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    Starry Sky Professional Directory 72

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    Chapter 72: An Order Hidden Within the Sword (Dedicated to Elvin2016, the Alliance Leader)

    Having spent so long in the cultivation world, Fang Xing still understood some basic common sense. The value of a magic weapon lies firstly in its materials, and secondly in its formations and restrictions. Sometimes, the latter is even more important than the former.

    This ‘Green Rainbow Sword’ had its internal formations completely destroyed, its sword light polluted…for a cultivator, it was essentially useless. But for him, the sword itself was still second-order material, sufficiently strong…that was enough!

    He flicked the sword body with a finger.

    The Green Rainbow Sword immediately let out a ringing sound. Within the jade-like green glow, there was a subtle hint of purplish-black.

    ‘This sword is truly completely ruined, unable to accept the input of spiritual energy and divine sense to control, it can only be used as a fire stick…but for me, it’s just right.’

    “I wonder, what is the price of this sword?”

    “Fellow Daoist, just the price of the materials, two thousand low-grade spirit stones will do,” the cultivator with the surname Long said with a smile.

    For this kind of ruined sword, even if it were to be re-melted, not much material could be recovered, and it would be very troublesome. Being able to get two thousand spirit stones was already not bad, especially since…he could also sell this well-known violent man a favor.

    “Thank you.”

    Fang Xing took out seven mid-grade spirit stones, adding them to the spirit stones from the previous sale of magic weapons, purchasing this second-order spirit sword, knowing that the other party had given him a discount.

    ‘But come to think of it, Huolianfang, Qingdanfang and Qingxuan Sect have intricate relationships, representing the original order of the market…for the Black Dragon Gang, this kind of evil organization, to develop, they must seize their interests. The two sides, not to say they are mortal enemies, certainly wouldn’t look kindly upon each other.’

    ‘I exterminated the Black Dragon Gang, I might have done them a great favor…’

    Inside the cave.

    Fang Xing drew the Green Rainbow Sword.

    Clang!

    In an instant, the room was filled with green light, sword energy soaring to the heavens! With a casual flick of his wrist, a streak of green light swept from the blade, cutting through gold and jade as if it were effortless.

    “Good sword…this sword’s sharpness, I’m afraid it’s enough to cut through the defenses of a second-order demonic beast, right?”

    A trace of joy appeared on Fang Xing’s face.

    Generally speaking, second-order magical weapons are tough, and ordinary Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators and second-order demonic beasts find it difficult to destroy them.

    Of course, if one encounters a high-grade second-order demonic beast, or a ruthless character among the Foundation Establishment cultivators, it’s a different story.

    If directly hit by a third-order demonic beast, the second-order magic weapon would naturally be destroyed immediately, nothing to say about it.

    Fang Xing should be thankful that the third-order demonic beast attacked with poisonous mist, and its main target was the Golden Core stage cultivator. The Foundation Establishment cultivator was caught in the aftermath, turning into a pool of pus and blood, but the Green Rainbow Sword was largely preserved.

    Although, it was also ruined…

    “But it’s better than directly hacking at the body of a third-order demonic beast and having it break…”

    Fang Xing drew another sword, the Ink Pattern Sword!

    Holding the Ink Pattern Sword in his left hand and the Green Rainbow Sword in his right, a hint of eagerness appeared on his face. With a sudden exertion of strength, he swung his swords to chop down.

    Bang!

    The blades of the two swords clashed, electricity arcing in the void, emitting a crisp sound that pierced the eardrums.

    Fang Xing steadied himself and looked at the Green Rainbow Sword. The blade was as usual. However, on the blade of the Ink Pattern Sword, there was now a small notch the size of a grain of rice.

    “I didn’t even use much force, it’s entirely the sword’s sharpness…blood-refined magic weapons are only equivalent to low-grade magic weapons after all…”

    After a brief test, Fang Xing knew that the Ink Pattern Sword was indeed a piece of junk.

