12dz Chapter 155 Fate
Chapter 155 Fate
Taibai Island.
Fang Qing did some quick calculations and realized that he had been in seclusion for ten years.
"I don't think I've ever secluded myself for such a long time in my entire life?"
He used his divine sense to look inward and saw the "Tide-Rising Pearl" hanging high in his dantian, with a pearl and a flute on each side.
Below the Tide-Rising Pearl, seventy-seven drops of liquid magic gathered, transforming into a deep, emerald-green pool.
Although Fang Qing was in seclusion, he kept an eye on the situation in both realms through his spies, such as Xu Hei and Xiang Dahu.
Everything was normal in Xiao Huanhai; neither the Bihai Sect nor the Miehai Alliance made any major moves.
On the contrary, in the Sancai Market of Sanyuan Island, Zhan Hongxiu successfully established her foundation and spread rumors that Lu Lingfeng had committed heinous crimes such as collaborating with demonic cultivators and killing masters. She also fought fiercely with the Jiang family patriarch several times.
Although she reached Foundation Establishment a little later, she possessed a second-tier Longevity Turtle, which surpassed the Foundation Establishment of the Jiang family.
Unfortunately, after the Jiang family failed to establish their foundation, they retreated to Sanyuan Island and protected it with an array. Zhan Hongxiu was unable to enter for a while and was instead ambushed by demonic cultivators she had contacted, suffering a minor but significant loss.
However, this woman has had a stroke of good fortune, turning misfortune into blessing. It's said she gained the friendship of a deep-sea merman and is currently recovering from her injuries; who knows when she'll make a comeback. "As for ancient Shu, in Xituo County..."
Fang Qing sighed deeply.
The experts in the Purple Mansion are all very perceptive. Even someone like Miaofeng, who has a Dao Foundation with a lineage, could deduce that Sangji's breakthrough was not going smoothly.
Now it's just a few setbacks, but as time drags on, these setbacks will likely turn into disadvantages... and then near failure! "Sangji is only experiencing a slight setback due to the unusual phenomenon; the Purple Mansion test is just around the corner..."
"The Kitchen God Cult and the karma of the Heavenly Fire, why did they have to come at this time of year of all times..."
Fang Qing sneered, knowing that as long as Sangji failed to break through, the entire White Bone Path would be immediately overthrown!
"Luckily I ran fast, otherwise I would have had to bear all of this."
"And...in the eyes of outsiders, the so-called exclusion is naturally a joke..."
"My relationship with Sangji is complete. As long as I don't die... Sangji's breakthrough hasn't completely failed, and the White Bone Path still has a sliver of hope... Therefore, before my master went into seclusion, he secretly entrusted me to leave in order to protect myself... This will be a good excuse for my return in the future."
"Unfortunately, the hope is equally slim."
If Sangji successfully becomes the Dharma King, Fang Qing can use this as an excuse to return.
But the key point is... he can't succeed!
"For cultivators to break through to the Purple Mansion realm through seclusion, unless they are born with a destiny or are the reincarnation of a powerful being, it generally takes several decades..."
"Now, ten years have passed, and we can see some signs... There are still ten or twenty years before our true demise."
Once it is confirmed that Sangji failed in his breakthrough and died, someone from the Secret Realm will definitely come to open the underground palace and receive his remains and relics.
When it's sent to the Dharma King for examination, everything will be clear.
In short, the sooner the better...
"Now that the evil creatures in the north have been destroyed, we can head north, using the chaos of war as cover, and then turn southeast..."
"But something seems off about the Fang family..."
Fang Qing frowned: "Let's wait and see... At worst, I can continue my seclusion for decades and then change my identity."
He tried to calculate with his fingers, but then remembered that this place was the Lesser Universe, lacking the secrets of ancient Shu, and besides, he himself might not be able to calculate it. He couldn't help but sigh: "Three Ji... [Stomach Earth.-....."
Back when I was still practicing minor cultivation, I couldn't see the true face of that slovenly Taoist.
