As more and more gourds were discovered, battles began to break out within the pill furnace. It was no longer as easy as it had been in the beginning, but one battle after another. Even the two heroes of the Western Desert, the three demons of the Northern Divine Mountain, and the Crown Prince of the Ghost Kingdom, Li Ying, were caught up in the battle. Suddenly, the pill furnace was filled with spiritual light and power. It had been a pill furnace, but now it had become a battlefield.
Inside the pill furnace, none of the cultivators dared to breathe. They could only communicate with each other through divine sense, which made the situation even more chaotic.
"There's another pill furnace over there …"
In the midst of the chaotic battle, someone sent a voice transmission to his companions. However, because it was too chaotic, he wasn't able to control his voice and everyone around him heard it. It turned out that in the center of the pill furnace, the fog had been blown away by the fierce battle and a small and exquisite pill furnace had appeared. This pill furnace occupied the precious position in the center of the large pill furnace. It was clearly the most precious treasure of the pill furnace. The cultivators calmed down for a moment and immediately rushed toward the small pill furnace in a frenzy. They all used spells to fight for it.
"Clang!" The small pill furnace was knocked over, and several round golden pills rolled on the ground, disappearing into the mist.
"The opportunity came first. Whoever fights with me, I'll take his life …"
Li Ying's body shook and his divine sense spread out. The blood qi around him turned into a ghost hand and swept toward the ground.
This guy was extremely greedy. He wanted to monopolize the most important pills in the pill furnace.
However, with a "chi" sound, a spear seemed to pierce through the void, dispersing the pill fog inside the furnace and stabbing toward him. This spear came and went like a ghost, and the spear contained an indescribably terrifying spiritual energy. Even Li Ying couldn't help but roar in anger and turn around to dodge. A pair of ghost eyes looked through the pill fog and saw that it was the son of the Han family who had returned. He had come to take the pill without saying a word.
"You dare attack me? You're courting death!"
Li Ying transmitted his voice and roared. He waved his ghostly hand to grab him.
However, the son of the Han family's eyes were cold. He didn't say a word and swung the spear toward Li Ying's body. His hand moved like a dragon and grabbed the golden pill on the ground. Li Ying was anxious and could only ignore him for now. He flew to fight for the golden pill on the ground.
"Idlers, get out of the way. I'm taking this pill!"
Another person transmitted his voice, shocking the crowd. It was the other hero of the Western Desert's Four Heroes, Han Longzi, who had also joined the battle.
"Since there's such a fortuitous encounter, how could we sisters miss it?"
The three pixies from the Northern Divine Mountain giggled as they dashed over. Their long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and their pink mist swirled around them as they entered the fray.
When the other cultivators saw this, they trembled with fear, but they didn't have the guts to join in the battle, and could only watch from the sidelines.
Li Ying had already gone mad with rage. He roared as he attacked. His ghost hand swept out in a vicious and savage manner. He wanted to get rid of one or two people first so that others wouldn't have to fight him. However, although he was strong, the people around him weren't weak either. They were all peerless geniuses from the Four Regions. Because of the chaotic battle, it was impossible for them to achieve their goal in a short period of time.
Among his opponents was the mute son of the Han family. He sat astride the Dragon Horse and brandished his spear like a dragon. He was truly ferocious. Forget killing him, in the midst of the chaos, his elusive spear had almost injured him several times. He had to use his full strength to defend himself. As for the three pixies from the Northern Divine Mountain, they cooperated well with each other. Their bodies were covered in poison, so even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be able to defeat him easily.
As for Han Longzi, one of the four heroes of the Western Desert, he was the weakest of the group. However, he was also very shrewd, and had avoided direct combat with Li Ying. Li Ying wasn't able to kill him in a short period of time. On the contrary, because Li Ying was too ferocious, the others seemed to feel hostility towards him. Most of their attention was focused on him, as if they were attacking him from all sides.
Under these circumstances, Li Ying couldn't suppress the other heroes, so he could only try his best to maintain his composure.
"Hmph, this is what chaos looks like. Luckily, I'm smart enough not to get involved in this mess with you …"
Among the Cultivators, the two Demon Spirits under Fang Xing's control were hidden in the shadows, watching the entire battle for Fang Xing. In their hearts, they rejoiced that they had made the right decision. Under these circumstances, unless one was strong enough to suppress the other heroes, even if one was stronger than the others, it would be difficult to gain the upper hand. Instead, they would be sucked into the muddy waters, unable to extricate themselves.
That was because while the Cultivators were in a state of chaos within the pill furnace, he was carefully counting. "One, two, three, four …. Dammit, I've been dazzled by that Demon's long, fair legs. Count again. One, two, three, four …."
He was so busy that he couldn't stop himself from taking notes of what each Cultivator had obtained.
