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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 68

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    Chapter 68: Slaughter (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

    Underground cavern.

    A group of cultivators surrounded a burly man, approaching Fang Xing.

    Most of these cultivators were at the early or mid-Qi Condensation stage. Though they wore different Taoist robes and priestly garments, some even patched, they all bore the same marking on their chests and backs, clearly belonging to the same faction.

    The burly man at the center was powerfully built, with a square face and long purple beard. He walked with a dragon’s might and tiger’s stride, his gaze carrying a hint of arrogance.

    “Greetings, fellow Daoist. I am Luo Hong, leader of the ‘Heavenly Alliance,’ and wish to befriend you… I wonder who is behind you?”

    Luo Hong spoke, his voice booming, his body radiating spiritual energy—clearly a late-Qi Condensation cultivator!

    In Qinglinfang City, a late-Qi Condensation cultivator was an absolute expert!

    Like the leader of the Black Abyss Three Tigers, and Zhou Tong, whom Fang Xing had killed before…

    *’Truly, no tigers in the mountains, so the monkeys become kings… and cultivators’ common ailment, looking down on martial artists, thinking I have someone backing me?’*

    Fang Xing chuckled inwardly, looking at this motley crew, deeming them a newly risen force in the aftermath of societal collapse. His voice was low: “Scram!”

    “What did you say?”

    Luo Hong’s smile froze, and the cultivators behind him were filled with righteous indignation.

    Since when could a martial artist ride roughshod over them?

    Moreover, since following Luo Hong and forming the Heavenly Alliance, when had they ever suffered such humiliation?

    “I’m expressing my goodwill…”

    Fang Xing sighed.

    This bunch of cultivators were clearly envious of his wealth.

    If he were to converse politely and negotiate… it would only embolden them, leading to unpleasant consequences.

    His deliberate use of “Scram” let them know he had the confidence. If they retreated, it would be a win-win situation.

    Of course, there’s also the possibility of dealing with someone who doesn’t understand reason – then there’s no other way.

    “Fine, fine, fine. Let’s go!”

    Luo Hong’s face quickly turned grim, and he turned to leave.

    “Leader!”

    Beside him, a woman who still possessed a certain charm stepped forward: “Why not…”

    She made a gesture.

    “This is after all an area jointly controlled by those few… we should give them face. Did you place the spiritual energy mark?”

    Luo Hong replied in a low voice.

    “Of course… a mere martial artist, he can’t possibly discover our cultivator’s methods.” The woman chuckled.

    “Good. For daring to provoke us, we’ll chase him down and deal with him after we leave… no matter who’s behind him, even if it’s a Foundation Establishment cultivator, we can’t fight, but we can run away, right?”

    A ferocious look flashed across Luo Hong’s face.

    When it comes to highway robbery and murder, who still cares about the consequences?

    For those who engage in robbery and cultivation, it’s either the victim dies or they die, it’s that simple!

    In this precarious city, every single Star Coin is precious, likely stained with blood!

    Half an hour later.

    Fang Xing emerged from the underground cavern, walking amidst the ruins, looking very relaxed.

    For a martial artist, such a complex environment was the best advantage!

    Especially for a lone martial artist, when surrounded, they prefer alley fighting!

    This is a regular subject in school, and it’s tested on exams!

    In his hand, the Tiger Slaughter Saber hummed, as if thirsting for blood!

    The night was dark, the wind was high—it was the perfect night for killing!

    “If only there were lightning and thunder, a torrential downpour now, it would be perfect!”

    Fang Xing sighed, pushed off the ground, and his figure suddenly vanished!

    Boom!

    Where he stood, a deep pit appeared on the cobblestone road, with countless cracks spreading around…

    No, it wasn’t disappearance, but rather, his speed was too fast!

    Behind.

    “Where is he?”

    Luo Hong, wearing a glittering robe, wiped his flying sword.

    This flying sword was named ‘Jade Spring,’ a top-tier first-grade weapon, its blade like water, carrying a chilling aura.

    Beside him, the woman held a detection talisman, her eyes shining with spiritual light: “He suddenly disappeared… but my spiritual energy mark shows that he’s rapidly approaching…”

    “Approaching us, is he surrendering?”

    A fat man in a coarse robe chuckled.

    A mere martial artist, how could he deal with their Heavenly Alliance?

    Their Heavenly Alliance had dozens of people, twelve of whom had come out with the leader this time, collectively known as the ‘Thirteen Tai Bảo,’ their elite force!

    One spell per person, enough to drown the kid!

    Roar!

    At that moment, a dragon’s roar echoed from the darkness!

    Boom!

    A terrifying martial will, like a heavy hammer, slammed into the minds of the many cultivators!

    “Not good, quickly use the ‘Calming Talisman’!”

    On Luo Hong’s hair ornament, a snake-shaped artifact’s eyes suddenly turned crimson, instantly clearing his mind.

    He instantly understood that they had encountered an enemy adept at spiritual attacks, and immediately shouted in a deep voice. The spiritual light on his robe flashed, transforming into a jade-white shield, firmly protecting him.

    The next moment, a dark figure leaped out from the night, and the gleam of his blade flashed.

    The fat man in the coarse robe still wore a smile on his face, his massive head flying high.

    This man’s cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation, almost the highest among this group besides the leader, yet he died so pathetically, without even casting any spells or using any artifacts, he fell directly!

    In the face of death, all are equal!

    “This?!”

    Luo Hong’s eyes twitched. His powerful shout hadn’t even allowed his subordinates to react. What kind of attack was that? Could it be… psychic?

