Fang Yu: Another One Coveting My Body

Because he had used up his talisman paper and cinnabar ink, Fang Yu took the spirit stones he had just acquired and began purchasing more talisman paper and cinnabar ink.

Fang Yu knew very well that trouble might be waiting for him next. Though he was reluctant to take that step in his heart.

But now, it seemed somewhat impossible. A thunder-attributed mutated spirit root—it was hard for anyone not to be tempted. So long as no accident occurred, he would at least become a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. To rogue cultivators, such temptation was almost impossible to resist.

Once the thought of seizing his body arose, there would be no putting it out of their minds.

Therefore, even though he was confident he could deal with and kill the Meng Shan brothers, he still had to make preparations.

After all, magical artifacts, talismans, and even formation arrays—which were almost impossible to come across—were all no small trouble.

Fortunately, he could now be considered to have mastered a skill with which to establish himself and survive. He had much greater confidence in handling whatever came next.

Besides that, he needed to properly study and familiarize himself with the magical artifact he had just obtained. Only then would he have a better chance against any trouble that might arise.

Before long, Fang Yu had bought enough talisman paper and cinnabar ink. Just as he was preparing to return to the stone house to draw talismans and study magical artifacts, his brow suddenly twitched.

"Look, what a huge bird!" A male cultivator not far away suddenly cried out.

Then, a massive black shadow swooped down from the distant sky, entering Fang Yu's field of vision.

It was a two-headed monstrous bird as large as a calf.

It resembled an eagle, yet was not an eagle. Its body was covered in gray feathers, its spread wings spanning several zhang. Beneath it was a pair of scythe-sharp talons, while two bald and vicious bird heads sat upon its neck, their four tiny eyes glimmering faintly green.

What a ferocious demonic bird!

"How ugly!"

"It's so big!"

"Catch it quickly! It would be perfect as a mount!"

"I think its target is that person."

"Watch out, sir!"

Only then did people suddenly realize that the two-headed monstrous bird's target was Fang Yu.

Naturally, Fang Yu had noticed as well, but he did not dodge. It was not that he could not. With the speed of the Eclosion Sect's Dragon-Walking Tiger-Leaping Steps, so long as he wished it, he could evade even when it was right in front of him.

However, he was currently only at the fourth layer of Qi Refinement, and Meng Shan the Second was among the crowd. If he dodged outright, it would inevitably arouse the other man's suspicions.

At the same time, the two people riding the two-headed monstrous bird shouted to stop it, with excellent results. The two-headed demonic bird let out an unwilling screech, then continued on its way.

Seeing this, Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Before Meng Shan the Second, he did not want to reveal his cultivation realm or strength.

Although it might make the other party change his mind, it was even more likely to backfire. If they learned that he carried a great secret, greed might arise in their hearts. A plan they had merely been considering could be put into action.

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, he did not wish to fall out with them and reveal his true strength.

This all sounded like a lengthy affair, but in truth, it took only a few short breaths. The moment the two-headed monstrous bird vanished, everyone began discussing it. As for Fang Yu, who had narrowly escaped disaster, no one paid him much attention.

"It should be the spirit bird, the Double-Headed Bustard, raised by the Yan family, the foremost cultivation clan of the Yue Kingdom. There must have been people riding it just now. Otherwise, it would have already eaten that Qi Refinement third- or fourth-layer cultivator."

"The Yan family? That cultivation family outside the great cultivation sects that is the only one with a Core Formation cultivator?" someone exclaimed.

"If not this Yan family, then which Yan family? I arrived earlier than you all, so I have seen this Double-Headed Bustard once before. I also know that the Yan family sent a brother and sister this time to participate in the Ascension Conference's arena competition!" another cultivator bragged smugly.

"No way! The Yan family also sent people to the Ascension Conference? They never sent anyone in previous years! Doesn't that mean there will definitely be two fewer slots?"

"Exactly. If we run into those two from the Yan family in the arena, wouldn't we be utterly doomed?"

The expressions of these cultivators all turned rather ugly. Some even began sighing.

Fang Yu remembered as well, and his face darkened slightly as he muttered under his breath.

"Yan Family Fort. I'll remember this."

After saying that, he cast an inconspicuous glance at the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second among the nearby crowd. Then, as though aimlessly wandering, and as though startled, he slipped into the not particularly crowded throng and quietly disappeared.

He had not expected even a beast to covet his body.

Sure enough, being too charming was a burden as well!

However, he guessed that demonic beasts were more sensitive to vitality and blood. It had sensed the abundant, surging blood and qi within his body, and instinctively wanted to devour him.

"This fellow is strange."

Watching Fang Yu's disappearing back, the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second frowned and muttered to himself.

"Looks like I need to discuss the plan with Big Brother again. There cannot be any mistakes. If we let him escape, it will bring endless future trouble. I'm taking that body for sure."

Before his words had even faded, the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second quietly left the crowd to find Meng Shan the First.

At the same time, Fang Yu had already returned to the stone house and continued his great talisman-making endeavor.

If cultivating spells did not require so much time, he had planned to cultivate another spell and use it to draw another kind of talisman. But now, it seemed there was not enough time.

Though he could leave at any time, he still had to make sufficient preparations and settle this enmity while he was at it.

The night passed without incident. Fang Yu used up more than half of his talisman paper and cinnabar ink again, while the true essence and magic power within his body were completely exhausted.

Therefore, he chose to directly swallow a Foundation Establishment Pill to speed up the recovery of his depleted true essence and magic power.

Compared to spirit stones, the Foundation Establishment Pill was clearly far more effective. Moreover, under these circumstances, refining the Foundation Establishment Pill was much faster as well.

In just one day, he not only restored his depleted true essence and magic power.

Both his Qi Refinement cultivation and physical body cultivation had also reached a bottleneck. He estimated that it would not be long before they recovered, which made Fang Yu even happier.

He began his great talisman-making endeavor once more. No cultivator would ever complain about having too many talismans, and Fang Yu was no exception.

At the same time, Meng Shan the First found a helper.

"Second Brother, this fellow Daoist is Azure-Pattern Daoist. He has already agreed to lend us a hand."

Meng Shan the First introduced to the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second a cultivator of about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, dressed as a Daoist priest. The man had a fair, beardless face and regular features. A whisk rested over his arm as he smiled at the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second.

Though the Daoist was only at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, for some reason, the yellow-robed Meng Shan the Second sensed a trace of danger from him. He did not dare underestimate him, and promptly cupped his hands.

"Greetings, Daoist. Thank you for your assistance this time."

"You are too polite, fellow Daoist. I merely take people's money and rid them of their disasters."

Azure-Pattern Daoist smiled faintly, but his words sent a chill through Meng Shan the Second. The smile on his face stiffened somewhat.

"However, with the cultivation realms of you two fellow Daoists, how could you possibly be unable to deal with a mere fourth-layer Qi Refinement cultivator? Could it be that he possesses some powerful magical artifact or talisman?" Azure-Pattern Daoist turned to the matter at hand.