Taking the Stage, Switching Fighters at the Last Moment

Fang Shu remembered the Lone Pavilion Master's instructions: it was just helping out; that was an important matter for outsiders, not for his own family.

He stayed in his room to recover from his injuries, and within a day or two, he had fully recovered, but he was not in a hurry to go out.

Instead, he used the pressure from testing his fists with Qin Min to thoroughly temper his muscles and bones, until he had refined all the remaining Purple Lead Mica Milk into his body.

Only then did he have the idea of going out to stretch his muscles.

At this moment, the text in one section of the Dao Register had changed to:

[Realm: Second Tribulation Refining Essence Human Immortal (51% complete)]

After consuming the two bags of Purple Lead Mica Milk, Fang Shu completed more than half of the Second Bandit Cultivator process in a short period of time!

This efficiency seems to have dropped considerably compared to when he first obtained the Purple Lead Mica Milk.

But in reality, this is a perfectly normal situation.

It should be known that the further one progresses in cultivation, the slower the progress becomes and the greater the consumption. In particular, Fang Shu paid great attention to his Fang Shu during the process of taking medicine. He would rather waste the medicinal power than let his own Qi and Blood foundation appear weak.

In addition to consuming it himself, he also misappropriated a lot of precious medicines to feed his Long-Tongue Sword and Gu worms, and occasionally he would also refine some new Gu worms.

The fact that two bags of Purple Lead Mica Milk could advance his cultivation by more than halfway was already a pleasant surprise to him, making him realize that the "Superior" Root Bone Fruit was not cultivated in vain.

If one's innate Root Bone remains at a medium level, the gains will be even less; achieving 30-40% completion would be considered good.

Inside the room.

Fang Shu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bright and alert, in excellent condition.

Without further thought, he immediately took the Solitary Gu Hall robe from the clothes rack, and without putting on an outer robe, he nimbly left the room and headed towards the Inner Court Council Hall.

Today is the last day he asked someone to tell the Seven Fragrance Tower that he would be performing on stage to help with the boxing match.

As a result, Fang Shu did not find Lone Pavilion Master in the council hall. After briefly explaining to Senior Sister Du Yu'er, he left the dojo in a low-key manner and headed straight for the Seven Fragrance Tower.

Throughout the journey, he felt no fear of assisting in the fight; only anticipation and excitement.

The act of assisting in a fight is completely different from the martial arts practice among the dojo disciples; it involves the use of Law Technique, and indeed, the use of Law Technique!

If one's skills are too poor, it's possible to be crippled or even disabled on the spot while assisting in a fight.

Fortunately, the exchange of blows was ultimately ostensibly for "sparring," and even if blood was drawn, cases aimed at crippling the opponent were extremely rare, and deaths were even rarer. It was entirely different from a life-or-death struggle.

This is precisely the main reason why the various martial arts schools in the town allow the practice of helping others fight.

This matter, within certain rules, allows disciples to fight and compete, cultivating a fierce spirit, rather than turning them into "young masters and ladies" who only know how to practice martial arts but not how to kill.

Shortly after Fang Shu left.

The Lone Pavilion Master also learned that he had gone to keep the appointment to help with the fight.

After pondering for a moment, the old woman immediately instructed Du Yu'er to call Qin Min out of the room.

Qin Min has also been cultivating diligently these days, and her Qi and Blood and energy are even more vigorous, bringing her closer to the third tribulation than before.

The minor injuries she had sustained had long since healed completely.

"Greetings, Master." Qin Min bowed and then looked up at the Lone Pavilion Master with a puzzled expression.

The Lone Pavilion Master gave the order directly:

"Fang Shu has already rushed to the Seven Fragrance Tower to assist in the martial arts battle. Since it's only a matter between two Tribulation Immortal cultivator, it would be overkill for me to get involved. You will lead the disciples who are still free in the pavilion to go and watch the battle and broaden their horizons."

Qin Min was immediately taken aback. "Me, take the lead?"

Her gaze was surprised and showed resistance. She did not respond, but looked at Du Yu'er beside her.

Before she could speak, the Lone Pavilion Master shouted in a deep voice:

"Qin Min, I don't know what kind of conflict you two had, but you should know that you and Fang Shu are fellow disciples. As long as there is no enmity or blood feud, you two are no match for each other."

Even if brothers quarrel within the walls, they unite to defend against external threats. Today, he has accepted the invitation from our sect to engage in a magical duel; how can he go without the company of his fellow disciples?

Upon hearing this, Qin Min's expression hardened slightly, but she remained indifferent to it.

It's not like she doesn't want to get along with that guy surnamed Fang. When Fang Lu came, it was once, and then again when she was invited to the last small gathering. She had already swallowed her pride and taken the initiative to make amends twice.

On the contrary, that guy surnamed Fang is petty and narrow-minded. Just because of a small matter before he entered the Daoist path, he doesn't get close to her. He's really overconfident.

Despite her inner grumbling, Qin Min didn't dare utter a single word of "no."

She bowed her head to the Lone Pavilion Master and acknowledged the matter. "This disciple understands."

Seeing that Qin Min remained unmoved, the Lone Pavilion Master wasn't sure if she had listened to her. But since the girl had obeyed, she didn't say anything more, only adding a final instruction:

"Even if you enter Immortal Sect in the future, you will still have a bond of kinship."

Immediately, the Lone Pavilion Master served tea and saw the guest out, urging Qin Min to hurry over lest she be late.

Before Qin Min left, the Lone Pavilion Master looked at her granddaughter beside her. After thinking for a moment, she decided to have Du Yu'er follow after her as well, just to be on the safe side.

