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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 130

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    Chapter 130: Purple Iris Immortal City (Subscription Request)

    “Within Zheng Guo, Qingxuan Sect, relying on a False Core cultivator and their sect formation, barely holds onto their foundation…”

    “Hei Tian Guan Monastery only has a Foundation Establishment perfection cultivator, and has completely defected to Wan Shou Zong…”

    “With the two sects submitting, Wan Shou Zong is the hegemon of Zheng Guo…”

    Inside the teahouse, Fang Xing sipped his tea while pondering the intelligence he had acquired.

    ‘Wan Shou Zong probably wanted to exterminate both sects, but later, due to excessive losses and other concerns, they only accepted their submission, resulting in this current situation…’

    ‘Zheng Guo is currently stable, without any large-scale cultivator wars, allowing for some travel…’

    ‘If it becomes too chaotic, I can only go to Qi Guo… Tian Jian Zong is at least an orthodox sect, and it is rumored to have a Nascent Soul cultivator residing there, so cultivation resources should not be lacking…’

    Fang Xing left the teahouse and visited several magic weapon, pill, and bookstore shops to check the market, buying several books on celestial spirit treasures. He didn’t settle down, instead leaving the market.

    Just a few li away, he sighed: “Come out!”

    The surrounding area was silent, with no response.

    Fang Xing continued to sigh: “You ruined the positive impression of the cultivation world that I had just barely managed to build thanks to Shi Wanwan…”

    Thinking about it now, the main universe, although requiring battlefield participation and making life somewhat tiring… but besides that, going out doesn’t mean worrying about being killed, taking a vehicle doesn’t mean worrying about being robbed, and if there are no more Evil God Sect attacks, it’s truly a paradise…compared to the cultivation world.

    “If I ever go dark, you’ll all be primarily responsible.”

    After sighing, Fang Xing pinched a hand seal, and a Xuan iron shield in his bosom flew up, transforming into a pitch-black light shield, protecting him.

    “This rambunctious kid really discovered us!”

    Not far away, the air became hazy, and several bandit cultivators appeared.

    Two Qi Condensation Mid-Stage cultivators, one Qi Condensation Late-Stage cultivator, and one Qi Condensation Great Perfection cultivator!

    Upon appearing, the four didn’t speak much, their bodies flashing with various lights. Some had the golden light of Vajra Talismans protecting their bodies, while others were using magic weapons for defense.

    One of the Qi Condensation Mid-Stage female cultivators immediately summoned a pink pearl, muttering incantations. The pink pearl immediately emitted puffs of pink mist, intending to envelop hundreds of meters around them.

    Seeing this, the Qi Condensation Late-Stage cultivator’s eyes flashed, secretly using a yellowish-brown thin needle that flew along the ground, using the mist for cover, preparing for a sneak attack.

    During their time as bandit cultivators, they had killed countless cultivators using this trick.

    But the next moment!

    A golden light flashed, and the yellowish-brown flying needle was struck by a golden sword light, falling to the ground.

    The sword light erupted, like a charging bull.

    “Ah!”

    The female cultivator who summoned the pink pearl screamed, her Vajra Talisman shattered, and a flying sword pierced through her heart, killing her instantly!

    “Not only is it a high-grade flying sword! But a sword cultivator?”

    The Qi Condensation Great Perfection cultivator exclaimed. Only true sword cultivators could wield sword light with such sharpness, capable of shattering a Vajra Talisman and then killing a cultivator.

    In reality, Fang Xing wasn’t a sword cultivator, but his perception of metallic spiritual energy was too strong, his magical power naturally possessing a sharpness that gave the illusion of a sword cultivator.

    He felt some regret. Knowing this was a battle-god cultivator, he shouldn’t have come.

    But for the sake of Foundation Establishment, he had to do his best to gather spirit stones.

    The Qi Condensation Great Perfection elder produced a small drum in his hand and struck it forcefully.

    Dong dong!

    A muffled drum sound rang out, causing the crisscrossing flying sword to tremble slightly.

