To a rogue cultivator, the most precious thing isn't a talisman or a cultivation technique, but a Rank Breaking Dan.
Just like this burly man, he had been robbing rogue cultivators and committing all sorts of crimes. He had accumulated a considerable amount of resources and pushed his cultivation to the sixth layer of spirit formation. However, because he didn't have a Rank Breaking Dan, his cultivation had been stuck at the sixth layer for many years. This couldn't be helped. He had begged his cousin many times and gave him many benefits, but he still couldn't get his hands on a Rank Breaking Dan.
The Stage Breakthrough Pill was a rare resource. To a certain extent, it was an opportunity to raise one's cultivation to the next level. Sects and aristocratic families, however, had formed a rule that strictly controlled the number of Stage Breakthrough Pills. Very few outsiders could get their hands on them.
To sect disciples, Rank Breaking Dan may be a little expensive, but to many rogue cultivators, it's impossible to buy.
Of course, this isn't absolute. If you're willing to spend a lot of money, you can still buy it. However, the price is usually more than ten times more expensive.
Because of this, when the burly man saw the light yellow Dan in Fang Xing's palm, his breathing quickened.
"This Dan … will young master really give it to me?"
The burly man's voice was trembling and his breathing was rapid.
"That depends on whether you're good at gathering information or not!"
Fang Xing smiled coldly and put away the pill. He said, "This kind of lousy pill is nothing to me, but to you …"
He didn't continue speaking. He put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky.
The burly man didn't have the slightest hesitation. His eyes lit up and he said in a deep voice, "I'm willing to serve young master!"
Fang Xing smiled and winked. "Don't call me young master, call me master!"
The burly man was startled and hurriedly said, "I'm willing to serve master …"
Only then did Fang Xing nod his head in satisfaction, and say, "Then go. Take this communication talisman. If there's any news, you can pour your spiritual energy into this talisman, and I'll naturally be able to hear what you say. Everything related to that fatty must be sent to me in a timely manner, and cannot be delayed … Oh, right, take care of these two corpses … I killed two of your subordinates, you don't have any objections, right?"
The burly man spat on the ground and said, "Well done. These two bastards have committed all sorts of crimes and should have been killed long ago!"
This time, it was Fang Xing's turn to be stunned. He bitterly smiled and said, "What's your name?"
The burly man smiled and said, "My surname is Zhang, and I'm the seventh in my family. You can call me Zhang Qi … Do you have any other instructions?"
Fang Xing cupped his fists and said, "No, no, I'm just expressing my respect for you …"
With that, he walked away in a daze.
He was a little disappointed that he had suddenly met someone who was more thick-skinned than him.
After leaving, Fang Xing did the same thing and forced several other people who seemed to have some sources of information to help him gather information. After everything was done, he changed his clothes and lived in a secluded restaurant in the Eastern City. He lived in seclusion and waited for these spies to send him information. The reason why he did not live in the Middle City was because he had already seen through the Yin Yang Fiendgod mirror.
Within the Sea Demon City, the Middle City was protected by a formation. It was easy to enter but hard to leave, but the four border cities did not.
During this period of time, he did not remain idle. He began to quietly cultivate and increase his cultivation. On the way here, he had already sorted through the resources he had plundered from the Vermilion Cloud Valley, the Mountain River Valley, and the Book Valley, and divided them according to their uses. Among them, the one he cared about the most was the 12 high-grade Life Spirit Pills he had obtained from the Vermilion Cloud Valley. They were good items for increasing his cultivation.
This kind of Life Spirit Pill was refined by mixing several kinds of Monster Cores together. The medicinal power was boundless. For a Spirit Movement Realm cultivator, it was simply a priceless treasure. He did not know why Qing Niao kept such a good thing, but did not give it to Xu Lingyun or Xiao Man. She probably felt that these twelve Life Spirit Pills were too precious and was unwilling to take it out.
However, at this time, the twelve Life Spirit Pills that she had kept for a long time were all given to Fang Xing. It was just nice for Fang Xing to increase his cultivation. After refining Xiao Shan River's thirty years of lifespan, Fang Xing's cultivation had already reached the early stage of the eighth level of Spirit Movement. These twelve Life Spirit Pills were incomparably precious. It should be enough for him to reach the ninth level of Spirit Movement, but he should find some time to properly cultivate.
In reality, it was also because Fang Xing used the Samadhi True Fire to refine Spirit Qi, which consumed a terrifying amount of resources. If it was an ordinary cultivator, not to mention these twelve Life Spirit Pills, just Xiao Shan River's thirty years of lifespan would be enough for him to increase his cultivation from the seventh level of Spirit Movement to the ninth level of Spirit Movement, or even half-step into Foundation Realm.
To be precise, Fang Xing leaving the Blue Cloud Sect was also inevitable.
Because as his cultivation increased, the Blue Cloud Sect could no longer afford to raise a disciple like him.
