..."
"But then again, it might be useless,I’d probably just get thrashed... After all, once she takes to the skies with her physical body, all I can do is gape."
As for using things like the ’Flying Talisman’? How different would that be from humans strapping on wings to compete with birds?
Based on Fang Xing’s current experience, if he wants to kill a Foundation Establishnt cultivator, he must approach stealthily and decide the battle with a single move!
Reviews
All reviews (0)