    He immediately threw the Ink Pattern Sword with his left hand, sending it flying high into the air.

    Then, the Green Rainbow Sword turned into a green light and fiercely struck the Ink Pattern Sword.

    Swish!

    The Ink Pattern Sword let out a mournful cry, the connection between the hilt and the blade being severed directly. From the two pieces of the sword body, a thumb-sized piece of iron flew out.

    “Gouge’s token, it’s here…”

    Seeing this, Fang Xing’s eyes lit up.

    Ever since he learned that the Ink Pattern Sword contained a secret, he planned to retrieve it one day.

    His original plan was to go to Aquila Star to find a metal cutting machine.

    But now, it seemed the Green Rainbow Sword was sufficient for this task.

    Fang Xing reached out and with his innate true energy forming a thin line, which extended several feet, he drew the dark iron token back.

    If this scene were seen by the innate martial artists of this world, their eyes would pop out.

    Innate true energy, it actually has such a wonderful use?

    Fang Xing looked at the token in his hand. It was only the size of a thumb, completely black, as if cast from ordinary scrap iron. But to remain unscathed in the previous strike from the Green Rainbow Sword, it couldn’t possibly be ordinary material.

    “Second-order, or third-order spiritual material?”

    Fang Xing muttered, his fingers caressing the iron token, feeling a jade-like smoothness.

    The iron token was covered with various cloud patterns, the front bearing an ancient seal character – ‘令’ (Order), while the back was engraved with two characters – ‘万法’ (Myriad Laws).

    “It seems the rumors are true, that secret realm is indeed related to the ‘Myriad Laws Venerable’, a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core Stage. This piece in my hand, could it be the core token of the formation? Or some other access credential?”

    He had learned about many things in the cultivation world.

    For example, some important caves or formation restrictions would have one or two core tokens, and more access tokens, for the owner, disciples and children to use.

    Equivalent to the key to open the door!

    “Therefore, don’t look at the fierce fighting in that secret realm, perhaps they are only at the periphery, haven’t even entered the real door?”

    “Or perhaps, haven’t even touched the core?”

    Despite this, Fang Xing had no intention of going on an adventure.

    Firstly, even Golden Core stage cultivators had fallen, so he, a small fry, shouldn’t court humiliation.

    Secondly…

    “Most cultivator items are useless to me…”

    Fang Xing’s goal has always been clear, which is to make the most of resources from other worlds to enhance his Martial Dao.

    Therefore, for him, the most important thing now is the follow-up of the ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’.

    Everything else is futile!

    Several days later.

    Around Qinglinfang City.

    An ordinary shed, with birds perching on the roof, lizards and insects crawling around.

    Fang Xing already knew the situation, and strode inside.

    Xiao Rui was guarding the door. Seeing it was Fang Xing, a relaxed expression appeared on her face: “Welcome, honored guest!”

    After Fang Xing entered, she immediately closed the door and pasted two ‘Protective Talisman’ and ‘Concealing Breath Talisman’.

    “You are the owner of Qingdanfang?”

    Fang Xing looked towards the middle of the room, where a woman in green clothes stood, with a jade belt around her waist and a hat on her head, obscuring her face.

    “That’s right… I am Su Ye. I greet the honored guest. I wonder what the guest’s name is?”

    Su Ye spoke softly, her voice like a clear spring.

    “My name is Fang Yun!”

    Fang Xing did not hesitate to use a false name.

    “Fellow Daoist Fang…Fellow Daoist’s recent killing of Luo Hong of the Black Dragon Gang was truly gratifying, this little woman admires you…”

    Su Ye complimented.

    “Let’s get to the point, do you have clues to a substitute for ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’?” Fang Xing asked.

    “So that ointment is called Whale Elephant Ointment? Its medicinal properties are so fierce, this ‘Whale Elephant’ must be some kind of demonic beast, it might very well possess the bloodline of a third-order, or even fourth-order demonic beast…”

    Su Ye muttered, her slender hand tossing a bottle of black jade. Wrapped in a mass of green light, it slowly floated towards Fang Xing: “This bottle contains ‘Boiling Blood’, please, honored guest, appraise it!”

