sinovels Chapter 125 Major Defeat
Chapter 125 Major Defeat
Chapter 125 Crushing Defeat (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)
Fang Qing strolled around the market, wondering if he should visit the various shops.
If we're lucky, we might find a rare Dao Foundation Spiritual Object.
Just then, he paused as he passed a place where decadent music was playing.
"Alas—Jin Ling'er, what a misfortune! She was assassinated outside Yanshanfang—she was only one step away from arriving in time."
"That despicable half-demon—it's said to be a traitor to our human race!"
Fang Qing scanned the area with his divine sense and heard a lot of discussion.
"Haha—after Jinling left, Huaifanglou invited another great musician, supposedly Jinling's younger sister, named 'Yinping'—she certainly has a unique charm."
Those womanizers, in the end, all let out a laugh that only men could understand.
He felt a chill run down his spine: the witch from the Hehuan Sect—he really couldn't handle her.
Fang Qing immediately decided that when she returned to Xiao Huanhai this time, she would visit several brothels to listen to music and soothe her wounded heart.
"what?"
Just then, he caught sight of a gray shadow in his consciousness, and his expression shifted: "How did this demon get here?"
In the back kitchen of Huai Fang Lou, an old fox was carrying a chicken leg out when a large hand grabbed him by the back of the neck. He had no choice but to put his hands together and beg for mercy.
Only when he saw it was Fang Qing did he relax: "You cultivator—why do you like joking with old people?"
This fox is none other than Dark Candle!
Fang Qing didn't say much. He made a hand seal to conceal his presence and led the old fox outside the market. Only then did he ask curiously, "You're just a librarian from Luofeng Mountain. How come you're on the front lines during a war? And you even went to the Hehuan Sect's territory to spy on military intelligence?"
"I was just passing by and got a sudden craving—"
Dark Candle stroked the whiskers on the narrow fox's muzzle and said, "Last time, I was with Lord Greenfly—"
That demon general saved the life of your subordinate, Old Man Xu Hei; you can't repay kindness with enmity.
"Hehe—of course."
Fang Qing put the old fox down and asked curiously, "Did you really just go to steal chicken legs?"
"Hehe—I also have other ideas. The Hehuan Sect and Moyun Cliff are in cahoots—I do want to find out some information. If I'm lucky enough to make some contributions, I can accumulate them and exchange them for Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects or Dao Foundation Pills from the tribe—thanks to the Spirit Feeding Pills you gave me in the last trade, my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and I'm finally not far from becoming a Demon General."
The old fox smiled sheepishly.
"I see—but if these two major demonic sects join forces, can your Falling Phoenix Mountain withstand them?"
Fang Qing asked tentatively.
"Hehe—you don't need to test me. Since ancient times, those great figures above the highest ranks have lived in seclusion and rarely make a move."
The old fox said, "Therefore, whether the demonic path comes from two factions or one, they face roughly the same situation—my Falling Phoenix Mountain governs eight divisions, and the Azure Bird Division, one of those eight, has almost breached Beixuan County with its attack—besides, this Cloud-Piercing Cliff isn't just coveted by my demon race alone; there's also your Secret Treasury Domain, which has sent high-ranking monks to spread your teachings, hasn't it? In my opinion, the effort is still too weak—a few Dharma Kings should have been sent!"
"But I heard that your demon race recently suffered a major defeat?"
Fang Qing asked curiously.
"That's the cunning of the Shangyong Sect—they secretly set up a [Zhenshui] formation, which is somewhat effective against the [Biyue] demon race—"
The old fox sneered again, "Heh heh—let them be smug for a while, but their smugness won't last long. Although [Zhenshui] can counter [Biyue], it is countered by [Weiyue]—the Qingling Demon General has already personally gone to the Western Liang Women's Kingdom to ask the great cultivator of [Weiyue] there to take action—they will surely be able to break through the great formation and crush the enemy's advance!"
"Western Liang—the Kingdom of Women?"
Fang Qing had vaguely heard of it; it must have been a small country inhabited by non-Han people.
However, the fact that [Dangerous Moon] counters [Zhen Water] was something he had never heard of before: "[Dangerous Moon] is so powerful?"
"Hehe—[Dangerous Moon] is the hidden moon, the yin within yin—I suppose a male cultivator like you wouldn't like it very much."
The old fox suddenly smiled mysteriously.
"Oh? What do you mean? Is the reason that place is called the Land of Women because those who cultivate the [Dangerous Moon] technique will turn into women?"
Fang Qing guessed.
With the example of the Hehuan Sect before him, he was still somewhat able to bear it.
Dunliao, the old fox laughed even more heartily: "Not so, not so—the terrifying aspect of [Dangerous Moon] lies in its embracing yang while bearing yin. As the extreme of yin, it naturally and frantically thirsts for all true yang—just a little true yang is enough for yin and yang to unite and give birth to Ling'er—in other words, if you, fellow Daoist, are affected by the [Dangerous Moon] divine power, you will not become a woman, but you may give birth to a child—and the child born will definitely be a girl!"
"Damn it—"
Fang Qing was dumbfounded and wanted to swear. He decided that if he ever saw a cultivator from the [Dangerous Moon] sect again, he would run as far away as possible.
How could something as terrifying as a man giving birth actually happen? Is there no justice or law left?
Damn it—just when I thought that's all there was to ancient Shu, it always surprised me in unexpected ways!
However, this old fox deliberately revealed this information, which can be considered as doing Fang Qing a favor.
"Thanks for the reminder, old friend."
He thanked him sincerely and then asked, "Does fellow Daoist still need Spirit Nourishing Pills? Just a few more Purple Mansion Technique Manuals will suffice in exchange—"
With the Dao-Born Pearl, Fang Qing's need for high-level techniques is virtually limitless.
