Chapter 198 - 160: 12 Yuan Beasts
Chapter 198 - 160: 12 Yuan Beasts
The battle began as suddenly as it ended. Fang Qingyuan had barely unleashed the Fourth Transformation of his Five Elements Reincarnation Divine Techniques before the Qi Refining Loose Cultivators could no longer hold on.
When the thirty-foot-tall illusion of a slant-eyed tiger appeared, the four remaining Qi Cultivation Cultivators were on the verge of collapse. They each used every last trick they had, desperate to escape this Eternal Hell. However, Fang Qingyuan had no intention of letting them leave.
The Tiger Spirit was of the metal element, making it incomparably sharp. When Fang Qingyuan used the Three-inch Tiger Spirit to manifest the slant-eyed tiger, it killed a Mid-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivator in a single pounce.
Finishing off the rest was just a matter of a few more pounces. These Loose Cultivators were just getting by in Black Sand City. They had no powerful Magical Artifacts or potent Cultivation Techniques, relying solely on their numbers to rob lone Cultivators. Once they encountered a disciple from a major sect like Fang Qingyuan—one who was maxed out on Cultivation Techniques and Divine Techniques—they didn’t stand a chance.
A short while later, the four Cultivators had all met a bitter end. Only one, a Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator, remained, still trapped within the swarm of several thousand Scorpion-tailed Bees. But soon, he too collapsed to the ground under the effects of the poison.
In that short span of time, two Late-stage Qi Cultivation and three Mid-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivators had died at Fang Qingyuan’s hands. His expression remained indifferent. He quickly collected the bodies into his Immortal Mansion, then took Jinbao and used the Earth Escape Technique to speed off in a random direction.
After Fang Qingyuan left, the poisonous vines were gradually reduced to ash by the scorching flames, slowly erasing all traces of the battle.
Several other Cultivators heard the commotion but didn’t come to investigate right away. Instead, they waited until everything went quiet, then crept over, hoping to see if there was anything to scavenge.
But when they saw the sky-spanning poisonous vines and lingering flames at the scene, they drew a sharp, hot breath, turned, and fled without a second glance.
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This time, Fang Qingyuan took several detours underground. Only after he was certain he had shaken any possible pursuers did he return to the inn with Jinbao.
Inside the room, Jinbao found a spot and prepared to sleep. It hadn’t exerted much effort in the recent fight. The Cultivators’ will to fight back had been low, and the few counterattacks they managed were easily blocked by Jinbao.
Jinbao’s main task now was to protect Fang Qingyuan during battle. With it around, Fang Qingyuan could cast his Magical Divine Techniques without worry.
The transformations he had just used were merely some of the simpler methods from the *True Scripture of the Five Spirits Transforming Balefulness and Refining Form*. An Earth Tier Upper Grade Cultivation Technique was not limited to such a small display of power; Fang Qingyuan’s Magical Power and cultivation level were simply insufficient to execute its more advanced transformations.
Fang Qingyuan let the drowsy Jinbao curl up. He inspected the Array and, finding no signs of tampering, went to the bed. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sent his soul into the Immortal Mansion.
Upon entering the Immortal Mansion, the first thing he saw was the five corpses of the Qi Refining Cultivators laid out in a row. Fang Qingyuan stripped their clothes and began digging pits in the Black Land nearby.
’I kill them and I bury them. Could there be a more responsible Cultivator than me?’
Fang Qingyuan praised his own moral standards as he cast the spell. ’In comparison, the poor souls who died at these guys’ hands probably had a worse fate than these Tribulation Cultivators.’
After burying all the Cultivators in the Black Land, Fang Qingyuan began to sort through his spoils. With his current soul strength, it took him only a short while to undo all the restrictions placed on the Tribulation Cultivators’ storage bags.
But upon opening them, Fang Qingyuan was somewhat disappointed. ’Seriously? The combined wealth in all five storage bags doesn’t even add up to ten thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones. No wonder they were poor enough to resort to robbery.’
Looking at the Magical Artifacts the Cultivators used, Fang Qingyuan couldn’t find a single one above Tier One. ’To end up in such a state... they’re a disgrace to their peers in the Southern Border.’
’The Cultivators of Black Sand City are quite a bit poorer than those in the Southern Border,’ Fang Qingyuan mused. ’From what I’ve seen, the Magical Artifacts they use are generally low-grade. Even Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivators only use Tier One Middle Grade Magical Artifacts. Anything slightly better is treated like a precious treasure, rarely shown to others.’
Fang Qingyuan continued to rummage through the Cultivators’ belongings, mentally complaining about the pitiful loot. But as he sifted through the items, a peculiar object caught his attention.
It was a Magical Artifact shaped like a small black knife. Its grade was low—only Tier One Lower Grade—but it contained a significant amount of Demonic Qi. It was a Demonic Magical Artifact.
Looking at the Magical Artifact, Fang Qingyuan felt he had seen something similar before. After a few moments of thought, he finally recalled from the depths of his soul that he had obtained two similar items in the past.
So, Fang Qingyuan went to one side of the Immortal Mansion and began rummaging through a pile of items. These were all things he had acquired over the years. Many were strange and unusual, and since he couldn’t immediately determine their true value, he hadn’t been in a hurry to sell them. Instead, he collected them to deal with later.
After going through a dozen or so boxes, Fang Qingyuan found what he was looking for. He opened it and saw two identical black daggers lying quietly inside.
Fang Qingyuan placed the two black daggers next to the newly acquired black knife for comparison. He found that their shapes were very similar, but in terms of quality and craftsmanship, the small knife was not as refined as the daggers.
He had acquired these two black daggers seven or eight years ago as spoils of war during a trade run to Cliff City. To get them, he had even killed two masked Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivators.
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