    “Good!”

    Seeing this, the remaining Qi Condensation Late-Stage and Mid-Stage cultivators’ eyes lit up, each wielding a magic weapon, and charging towards Fang Xing after the mist dissipated.

    Fang Xing sneered.

    Before him, another young man had appeared without notice.

    The young man reached out, and the two daoist swords and magic weapons struck his palm, sparks flying.

    “Magic weapons?”

    Fang Xing’s real body sneered, and with a forceful twist of his hands, the daoist swords and magic weapons each broke into two.

    “Ah… is he a Foundation Establishment body cultivator?”

    “We didn’t recognize your true identity, please spare our lives…”

    The Qi Condensation Mid-Stage cultivator’s expression collapsed, and he immediately knelt down.

    The Qi Condensation Late-Stage and Great Perfection elders remained silent and fled.

    “Hmph!”

    Fang Xing coldly snorted, not throwing a punch, only the strongest Martial Dao will, seeming to transform into dragons and tigers, howling outwards.

    On the ground, the kneeling Qi Condensation Mid-Stage cultivator screamed, and died of fright!

    The other two Qi Condensation cultivators were stunned for a moment. When they regained their senses, Fang Xing had already arrived before them, pointing a finger.

    This finger, white as jade, light as a feather, pierced through the Qi Condensation Late-Stage cultivator’s shield magic weapon, striking his brow.

    The Qi Condensation Late-Stage cultivator’s brains exploded, his body falling backward.

    “Yun’er…”

    The Qi Condensation Great Perfection elder’s eyes were filled with rage and terror.

    He wasn’t unfamiliar with Foundation Establishment cultivators, and he had witnessed second-order body cultivators’ actions.

    But this person seemed not to be a Foundation Establishment Initial Stage cultivator, easily resolving two of them with a few moves!

    ‘Could it be… that Heaven wants to destroy me?’

    The elder’s heart shattered, and then Fang Xing grabbed him by the crown of his head, smashing his head into his chest…

    Fang Xing’s real body stood motionless, throwing over two storage pouches.

    His clone immediately went forward with a smile, taking out and putting away the Xuan Yin Bell and second-order Bing Fire Divine Thunder Talisman, then starting to search the bodies…

    “Finally reached this familiar wilderness, where to next?”

    Fang Xing looked in one direction, where the Qingxuan Sect mountain gate was located.

    If Meng Zi Jin successfully joined Qingxuan Sect, Shen Yu Xin should be there too.

    Perhaps, Ding Bu Shan and Ding Hong Xiu, the grandfather and granddaughter, were there as well.

    ‘All in the past…’

    ‘They are merely acquaintances. If we meet again in the future, it will be a reunion; if not… then so be it.’

    ‘With my current aptitude, I am qualified to join a sect… but what happens after that still needs consideration.’

    ‘Perhaps, I could follow Su Ye’s example and join after Foundation Establishment? Though the benefits and treatment wouldn’t be as good as the core disciples, I wouldn’t need to reveal secrets like my spiritual roots…’

    Fang Xing shook his head, his domain power appearing, lifting himself into the air, taking his cultivation clone with him: “Since we’re here, let’s take you to Zheng Guo’s largest market first.”

    Whoosh!

    Domain power, combined with his aerial steps, made him appear like a streak of light, heading towards the heart of Zheng Guo.

    The commoners along the way all knelt down, as if seeing a god.

    Even cultivators, seeing Fang Xing flying with his physical body, knew that they had encountered a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and did not dare to provoke him in the slightest…

    Purple Iris Immortal City.

    This city of independent cultivators was located in the heart of Zheng Guo, at the border of Qingxuan Sect, Hei Tian Guan, and Wan Shou Zong.

    Its city lord, ‘Purple Iris True Immortal’, was a legendary independent cultivator. It is said that his spiritual root aptitude was excellent, but somehow, he didn’t enter a sect at the time, instead becoming an independent cultivator.

