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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 146

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    Chapter 146: Spoils of War (Subscription Request)

    Fang Xing’s fingers were white and delicate, like those of a wealthy young master, yet they held a terrifying magical power capable of life and death.

    Three fingers extended, but were met by a tough, luminous barrier.

    Foundation Establishment cultivators possess liquid-like magical power, while Golden Core cultivators have Golden Core True Essence!

    Even if the Sect Elder possessed a fake Golden Core, he still possessed Dan Yuan (Golden Core essence), transforming it into a magical power shield for protection. Ordinary spiritual artifacts couldn’t easily break through it.

    However, this strong defense crumbled under Fang Xing’s Mahāvajra-Prajñā Divine Power!

    The Sect Elder’s Sea of Consciousness was shaken by his Martial Dao awareness, making him unable to react effectively.

    By the time he came to his senses, he saw his True Essence barrier shattering like an eggshell under the opponent’s three fingers, a look of utter terror appearing on his face.

    Unfortunately, it was too late!

    Fang Xing’s three fingers swept across the Sect Elder’s neck, and the good head of this fake Golden Core cultivator soared into the air.

    His movements were extremely fast. His palm swept downwards, destroying most of the Sect Elder’s body.

    After all, the higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the harder they are to kill. To avoid accidents, finishing blows were essential.

    Watching the Sect Elder’s corpse plummet from the sky, Fang Xing turned to Zi Yuan Zhenren.

    Although this Zhenren appeared heavily wounded, cultivators possessed many mysterious and unpredictable methods, so caution was necessary!

    “Fellow Daoist… what is your name?”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren, originally quite beautiful, now had a face covered in dark Qi, looking extremely haggard and on the verge of death.

    She looked at Fang Xing, her eyes filled with a glimmer of hope.

    But seeing Fang Xing’s impassive expression, her heart sank.

    “Normally, I should kill you.”

    Fang Xing hovered in mid-air, his aura imposing: “Therefore… it’s up to you to convince me to spare your life.”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren’s eyes immediately flickered.

    Anyone would prefer to live rather than die.

    Moreover, this near-third-order body cultivator’s combat prowess was astonishing. Even at her peak, she might not have been able to win.

    Zi Yuan Zhenren, worthy of being the founder of a fairy city, instantly grasped the situation and spoke three sentences:

    “Fellow Daoist, rest assured, I am willing to make a Dao Heart Oath, never revealing today’s events!”

    “If Fellow Daoist is still not at ease, I have a third-order Spirit Contract in my storage pouch!”

    “I am willing to pay for my life. In my storage pouch, I still have twenty-seven top-grade Spirit Stones… besides that, I know the location of a Spirit Treasure extremely useful to body cultivators, and I’m willing to tell you everything!”

    “A Spirit Treasure extremely useful to body cultivators? Could it be a third-order one?”

    Fang Xing’s eyes lit up.

    “Naturally, if it weren’t a third-order Spirit Treasure, how could it be effective for a near-third-order body cultivator?” Zi Yuan Zhenren felt relieved, the dark Qi on her face receding slightly. She quickly swallowed a few pills and began to cultivate to heal her injuries.

    “Take out the third-order Spirit Contract. You guarantee you won’t reveal today’s events, and you must tell me everything about that Spirit Treasure.”

    Fang Xing said.

    “Alright.”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren took out a Spirit Contract. This contract emitted a strong magical power fluctuation, the entire paper constantly enveloped in a layer of light, vastly different from a second-order Spirit Contract.

    Using her finger as a pen and blood as ink, she listed the conditions she had just mentioned.

    Then, she handed the third-order Spirit Contract and twenty-seven top-grade Spirit Stones to Fang Xing.

    Fang Xing accepted them, nodding upon seeing the words on the contract.

    ‘So these are top-grade Spirit Stones?’

    He glanced at the top-grade Spirit Stones in his hand.

    These top-grade Spirit Stones were still only the size of dice, but they were crystal clear, containing extremely pure spiritual energy.

    If they were all buried in one place for a long time, they might eventually form a small spirit vein.

    ‘A top-grade Spirit Stone is worth one hundred mid-grade Spirit Stones, equivalent to ten thousand low-grade Spirit Stones… and no one in the cultivation world would actually exchange them at this rate, at least a 10-20% markup…’

    ‘This Zi Yuan Zhenren is truly wealthy, spending 270,000 low-grade Spirit Stones… but it’s the price of life, worth it!’

    According to the Spirit Contract, this was already most of Zi Yuan Zhenren’s assets.

    Unless Fang Xing wanted her magic treasures.

    If he made such a request, Zi Yuan Zhenren would undoubtedly fight to the death, and might even destroy her storage pouch before dying, leaving Fang Xing with nothing.

    Cultivators in the cultivation world had a clear understanding of this.

    “Alright, what is this third-order Spirit Treasure?”

    Fang Xing asked.

    “It’s a ‘King Kong Fruit.’ I recently returned from Bei Li Immortal City, and I saw it from a fellow Daoist… If I weren’t a cultivator of the Dao, not interested in body cultivation Spirit Treasures, I would have taken it no matter what…”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren gave a wry smile, telling Fang Xing the details of the King Kong Fruit.

    ‘It’s actually a King Kong Fruit!’

    ‘This thing is indeed a treasure for body cultivators, especially good for breaking through certain bottlenecks…’

    Fang Xing remained impassive on his face, but his heart was overjoyed: ‘Sure enough… I should go to the Great Immortal City. I got news of the King Kong Fruit before even arriving. Is this truly reaping rewards for doing good deeds?’

    Thinking of this, he bowed to Zi Yuan Zhenren: “The mountains are high and the roads are far, I won’t see you off, Fellow Daoist.”

