Immortal Cultivators' Ghost Market

"Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body!"

Fang Yaoyang, who had been standing rooted to the spot, first cried out in surprise. Then he quickly moved in front of Liu Zhengqing and looked him up and down.

"That's right, it's the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body. Hahaha..."

As though he had confirmed something, Fang Yaoyang burst out laughing as he spoke.

"Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body!"

Fu Ziping, standing beside Bi Changsheng, also looked shocked when he heard the name Fang Yaoyang had mentioned.

"What exactly are you laughing about, old man?"

Bi Changsheng, somewhat confused by the situation, asked Fang Yaoyang.

"I'll tell you later."

"You brat, throw a few moves for me first."

Fang Yaoyang replied to Bi Changsheng without even turning his head, then spoke to Liu Zhengqing in front of him.

Liu Zhengqing was just as bewildered. After hearing Fang Yaoyang's words, he hesitated and looked toward Bi Changsheng.

"Do as he says."

Bi Changsheng was curious about the reason for Fang Yaoyang's extreme reaction, so he told Liu Zhengqing to comply.

Liu Zhengqing set down the medicinal herbs he had been carrying and began practicing the Six Harmonies Fist in the open space. During this period, Liu Zhengqing had not only raised his cultivation to the Late Bone Forging Realm, but had also cultivated the Six Harmonies Fist to the Great Accomplishment Realm.

Thus, the Six Harmonies Fist moved with ordered momentum in Liu Zhengqing's hands, his fist shadows encompassing the six directions.

"Now I'm certain. It really is the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body. And what kind of trashy fist technique is he practicing? He's simply squandering a heavenly treasure."

After watching Liu Zhengqing practice for a while, Fang Yaoyang began to complain.

"What exactly is this Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body?"

After Liu Zhengqing finished practicing, Bi Changsheng asked Fang Yaoyang again.

This time, Fang Yaoyang did not keep him in suspense. Instead, he directly explained to Bi Changsheng what the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body was.

As it turned out, besides the sect-defending art known as the "Hegemonic Heaven Divine Fist," the Divine Fist Sect also possessed another sect-defending art: the "Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body."

It was said that if one could cultivate both the Hegemonic Heaven Divine Fist and the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body, one would possess strength invincible beneath the heavens.

Unlike the Hegemonic Heaven Divine Fist, the requirements for cultivating the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body were extremely harsh. For three generations in a row, the Divine Fist Sect had failed to produce anyone who met the cultivation requirements. The Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body required a powerful Root Bone inclined toward fist arts in order to be cultivated successfully, and the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body was the Divine Fist Sect's name for this kind of Root Bone constitution.

"So Zheng Qing has the constitution you mentioned, the one capable of cultivating the Azure Heaven Hegemonic Body."

After listening to Fang Yaoyang's explanation, Bi Changsheng repeated it back to him.

"That's right. Brat, are you willing to acknowledge me as your master?"

After finishing his explanation, Fang Yaoyang spoke to Liu Zhengqing in front of him.

By now, Fang Yaoyang had already come to a stop and was preparing to accept Liu Zhengqing's disciple ceremony. He had even begun thinking about how to nurture Liu Zhengqing in the future, help him quickly become the strongest beneath the heavens, and lead the Divine Fist Sect to another peak...

"I'm not willing. I only want to follow Young Master."

Liu Zhengqing decisively refused, ruthlessly shattering Fang Yaoyang's fantasies.

"You're willing? Then hurry up and—"

"You're not willing?"

Fang Yaoyang's mouth moved faster than his brain. Once he realized what Liu Zhengqing had said, he asked in disbelief.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I'm Fang Yaoyang, the Supreme Elder of the Divine Fist Sect, one of Great Gan's ten major powers, and an unparalleled martial artist in the late Condensing Gang Realm."

"How many people have wept and begged to acknowledge me as their master, yet I accepted none of them..."

In order to entice Liu Zhengqing to become his disciple, Fang Yaoyang practically counted off every virtue he possessed for him.

"I'm not willing. I only want to follow Young Master."

As the saying went, sincerity was the ultimate killing move. Liu Zhengqing once again refused according to the feelings in his heart.

"Brat, hurry up and talk some sense into him."

