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Pfft!

Fang Xi reached back expressionlessly, grabbed the earthen spike protruding from him, and yanked it out.

His Primordial Chaos Energy had reached mastery, equivalent to a second-level Body Refining cultivator. Even an ordinary mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator might not be able to kill him with a spell, let alone a mere early-stage Qi Refining cultivator.

After piercing through his flesh, the other party's earthen spike had been firmly caught by his True Energy-strengthened bones and could not advance another inch.

"Spare me!"

The short cultivator dropped straight to his knees and begged loudly, "The one who wanted you dead was Qi Ying Song of the Hundred Skills Tower... We brothers were only carrying out orders..."

"How did you track me down?" Fang Xi asked coldly.

The short cultivator hurriedly replied, "It was Ying Song. He smeared Three-Day Fragrance on your teacup. This fragrance is almost colorless and odorless. Only people who have undergone special training can smell it, and it can remain effective for three days..."

"So that was it!"

Fang Xi nodded, then suddenly shot forward like lightning and pressed one palm onto the short cultivator's crown.

Pfft!

The other man collapsed at once, his brains bursting as he died. His palm opened, and several black bone needles rolled onto the ground.

"A disposable magic tool—the Bone Piercing Nail?"

Fang Xi collected it with interest.

He had never intended to show mercy to enemies like poisonous snakes.

He searched the short cultivator briefly but found nothing of value.

Fang Xi then removed the gray, nondescript storage pouch from the tall cultivator's waist and searched the corpse carefully as well.

Immediately afterward, he picked up the Ghost Head Saber, which had lost its master's infusion of magical power and now lay on the ground with its radiance restrained. He flicked out two sparks, burned both corpses to ashes, and swiftly left the scene.

"Damn that Hundred Skills Tower... They attacked me over a few dozen spirit stones?"

As he walked, Fang Xi continued grumbling inwardly. "Fortunately, there wasn't a Late Qi Refining expert. Otherwise, I'd have been in danger..."

"A few dozen spirit stones can only lure out that sort of trash, after all..."

At that moment, Fang Xi felt that his decision to wait until his Martial Arts improved before conducting trade between the two worlds had truly been incomparably wise!

"Besides... I was too reckless before. I still wasn't cautious enough."

"This time, I have to lie low properly."

Instead of returning to the shantytown, Fang Xi went straight to his spiritual bamboo grove. With a flash of his figure, he vanished.

No matter where he hid in Green Bamboo Mountain, there was always a chance he would be found.

Only the other world was absolutely safe!

" Sigh... This Yao Mo Tree has grown even taller."

In a deserted residence, Fang Xi looked up at the Yao Mo Tree that towered into the clouds, its branches drooping down one by one, each ending in a monster, and sighed again.

If the situation here had not been so critical, with the Yao Mo Tree possibly advancing at any moment, he would not have hurried to sell such a large amount of Taisui Meat and attracted covetous eyes.

"The road of immortal cultivation is covered in thorns. Fortunately, I won this time."

Only after arriving here did Fang Xi have the leisure to calm down and inspect his spoils.

First was the Low-grade Magic Tool—the Ghost Head Saber!

The saber was pitch-black all over, three feet long and half a foot wide. Its hilt was wrapped in Yin Silkworm Silk, and at the end was a ferocious, terrifying ghost head with a green face and protruding fangs!

"Not bad, not bad. The restrictions inside the magic tool are intact. It nearly cleaved the Green Grain Sword in two... It should sell for at least ten spirit stones!"

Fang Xi had long felt that the Green Grain Sword was extremely awkward to use. That was because the magic tool was already damaged. Now, he had finally found a replacement.

Besides that, there were three disposable magic tools—the Bone Piercing Nails!

This kind of magic tool could only be used once and was extremely sinister, but the power of a single attack could even reach the upper limit of a Low-grade Magic Tool. Its might was truly considerable.

"What a pity. Body cultivators fear tricks like these the least. Their survival ability is the strongest, so they have the highest margin for error!"

Fang Xi's face was full of delight, without a trace of his previous disdain for low-grade body cultivators.

Next, he took out a gray, nondescript little brocade pouch.

"It should be a storage pouch... The short cultivator didn't have a single possession or pill on him. They must all have been kept in the tall one's storage pouch."

"These two rogue cultivators weren't highly cultivated, their magic tools weren't impressive, and they didn't even have a defensive one. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taken them down so easily. They're clearly at the bottom of the rogue cultivator ranks!"

Although Fang Xi had never used a storage pouch, he had at least seen pigs run.

Now, he held the storage pouch in both hands and circulated the Evergreen Art into them, letting wisps of magical power seep into the pouch to wear away the original owner's imprint.

What Fang Xi had not expected was that his magical power was truly too weak. It took a full five hours before he barely erased the original owner's Magical Power Imprint inside the storage pouch.

Boom!

When he sensed that the original Magical Power Imprint inside the storage pouch had been scattered, Fang Xi did not hesitate to leave his own Magical Power Imprint upon it.

With the aid of the storage pouch, his Spiritual Awareness seemed to leave his body and sense another space.

It was a gray space roughly three chi and three feet in length, width, and height.

Inside the space were also many miscellaneous trinkets.

There was a small pile of gold, silver, and jade objects, thirteen Low-grade Spirit Stones, and some bottles, jars, and other assorted items.

"As expected of a storage pouch!"