However, after entering the White Bone Path, Fang Qing gained some understanding of some well-known Purple Mansions in ancient Shu through Sangji.
The Three Perfected Ones cultivated the [Stomach Earth]!
They even chose to hold the exchange meeting at the "Kitchen God Temple" back then!
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Now that a new "Kitchen God Cult" has emerged, how could Fang Qing not suspect that the Purple Mansion behind this "Kitchen God Cult" is Sanji! "More importantly... Fang Wuchen's cultivation of the 'Treasure Earth Returning to Origin Technique' also belongs to the [Stomach Earth] category, and he's cultivating it so quickly!" "He's close to Old Tian, and Tian Jinchen was the key to opening the Misty Wave Blessed Land back then... that blessed land still contains a wisp of [Stomach Earth] divinity!" "Wait a little longer, I absolutely cannot show myself... If Fang Wuchen can still successfully find the Dao Foundation cultivation method, or even forge his Dao Foundation, then it can be basically confirmed that he has already entered this 'Stomach Earth Situation'..."
Fang Qing thoroughly reviewed the situation and recalled how, when they were about to convert "Hu Quan'an," they inexplicably had a sudden urge to change their methods. Looking back now, he felt a chill run down his spine.
Hu Quan'an is Fang Wuchen's master. He also cultivates the [Stomach Earth] technique. After years of honing his skills, he has even reached the late stage of Qi cultivation.
Perhaps, we are all just pawns.
"If I had converted him back then, and now the Purple Mansion needs him but finds it can't be roused... that would be a real problem."
"Fortunately, I only exerted influence with the profound mysteries of the Dao Foundation back then, and even after so many years, the influence has faded. What remains is the bond between us and our master-disciple relationship... so there won't be a situation where even the Purple Mansion can't be affected."
"Could it be that my impulsive decision back then was made here?"
Fang Qing let out a sigh, and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the reality of the Ancient Shu Purple Mansion.
Everything was fine when Sangji was around.
As a result, if the seclusion goes slightly wrong, various tests will immediately follow.
They even moved this unfathomable "Stomach Earth Formation" to Xituo County to manipulate it...
They are not afraid that Sangji will become the Dharma King and suddenly emerge from seclusion to convert or kill these pawns one by one!
"Now, it's really impossible to go to Xituo County anymore..."
The involvement of the Three Perfected Ones suggests the involvement of that wisp of [Stomach Soil] divinity, while the Golden Core True Monarch does not count!
His greatest means of predicting good and bad fortune was thus rendered useless.
Even if Fang Qing went to Xituo, according to various calculations, he would only end up courting his own death.
"I'll just hide in Xiaohuanhai, like a tiger that won't come out of its den. Let's see who can do anything to me then!"
"I'll go out and have some fun first, then continue my seclusion!"
He leisurely emerged from seclusion, first visiting several brothels in the market to listen to music, then seeking out Qin Ruxue and Yu Xiang'er in turn, indulging in a great deal of revelry... before quietly returning to Taibai Island to continue his seclusion, consuming elixirs and cultivating his spiritual practice...
Wusheng Temple.
The crimson flames seemed to possess a life of their own, transforming into firebirds, fire snakes, fire blades, and fire swords...
A giant flaming hand pressed down, shattering the illusory golden body.
Suddenly, the flames vanished, revealing a man in a red robe.
His sword-like eyebrows slanted sharply towards his temples, a precious sword hung at his waist. Looking at the face of Miaofeng Mingzi, as white as gold, he cupped his hands and said, "You flatter me... As previously agreed, best two out of three rounds. I humbly request the master to bestow his treasure!"
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Miao Fengmingzi nearly coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, but he forced himself to hold it in and glanced at Miao Shui beside him.
Miao Shui Mingfei sighed and tossed out a clay bowl. Within the bowl were countless fireflies and stars, which were none other than the "Desired Corpse Azure Fire"!
Previously, this "Chu Zhaohuang" visited the temple, claiming to be a cultivator from the Nine Heavens Fire Palace in Jiangbei, seeking this spiritual fire of heaven and earth.
