Making a Demonve (Seeking Recommendations)

Da Liang, Black Stone City, already completely shrouded by black fog.

In the corner of a dilapidated civilian house.

Fang Xi's figure quietly appeared.

Not only that, but he was also carrying a sack of rice in his hand.

Hmm, it wasn't Spirit Bamboo Rice, but ordinary rice for the mortal servants below the mountain, bought with a bit of gold and silver.

'With these supplies, I should be able to report back.'

Fang Xi rubbed his chin, "If I wait a few more months, until the supplies run out, perhaps I can trade rice for secret manuals. The thought alone is wonderful..."

"Of course, no supplies are as important as a chance to survive... Alas, with Black Stone City in this state, I should find a way to leave as soon as possible."

He realized his transmigration still had some limitations, such as being in a certain place originally and returning to the same place.

This made it somewhat troublesome for Fang Xi to leave Black Stone City.

Of course, it was merely troublesome.

He had surveyed the black fog outside the city and confirmed it had the properties of a formation.

This formation might trap mortals, but cultivators had many methods.

Fang Xi knew of several, the most convenient being the 'Forbidden Breaking Talisman'!

This type of talisman was a special and precious item, adept at destroying various formations.

"Currently, the black fog outside the city is equivalent to a Tier 1 confinement formation. Using a Tier 1 'Forbidden Breaking Talisman', even if it can't destroy it, it can at least temporarily open an escape route..."

"Of course, a Forbidden Breaking Talisman is at least Tier 1 high-grade, and because it is extremely rare, it costs at least dozens of Spirit Stones..."

"I still need to improve my strength as soon as possible and get the trade between the two realms going."

Fang Xi looked towards the city center, his face filled with worry.

The demonic ancient tree had grown several more inches in the past few days, visibly taller.

Clearly, this demonic tree was still growing.

With its current power and immortal characteristics, even a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator would have difficulty dealing with it, and the black fog outside the city was only at the Tier 1 formation level.

If it were allowed to truly grow, especially when the black fog rivaled a Tier 2 formation, Fang Xi would truly be in a bind.

If he didn't run away early, he might really be trapped here and be forced to abandon this world!

East City Gate.

The mansion where the White Cloud Martial Arts School members resided.

A white-browed man leaned on a steel staff, coldly looking at Mu Piaomiao and the others, "I merely wished to pay my respects to the elder Mu Canglong, why are you obstructing me?"

At his feet lay an unfortunate person, Hao Lan.

"You're taking advantage of his weakness!"

Mu Piaomiao gritted her teeth in anger.

After Mu Canglong fainted, his condition was very poor, and she had been worried about it for days.

Unexpectedly, earlier today, someone suddenly came to their door, this white-browed 'Yuan Fei', claiming he wanted to spar with Mu Canglong!

Hao Lan stepped forward to argue and was instantly knocked down by his staff.

At this moment, Mu Piaomiao realized that this Yuan Fei was a great expert who had broken through to the Martial Hall Master realm!

Among the younger generation in Black Stone City, he could be considered the first.

"Our White Cloud Martial Arts School admits defeat, what more do you want?" Mu Piaomiao looked at her useless junior disciples, feeling bitter inside.

"Heh heh, according to the rules of the martial arts world, if I win the challenge, I should obtain everything from the loser."

Yuan Fei looked around, "Now that you're in a sorry state, you can compensate me with this mansion and your grain."

His White Ape Martial Arts School had suffered heavy losses before, and even their Martial Hall Master had died.

Now that they had finally escaped to the outer city, they found that all the good places were occupied, and their material reserves were insufficient. They immediately set their sights on the White Cloud Martial Arts School.

Because the White Cloud Martial Arts School had chosen a good location, and their material reserves seemed quite sufficient.

The most crucial point was... according to reliable information, Mu Canglong was severely injured and dying, and there was no other Martial Hall Master-level expert in the White Cloud Martial Arts School!

"Impossible!"

Mu Piaomiao refused without thinking.

Taking these now would be taking their lives!

"Hmph, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. You should know that in the city now, the strong prey on the weak is the natural order of things."

Yuan Fei gripped his staff, a killing intent rising in his heart.

Many of his relatives had died in the demonic disaster, and he was already filled with pent-up anger.

Demonreover, this woman was quite beautiful...

As he was pondering, a figure rushed out and knelt on the ground, "Wu Ji is willing to serve you, my lord!"

"Second Senior Brother, you..." Tang Xuan pointed at Wu Ji, his body trembling.

Liu Taotao also hadn't expected that his Second Senior Brother, Wu Ji, would be the first to betray them.

Although, losing a True Force martial artist, the White Cloud Martial Arts School's situation was indeed not good.

But this kind of character...

"Wu Ji? You're good, very good..."

Yuan Fei laughed heartily, "Too bad... you can betray the White Cloud Martial Arts School, and you can betray me at any time."

"Ah?" Wu Ji looked up, his expression filled with panic.

The next moment.

A staff shadow smashed into his forehead, causing his brains to burst and him to die.

Bang!