To avoid any unforeseen accident during the battle, and to prevent Qin Min from making a serious mistake due to her lack of experience and resentment.

At the same time.

Fang Shu arrived at Seven Fragrance Tower.

This building is the main building of the Seven Fragrance Tower property. It is seven stories high and looks magnificent. The area it occupies is not too large, but it is not small either. It is indeed a prestigious and lucrative property.

Today, the restaurant was not cleared of guests; on the contrary, it was bustling with activity. It seemed that many guests had come to drink and have tea out of interest in watching the magical duel.

Hundreds of eyes were already densely packed throughout the building, all fixed on the seven-story structure in the Seven Fragrance Tower that resembled an artificial mountain.

The frame is simple, mainly consisting of thick beams of varying heights, somewhat resembling the pillars that lions step on during lion dances, and a high platform where the incense balls being fought over are suspended.

This is the arena where the duel will take place; whoever lands first will lose.

Fang Shu came alone. He saw the lively scene in the building, but he only felt that the stares of many people were a bit annoying and did not pay much attention to the scene.

Fighting in public is a great opportunity for disciples of various martial arts schools to boast about their lineage and demonstrate their Law Power.

Fang Shu didn't pay attention to this scene, but many people in the building were interested in his appearance.

"Someone wearing the robes of the Solitary Gu Hall has arrived!"

"Wait, why is it a man who came? Wasn't it said that the most skilled woman in the Solitary Gu Hall was a woman?"

Someone scrutinized Fang Shu closely and immediately exclaimed, "This person is not Qin Min. The Solitary Gu Hall has temporarily replaced her!"

A burst of noise suddenly erupted in the building.

Especially the entire family of the Seven Fragrance Tower, who had been waiting for a long time in front of the dueling platform, had their expressions change drastically when they saw that the person who walked in was Fang Shu.

The daughters of the Seven Fragrance Tower murmured amongst themselves:

"How could the Solitary Gu Hall do this? Not only have they dragged this out for so long, but they've also replaced the person!"

"Mother, I remember we're looking for Qin Min, not a man."

"Hmph! If we had known this would happen, we would have gone to find other Daoist temples. If all else fails, we could have hired Immortal cultivator from the market."

Even the owner of the Seven Fragrance Tower herself couldn't keep her composure, especially since she recognized that the person who walked in was Fang Shu.

Although Fang Shu seemed quite capable and had successfully survived the ordeal of the Venom Pit, in the eyes of the Seven Fragrance Tower, he was still no match for Qin Min, who possessed Spirit Root.

However, the Seven Fragrance Tower didn't say anything unpleasant. Instead, she gave her chattering daughters around her a fierce look, then smiled politely and met Fang Shu, asking indirectly:

"Fellow Daoist, how many people have come to your establishment today? Shall we wait a moment?"

The building was noisy with people. Although Fang Shu couldn't hear the family's discussion, he did see their questioning eyes.

Too lazy to explain to the other party, Fang Shu said directly:

"Just one of them came specifically to lend a hand."

At this, a hint of disappointment was clearly visible in the eyes of the Seven Fragrance Tower. However, her expression did not change; instead, she smiled and exhaled, speaking:

"Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist. Our establishment and your esteemed institution have always maintained a good relationship, and the 50,000 Talisman Coins needed for our assistance are already prepared! They are ready for you to collect at any time."

Fang Shu nodded, and upon hearing this, glanced over and saw the pile of Talisman Coins next to him, which looked like a small mountain.

The owner of the Seven Fragrance Tower must have deliberately replaced all the Talisman Coins with individual coins, instead of using Black Ticket, in an effort to make it more tempting.

The other party then politely invited Fang Shu, saying, "Fellow Daoist, this way please. Please rest for a while, and I will immediately call someone from upstairs."

Immediately, the Seven Fragrance Tower hurriedly led her people upstairs, leaving only her daughters to serve Fang Shu on either side of the high platform.

Among them, Xiang Xingwu also recognized Fang Shu, and her sisters also recognized Fang Shu by the unusual look on her face.

In an instant, worry and doubt appeared on the faces of the Seven Fragrance Tower's children.

They didn't dare to ask Fang Shu directly, but instead whispered among themselves:

"What should we do? The person who caused the trouble isn't very old, but he's definitely over twenty, and he looks fierce. He's not someone who's only been practicing for a year or two."

His words implied doubt about Fang Shu's capabilities and expressed a desire to bring Qin Min back.

To their utter disappointment, not long after, Qin Min led a group of outer and inner disciples from the Solitary Gu Hall into the Seven Fragrance Tower.

But before they could even speak, Qin Min and a group of disciples from the Solitary Gu Hall sat down in the spectator seats, adopting a posture of overseeing the battle. Qin Min herself even closed her eyes to rest.

Not only were the people at Seven Fragrance Tower disappointed, but a group of sharp-looking men walked out of the building and stood in front of the high platform.

The leader seemed to be ready to go on stage for a duel, but after sizing up Fang Shu and glancing at Qin Min in the audience, he frowned slightly and did not step forward on his own.

The man then spoke to the crowd behind him.

Immediately afterward, a man who looked similar to him but appeared younger stepped out from behind him and easily leaped onto the high platform, overlooking the entire arena.

Fang Shu, however, was looking down, calmly circulating his Qi and Blood.

He wasn't blind; he had already taken in all the doubts, indifference, and disdainful glances from the crowd, realizing that he was not well-known and that almost no one paid him any attention.

Fang Shu remained calm and composed, sitting leisurely in his chair, seemingly rooted to the spot as the person taking the stage approached.