Starry Sky Professional Directory 139

Several days later.

Purple Iris Immortal City.

Drunken Moon Pool.

This place is a second-order spiritual subworld, with a spirit pool where numerous Drunken Moon lotuses bloom. Every time the lotuses bloom, waves of moonlight radiate from their hearts, accompanied by a fragrant, intoxicating aroma. It’s quite a scenic spot. The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of lotuses.

In the alchemy room, Fang Xing’s main body had already returned to the main universe for leave. His cultivator clone looked at the Myriad Transformations Cauldron before him, a hint of joy on his face: “As expected… after advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage and gaining divine sense, learning any kind of cultivation technique is like adding wings to a tiger.”

He struck the Myriad Transformations Cauldron with a palm: “Open!”

The Myriad Transformations Cauldron opened, and numerous pills flew out.

“First-grade superior pills—Flying Cloud Pills, nine pills per batch, and three premium ones…”

Fang Xing looked at the pills with cloud patterns: “Although I achieved this success rate thanks to the Myriad Transformations Cauldron, I can consider myself a first-grade superior alchemist, right?”

“If I really try my hardest, I can also refine second-grade inferior pills. As long as I can barely condense the pills, even if the toxicity is excessive, I can save them later…”

“Perhaps… I can refine some pills suitable for Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators?”

Fang Xing wouldn’t take these barely acceptable pills himself, but he could sell them or exchange them for pills that could enhance his cultivation. Then, he could use the Myriad Transformations Cauldron to transform them into perfect quality pills!

With this in mind, he felt very happy. He went outside to admire the pool full of Drunken Moon lotuses.

“Min and his people are quite good; I just said a word, and they arranged this second-order subworld for me. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but the spiritual energy here is at least second-order superior, right?”

Fang Xing recalled their previous conversation. After he clearly stated that he wouldn’t establish a faction and only planned to rent a second-order subworld, Min immediately recommended this place, which was indeed excellent.

He just wondered why he hadn’t seen Master Ziyuan yet. Perhaps this Nascent Soul cultivator was busy?

While pondering, a sound transmission talisman flew over.

Fang Xing summoned his subworld token, opened the restriction, and saw a Qi Condensation cultivator flying in on a magic weapon.

“Junior Zheng Qian, greets senior!”

This cultivator was at the late Qi Condensation stage, with handsome features and a kind smile.

“Zheng Qian? A good name… Are you from the City Lord’s Mansion?”

Fang Xing sat on the railing, casually grabbing a handful of fish food and scattering it into the Drunken Moon Pool. Purple-green carp surged forth, vying for the food. Their strangely luminous backs clustered together, shimmering brilliantly under the sunlight, like a colorful, vibrant wave—exceedingly beautiful.

“Indeed… I’m here on Elder Min’s orders, to deliver an invitation to you…”

Zheng Qian held out an invitation.

“Oh? The Grand Auction?”

Fang Xing took the invitation, nodding: “Of course, I won’t miss it…”

He flipped through it, noticing a description of several highlight items at the back of the invitation.

“Are there any Foundation Establishment Pills among the final highlight items this time?” Fang Xing casually asked.

“Foundation Establishment Pill ingredients are hard to find… The City Lord’s Mansion occasionally obtains a batch, mostly for its own use. There aren’t any extra this year…”

Zheng Qian explained, inwardly grumbling:

‘The three masters in our city capable of refining Foundation Establishment Pills have become two…’

All this was because of the senior cultivator in front of him.

Therefore, he became even more humble in his manner, leaving nothing to be desired: “If senior is willing to grace us with your presence, it would be an immense honor… We’ve already prepared a private room for you.”

“Hmm, you’ve put in the effort.”

High-level cultivators possess such privileges. Fang Xing casually hummed a response, then looked at the highlight items, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

“There’s actually a second-grade inferior flying sword… Could it be that they specifically prepared it for me?”

Descriptions of such auction items are initially given to heavyweight cultivators participating in the trading event, a kind of privilege, making it easier to prepare spirit stones and sell them at a high price in advance. Upon seeing a second-grade flying sword, Fang Xing’s eyes lit up: “The name is Wind and Snow. Its sword light is freezing cold, forged from thousand-tempered Xuan iron and thousand-year-old Xuan ice… It’ll do.”

Zheng Qian kept his eyes downcast and remained silent.

Suddenly, Fang Xing turned to the last page, his expression slightly changing.

“This Foundation Establishment Spirit Treasure?”

The last highlight item was a Qi of煞氣 (煞气, shà qì – malevolent aura/evil Qi)!

“Lesser Yin Malevolent Qi?”

The invitation included an image and description, allowing for a clear understanding of the spirit treasure’s information.

“Indeed. This malevolent Qi is of an extremely cold nature, suitable for cultivators practicing Yin-attribute cultivation methods. Water and Wood attributes can barely use it, but it’s best suited for female cultivators…”

Zheng Qian explained.

“I know. You may go.”

Fang Xing waved his hand, dismissing Zheng Qian. Looking at the annotation of the malevolent Qi, a smile appeared on his face, gradually widening: “Haha… It’s unexpectedly effortless.”

Lesser Yin Malevolent Qi! In the main universe, it had a different name.

“A method to condense the special cosmic qi to thicken the Golden Core foundation… requires matching with martial arts and the Golden Core.”

“The most suitable for the Dragon Tiger Golden Core is the cosmic Yin and Yang Qi… this cosmic Yin Qi… is the Lesser Yin Malevolent Qi!”

“As for the cosmic Yang Qi… in the cultivation world, it should be a special type of fierce Qi, called the Solar True Fierce Qi!”

