A Body Full of Treasures, Dying with Eyes Wide Open

Based on the sensations transmitted by the Gu worms, the Essence Blood of the True Dragon Zigong was extremely pure.

When Fang Shu's Gu worms consumed this substance, they became comparable to, or even surpassed, Fang Shu's own flesh and blood.

It should be noted that the reason why Fang Shu's flesh and blood had such a great effect on the Gu worms was because it was related to the Dao vein he established when he Foundation Establishment, which greatly enhanced them.

The Essence Blood of the True Dragon Zigong is actually much more potent for Gu worms.

Even so, because of its extreme purity, it still greatly benefits the Gu worms when they consume it.

"Since Gu worms are edible, I might not be unable to eat them either."

Fang Shu's mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts.

After examining it several times, he quickly took a wisp of the collected True Dragon Essence Blood and put it in his mouth.

As expected, the vast and pure Qi and Blood and energy surged into his body with overwhelming force, as if trying to set him ablaze.

However, this Essence Blood also brought unimaginable "medicinal properties," which made Fang Shu's expression brighten.

After about ten breaths, he opened his eyes, exhaled, and slowly uttered, "This Essence Blood is truly no less than Millennium Spirit Herb."

He then tried consuming a few more strands and discovered that several strands of the Core Qi within his body had been newly generated as a result, and the speed at which this energy was generated was dozens or even hundreds of times faster than when he used to endure arduous meditation.

However, Fang Shu immediately stopped refining the True Dragon's Essence Blood.

He rose from the altar and paced around the quiet room, thinking to himself, "Although this Essence Blood can be directly refined and transformed into the Core Qi within my body, the losses in the process are quite significant."

The Unseen, this energy is excessively domineering; excessive consumption may damage one's foundation.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately thought of the Refining Spirit Old Dragon behind the True Dragon Zigong.

Directly consuming the Essence Blood of the other party's offspring might easily lead to them launching a counterattack.

After careful consideration, he realized that the safest approach was to use the True Dragon's Essence Blood as medicine, process it thoroughly to eliminate any impurities, and transform it into a medicinal pill.

This not only avoids disaster but also makes the best use of resources and reduces waste.

With a whoosh.

Fang Shu raised his sleeve, and a jade bottle flew out. Then, purplish-black Essence Blood gushed out from his sleeve, turning into drops of heavy dragon blood at the mouth of the bottle and storing inside.

With a few snapping sounds, he took out several Talisman and carefully sealed the jade bottle.

This mass of Essence Blood was what he had collected after he had smashed the skull of the True Dragon Zigong.

It also contains a portion of the other party's soul, which may be separated in the future and refined into a suitable object.

After handling the situation in this way, Fang Shu looked regretful.

Although he seized some of the Essence Blood and remnant soul, most of it remained outside Shattered Star Sea Market.

"Damn it, if it weren't for that treacherous old Daoist, I might have gained three hundred years of cultivation by obtaining this complete True Dragon body today." He sighed inwardly.

Immediately, Fang Shu thought of something, moved his feet, and passed through the cabin, appearing on the deck of the Golden Core Treasure Ship.

The treasure ship is currently speeding across the sea.

The immortals surnamed Immortal cultivator were diligently steering the course, estimating that it wouldn't be long before they could rejoin the Western Sea Chidao.

Meanwhile, the deck was bustling with activity.

A group of alluring women, seemingly having overcome their initial panic, were seen whispering amongst themselves or looking around, each busy with their own tasks.

"Keep your voices down, ladies, keep your voices down!"

The turtle Immortal cultivator was mixed in with the crowd, repeatedly trying to quiet the demonesses, but the demonesses around him completely ignored him.

The sounds on the deck subsided only when Fang Shu appeared there.

During this time, the tortoise Immortal cultivator fixed its body, suddenly retracted its head into its shell, and landed on the deck with a thud, its body flipping and spinning.

The various enchantresses all lowered their heads, but a few of them were bolder, puffing out their chests and wagging their tails, striking distinctive poses towards Fang Shu.

However, Fang Shu didn't even glance at the other person. He reached out and raised his hand, then used magic to transform the huge scale tail on the deck into a lizard's tail.

He then took a jade box and carefully placed the lizard's tail inside.

Although this tail was discarded by the True Dragon Zigong in its attempt to survive, the True Dragon's Essence Blood on it is genuine.

In terms of quantity, it was even greater than what he had taken from that Zigong's head.

After all, without the blessing of True Dragon Essence Blood, this scale tail could not exert the Law Power of True Immortal, nor could it serve as "bait".