"Not good, I've been in the pill fog for too long, I can't take it anymore …"
Some cultivators saw that there didn't seem to be any other opportunities inside the pill furnace. In addition, after entering the pill furnace, everyone had to hold their breaths and use secret techniques to resist the thick pill mist inside the furnace, but they couldn't hold on for too long. Those with weaker cultivations or with inferior secret techniques to resist the pill mist were already unable to withstand it. They couldn't just throw their lives away for a fortuitous opportunity, so they hurriedly rushed to the door.
Leaving the pill furnace was equivalent to giving up on this opportunity, so naturally, no one stopped him. This Cultivator successfully arrived at the mouth of the furnace. Just as he was about to rush out, he suddenly discovered that there was a formation around the mouth of the furnace. The little devil from the Great Snow Mountain was looking at him with a sinister smile.
"Fellow Cultivator, what is the meaning of this?"
When this Cultivator saw the formation, he didn't dare to casually barge in. He used his divine sense to shake the air and asked.
Fang Xing smiled coldly and said, "Cut the crap. Whether it's a pill or medicinal dregs, I'll take half of it!"
"Half?"
This Cultivator was startled.
Fang Xing sneered and said, "That's right. At least half of it will be the price of leaving the pill furnace!"
"There's a price to pay to leave the pill furnace?"
This Cultivator was angry and anxious, but he couldn't withstand the erosion of the pill fog. Time was running out, so he shook his divine sense and shouted.
Compared to him, Fang Xing was much calmer. He slowly said, "That's right. If you have the ability, then don't give it to me. Just stay inside!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Get out, I can't hold on much longer … "
Just as the Cultivator who rushed to the door of the pill furnace stared blankly at the little robber who was blocking the entrance to the pill furnace and collecting the "tickets", footsteps sounded behind him. Other Cultivators also couldn't withstand the erosion of the pill fog and hurriedly ran out. However, when they arrived at the door of the pill furnace, they were blocked by the first Cultivator. The exit was narrow, so he didn't notice Fang Xing at the door of the pill furnace.
"I … I can't go out. Someone is blocking the entrance. They'll only let us out if we get something …"
The first Cultivator was anxious and helpless. He transmitted his voice to the Cultivator behind him.
"What? Blocking the entrance of the pill furnace and asking for something? Who's so bold? Kill him! "
The Cultivator behind him shouted angrily.
The first Cultivator said helplessly, "It's that disciple from the Great Snow Mountain, Fang Xiaojiu. How about I move aside and you kill him?"
"F * ck, did that brat see my face?"
The Cultivator behind him muttered and didn't dare to transmit his voice.
The cultivator guarding the first position held his breath, feeling that he could not hold on any longer, and his heart grew more and more panicked. Once he directly inhaled the pill mist, his blood would flow in reverse, and he would die. He did not dare to take this risk. He was anxious and angry, but he knew that Fang Xiaojiu, who was blocking the door, was very fierce, and was not someone he could afford to provoke. He could only beg bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, please understand, my ability is really low, and I did not manage to snatch the medicine. Please let me out first …"
He really didn't dare to use force, so he lied and said to get out first.
When Fang Xing heard this, he laughed loudly. "You bastard, you still dare to lie to me? In the chaos just now, a purple gold gourd was broken and the pills inside were scattered all over the ground. I clearly saw you pick up two pills and put them in your pocket. You still dare to talk nonsense in front of me? Hurry up and hand over one pill. If you dare to be so long-winded, I'll take two of them from you. You won't have any chance left … "
The Cultivator's face immediately turned ashen. He didn't expect that although this little devil didn't enter the pill furnace, he knew the situation inside like the back of his hand.
Helpless, he could only grit his teeth and throw out a red pill. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
Fang Xing laughed loudly and reached out to catch one. He opened an opening in the array and shouted, "Get out!"
The Cultivator rushed out of the pill furnace and floated in the air. He panted heavily and was already covered in cold sweat.
At the same time, he didn't forget to glare hatefully at this little devil from the Great Snow Mountain. Others rushed into the pill furnace to snatch the opportunity, but this little devil actually blocked the door to collect the benefits. He was really too shameless. However, the Cultivators who entered the pill furnace were all resisting the erosion of the pill mist. They really didn't dare to delay. If they were not careful, they would lose their lives. It had to be said that this little devil really had a soft spot for them.
"Fellow Cultivator, I …"
The second Cultivator came to the mouth of the pill furnace with a face full of smiles. He cupped his hands and was about to speak.
"You have three Foundation Cleansing Pills on you. Give me two, or don't even think about coming out!"
Fang Xing directly interrupted him and shouted arrogantly.
The Cultivator was stunned. He smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I hand over half?"
Fang Xing said, "Do you think I didn't hear you when you hid inside and said bad things about me?"
The Cultivator was speechless. For the sake of his life, he obediently handed over two Foundation Cleansing Pills before leaving the pill furnace.
"This … What's going on?"
The third Cultivator rushed to the door of the pill furnace and was stunned when he saw Fang Xing sitting in the air with his arms crossed.
When Fang Xing saw that it was him, he carefully identified him and immediately frowned. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Don't ask, you idiot. You didn't even get a single pill. Hurry up and get out. Don't interfere with my business!"
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