    “Boiling Blood?”

    Fang Xing secretly contacted his external drone, finding no ambush, then secretly held his breath before opening the black jade bottle.

    Actually, with his current physique, ordinary toxins could not poison him. His fine motor control was sufficient to detect anything wrong as soon as a toxin entered his body, allowing him to react and expel the toxin.

    But there were too many methods in the cultivation world, being cautious would not be a mistake.

    After opening the stopper, he saw a mass of blood-red liquid inside, like blood.

    Fang Xing slightly opened his nostrils and smelled a strong bloody smell.

    ‘Hmm, it’s not poisonous, it actually invigorates my Qi and Blood slightly… just smelling it has such an effect, it seems promising!’

    A thought came to him, and a silver needle appeared in his hand, slowly picking up a drop of the viscous ‘Boiling Blood’ and applying it to the back of his hand.

    Sour, numb, spicy…

    Various sensations arose from the back of his hand, turning into a hot flow, causing his skin to seem to be slightly strengthened.

    “How is it?” Su Ye chuckled and asked.

    “It should have four or five times the effect of ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’… I wonder what the price is? I intend to buy a large quantity.”

    Fang Xing exhaled, making his decision.

    “This thing is rare, it is mainly made with the flesh and blood of a second-order demonic beast, and seventy-seven forty-nine types of spirit herbs are added during the refining process…”

    Su Ye answered unhurriedly: “Therefore, one bottle costs two hundred low-grade spirit stones. Our shop previously suffered a great disaster, and the warehouse where medicinal materials were stored was also destroyed, so only two bottles remain…”

    “Only two bottles?”

    Fang Xing frowned. This amount, while more than what Xia Long gave him, was insufficient to push his Dragon Elephant Skill to the next level: “I remember…the Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the market killed a second-order demonic beast before…there should be a lot of flesh and blood left.”

    “Fellow Daoist doesn’t know, this ‘Boiling Blood’ requires refined flesh and blood of a second-order demonic beast, a mountain-sized piece, ultimately resulting in only a fist-sized amount… and when the market was in trouble, many beasts were attracted by the flesh and blood of the second-order demonic beast, madly attacking the pharmacy and warehouse…” Su Ye sighed and answered.

    Fang Xing immediately understood.

    Even with the convenience of storage pouches, Qingdanfang probably didn’t have many.

    Furthermore, the capacity of low-grade storage pouches is mostly two or three cubic meters, how much demonic beast flesh and blood could it hold?

    Before the flesh and blood could be refined into pills, it was attacked, it was normal for not much to be left.

    But Fang Xing still wasn’t quite convinced!

    According to business practices, when a product becomes incredibly popular, the supply must be controlled, and the price raised by scarcity.

    His gaze towards Su Ye carried a hint of inexplicable meaning: “Then Daoist Su, how can one obtain a large amount of ‘Boiling Blood’?”

    “I’m afraid there’s no other way except to kill a second-order demonic beast and obtain a large amount of flesh and blood as raw material.”

    Su Ye shook her head and replied.

    “Second-order demonic beast?”

    Fang Xing’s expression turned solemn.

    The Golden-feathered Vulture he saw that day reappeared in his mind.

    If it were a high-grade second-order demonic beast like that, he would definitely run as far as possible. But if it were an ordinary low-grade second-order demonic beast, being besieged by several Qi Refinement stage cultivators and working with formations, it might still be possible to take it down.

    “If that’s the case, then I’ll just buy these two bottles.”

    In the end, Fang Xing made his decision, taking out four mid-grade spirit stones.

    ‘Damn it, it’s so dangerous, I might as well return to Aquila Star to find a way to buy ‘Whale Elephant Ointment’! Even if it costs hundreds of thousands per box, at least it’s safe…’

    (End of Chapter)

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