Fang Shu examined the tail in the box and couldn't help but chuckle, "Even though it's True Dragon, it seems it can't escape its old habits."

With a snap, he closed the jade box, and then looked up at the enchanting Immortal cultivator on the deck.

At this moment, a demoness finally stepped forward and, mustering her courage, bowed. "Thank you, sir, for rescuing us from this fiery pit."

With one person taking the lead in showing goodwill, the other young women also rushed forward, calling out, "The Immortal's ship is short-handed; why don't we fill in?"

"What a handsome immortal! If you spare our lives, we are willing to serve you as your slaves and servants for the rest of our lives."

To be fair, while these enchantresses might appear strange to mortals, from the perspective of Immortal cultivator, each of them was considered beautiful.

Moreover, these people were all quite powerful, each of them being at the Foundation Establishment stage.

With such cultivation and numbers, if they were placed in Mount Lu, they could easily establish their own small sect.

However, Fang Shu's gaze shifted from the group of demonesses and finally landed on the turtle and Immortal cultivator.

He flashed and appeared beside the other person.

With two light taps, he said, smiling, "Fellow Daoist Turtle, don't you have anything to say to me?"

He paused, then continued, "Or is it that a subject dies for his lord's honor, and Fellow Daoist Turtle intends to die for his cause?"

"Spare me! Spare me!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a voice came from inside the tortoise shell.

A bald head peeked out from inside the shell, a strange, fawning smile on its face.

The old tortoise rolled over and lay down in front of Fang Shu: "Me too! I only beg the immortal to spare my life, and I'll be willing to be his slave."

However, Fang Shu did not respond to the demons' words. He simply said, "You should each tell them about your master's affairs. Do not hide anything."

Upon hearing this, one of the vixens, with a fiery personality, actually took half a step forward, a smile on her face, trying to get closer to Fang Shu.

"Oh dear, sir, why be so formal—"

Before she could finish speaking, a flying Flying Sword shot out and cleaved her in two right in front of all the demons.

A voice rang out from the deck at that moment. "Get to the point, don't be so frivolous."

It was Fang Shu who casually finished him off with a sword strike, and then he waved his hand.

The surrounding demonesses then saw a phantom emerge from the dead man's body and fly in terror to Fang Shu's side.

In front of these people, Fang Shu began to search and examine the soul of the demoness in his hand.

It is said that there wasn't a single "human" among the group of Immortal cultivator on this deck; they were all demons.

They were all servants of that scoundrel Zigong, so Fang Shu wouldn't feel the slightest ripple in his heart as he slaughtered these demons.

In fact, if these guys weren't serving a True Dragon, they would likely know a great deal about the Western Sea through what they've heard and seen.

Otherwise, Fang Shu might not say a word and simply eliminate them all to avoid them getting in the way.

Fang Shu's sudden act of violence stunned the surrounding demonesses.

They all quieted down, and dared not utter a sound unless Fang Shu asked.

With two buzzing sounds, Fang Shu released several Gu worms, separating the group and interrogating each of them.

This method was just his usual way of interrogating people, but unexpectedly, a witch actually made a mistake in her words to mislead Fang Shu.

After being exposed, Fang Shu didn't bother to ask any more questions and simply used his sword to snatch away the other's soul.

After personally searching their souls several times, he discovered that these demonesses had all had sexual relations with the True Dragon Zigong and had received his promise that if they could give birth to a child or two, they could be freed from their slave status.

At this moment, they were unaware that the True Dragon Zigong had been killed by Fang Shu, and they still held onto hope that the True Dragon Zigong could fight back and rescue them.

Compared to these enchanting women, the Immortal cultivator immortal, who was clearly a confidant of the True Dragon Zigong, was exceptionally sensible.

Whatever Fang Shu asked, the old tortoise answered without any concealment, and even proactively revealed things that Fang Shu had not yet noticed.

And so the day went.

With the revelations from these demons and the discovery of several more souls, Fang Shu had gained a fairly good understanding of the Western Sea beneath his feet.

Just as he had tricked that True Immortal Shattered Star into saying.

Although the True Dragon Zigong was the offspring of the Refining Spirit Old Dragon and could be mentioned in front of the Refining Spirit Old Dragon, he was merely someone the Old Dragon would remember by name.

If we compare it to the Immortal cultivator on the Western Continent, the True Dragon Zigong can barely be considered a True Disciple.

As for why the other party rushed forward to their deaths, Fang Shu learned it from them.

His expression was strange. "Is it all because of this treasure ship? -- Has the reputation of the Vast Sea True Immortal become so tarnished overseas?"