Miao Feng, of course, refused. He always made others suffer losses, never himself.
As a result, Chu Zhaohuang broke through the White Bone Path's "Eighteen Guardian Gods Formation" and "Mani Flesh and Bone Hell Altar," and also won the prize in a gambling match with the four Mingzi and Mingfei.
"With your cultivation at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, you bullied us while our elders were away, and then you took this item. Do you know the consequences?"
Miaoshan could not hold back any longer and uttered a Sanskrit chant.
This cultivator from the orthodox Taiyi Xuanmen sect had actually reached the Dao Foundation Perfection realm, almost on par with their master!
These four Mingzi were merely pseudo-Dao Foundation cultivators promoted from the ranks. Even with the assistance of numerous protectors and a grand formation, their relative strengths were obvious. "Thank you for the reminder, Master."
Chu Zhaohuang cupped his hands again: "However, this item is related to my path to enlightenment, so I have no choice but to take it, but I also know that it will create a great karmic connection with the White Bone Sect... If any of you masters have time in the future, you may travel to Northern Zhou. I, Chu, will certainly prepare a warm welcome for you..."
He played with fire like a celestial being, striding out of the Wusheng Temple.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief after stepping out of the temple gate.
"Thankfully... no Dharma King tore through the void and killed me with a single blow..."
"Alas... I wandered through the Demon Realm and unknowingly arrived here, only to hear of the Heavenly Spirit Fire... Clearly, I was influenced by those demonic cultivators to forge this blade! These demonic powers are just toying with fate..."
"But what can I do? At least they're considering the influence of my superiors and won't kill me... Take this Wusheng Temple, for example. If it weren't for the influence of the Secret Realm, who would play this game of testing and weakening? A single slap would turn the entire temple into dust!"
"In this world, without supernatural powers, one is ultimately just an ant!"
Chu Zhaohuang made up his mind that after returning, he would go into seclusion and cultivate to break through to the Purple Mansion realm, and then live a carefree life for five hundred years. He was not afraid even if he made enemies with the Secret Realm. At worst, he would never return to the West.
Alternatively, one could die and perish, both body and spirit annihilated, thus settling all karmic debts...
A valley.
Fang Yixin was sitting cross-legged, calming her mind, when she saw her son, Fang Wuchen, walking over.
This child has grown up, so we'll invite him to join us for this battle.
Fang Wujiu, who was younger, stayed at home with Le Mingxue.
"..."
Fang Wuchen bowed first, then lowered his voice and said, "I went to the place where the Kitchen God Sect preaches. They form societies of mortals, with ten households forming a bao and a hundred households forming a jia, each supporting a cultivator. The families contribute their efforts, and the cultivators also have the responsibility of protection... They also promote good deeds and merits, and frequently organize relief efforts... They don't seem like the demonic path."
Fang Yixin was speechless: "Put away your kind intentions. We are tenants of the Zeng family. Now that the Zeng family says this Kitchen God cult is 'eating vegetables and serving demons,' then it is a demon!"
"Yes!" Fang Wuchen sat down sullenly.
Not long after, Hu Quan'an also arrived.
With a hint of joy on his face, he said in a deep voice, "In this battle against the Kitchen God Sect, I'm afraid they'll have to go all out..."
"Oh? Why?" Fang Yixin asked.
"I've already investigated, and these Kitchen God Cult cultivators also cultivate [Stomach Earth]!" Hu Quan'an's voice carried a hint of excitement: "Their leader has already forged his Dao foundation... so he must have the Dao foundation cultivation method of [Stomach Earth]! I think the cultivation method used by the followers of the Fuqi Cult is quite similar to my [Treasure Earth Returning to Origin Technique], so they might even have the same origin."
"Alright, this time we'll go all out!"
Fang Yixin gritted her teeth and looked at Fang Wuchen. Although the child was a bit simple-minded, he was indeed blessed with good fortune.
Just as I was thinking about the foundational cultivation method, it arrived; it was truly a blessing from heaven.