    After Foundation Establishment, he gradually gained fame, and was very likely to become Zheng Guo’s first independent cultivator to reach the Golden Core stage.

    But somehow he was ambushed and suffered damage to his foundation, ultimately having to condense a False Core around the age of one hundred and fifty, calling himself ‘Purple Iris’, and occupying this spirit vein to establish ‘Purple Iris Immortal City’.

    It has been a hundred years since then.

    As the sacred ground for independent cultivators in Zheng Guo, Purple Iris Immortal City not only has a third-order spirit vein, but also provides second-order spirit vein caves for Foundation Establishment.

    Not only that, in Purple Iris City, there are several second-order pill masters who can undertake the task of refining Foundation Establishment Pills.

    Over these hundred years, almost every ten years or so, there would be an independent cultivator who successfully reached Foundation Establishment in the city.

    When Fang Xing arrived, he saw a mountain city nestled in a valley, the terrain undulating, surrounded by mist.

    ‘Judging from its size, it’s just a larger town… calling it an Immortal City is a bit of a stretch…’

    ‘Generally speaking, a true Immortal City should at least have a True Core cultivator residing there, right?’

    ‘But when there are no tigers in the mountains, the monkeys become kings. So be it.’

    Fang Xing landed from mid-air, wearing a straw hat to conceal his face, and went towards the city with his cultivation clone.

    ‘Currently, Wan Shou Zong has almost unified Zheng Guo… the prospects for Purple Iris Immortal City don’t seem very good… if it’s not stable here, I’ll have to go to Qi Guo.’

    At the entrance of Purple Iris Immortal City, there were law enforcement cultivators wearing magic weapon armor.

    Seeing Fang Xing and his clone, they immediately said: “Entrance fee is one spirit sand per person!”

    Another cultivator holding a detection device glanced at Fang Xing’s real body, showing a look of disdain: “Martial Artists too!”

    In their eyes, this was a Qi Condensation cultivator and his innate martial artist servant.

    Innate martial artists could be arrogant and domineering in the secular world, but in the cultivation world, that’s all they were.

    Being tricked by Qi Condensation cultivators and used as servants was quite common.

    Fang Xing didn’t bother talking to them. In the cultivation world, a cultivator was more efficient than a martial artist.

    He followed local customs, having his cultivation clone pay the entrance fee of two spirit sands, before entering Purple Iris Immortal City.

    Purple Iris Immortal City was naturally much larger than Qinglinfang City, and the people coming and going were mostly cultivators, with very few martial artists.

    Fang Xing first rented a subworld. He didn’t need to be too ostentatious, a first-order high-grade one was fine.

    In doing so, he also received a subworld token, which could protect up to three people, allowing them to stay in Purple Iris Immortal City until the lease expired.

    Then, he started to explore the streets, first visiting the bookstores, buying almost all the chronicles and spirit treasure books.

    Then he went to the pill shops and asked about pills suitable for body refinement.

    Purple Iris Immortal City was extraordinary, and they really had pills suitable for second-order body cultivators.

    Fang Xing bought some of each, planning to use the ‘Wan Hua Ding’ to remove the toxins before trying them one by one.

    Blue Star University, dormitory.

    Fang Xing sat cross-legged, several jade bottles in front of him.

    “Purple Iris Immortal City is worthy of being a sacred ground for independent cultivators, there are pills for second-order body cultivators for sale…”

    “Among these, the effect of the ‘Tiger Demon Body Refinement Pill’ is similar to ‘Boiling Blood’, and the other two are not as good as ‘Boiling Blood’…”

    “But this last one…”

    He picked up a jade bottle and dripped drops of viscous, emerald green liquid.

    “Bodhi Saliva… is a second-order pill formula created by a pill master imitating the legendary Nine-Eyed Bodhi… its effect is not even one ten-thousandth of the real Nine-Eyed Bodhi…”

    “However, it is effective for cultivating the Mahāvajra-Prajñā Divine Power…”
    (End of Chapter)

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