Seeing how stubborn Liu Zhengqing was, Fang Yaoyang spoke to Bi Changsheng, hoping he would persuade Liu Zhengqing.

"I respect Zheng Qing's decision. Besides, Zheng Qing following me may not be any worse than becoming a disciple of an old man like you."

Bi Changsheng certainly was not going to persuade Liu Zhengqing. Although he knew that Liu Zhengqing would receive vigorous nurturing and rapidly increase his strength after joining the Divine Fist Sect, he was no slouch himself and was fully capable of nurturing Liu Zhengqing. Thus, Bi Changsheng intended to respect Liu Zhengqing's own decision.

"You..."

"I'm seriously about to die of anger."

After Bi Changsheng rejected him, Fang Yaoyang had originally wanted to say, How can you compare with me? But when he recalled the dangerous feeling he had sensed from Bi Changsheng just now, he did not voice it.

Fang Yaoyang still refused to give up. He latched onto Liu Zhengqing and tried every means to persuade him to become his disciple, but Liu Zhengqing remained unmoved.

In the end, it was only after Fu Ziping's persuasion that Fang Yaoyang reluctantly returned to the Divine Fist Sect.

Over the next few days, whenever Fang Yaoyang came to collect medicine or have Bi Changsheng examine him, he would stay for a long while and pester Liu Zhengqing, trying to get him to become his disciple. Needless to say, every attempt ultimately ended in failure.

Liu Zhengqing's feelings were not so easily changed.

However, Fang Yaoyang's efforts were not completely useless. At the very least, he had become familiar with Bi Changsheng and the others. Even Little Black had grown quite familiar with Fang Yaoyang.

Recently, Little Black seemed to have reached some crucial stage in its cultivation. It spent most of its time curled up in a corner, sleeping soundly.

On the fourth day after settling on a treatment plan with Fang Yaoyang, Bi Changsheng had just sent him off and was sitting before the desk in his study, holding a brush as he traced and outlined patterns on paper. Beneath the tip of Bi Changsheng's brush, which moved in one fluid stroke, a complicated talisman gradually emerged on the paper.

Unfortunately, when the talisman was complete, no spiritual light appeared upon it.

Bi Changsheng was currently drawing the Divine Movement Talisman, one of the three talismans he had exchanged from Old Daoist Su. Since Bi Changsheng had not yet embarked on the immortal path or refined magical power, the talismans he drew naturally had only an empty shell of an appearance.

Among the three talismans he had exchanged from Old Daoist Su, the Fireball Talisman—which Old Daoist Su valued most—was actually the one Bi Changsheng was least interested in. He had already seen the Fireball Talisman's power, and it was inferior to a casual sword strike from him, making it practically useless in his eyes.

Instead, Bi Changsheng was more interested in the other two talismans, the Divine Movement Talisman and the Qi Absorption Talisman. The Divine Movement Talisman could conserve energy and increase speed during long-distance travel, while the Qi Absorption Talisman, although merely an ordinary talisman capable of storing energy, had other uses in mind for Bi Changsheng.

The reason Bi Changsheng had begun practicing talisman drawing before entering the immortal path was that, besides being activated by an immortal cultivator infusing it with magical power, a talisman could also be drawn by an ordinary person using spirit liquid, allowing the spiritual energy within the spirit liquid to empower it with magical power.

Thus, whenever he had free time recently, Bi Changsheng had begun practicing the drawing of the two talismans. With his comprehension, he quickly mastered the drawing of both.

Next, he needed to refine spirit liquid and use it to draw the talismans. Only then could the talisman patterns form true talismans.

One of the main ingredients in spirit liquid was rather rare in Great Gan and could generally be obtained only from immortal cultivators. However, the only immortal cultivator Bi Changsheng knew was Old Daoist Su, and he had no idea where Old Daoist Su was now. Helpless, Bi Changsheng could only set the matter aside for the time being.

Unexpectedly, it was only after chatting with Fang Yaoyang two days ago that Bi Changsheng learned that the Divine Fist Sect had actually organized a ghost market for immortal cultivators in Ningyun City. However, because immortal cultivators were few in number, the ghost market opened for only one night each month, making it convenient for everyone to gather and trade.

And tonight was the night when the immortal cultivators' ghost market opened.