Upon hearing this, the Turtle Immortal cultivator immediately flattered, "That's not quite true. Within the Western Sea, only our young master—that Zigong —and the other True Dragon dare to look down on the Vast Sea True Immortal."

If the Immortal cultivator of the Vast Sea encountered other people, such as the old Daoist Shattered Star, they would all still treat them as honored guests.

Fang Shu seemed to be deep in thought.

He then looked at the tortoise and Immortal cultivator and suddenly asked, "Aside from the Dragon Clan being too arrogant, there must be other reasons."

But is it because the Immortal Abode of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture is keen on doing business with you?

Upon hearing this, the turtle Immortal cultivator froze.

But he still forced a smile and said, "Well, perhaps it is. The people of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture aren't just doing business with us."

It also intersects with many other islands.

Upon hearing this, Fang Shu's smile vanished completely.

He calmly asked again, "Ordinary business would never be treated like this. It must be because you did something obsequious and ingratiating that you were treated so disrespectfully."

Fellow Daoist, could you please elaborate?

With a thud, the turtle Immortal cultivator immediately lay down on the deck, but it no longer concealed itself and honestly revealed the whole story of the business of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture.

It turns out that whenever the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture sets sail, it carries a large number of mortal immortals on board.

They claimed that they wanted to develop overseas islands and send people to various islands, but in reality, it was like the slave trade, just sending them into the sea without caring whether they lived or died.

Furthermore, the mortals and cultivators on the ship were often tricked and swindled by the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture.

Besides living people, they would even transport the hearts, livers, spleens, lungs, and kidneys of human Immortal cultivator into the Western Sea as magical Law Artifact.

However, its purpose was not for the Immortal cultivator of the Western Sea to refine and use, but rather to give them a delicious meal!

As for the reason, the turtle and Immortal cultivator honestly said, "We are sea demon Immortal cultivator who have our own demon bodies to refine, so why would we care about the magical Law Artifact refined by humans?"

However, these organs that have been refined through rituals are sometimes more palatable than those of other demons; they are generally considered top-grade delicacies used for banquets in the sea.

This matter was so Fang Shu that when he learned about it from the other demonesses, he didn't quite believe it, which is why he had to question the old tortoise in front of him again.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of the Yu Family's ship that he had destroyed back then.

At the time, he thought that the Yu Family was just secretly selling human-shaped magical Law Artifact so that they could be sold to other Immortal cultivator at high prices. But now it seems that the purpose of those human-shaped Law Artifact is probably not all for use on other people.

After pondering for a long time, Fang Shu finally spoke up, "A dignified Immortal Prefecture with strict rules, why would it suffer such a tarnished reputation after setting sail?"

Upon hearing this, the tortoise Immortal cultivator looked up and stole a glance at Fang Shu, then suddenly mustered his courage and asked, "May I ask, immortal master, are you True Immortal from the Vast Sea?"

After receiving a negative response from Fang Shu.

The old tortoise seemed to breathe a sigh of relief before explaining, "On the surface, this matter was actually being handled by a small number of people within the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture. Most of them were simply acting under the guise of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture."

But to tell you the truth, if the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture hadn't been so indifferent, things wouldn't have turned out this way—there were several...

This incident caused quite a stir, and the news even reached the shore, attracting a sweep by the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture of the Vast Sea.

But none of the key Golden Core Lineage collapsed; only the small fry were wiped out.

These words made Fang Shu raise an eyebrow.

Furthermore, he keenly sensed that the old tortoise's words were not only pointing out the inaction of the Vast Sea Immortal Prefecture itself, but also the Divine Immortal who was in charge of the Vast Sea.

After questioning him several more times, he received confirmation from the old tortoise.

In this demon's view, the main reason lies in the inaction of the immortals who Refining Spirit Immortal.

After asking the question, Fang Shu sighed repeatedly.

However, he didn't dwell on it for long; he had something else to do.

He faced the Immortal cultivator immortal and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Tortoise, for your kind words in answering my questions one by one."

The tortoise Immortal cultivator forced a smile and repeatedly returned the greeting, saying, "You're too kind, immortal."

But before its smile could fully bloom, it froze on its face with a hiss.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle

Immediately afterwards, the sounds of sharp weapons slicing through limbs and cracking through carapaces filled the deck.

When the Immortal cultivator struggled to turn its head, it saw that the demonesses, who had been standing properly, had all collapsed to the ground as if they had been mowed.

The exquisite faces of the group of enchantresses all bore traces of astonishment and disbelief, as if they had died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

Thump.

The old tortoise was in the same situation. Before it could even beg for mercy, it suddenly felt dizzy and a familiar body appeared in its field of vision.

That is its shell.