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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 71

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    Chapter 71: The Green Rainbow Sword (Dedicated to the盟主 Tao Ge Le Jimo)

    Through Wan Fenglin’s account, Fang Xing finally understood that the Great Desolate Land was vast! This area was merely the barbaric frontier of the Great Desolate Land. Tens of thousands of years ago, numerous cultivator sects came here to cultivate the land, laying the foundation for major sects like the Qingxuan Sect. Those original areas of the Great Desolate Land transformed into lands of cultivators. The area around Qinglinfang City, however, remained undeveloped, continually being cultivated by the Qingxuan Sect.

    ‘Master Wanfa’ was once a renowned cultivator, famous for his profound and extensive mastery of spells. You see, for a cultivator to learn a single spell often requires a long time. If the spell is contradictory to their spiritual root attributes, it’s even more troublesome, consuming a vast amount of effort, and the proficiency and power are often inferior to those that match their spiritual roots. But Master Wanfa possessed incredibly amazing talent, known as ‘Master of All Spells’. He was proficient in not only the five elemental spells but also spells of wind, thunder, ice, and other unusual attributes—nothing was beyond his capabilities. It is said that he could understand any spell at a glance and master it quickly. He was accepted as a disciple by the ‘Wanfa Sect’ back then, but due to his inferior spiritual roots, he was delayed from becoming an inner disciple. Later, for unknown reasons, he betrayed the sect and went out on his own. Yet, he proceeded to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, then the Core Formation Stage… and even condensed an immortal golden core that surpassed a top-grade true core, returning to annihilate the entire Wanfa Sect! His power was among the absolute top even among Core Formation masters. Later, he even ascended to the peak of the Core Formation Stage before mysteriously disappearing.

    “At that time, some speculated that Master Wanfa must have gone to seek the opportunity for his Nascent Soul Stage advancement… which Core Formation master at the peak of their cultivation doesn’t yearn for the Nascent Soul Stage, for a lifespan of thousands of years?”

    Wan Fenglin sighed finally, “Yet, no one imagined that Master Wanfa would ultimately pass away within this secret realm… The Qingxuan Sect’s large-scale arrival is clearly due to their covetousness of the Wanfa Sect’s legacy, accumulated resources… and the secret of how Master Wanfa could cultivate to the peak of the Core Formation Stage with inferior five-element spiritual roots!”

    “Indeed, very tempting… no wonder even Core Formation masters from the Qingxuan Sect have come,” Fang Xing stroked his chin, somewhat enlightened. “So many cultivators are reluctant to leave… perhaps they believe that the Core Formation sects in the cultivated areas will definitely strike back again? And soon?”

    Cultivators divided the Great Desolate Land into cultivated lands and uncultivated lands. The already developed areas are naturally the cultivated lands, while the undeveloped areas are the uncultivated lands. Undeniably, the Qingxuan Sect’s mountain gate is located in the cultivated lands, with significantly less danger. Qinglinfang City, however, lies in the uncultivated lands, surrounded by primeval forests and rampant ferocious beasts… yet the resources there are also the richest.

    “Exactly. However, even if those sects attack later, we wouldn’t give up this market and spiritual land…”

    Wan Fenglin echoed, then looked towards Fang Xing ingratiatingly.

    Fang Xing smiled faintly, casually tossing out a handful of low-grade spirit stones and leaving.

    “Farewell, fellow Daoist!”

    Behind him, Wan Fenglin bowed deeply, then greedily scrambled onto the ground, picking up the low-grade spirit stones. Suddenly, he looked around like a thief, quickly rolled up his stall, and fled.

    Not far from the market, two people abruptly approached him.

    “You…”

    Wan Fenglin was startled. Before he could speak, one of the two used a talisman while the other summoned a mid-grade magic flying sword, its blade gleaming coldly, attacking him.

    Boom!

    The talisman was a ‘Chaos God Seal’, stunning Wan Fenglin for a moment. The flying sword arrived in an instant. The patches on his robe glowed, seeming to attempt to form a protective barrier. However, those patches were like black holes, devouring spiritual energy and bursting forth with a chaotic surge of spiritual energy.

    Pfft!

    Wan Fenglin’s head flew off, his expression filled with disbelief.

    “Heh… We thought he was some formidable character, but he’s so weak.”

    The two robbery cultivators sneered, collecting Wan Fenglin’s packages, money pouch, and magic tools before leaving.

    In fact, Wan Fenglin was just unlucky. As an alchemist, he originally had abundant wealth and many good things, not to mention more life-saving items. But after a great calamity, his cultivation plummeted, and he was penniless, not even able to afford repairing his worn robe, resorting to patching it himself. His clumsy handiwork, however, ultimately cost him his life!

    ‘He died just like that?’

    On a nearby rooftop, an oriole watched this scene, transmitting the image to Fang Xing’s glasses.

    ‘It seems that this Wan, the great alchemist, has been quite miserable. He doesn’t seem as sharp as he was during the fight in the valley…’

    ‘Furthermore, this person’s surname is Wan, and he’s so familiar with Master Wanfa. I almost thought he was a descendant of Master Wanfa… Although Wanfa is a title, using the title as a surname to commemorate an ancestor’s glory is also quite normal…’

    Fang Xing expressionlessly closed the surveillance.

    He intentionally gave so many spirit stones, and showed them to others, specifically to set a trap for Wan Fenglin. Wan Fenglin had tricked him once, and now he tricked him back. It’s even now.

    Cave Market.

    In front of the alchemy stall.

    Xiao Rui saw Fang Xing, clad in a black robe, large and burly, and her small face turned pale. “This… this esteemed guest, what kind of medicine do you desire?”

