Qi Refinement Way.
Bloodfiend Island, inside a cave dwelling.
Fang Qing pondered for a moment, then withdrew his attention from Sangji.
At this time, Sangji had changed from a Buddhist Son back into the utterly unremarkable abbot of the Temple of All Living Beings Without Form, beginning to visit the various temples according to his scheduled itinerary.
It had to be said that the Corpse Yin Sect had chosen an excellent time for this probe—
The key was that the Temple of All Living Beings Without Form truly was somewhat hollowed out—no matter what, I should still be the one to tie up the loose ends.
With a thought, he immersed himself in the Dao-Born Pearl and poured one Divine Ability after another into the body of Xu Hei, Duzi of the Breath-Nourishing Dao.
Although Duzi possessed no Divine Abilities and could not receive an empowerment to gain the fighting strength of a Buddhist Son, precisely because his Purple Mansion contained no Divine Abilities, a blank sheet was easy to paint upon—there was no need to remain bound to Earth Virtue; he could readily convert to another lineage.
This investment should not involve combat power above the Purple Mansion realm either. Otherwise, if the Corpse Yin Sect raised the stakes and dispatched people such as envoys, it would become an endless affair—Xu Hei alone would suffice."
Moreover, Fang Qing was indeed somewhat wary of the Breath-Nourishing Dao now.
Those True Lords were awakening one after another, each one crafty and deeply calculating, each laying out his own schemes. It was truly rather dangerous.
His main body had remained stationed in the Qi Refinement Way, nearly prepared to endure until he attained Gold before going to the world of the Breath-Nourishing Dao.
That way, no matter which side harbored schemes, his