Wu Ji's corpse heavily fell to the ground.

Looking at the person who was alive moments ago now a corpse, even though she had experienced much these past few days, Mu Piaomiao still felt a bit dazed.

"How is it? I'll give you ten breaths of time to consider."

Yuan Fei felt incomparably exhilarated.

This was the world he wanted, where might makes right!

If only there wasn't the life-and-death crisis in the city, it would have been even better.

"I... agree..." Mu Piaomiao was extremely unwilling. At this moment, without protection, their homes and supplies were no different from death.

But being able to die later was better than dying immediately.

"We cannot agree."

Just then, a gentle voice came from outside the door.

Fang Xi walked in, saying calmly.

"Junior Brother Fang?" Mu Piaomiao's expression lit up. This junior brother had said he was going to search for supplies and hadn't returned for several days, causing her to worry day and night, fearing some accident might have happened.

His appearance now, however, was not at the right time, filling her with great anxiety.

Yuan Fei was a ruthless man who truly killed people!

"You don't agree?" Yuan Fei's eyes widened, "Are you perhaps going to have a duel with me?"

"Haha, I never duel."

Fang Xi's smile gradually turned cold, "I only kill!"

As he spoke, he had already arrived in front of Yuan Fei and struck out with his palm.

Whoosh!

As the foul wind passed, his palm turned pitch black, and even the wind from his palm carried potent poison!

"Such fast movement, such poisonous palm force!"

Yuan Fei flicked his staff, and his entire body leaped back like a great ape, saying with great caution.

Mu Piaomiao and the others were stunned, "Black Cloud level?"

"Junior Brother Fang, you broke through?"

Looking at the other's palm, Mu Piaomiao's feelings were complex and indescribable.

She had practiced martial arts diligently but couldn't break through to that realm, which he had easily achieved. It was false to say she wasn't envious or jealous.

But at this time, with the sect in decline, to have someone step forward and take over the banner of the Martial Arts School made her secretly relieved.

"Good... I didn't expect the White Cloud Martial Arts School to have another hero besides Mu Canglong!"

Yuan Fei leaped back a distance, pointing his long staff at Fang Xi, " 'Wuji Staff' Yuan Fei, please enlighten me..."

"Wuji Staff?"

Fang Xi thought of Yuan Tiangang, who had performed at his residence back then, guessing he was a relative or an elder from his sect.

But at this moment, without a second thought, using Red Snake Leg, he transformed into a shadow and pounced.

Bang bang!

Yuan Fei roared repeatedly, wielding his long staff so tightly that not even ink could penetrate it.

But in the next moment, amidst the myriad of staff shadows, Fang Xi's palm, like a venomous snake, pierced through the minuscule gap and struck Yuan Fei's chest.

Crack!

An extremely harsh bone-cracking sound echoed. Yuan Fei was sent flying backward, his eyeballs bloodshot and bulging, "Impossible..."

"There's nothing impossible..."

Fang Xi retracted his palm.

His White Cloud Palm broke through to True Force, giving his body a secondary reinforcement.

Although it wasn't a doubling of his True Force, even a mere one or two percent increase would be enough to crush an ordinary Martial Hall Master.

After all, once one reached the peak, even an extremely tiny gap could be the key factor in deciding victory or defeat, just like those athletes in his previous life.

Fang Xi's Qi and Blood already surpassed Yuan Fei's by several percent, giving him a huge advantage to begin with.

Coupled with his sharp hearing and keen eyesight, finding a flaw in the opponent's staff technique and landing a fatal blow would be child's play.

"Dead... dead?"

Tang Xuan stepped forward, examined the body, and confirmed that Yuan Fei was truly dead.

This Martial Hall Master had been struck in the chest by Fang Xi's palm, his internal organs shattered, and he had also been poisoned; he was naturally beyond saving.

"Ever since the Demon disaster, the rules in this city have long since changed. You all need to adapt!"

Fang Xi glared, as if scolding apprentices, and severely reprimanded Tang Xuan and the others.

Being reprimanded by him, these people, including Mu Piaomiao, flinched, as if facing Mu Canglong.

"Senior Brother, please take a look!"

Tang Xuan rummaged through the corpse and handed a secret manual to Fang Xi.

"Wuji Staff Technique?"

Fang Xi didn't dwell on the slight change in address and carefully flipped through the manual.

He didn't plan to cultivate more third-rate martial arts unless he encountered something particularly suitable and not in conflict with his own techniques.

At this time, his main focus was still on Yuan He Demonuntain.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

Mu Piaomiao gave a wry smile and also bowed, acknowledging the new rule of respecting strength.

"I once promised you that I would act on behalf of the Martial Arts School once..."

Fang Xi looked at Mu Piaomiao and suddenly smiled.

Just as Mu Piaomiao's heart sank, thinking her junior brother was going to distance himself, Fang Xi directly said, "Dealing with this person was voluntary on my part, so it doesn't count... Piaomiao, are you willing to invite me to treat your father?"

"Treat my father?"

Mu Piaomiao's small mouth slowly widened, and she uttered a sound of disbelief.