Fang Xi played with the storage pouch, unable to put it down. "I was just preparing to relocate, and this wonderful thing was delivered to me... These two brothers really are treasure-bringing boys..."

In fact, excluding the Forbidden Breaking Talisman, Fang Xi was much poorer than these two brothers!

"Damn that Hundred Skills Tower! They even rob a pauper like me. Sooner or later, I'll settle this account with you!"

According to the confession, these two impoverished rogue cultivators might not have been acting on the orders of Qi Ying Song, who had been instructed by Qi Liu.

After all, based on Fang Xi's understanding of that shopkeeper, he was extremely meticulous in his work and unlikely to send out such trash.

But Fang Xi still charged the debt directly to the Hundred Skills Tower.

As for that Ying Song, if he encountered him in the future, he would definitely make him pay.

"Unfortunately, my current strength still can't shake such a colossal force. I'll lie low and develop for a while first..."

Fang Xi planned to hide out in Daliang for a while.

It was also a good opportunity to try taking people out of Black Stone City.

After all, the people from the martial school were more or less related to him. If he truly watched them all get trapped and die here, he would feel somewhat unable to bear it.

Of course, once the passage opened, Fang Xi would definitely be the first to leave. After that, the rest would have to rely on their own fate.

If the Yao Mo Tree's Demon Domain was too powerful and the passage could only allow a few people through, then they could only blame their own fate!

White Cloud Martial Arts School headquarters.

"The young master went out again last time. I wonder when he'll return?"

Bai He stood by the door, warily watching the outside.

During this period, as Fang Xi's strength and status had risen steadily, everyone in the martial school had become increasingly courteous toward her, leaving the young girl genuinely overwhelmed by the favor.

But Bai He knew perfectly well who had given her her current position, and she had always behaved properly before Fang Xi.

Earlier, Fang Xi had once again used an excuse to go out. She could not stop him and could only wait at the entrance every day, gazing hopefully into the distance.

The next moment, someone seemed to be approaching from the end of the street.

"Young master..."

Bai He had not even finished speaking in delight when her expression suddenly changed.

What emerged from the street entrance was a swaying "person." Ancient tree roots coiled out from his shoulder, and it seemed that his entire body had become a paradise for vines and roots.

"There's a monster!"

Bai He's shrill cry immediately rang throughout the entire martial school.

"Prepare the torches!"

"Meet the enemy!"

"It's a Wood Person! Hurry and get the Martial Hall Master!"

The entire city-gate district descended into chaos.

More than one martial school came under attack, suffering grievous losses.

The many monsters that had previously roamed the inner city seemed to have lost their restraints and reins at this moment. They began advancing wildly toward the outer city, and even toward the city-gate district!

"Die, you old bastard!"

Mu Canglong swept across with his staff, knocking a Cursed Person off the wall. Looking at the several martial schools breached all around him, his face was dark as water. "The Demon Servants' range of activity has expanded again... At this rate, the outer city will be completely overrun within three days! I wonder when Fang Xi will return?"

Just as he was thinking, two Wood Persons leaped directly over the wall of fire and pounced toward Mu Canglong.

As they flew through the air, countless roots suddenly sprouted from their bodies and formed armor.

"Haha... Come on!"

Mu Canglong's hands turned pitch-black. He met them fearlessly.

After three or four exchanges, he was sent flying, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

The Wood Persons were far stronger than the Cursed Persons. Even the Martial Hall Master found them difficult to handle, and it was easy to be poisoned if one was careless!

"Father!"

Mu Piaomiao brandished a torch and stood guard in front of Mu Canglong, her eyes filled with despair.

"Ah!"

Although Bai He had been well protected, when even Mu Canglong had fallen into a Life and Death Crisis, naturally no one had the attention to spare her.

She fell to the ground and looked at the slowly approaching Cursed Person. Staring at its face crawling with curse markings, her heart filled with despair. "Young master, Bai He can no longer serve you..."

Pfft!

"What did you say?"

A familiar voice came from nearby. Bai He, who had closed her eyes and awaited death, abruptly opened them—and saw Fang Xi!

With a casual chop of his right hand, Fang Xi sent the Cursed Person's head flying high into the air.

"I'll deal with you later!"

After tossing out those words, Fang Xi charged toward the two Wood Persons.

Although these Wood Persons were extremely powerful, they were still several notches weaker than a True Energy Martial Master.

With a palm from his Primordial Chaos Energy, he smashed one after another into pieces.

"Senior Brother, you're finally back!"

Tang Xuan's face was full of delight.

"Mm!"

Fang Xi looked around and went wherever there was a gap to help.

Only after half an hour did the monsters finally retreat once more.

The people from White Cloud Martial Arts School were all exhausted and collapsed onto the ground, panting without the slightest concern for appearances. "We survived! We survived!"

Tang Xuan saw Fang Xi holding a torch and setting two Wood Persons alight, and could not help asking curiously, "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

"Nothing. Just a little experiment."

Fang Xi stared without blinking. After the roots had been burned, two more seeds emerged from the charred corpses.

"One seed for each Wood Person?"

He put the seeds away, planning to study them carefully later.

"Sigh... Fang Xi, if not for you this time, who knows how many more people our martial school would have lost..." Mu Canglong came over supported by Mu Piaomiao, his face still filled with lingering fear.

"The monsters' range of activity has expanded. We can't stay here."

Fang Xi looked at everyone around him, his voice heavy. "Make preparations... We're leaving this place immediately!"