    “Farewell.”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren let out a sigh of relief, knowing that this near-third-order body cultivator finally had no intention of killing her. She immediately transformed into a purple light and sped away.

    At this time, his cultivator clone in silver robes flew over, holding several storage pouches, evidently having just cleaned the battlefield.

    “Let’s go too… no, before we go, let’s dismantle this formation… this is far more valuable than any Thick Earth Formation.”

    Fang Xing nodded.

    Moments later, the cultivator clone controlled the Wind and Snow Sword, while he sat on the Wind and Snow Sword, which had grown to several meters long, and began to count the spoils of war.

    To be honest, the body of the Wind and Snow Sword was cold and hard, and it wasn’t very comfortable to sit on.

    But Fang Xing didn’t mind. His cultivator clone thoughtfully opened a True Essence barrier to shield them from the strong winds.

    “These storage pouches are from those Qi Condensation cultivators, not many good things…”

    “As for those three Foundation Establishment cultivators, they raised spirit pets… as a result, as soon as their masters died, the restrictions backfired and they died, so I can only sell the materials…”

    “From the Qi Condensation cultivators, there are five storage pouches in total, nineteen high-grade magic weapons, several miscellaneous items such as Xuan Shui Turtle eggs, and 78,000 Spirit Stones… some Qi Condensation cultivators don’t even have storage pouches. Are they not sect disciples, so poor?”

    “The three Foundation Establishment cultivators contributed 120,000 Spirit Stones… seven magic weapons, including a jade shield that can be used directly…”

    “And these standard robes… all embroidered with the Wan Shou Sect mark, I feel they can only be sold off, otherwise carrying them will easily cause trouble.”

    After sorting through the miscellaneous items, Fang Xing calmed down, and excitedly began to crack open the storage pouch of the fake Golden Core cultivator.

    At the same time, he also casually picked up the black long knife to appraise it.

    This magic-treasure-grade black knife was six feet long, with a slender blade and a ghost-head decoration on the handle.

    It was quite heavy in his hand, probably weighing hundreds of pounds.

    “As expected of a magic weapon forged from third-order materials, the materials are solid…”

    Fang Xing grabbed the handle, waving it a few times, feeling surprisingly comfortable.

    “But this Wan Shou Sect fake Golden Core is fine, but Zi Yuan Zhenren’s purple bead also seems to be a magic weapon… Is it standard equipment for fake Golden Core cultivators to each have a magic weapon?”

    This was Fang Xing overthinking it.

    Many fake Golden Core cultivators only use quasi-magic weapons, or even top-grade spiritual artifacts for show!

    Sect Elder had a black knife magic weapon because he was an elder of a Golden Core sect!

    Zi Yuan Zhenren had a purple hair bead because she owned Zi Yuan Immortal City, a small wealthy woman!

    Other fake Golden Core cultivators might not have magic weapons.

    And fake Golden Core cultivators who own magic weapons are among the top in combat power among fake Golden Core cultivators!

    “The most valuable thing about that Wan Shou Sect fake Golden Core is probably this ghost-head knife… unfortunately, if I want to use it, I have to kill to silence them, otherwise the Wan Shou Sect will easily come looking for revenge…”

    After all, the ghost-head knife was too distinctive.

    But Fang Xing thought about it; once his main body made a move, he was going to kill them anyway, so he could use it casually.

    Moreover… he could take it to the main universe!

    I wonder how effective this low-grade magic weapon would be against servant-level alien creatures…

    ‘Magic weapons are quite idealistic… I wonder if they will be rejected by the Secret Realm’s laws?’

    ‘Eh? I seem to have found a blind spot?’

    Fang Xing touched his chin: “It feels like cultivators might thrive in the Secret Realm… After all, those natal magic weapons… would definitely be considered part of the cultivator, and can be freely brought into the Secret Realm!”

    Half an hour later.

    The spiritual imprint on the storage pouch of the Wan Shou Sect fake Golden Core cultivator was finally erased.

    Fang Xing eagerly probed his spiritual sense into it, and then was greatly disappointed.

    “Only five top-grade Spirit Stones? Pauper!”

    “There are no other magic weapons either… Pauper!”

    He took out some bottles and jars, which seemed to be spirit pet feed, and couldn’t help but feel speechless.

    Besides these, there were only a few bottles of pills, some jade slips, and other miscellaneous items.

    “They seem to be ordinary healing pills, and Fasting Pills…”

    As a barely top-grade first-order alchemist, Fang Xing could now identify the types of pills.

    After checking a few bottles, he opened a jade bottle and his expression changed.

    Inside the jade bottle, there was only one crimson pill, emitting a strong bloody smell.

    “This pill… is unusual, very high grade…”

    “Related to bloodline, strong medicinal properties… it doesn’t seem to be for ordinary cultivators.”

    Fang Xing set this bottle of pills aside, identified the other pills one by one, and then began to read the jade slips.

    To his disappointment, there were no cultivation techniques.

    Most were just ordinary local customs, only one book, “Great Wilderness Monster Beast Atlas,” listing many Great Wilderness Monster Beasts, with illustrations and text, which was somewhat valuable.

    Turning to the last jade slip, Fang Xing’s eyes lit up: “Spirit-Infusing Technique? A secret technique with power comparable to divine abilities?”

    “It actually requires a second-order spirit pet with a strong Jiao dragon bloodline… or a dragon-type spirit pet with similar bloodline, combined with a Pseudo-Transformation Dragon Pill! This seems to be the pill just now…”

    “This is a Beast Master’s secret technique, it’s useless to me, I follow the Sword Dao, focusing on purity…”

    (End of Chapter)

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