Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists-Chapter 82 - 81 Red Blood Spirit Rice (Congratulations to
Chapter 82 -81: Red Blood Spirit Rice (Congratulations to the 67832 Alliance Leader!)_1
Chapter 82 -81: Red Blood Spirit Rice (Congratulations to the 67832 Alliance Leader!)_1
“With the status of a fellow cultivator, can’t we invite another late-stage Qi Refining expert to lend a hand?”
Fang Xi asked with some confusion.
Dealing with an eighth-level Qi Refiner was of course more secure with a group attack.
“This… I have some difficulties that are hard to express, but please rest assured, I am confident in eliminating our great enemy,”
Ruan Xingling’s face showed a hint of determination.
Just as Fang Xi was about to inquire further, he was interrupted by Wei Yixin, “Fairy Ruan has her indescribable difficulties, and you still insist on pressing her. This hardly seems like the behavior of an upright gentleman!”
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‘Damn it…’
Fang Xi was speechless. He wanted to clarify Ruan Xingling’s trump card, wasn’t it all for the sake of everyone?
This Wei Yixin’s brain must be addled.
He already has a Taoist companion, does he still need to curry favor with Ruan Xingling? Or is he just a pure bootlicker?
‘No, it’s also possible that he is simply an upright gentleman. But… gentlemen don’t live long…’
He sneered inwardly several times and then apologized, “My negligence… Fairy, don’t take offense!”
“Let it be!”
Ruan Xingling’s mood seemed much improved. “If there are no other concerns, then let us make a Heart Demon Oath to each other!”
“I… am in!”
After confirming that the Heart Demon Oath merely required confidentiality and forbade any mutual harm during the operation, Fang Xi was the first to swear the oath.
“Hmph!”
Wei Yixin seemed to disdain the oath, and his Taoist companion Hua Chanjuan also made her oath, followed by the elder, Xiumu.
“Okay… Everyone can go back and prepare. As for the timing of the action, why not choose one month from now?”
Ruan Xingling suggested.
“A month from now? Fairy is wise,” Xiumu complimented with a stroke of his beard while smiling.
“A month from now, is it perhaps the annual auction at Baochuan Market? Could it be… Fairy has already received intelligence that Lu Jingqing will come?” Fang Xi seemed to realize something.
“Correct, your quick-wittedness does you credit,” Ruan Xingling nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing Wei Yixin’s somewhat unsightly face, Fang Xi shook his head and explained, “I merely plan to purchase a refined magic weapon for self-defense, therefore I’ve been somewhat attentive to the auction’s date.”
“I indeed have inside information. That thief Lu will attend the auction. At that time, we can ambush and kill him outright, without the need to attack the Mountain Protecting Array of Peach Blossom Island!”
Ruan Xingling explained a few sentences.
After all, a group of Qi Refiners attacking a Mountain Protecting Array, even if it’s just a first-level one, is a very taxing and thankless task, with a possible lethal counterattack, unless you possess a first-level Prohibition-breaking Talisman!
But one Prohibition-breaking Talisman might not be enough to break an entire Great Array!
At most, it could form a passageway, temporarily disrupt the Array’s power, allowing attackers to enter and then it’s a do-or-die situation!
The reason the Sky Blue Water Array at Green Bamboo Mountain Market was easily destroyed by a second-level Prohibition-breaking Talisman last time was solely because the Talisman exploded inside the Array!
Most of an Array’s power is directed outward. Attacking an Array from within as opposed to breaking it from the outside are completely different in terms of difficulty.
If Ruan Xingling has a way to get someone to detonate a first-level Prohibition-breaking Talisman inside the Lu Family’s Great Array, then destroying the Mountain Protecting Array is highly probable.
Yet now it seems, with a better option available, she has no desire to destroy an Array that was so laboriously constructed.
“That’s wonderful!” Upon hearing that there was no need to attack the Great Array of Peach Blossom Island, Wei Yixin and his wife couldn’t hide their joy.