After staying in the city for two to three days, all the information from the spies had been sent back. This allowed Fang Xing to have a rough understanding of the fat Daoist's current situation. The fat Daoist could be said to have hit the jackpot. Even Fang Xing did not expect that the ordinary Hundred Beasts Sect cultivation technique that he did not check carefully at that time would actually activate his special talent.
The fat Daoist followed the records of the Art of Beast Taming and easily cultivated the Steel Mane Spirit Image.
What he didn't know was that the technique he obtained was actually very particular about talent.
The Hundred Beasts Sect's inheritance was unique, it was related to demon beasts. Within the sect, there were three powerful demon spirits. As long as one inherited one of the three demon spirits, his cultivation would increase dramatically and breaking through to Foundation Realm would be a piece of cake. The Steel Mane Spirit Image that the fat Daoist cultivated was the technique that he needed to cultivate before inheriting the Steel Mane Spirit Image. If he could successfully cultivate it, it meant that he had the talent to inherit the Steel Mane Spirit Image.
The three strongest demon spirits in the Hundred Beasts Sect were the Nine-headed Lion, Ying-dragon, and Steel Mane. Now, the Nine-headed Lion was inherited by the Hundred Beasts Sect's Sect Master, while the Ying-dragon was inherited by the Sect Master's only daughter. The only one that did not have an heir was this Steel Mane Spirit Image. Once it was inherited, it would soar into the sky and become the third most powerful person in the Hundred Beasts Sect.
Furthermore, the three demon spirits were not only related to one's position, but also related to one's Foundation Realm.
The Hundred Beasts Sect's inheritance was unique. Because of the beast core business, the sect's disciples were not lacking in resources. Among the younger generation, there were a few outstanding disciples with decent strength. At a young age, they had already cultivated to the 9th Spirit Formation Layer. However, the Hundred Beasts Sect did not have a Foundation Realm technique, nor did they have a Pill Master that could refine a Foundation Realm Dan. As a result, within the Hundred Beasts Sect, Foundation Realm was an extremely difficult matter.
However, these three demon spirits could allow a cultivator to successfully Foundation Realm, which was equivalent to three chances to Foundation Realm.
The Nine-headed Lion and Ying-dragon had already been inherited, so the only chance was the Steel Mane Spirit Image. Naturally, there were many people eyeing it.
At the very least, within the Hundred Beasts Sect, there were two people that wanted to inherit this inheritance.
One of them was the direct disciple of the Hundred Beasts Sect, Chu Zhaoyang, and the other was the son of the Bohai Country's Qi Clan, Qi Heng.
The two of them did not cultivate the Steel Mane Spirit Image, which meant that their talent in inheriting the Steel Mane Spirit Image was not as good as the fat daoist. If they were to forcefully inherit it, they would only be able to display seventy percent of the Steel Mane Spirit Image's power. However, the fat daoist managed to cultivate the Steel Mane Spirit Image, which meant that he was fated with the Steel Mane Spirit Image. As long as he diligently comprehended it, he might be able to display the full power of the Steel Mane Spirit Image.
Such a person would undoubtedly become a great help to the Hundred Beasts Sect in the future.
However, the other two people had special identities. One was the direct disciple of the Sect Master and was extremely loyal. The other was the son of the Bohai Country's Noble Family. He was rich and overbearing, and had deep connections. Even the Sect Master had to carefully consider them. Although the fat daoist had already promised to stay in the Hundred Beasts Sect, he was still an outsider. The Sect Master still had some hesitation in his heart.
This matter lasted until seven days later, when there was finally a conclusion.
The Sect Master of the Hundred Beasts Sect made a decision. He wanted the three of them to worship the Green Hill Tomb to determine the final inheritor.
According to Zhang Qi, the Green Hill Tomb was a mysterious place in the Bohai Country. At his level, it was impossible for him to get any accurate information. Fang Xing did not say much. After he let him leave, he turned around and asked the Golden Crow. The Golden Crow had been in the Hundred Beasts Sect before, so he had a deep understanding of this place. He sneered and said, "It seems that your fat friend has been abandoned!"
Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and said, "What kind of place is this stupid tomb circle?"
The Golden Crow said, "I don't know what kind of place it is. I only know that this place is very important to the Hundred Beasts Sect. It has always been closely guarded by the people of the Hundred Beasts Sect. Every once in a while, the Sect Master will collect the blood of various strange beasts to worship the Green Hill Tomb. If he plans to use the Green Hill Tomb to decide which of the three will inherit the inheritance, he will undoubtedly use the blood sacrifice method. This depends on who has collected more precious strange beasts' blood. To put it bluntly, it's a competition of wealth. What does the fat daoist have to compete with him?"
Fang Xing was slightly stunned. He sighed and said, "Indeed, there's no such thing as a free lunch. Fortunately, I followed him …"
The Golden Crow said, "You're rich now. Are you planning to help your friend?"
Fang Xing said, "I don't have money! I have to be frugal with this little bit of money I have! "
The Golden Crow said disdainfully, "Miser, how are you going to help him?"
Fang Xing laughed and said, "There are three candidates in total. Wouldn't it be over if I just get rid of those two?"
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