Unexpectedly, Anzhuzi shook his head upon hearing this: "I am merely an ordinary librarian—I can barely peruse and copy those unimportant miscellaneous books, or even Dao Foundation scriptures—but anything involving the Purple Mansion is strictly managed, and if I violate this rule—I don't want to be skinned alive and made into a fox fur coat—"
"Then last time?"
Fang Qing was somewhat puzzled.
"Last time, it was because the Azure Dragon Demon General was interested in you that he specially approved the trade of a cultivation technique—"
The old fox rolled his eyes: "If I were to become the master of the Langhuan Library someday, I could continue trading—"
"Then I wish you success in your endeavors."
Fang Qing clasped his hands in a fist salute, saw the old fox off, and then fled south without a second thought.
Since everyone knows that Beixuan County is dangerous, he would be a fool to continue staying on the border.
The wind howled past his ears, but Fang Qing's expression was somewhat strange: I had consulted the oracle before—this north should be a level place, how could it have changed so drastically?
"The only variable seems to be the recent addition of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom?"
"The one who could deceive me last time was someone who involved divinity. Could it be that this operation involves a powerful figure above the Purple Mansion level?"
Just as Fang Qing captured the old fox.
Inside the Huaifang Building.
Yin Ping'er smiled sweetly as she greeted two distinguished guests.
One of the two distinguished guests was dressed as a monk, with dark skin.
The other one was covered in golden rings, with a graceful and alluring figure and skin as smooth as milk, making her just as beautiful as Yin Ping'er.
"Myofeng Mingzi, Qingjing Mingfei—please!"
Yin Ping'er affectionately linked arms with Qingjing Mingfei, saying, "As soon as I see you, elder sister, I feel an extraordinary sense of kinship."
"Sister, is it the same? Little sister Yinping, would you like to discuss the path of the union of form and emptiness with your sister?"
Consort Qingjing drank a cup of wine and laughed, "It's not impossible, but we should wait until we subdue that heretic—that heretic is truly cunning. He pretended to flee south, causing Miaofeng and me to be delayed for several months on our journey south, and we even had to fight with a Dao Foundation Establishment member of the Yin Corpse Sect—"
"Every cultivator must have a lineage and a master—" Yin Ping'er said solemnly, "The person you are looking for, sister, should be a Foundation Establishment cultivator—such a person is traceable and cannot appear out of thin air—that person should have visited Tingfeng Tower three months ago and even listened to a song here, but unfortunately did not stay overnight—"
"Back then, this building was managed by my younger sister, Jinling'er. It's just a pity that she wasn't lucky enough to survive; she was assassinated by a half-demon—"
As Yin Ping'er finished speaking, two lines of clear tears streamed down her face, making it difficult for any man to suppress his tenderness.
Miao Fengmingzi, seemingly indulging in wine and women, suddenly spoke stiffly: "We are only here to subdue the heretics on the orders of our master—we will not interfere in your affairs of the demonic path and the demon race."
Wasn't it said that most people in the Ming Dynasty were dull and rude? There are actually a few talented ones among them!
Yin Ping'er cursed inwardly, and was about to try to persuade her again when her expression suddenly changed: "This is—"
These three Foundation Establishment cultivators could no longer suppress the trembling in their bodies, and transformed into streaks of light, landing in the sky above the market.
"There's no mistake—this is the evil energy of the Earth element. A True Person of the Purple Mansion who cultivated the Earth element in the North has perished—could it be that True Person of the Shangyong Sect?"
Consort Qingjing carefully examined the aura, her expression changing drastically: "Didn't you just say that the demon race was attacked by the [Zhen River]?"
"The great formation blocked our way, causing countless deaths and injuries? How come even Purple Mansion cultivators are suddenly dying in battle?"
Yin Ping'er's expression also changed drastically: "For a Purple Mansion cultivator to perish, it must have been a Purple Mansion Grand Master who made the move—that Grand Master of the 'Azure Bird Division' was clearly already restrained—could it be the other eight divisions that intervened?"
A cultivator in the late stage of the Purple Mansion realm can be called a Great True Person!
This title is similar to the "Great Cultivator" in the Little Ocean. Anyone who reaches the later stages of cultivation can be called a Great Cultivator of the Same Realm, and can easily kill early-stage cultivators.
In the recent ancient times when True Lords did not appear, if the Purple Mansion True Man was an important force influencing the situation of a region...
That Grand Master of the Purple Mansion already has a bit of the feel of a chess player.
"Walk!"
These three cultivators also knew that once Beixuan County suffered a major defeat, the routed army would soon reach Yanshanfang.
The Azure Bird Clan cultivators and their army would likely follow, and they immediately transformed into streaks of light, fleeing south.
Even Yin Ping'er gritted her teeth, abandoned her vast family fortune, and fled with the two Mingzi and Mingfei.
She could see clearly that these two were unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the demon race, and it was impossible for them to sell her out to curry favor with the demon race at this time.
"Hehe—Little sister, you're chasing after me so closely, are you reluctant to leave your older sister?"
Consort Qingjing smiled sweetly and touched Yinping'er's face.
"That's right—please, sister, save my life."
Yin Ping'er pleaded pitifully, which made Miao Fengmingzi turn his head in surprise.
He then looked behind him and saw that the vast Yanshan Ward was now deserted, with numerous cultivators scattered like birds and beasts. He couldn't help but feel joy: "Even the Great Master has made his move; this battle will surely result in heavy casualties. Could it be that the opportunity for the great prosperity of our Brahma Dharma is about to arrive?"
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