After their discussion, the group rose and bid their farewells.
Fang Xi deliberately lagged a few steps behind and saw Xiumu coming out to see him off.
As they were parting, the elder spoke softly, “Fairy Ruan could have indeed enlisted a late-stage cultivator, but she feared inviting the wolf into the house again… Even a Qi Refining Great Perfection expert was willing to help, so long as Ruan Xingling agreed to a companion pact. However, Ruan Xingling, who aspires to the Dao, doesn’t want to lose her primal yin and so she hasn’t been able to come to an agreement…”
“I see,” Fang Xi nodded with sudden realization, but inside he felt somewhat amused: ‘So it seems… I got an advantage by being lower in cultivation?’
…
Later that night.
Within the Dongfu numbered 37 under the sign of Bing.
A fist-sized luminous pearl was embedded in the wall, lighting the room as if it were daylight.
Fang Xi took out a book he had casually purchased from a bookstore, flipped to the section on Peach Blossom Island in Thousand Island Lake, and started reading closely.
“Peach Blossom Island… The island is located in the southeast island chain of Thousand Island Lake, neighboring White Feather Island, Black Sand Island, and Golden Flame Island!”
“The island is over thirty li long from north to south, and more than twenty li wide from east to west… It has features like Twin Peaks, Mirror Moon Lake, and Jadeite Cliff among its Spirit Lands, with only Mirror Moon Lake being a first-level Spiritual Vein, the rest are all insignificant…”
“Above the island lies a mortal town with more than ten villages and a population exceeding ten thousand… tsk tsk, this is practically a small county.”
In Thousand Island Lake, cultivators and mortals live together on islands.
Moreover, these mortals are mostly descendants of cultivators. Being near spiritual energy nourishment, the likelihood of their offspring possessing Spiritual Roots is high, making this a vital source of replenishment for the cultivator community.
“No wonder that elder Xiumu wants to be a second Island Master. That’s pretty much a local emperor…”
“Ruan Xingling has the power and the status… Add on Xiumu’s networking, as long as they kill Lu Jingqing, she’s bound to secure her position as Island Master, and I could also enjoy a century of peace… This undertaking is feasible!”
In the Cultivation World, no matter how righteous the cause may appear, in the end, it all comes down to power.
As for why Ruan Xingling was confident in dealing with her adversary?
Given his identity as a talisman forger, he likely purchased fine magic swords, or powerful talismans, or even consumable treasures, such as the “Yin Leizi”!
“Of course, Ruan Xingling probably couldn’t afford to buy Yin Leizi, both in terms of wealth and channels… but she should have some other one-time use items, this is a good deal!”
“Unfortunately, this woman is only a mid-grade tier one talisman forger; otherwise, after going through battles, establishing friendships, and confirming character, those Snake Dragon materials could have been given to her for forging…”
“As a body cultivator not quite orthodox, I still wish to follow the traditions of the Cultivation World and put on a full set of spirit armor before engaging others in battle…”
…
A month passed by quickly.
As the auction approached, the flow of people in Baochuan Market gradually increased.
The major shops also took the opportunity to launch promotional activities, with many goods seeing a price increase—yes, they actually raised prices!
After all, high-quality elixirs and magic weapons… are items that need to be snapped up.
Big stores with good reputations basically don’t worry about sales!
On the other hand, there are more street vendors, and they start to undercut each other, creating a trend of price reductions.
Fang Xi took advantage of this rare opportunity to sell all the materials from low-grade monster beasts such as red-eyed crows.
Although he had a lot of monster materials, in the current huge turnover of the market, they weren’t noticeable at all.
After dealing with all the low-grade monster beast materials, Fang Xi strolled about the market in a good mood.
In his storage bag, all that was left were the bones, skin, and blood of the Snake Dragon, as well as wolf skin, wolf fur, first-grade high-quality flying bird wings, claws, and other most precious items from Old One Eye.
