Battle of Heavenly Secrets

Battle of Heavenly Mechanism

Sure enough—the leader of the demonic path possessed quite a few life-preserving secret arts. Completely exterminating him would truly be troublesome. Fang Qing fell into thought.

Before long, a female cultivator in palace robes stepped forward, carrying a tray.

"See whether these items are suitable, Fellow Daoist?"

The First Palace Master's aged voice sounded.

Fang Qing glanced over the tray and saw a jet-black fragment of a Dharma robe, half a broken bone blade, and a vial of peculiar essence blood—

"That will be enough. Many thanks, First Palace Master."

He smiled faintly and swept out a hand, collecting all this junk. Though they were scraps, they could serve as anchors for divination.

With this dimensionality-reducing strike, Heaven Baleful Old Monster would not be able to escape.

"Fellow Daoist possesses extraordinary talent. You may perhaps have hope of Spirit Transformation in the future—would you be willing to join my Water Moon Palace?"

The First Palace Master, with skin like chicken and hair like a crane's feathers, suddenly said, "If Fellow Daoist is willing to enter Water Moon Palace, all of this palace's treasures and inheritances will be open to you."

"First Palace Master?"

The Second Palace Master beside her clearly had not expected this and could not help looking anxious.

"Join Water Moon Palace?"

Fang Qing wore a faintly smiling expression. "No need—I am accustomed to drifting free as cloud and crane."

"What a pity. This palace has lost a brilliant talent—does Fellow Daoist intend to pursue Heaven Baleful Old Monster alone? That Old Devil escaped from the hands of a Spirit Transformation patriarch; even if it was only an external incarnation, he is still not to be underestimated. Would you like this old woman to lend you a hand?"

Though she had been refused, the