Making a Move (Please Recommend)

Daliang, Black Stone City, which had been completely shrouded in Black Mist.

In a corner of a dilapidated civilian house.

Fang Xi's figure quietly emerged.

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

Mm, it was not Spirit Bamboo Rice, but ordinary rice for the mortal servants at the foot of the mountain, bought casually with some gold and silver.

If I take these supplies back, I should be able to give an account of myself.

Fang Xi rubbed his chin. "If I wait a few more months, once the supplies run out, perhaps I can trade rice for secret manuals. Just thinking about it is wonderful..."

"Of course, no supplies can compare to a chance to stay alive... Sigh, now that Black Stone City has become like this, I should find a way to leave as soon as possible."

He discovered that his transmigration still had some restrictions. For example, if he had originally been somewhere, he would still return to that same place.

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

Of course, it was only troublesome.

He had investigated the Black Mist outside the city and confirmed that it had the properties of a formation.

This formation might be able to trap mortals to death, but cultivators had many methods at their disposal.

Fang Xi knew several of them alone. The most convenient was the Forbidden Breaking Talisman!

This type of talisman was a rare, special talisman skilled at destroying all kinds of formations.

"The Black Mist outside the city is currently only equivalent to a first-grade trapping formation. With a first-grade Forbidden Breaking Talisman, even if it can't destroy the formation, it should at least be able to temporarily open an escape route..."

"Of course, the Forbidden Breaking Talisman has to be at least first-grade high-rank. And because it's extremely rare, it costs at least dozens of spirit stones..."

"I still have to increase my strength as quickly as possible and get trade between the two worlds underway."

Fang Xi gazed toward the center of the city, worry written across his face.

The Yao Mo Tree had not been seen for several days, yet it had visibly grown several inches taller.

Clearly, this Yao Mo Tree was still growing.

With its current might and undying nature, even a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator would have difficulty dealing with it. Meanwhile, the Black Mist outside the city was only at the level of a first-grade formation.

If it truly matured—especially once the Black Mist became comparable to a second-grade formation—Fang Xi would really be left dumbfounded.

If he did not flee early, he might genuinely become trapped here and be forced to abandon this world!

East City Gate.

The large residence where the White Cloud Martial Arts School's people were staying.

A white-browed man planted a steel staff on the ground and coldly looked at Mu Piaomiao and the others. "I merely wanted to pay a visit to Senior Mu Canglong. Why are you stopping me?"

At his feet, someone lay miserably on the ground. It was none other than Hao Lan.

"You're taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"

Mu Piaomiao clenched her silver teeth in hatred.

After Mu Canglong had fainted, his condition had been extremely poor, and she had been fretting over it these past few days.

Who would have thought that earlier today, someone would suddenly come knocking, this white-browed man named Yuan Fei, claiming that he wanted to spar with Mu Canglong!

When Hao Lan stepped forward to argue, he was knocked down by a single staff strike in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Mu Piaomiao learn that this Yuan Fei was actually a great expert who had broken through the Martial Hall Master realm!

Among the younger generation of Black Stone City, he could be called the number one.

"The White Cloud Martial Arts School has already admitted defeat. What more do you want?" Mu Piaomiao looked at her useless junior brothers and sisters, secretly bitter and frustrated.

"Heh heh. According to the rules of the martial arts world, if I issue a challenge at someone's door and win, I should be able to obtain everything belonging to the defeated party."

Yuan Fei looked around. "Everyone is down on their luck now. Just compensate me with this residence and the food."

The White Ape Martial Arts School he belonged to had suffered heavy losses earlier. Even its Martial Hall Master had died in battle.

After finally escaping to the outer city, he discovered that all the good locations had been occupied, and their supplies were insufficient as well. He immediately set his sights on the White Cloud Martial Arts School.

The White Cloud Martial Arts School had chosen a good location, and its supplies also seemed quite abundant.

Most importantly... according to reliable information, Mu Canglong was gravely wounded and on the verge of death, while the White Cloud Martial Arts School had no other expert at the Martial Hall Master level!

"Impossible!"

Mu Piaomiao rejected him without even thinking.

To hand over these things now would be to hand over their lives!

"Hmph. You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. You should know that in the city now, the law of the jungle is the natural order."

Yuan Fei tightened his grip on his long staff, killing intent stirring in his heart.

Many of his family members had died in the Demon Calamity, and he had long been holding back a bellyful of pent-up fury.

What was more, this woman was quite beautiful...

As he was pondering, a figure rushed out and knelt on the ground. "Wu Ji is willing to serve Your Excellency with all his heart!"

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

Liu Taotao had not expected Second Senior Brother Wu Ji to be the first to betray them.

Although the White Cloud Martial Arts School's situation was indeed poor after losing a True Force Martial Artist,

this sort of character...

"Wu Ji? You're not bad, very not bad..."

Yuan Fei burst into loud laughter. "Unfortunately... if you can betray the White Cloud Martial Arts School, you could betray me at any time as well."

"Huh?" Wu Ji raised his head, his expression filled with panic.