Fang Xi kept these things for his own use or to wait for the right opportunity to sell them.
Meanwhile, after several purchases of other inheritances, he had over four hundred low-grade Spirit Stones remaining.
‘Indeed, being a merchant between two realms is profitable!’
After calming his mind, Fang Xi wandered among the stalls, not necessarily looking for treasures to pick up, just casually browsing.
“Top-grade magic swords for sale cheaply, just a hundred Spirit Stones!”
“First grade high-quality ‘Flying Heaven Talisman’! Allows a cultivator to experience foundation-building physical flight… selling with tears for just twenty Spirit Stones!”
“Various precious ores, waiting for the fated one!”
“Cheap Monster Beast Meat, fifteen jin for one Spirit Stone!”
“Various cultivation secret skills for sale, buy ten and get a family treasure map for free!”
…
Fang Xi arrived at the cultivation skills’ stall and looked at the treasure maps, his mouth twitching slightly.
He had yet to partake in the much-loved adventuring and exploration of ancient ruins in the Cultivation World precisely because he knew how risky they were!
Most treasure maps are fake, and the few that aren’t might be traps set by cultivation-robbers!
Only one in ten thousand, or even one in a hundred thousand, have a chance to lead to treasures like those in the Secret Realm of Purple Dark Mountain.
But even with great opportunity, without sufficient strength, the end is as miserable as the Situ Family and Red Leaf Valley… all very tragic!
Fang Xi browsed around for half a day without finding any opportunities to score big and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.
‘I really don’t have the main character’s aura…’
After inwardly sighing, he stopped at a stall selling Spiritual Grains.
The stall owner was an old farmer wearing a bamboo hat, only at the early stages of Qi Refining, smiling humbly and cautiously at everyone, which inexplicably reminded Fang Xi of Old Mai.
He squatted down and sifted through the Spirit Rice at the stand, picking up a handful of black-grained Spirit Rice.
“Sir, this Ren Water Spirit Rice is rich in the essence of water veins. Look at my Spirit Rice, every grain is plump, and the price is cheap. There’s also a discount for bulk purchases.”
Seeing Fang Xi’s apparent interest in buying, the old farmer immediately explained.
“Hmm, indeed, it’s not bad!”
Fang Xi, who had studied the Spiritual Plant Farmer Inheritance and understood the unique insights of ‘Jia Feicai’ who dedicated his life to farming, found much resonance in his readings, and he progressed far faster than he did with arrays and talisman forging.
Now, with a touch of his fingers, he could tell that the spiritual energy contained in this Spirit Rice was even richer than the ones sold in shops, a true little gem.
However, he quickly put down the Ren Water Spirit Rice and picked up a handful of red Spirit Rice next to it.
This Spirit Rice was fiery red, with a hint of fishy smell that was rather off-putting.
“This is ‘Red Blood Spirit Rice,’ isn’t it? It has a good quality and can be used for next year’s seeds.”
Fang Xi remarked.
“You have a keen eye, sir!” the old farmer gave a thumbs up: “This Red Blood Spirit Rice is indeed my proudest creation… Consuming it regularly benefits one’s physical strength greatly, pity the taste is unpalatable, only body cultivators occasionally purchase some.”
This Red Blood Spirit Rice was coarse and challenging to rid of its fishiness, thus sold cheaply.
But Fang Xi didn’t mind… after all, he mostly farmed to brew alcohol or to feed the Taisui.
Since he was going to be a full-time Spirit Plant Farmer, natural self-sufficiency and recycling were essential.
One mu of Spirit Land requires about seven to eight jin of Spirit Seeds, Fang Xi planned for ten jin to be on the safe side, and then promptly smiled, “I’ll take a hundred jin of ‘Red Blood Spiritual Grains’…”
“Right away!” A sale made, joy spread across the old farmer’s face.