    “Am I that scary?”

    Fang Xing was slightly speechless. Since entering the black market, he had been the subject of much observation, and every cultivator he encountered had been incredibly respectful, which was simply absurd.

    “Esteemed guest, you’re certainly not scary, but eliminating the Thirteen Tai Bao of the Heaven-Conquering Gang is quite frightening… Esteemed guest… no, senior, have you perhaps already reached the Foundation Establishment Stage?”

    Seeing Fang Xing’s gentle demeanor, Xiao Rui’s courage grew slightly. She cautiously inquired.

    “Not yet…”

    Fang Xing shook his head, presenting the box containing the ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’. “Do you have this, or a substitute for this kind of body-refining spirit ointment?”

    Xiao Rui carefully received it and took out a talisman.

    Seeing Fang Xing’s gaze, she explained, “This is a ‘Medicine Identification Talisman’, which can identify the medicinal properties…”

    ‘Look… this is far more professional than that old man Wan…’

    He mentally scoffed. Then, he heard Xiao Rui say, “This ointment is refined using the essence of a second-order demon beast’s flesh and blood. As for the accompanying herbs, I am too inexperienced to identify them…”

    If it were an ordinary customer, she would have stopped there. But looking at Fang Xing and remembering the instructions from above, Xiao Rui said, “However, our boss may know more…”

    “Your boss?”

    Fang Xing became interested. “Oh? Could your Qing Dan Pavilion provide this ointment or a similar medicine?”

    “It should be possible. Our pavilion has long heard of Daoist friend’s reputation. Our boss is very eager to meet you.” Xiao Rui said.

    “Alright. You choose the time, I choose the location.”

    Fang Xing said in a gruff voice.

    He had a number of drones to observe the location beforehand, ensuring safety.

    After agreeing on a contact method with Xiao Rui, he went to the Fire Refining Pavilion’s stall. The old man from before was still there.

    Seeing Fang Xing, he proactively stood up and bowed. “I saw earlier, Daoist friend, that you possessed the magic tools of the Black-Killing Tiger and Zhou Tong. I knew then that you were no ordinary person. You’ve done a great deed, Daoist friend!”

    ‘It seems my action against the Heaven-Conquering Gang was quite effective. Now even cultivators at the peak of the Qi Condensation Stage treat me with respect…’

    Fang Xing smiled inwardly, showing no expression outwardly. “I am actually a kind person. It was Luo Hong who relentlessly pursued…”

    He then produced the Jade Spring Flying Sword, and some low-grade magic tools.

    The old man named Long’s eyelids twitched.

    He thought that even if it were him, if he were surrounded by the Thirteen Tai Bao of the Heaven-Conquering Gang, his fate would not have been much better.

    Thinking of this, his gaze towards Fang Xing was even more filled with flattery.

    “These magic tools, a total of thirteen hundred spirit stones, what do you think, Daoist friend?”

    “Fine.”

    Fang Xing nodded in agreement, then asked, “Do you have swords or blades longer than three feet, with good materials, the most durable…”

    Blood refined magic tools weren’t really that useful to him. Even their strength, only comparable to low-grade magic tools, was gradually lagging behind Fang Xing’s progress.

    He now wanted a sharper and more durable sword or long blade. He didn’t want to be restricted and unable to engage in close combat every time he encountered high-grade magic tools. Even with superior swordsmanship and knife techniques, after a few clashes his weapons would break, leaving him to fight barehanded, which was quite embarrassing in battle…

    ‘If it doesn’t work, I’ll have to buy alloy swords from the Blue Star Federation… The Federation doesn’t regulate this, but it’s expensive, very expensive! The higher the level of the martial artist, the more expensive the suitable weapon!’

    ‘But if I do it openly, I don’t have enough money. Going to the black market is dangerous now…’

    Fang Xing had not forgotten his fishing plan, and he should stay as far away from the black market as possible to avoid being implicated.

    “Swords or blades longer than three feet? That would be quite long for throwing knives or flying swords…”

    A look of difficulty appeared on the old man Long’s face. Then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes lit up. “Daoist friend, do you have any other requirements… how about a second-order spirit tool?”

    “A second-order spirit tool?”

    Fang Xing was startled. Qi Condensation Stage cultivators can only use first-order magic tools; second-order spirit tools are almost exclusively for Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators. As for third-order magic treasures? Those are extremely precious even to Core Formation masters.

    But he quickly recovered. “Alright… Could it be that you have a second-order spirit tool for sale?”

    “I do… Daoist friend will understand once you see it.”

    The old man Long clearly had a storage pouch. He reached out and produced a long sword of jade-like green, its light like a pool of clear water.

    “This…”

    Fang Xing took it, feeling the unparalleled sharpness. Even through his skin, while holding the hilt, he could feel the intense chill.

    “This is a low-grade second-order spirit tool—’Green Rainbow Sword’! It’s forged from a second-order long green wood… This long green wood is a special spiritual plant, it takes ten years to grow into a first-order, one hundred years to grow into a low-grade second-order, and if it continues to be cultivated for nine hundred years, after a thousand years, it will grow into a near third-order spiritual plant…”

    The old man Long sighed, “This sword originally belonged to… a Foundation Establishment elder of the Qingxuan Sect. He encountered a third-order great demon; the demon spewed poisonous gas, corroding the Foundation Establishment elder to the point of leaving no trace, and the Green Rainbow Sword was also tainted, its internal formations completely destroyed, rendering it a broken sword… I picked it up.”

    With this level of damage, even if he went outside and found a second-order refiner, it would be beyond repair. Not to mention, there were no second-order refiners in Qinglinfang City!

    (End of Chapter)

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