The next moment.

A staff shadow smashed into his forehead, bursting his brains and killing him.

Bang!

Wu Ji's corpse crashed heavily to the ground.

Watching someone who had been alive moments ago become a corpse, Mu Piaomiao still felt somewhat dazed, despite having experienced so much over the past few days.

"How about it? I'll give you ten breaths to consider."

Yuan Fei felt incomparably pleased.

This was the world he wanted: the fist was authority!

It would be even better if not for the Life and Death Crisis in the city.

"I... agree..." Mu Piaomiao was utterly unwilling. At this moment, losing the shelter and supplies meant no different from dying.

But dying a little later was still better than dying immediately.

"We can't agree."

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

Fang Xi walked in and spoke calmly.

"Junior Brother Fang?" Joy flashed across Mu Piaomiao's face. This junior brother had said earlier that he was going to search for supplies and had not returned for several days, leaving her worried day and night, afraid that something had happened to him.

His appearance now was not exactly timely, however, and worry filled her heart.

Yuan Fei was a ruthless man. He really would kill people!

"You don't agree?" Yuan Fei glared. "Could it be that you want to spar with me and settle the winner and loser?"

"Haha, I never spar."

Fang Xi's smile slowly turned cold. "I only kill people!"

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

Whoosh, whoosh!

Wherever the foul wind passed, his palm turned pitch-black, and even the palm wind carried deadly poison!

"What fast footwork, what poisonous palm force!"

Yuan Fei flicked up the end of his staff. His entire body leaped backward like a great ape, retreating a distance as he spoke warily.

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

"Junior Brother Fang, you broke through?"

Looking at his palm, Mu Piaomiao's feelings were complicated beyond words.

The realm she had bitterly practiced martial arts for yet failed to break through had been effortlessly attained by him. Naturally, it would have been false to say she felt no envy or jealousy.

But with the sect in decline, having someone step forward to shoulder the banner of the martial arts school still allowed her to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Good... I never expected that apart from Mu Canglong, the White Cloud Martial Arts School would have another outstanding talent!"

Yuan Fei leaped back some distance and pointed his long staff at Fang Xi. "I am Yuan Fei of the Wuji Staff. I humbly ask for your instruction..."

"Wuji Staff?"

Fang Xi thought of Yuan Tiangang, who had once come to his residence to perform martial arts. He guessed that the man was one of Yuan Fei's relatives or a senior from his sect.

But at this moment, he did not even bother to think about it. As he moved with the Red Snake Leg, his body transformed into a shadow and flew forward.

Bang, bang!

Yuan Fei roared repeatedly, wielding his long staff into an impenetrable curtain, so dense that not even splashed ink could enter.

But in the next instant, amid the sky-full of staff shadows, Fang Xi's palm was like a venomous snake. It pierced through a gap narrower than a hair and struck Yuan Fei in the chest.

Crack!

An ear-piercing sound of bones breaking rang out. Yuan Fei flew backward, his eyes bulging with blood vessels as he cried, "Impossible..."

"There's nothing impossible about it..."

Fang Xi withdrew his palm.

His White Cloud Palm's breakthrough to True Force had brought a second strengthening to his body.

Although it had not doubled his True Force, even a mere ten or twenty percent increase was enough to crush an ordinary Martial Hall Master.

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

Fang Xi's blood and qi already exceeded Yuan Fei's by several tenths, giving him an enormous advantage from the start.

Combined with his sharp ears and keen eyes, allowing him to find the flaws in his opponent's staff technique, killing him with one strike had been nothing remarkable.

"Dead... dead?"

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

This Martial Hall Master had been struck in the chest by Fang Xi's palm, shattering his internal organs. He had also been poisoned, so death was naturally inevitable.

"Since the Demon Calamity, the rules of this city have long since changed. You all need to adapt!"

Fang Xi glared, harshly scolding Tang Xuan and the others like a master disciplining his apprentices.

After being scolded, all of them, including Mu Piaomiao, ducked their heads as though facing Mu Canglong.

"Senior Brother, look!"

Tang Xuan searched the corpse for a while, then handed a secret manual to Fang Xi.

"Wuji Staff Technique?"

Fang Xi did not concern himself with the slight change in how they addressed him and carefully flipped through the manual.

He had no intention of cultivating more third-rate martial arts unless he encountered something especially suitable that did not conflict much with his own martial arts.

For now, his main target was still Yuan He Mountain.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!"

Mu Piaomiao gave a bitter smile and bowed as well, acknowledging the new rule of respecting the strong.

"I once promised you that I would make a move for the martial arts school..."

Fang Xi looked at Mu Piaomiao and suddenly smiled.

Just as Mu Piaomiao's heart sank, thinking that this junior brother intended to sever ties with them, Fang Xi said directly, "Dealing with this man was something I did willingly, so it doesn't count... Piaomiao, are you willing to ask me to make a move and treat your father?"

"Treat my father?"

Mu Piaomiao's small mouth slowly fell open as she uttered an incredulous cry.