“If I can obtain these two special types of fierce and malevolent Qi, when condensing the Dragon Tiger Golden Core, I can use the method of refining fierce and malevolent Qi to absorb them into the Golden Core, greatly increasing the Golden Core’s foundation… Combining this with the Dragon Elephant Indestructible Divine Ability, completing the nine turns of the Golden Body in the Golden Warrior Realm, achieving the ‘Mahāvajra Realm’, will be no problem!”

Fang Xing reviewed his assets and found that acquiring this malevolent Qi was no problem. He had been thrifty, and didn’t spend too many spirit stones. Now, the total amount in his storage bag was over 50,000 low-grade spirit stones.

And a Foundation Establishment spirit treasure, even with an auction markup, would only cost around 10,000 low-grade spirit stones.

“Even if it’s higher, could it be higher than a Foundation Establishment Pill?”

“A genuine Foundation Establishment Pill, if sent to the auction, would probably fetch 30,000 low-grade spirit stones…”

…

Three days later.

Auction venue.

The place was packed; after all, this was the annual Grand Auction of Purple Iris Immortal City. Countless late-stage Qi Condensation cultivators had rushed from all directions, hoping for a chance to change their destiny.

Fang Xing, in a silver robe, stood with his hands behind his back, descending from the sky.

“He’s a Foundation Establishment cultivator?!”

“Such a young appearance! I wonder which family’s Foundation Establishment ancestor he is, or perhaps a true disciple of a great sect?”

The Qi Condensation cultivators scattered, some bowing respectfully.

Among the crowd, two Qi Condensation cultivators looked at Fang Xing with complicated expressions.

“It’s him?!”

The Lian cultivator from the Myriad Beasts Sect looked shocked: “It hasn’t been a few years since our last meeting, right? He’s already cultivated to such a realm? Even I, a true disciple of the sect, am still waiting for a Foundation Establishment Pill…”

His junior brother, having broken through to the late Qi Condensation stage, felt like he’d been living a dog’s life compared to Fang Xing: “Foundation Establishment… It seems this person truly has some extraordinary luck. Senior Brother’s attempt to stop us was probably wrong…”

They were shrewd people and could guess that Fang Xing must have had a Foundation Establishment opportunity back then! Either a second-order demon core, or numerous rare materials, or a large number of spirit stones! He somehow deceived them.

If they had found out back then, perhaps the current Foundation Establishment senior would be… Lian Senior Brother!

“Damn it! Damn Shi Wanyin!”

Lian Senior Brother cursed inwardly, even hating his own senior. As if if Shi Wanyin had allowed him to act back then, he could have succeeded and successfully reached the Foundation Establishment stage…

‘These two cultivators from the Myriad Beasts Sect… seem to be quite envious of me?’

Unbeknownst to them, though far away, Fang Xing’s powerful divine sense had perceived everything: ‘Last time, if it weren’t for Shi Wanyin and the others intervening, they would have dared to appear in front of me. They truly didn’t know what death was…’

But in the Immortal City, he naturally couldn’t kill them directly.

He sneered inwardly, walking into the auction hall and being immediately ushered by the welcoming guests to a VIP box on the second floor. From here, everything on the auction stage was clearly visible, offering an excellent view.

Soon, the door opened again, and Min walked in: “Fellow Daoist Fang… where is your elder?”

“My elder likes to travel around, so I don’t know where they’ve gone.”

Fang Xing spoke nonsense with a serious expression.

“I see, that’s a pity.”

Min smiled slightly: “Fellow Daoist Fang, would you mind if I sat next to you?”

“Of course, please!”

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Fang Xing felt that Min was trying to win him over.

“Brother Min…”

He took a sip of Qianyan Jingxiu Spirit Tea and said, “Is Zheng Kingdom really so short of people?”

Min was startled, then smiled wryly: “Fellow Daoist Fang is truly straightforward. I’ll be frank… Now, Zheng Kingdom is dominated by the Myriad Beasts Sect, and the other two immortal sects are self-sufficient and lack ambition…”

After losing their Nascent Soul cultivators, Qingxuan Sect and Black Heaven Temple could only barely protect their own territory, which was normal. And while the Myriad Beasts Sect didn’t annihilate the other two sects, it quickly eroded the remaining neutral forces in Zheng Kingdom. Purple Iris Immortal City was the biggest prize!

“It seems the Immortal City doesn’t want to side with the Myriad Beasts Sect?”

Fang Xing’s eyes moved.

“Our Purple Iris Immortal City has always strictly maintained neutrality… Moreover, Master Ziyuan has always had a poor impression of the Myriad Beasts Sect…”

Min used divine sense transmission, appearing very cautious.

‘Poor impression? Do they have a grudge?’

‘Could the mastermind behind the incident that cut short Master Ziyuan’s cultivation path be the Myriad Beasts Sect?’

‘No wonder she doesn’t dare to show herself… Is she afraid that once she appears, the Myriad Beasts Sect will seize the opportunity and kill her directly?’

‘Given the current situation in Zheng Kingdom, if the Myriad Beasts Sect really tears its face and kills a Nascent Soul cultivator, then swallows Purple Iris Immortal City, Qingxuan Sect and Black Heaven Temple would definitely dare not speak out.’

Fang Xing’s heart stirred: ‘Such a pity for this spiritual vein… it seems I should move early.’

After using the Drunken Moon Pool to consolidate his early Foundation Establishment cultivation, he could consider moving, or even joining other large forces. Unfortunately, Purple Iris Immortal City was completely out of the question.
(End of Chapter)

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