    But the battle had already begun, it was too late to think about anything else.

    In his line of sight, Fang Xing’s blade flashed repeatedly, piercing two more cultivators.

    “How dare you!”

    Luo Hong roared, Jade Spring turning into a streak of light, its sword energy chilling, pressing toward Fang Xing.

    Then, a simple copper bell appeared in his hand, a mere shake causing a resounding, magnificent bell tone to resonate.

    Those Heavenly Alliance members, who had been stunned by the Dragon’s Intent Realm, finally came to their senses, frantically tearing open their protective talismans, or casting spells and using artifacts to attack Fang Xing.

    This ‘Mysterious Sound Bell’ was an ‘odd treasure’ Luo Hong had obtained from a secret realm!

    Odd treasures are different from the artifacts used by Qi Condensation cultivators and spiritual artifacts used by Foundation Establishment cultivators. They don’t require recognition, only the input of spiritual energy to activate, often with extraordinary effects.

    This ‘Mysterious Sound Bell’ could awaken the mind and protect the mind’s sea!

    Furthermore, Luo Hong shook the Mysterious Sound Bell again, and waves of invisible sound waves attacked Fang Xing.

    “Drink!”

    Fang Xing’s blade spun, his body following his blade, deflecting the Jade Spring flying sword with one strike.

    Simultaneously, a ‘Golden Bell Cover Talisman’ was activated, enveloping him in a illusion golden bell.

    Under the golden bell, the nanotech protective suit covered his whole body, including his eyes, like a layer of silver-white armor.

    After doing this, Fang Xing completely ignored the attacks of the remaining members. His long blade struck, the Ghost God Blade rose again, and several more heads flew off!

    “Impossible!”

    Luo Hong’s eyes widened in disbelief as he saw his loyal subordinates reduced to dismembered corpses.

    He saw low-level spells turn into a colorful torrent… various vines, fireballs, and water jets nearly submerging Fang Xing.

    But the next moment, the vines were torn apart, and the fireballs and water jets barely tore through the Golden Bell Cover’s illusion, leaving the remaining two flying daggers and several round pearl-like artifacts to strike the enemy. They only left shallow marks on the silver-white armor.

    The opponent seemed to have transformed into a silver-armored death god, bursting out of the spell torrent. Each strike easily ripped through defensive shields, split defensive artifacts, and then claimed the lives of his trusted subordinates!

    *’Could he be a body cultivation cultivator?’*

    *’No, this is impossible… is body cultivation this strong?’*

    Luo Hong’s Mysterious Sound Bell’s offense and defense was integrated, the resulting ‘Bewitching Sound’ would affect even late-Qi Condensation grandmasters. Why was Fang Xing unaffected? Clearly, the mind’s sea is the weakness of body cultivators!

    *’Could it be… a second-order body cultivation cultivator?’*

    Probably only a second-order body cultivator’s consciousness could withstand the Bewitching Sound!

    But Luo Hong soon lost his ability to be surprised because Fang Xing had already reached him.

    “Leader… save me…”

    The woman’s crying voice reached his ears. Luo Hong saw the Alliance’s number one beauty’s face with a look of grief, a line of blood appeared on her forehead, then the entire person split in two, revealing a Shura killing god behind.

    “As expected, martial arts require actual combat!”

    Fang Xing was like a Shura, his Tiger Slaughter Saber techniques exquisite, never colliding with the Jade Spring flying sword’s blade in midair, but each strike precisely hit the sword body, deflecting the top-tier flying sword far away.

    Blood-refined artifacts are only low-grade, and clashing head-on with high-grade flying swords will easily break them. That’s why Fang Xing always uses clever techniques to deflect Jade Spring.

    But besides the attacks of this late-Qi Condensation cultivator, he could practically ignore the attacks of the others!

    He’d been fighting his way through, and no one had been able to break through his defenses!

    Even if the nanotech protective suit was damaged, silver-white fluid would quickly flow over to quickly repair it…

    Of course, Fang Xing, within the protection, also felt the effects of various shocks, high temperatures, corrosion, etc. from the spells.

    However, after passing through the Dragon Scale Elephant Armor, they were easily absorbed by his Jade Skin Xuan Flesh and Willow Tendon Steel Bone physique.

    *’If it were anyone else, even a先天 (Xiantian – innate) master, they would have been shaken to death in that spell torrent…’*

    *’But I’m different!’*

    Fang Xing thrust out his long saber, the Ghost God Blade’s Ghost Slaying technique forming a sharp blade aura, heavily hacking at Luo Hong’s protective jade shield.

    By now, only the leader remained of the Thirteen Tai Bảo pursuing him!

    *’This guy is not simple, stronger than the previous two late-Qi Condensation cultivators… and this bell, it actually protects the mind, unaffected by my Dragon’s Intent Realm!’*

    Fang Xing struck out one blow, then another.

    In the void, three blade images merged, innate true energy infused, the Tiger Slaughter Saber’s blade aura exploded, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the jade-white shield!

    “Wait…”

    Luo Hong quickly retreated, his face covered in cold sweat.

    He never imagined that this seemingly ordinary martial artist was a hidden killing god!

    Clearly a cultivator, his body cultivation was close to the second order, yet he shamelessly suppressed his spiritual energy fluctuations, disguised as an ordinary person!

    People can only understand things within their own range of knowledge.

    In Luo Hong’s worldview, only body cultivation cultivators could be this strong, certainly not some martial artist!

    “We can talk…”

    He looked unusually sincere, pleading for peace amidst the piles of corpses of his subordinates.

    (End of Chapter)

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