Free Web NovelChapter 321: Chapter 78: A Bountiful Harvest (Part 2)
’Including this Paper Mulberry plant, all twenty-one Spiritual Medicines needed to refine the Vermilion Bird Divine Pill have been gathered!’
’Looking back, it really wasn’t easy.’
’If it weren’t for a treasure trove like the Sanzong Mountain Secret Realm, gathering so many Spiritual Medicines would have probably required traveling across all the top Cultivation Countries in the East Cyan Domain.’
He bent down and carefully dug out the precious medicine, placing it in a jade box for safekeeping. He would have Lu Wei transplant it after he returned.
After doing all this, Fang Cheng and Cang Wuya circled the area a few more times, habitually picking a few other Spiritual Medicines.
「Soon after.」
The Secret Realm Talisman flared with brilliant light. It flew out on its own, transforming into a beam of white light that enveloped him.
Fang Cheng knew that time was up. The Secret Realm was about to return to the turbulent void.
He allowed the white light from the talisman to take hold of him. After a flash, he appeared in the middle of a clear, blue sky.
A vast sea of clouds churned before him. In the distance, three majestic, verdant peaks rose above the clouds like islands.
It was Sanzong Mountain.
A terrifying spatial fluctuation emanated from the sky. Fang Cheng quickly looked up and saw the enormous, jade-green vortex slowly shrinking.
The great net of iron chains that had sealed the entrance to the green vortex also flickered with spiritual light and vanished.
At that moment, Fang Cheng sensed several massive, malicious Divine Senses sweeping over him.
’Life Soul Cultivators!’
He glanced into the distance as black and white Yin and Yang energy materialized around him. Then, his figure seemed to vanish from the spot, disappearing in an instant!
The massive Divine Senses immediately probed into the distance. They saw a wisp of black and white energy appear dozens of li away, carrying Fang Cheng as it flickered repeatedly before quickly disappearing over the horizon, escaping the range of their prying senses.
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「The night deepened.」
Across the vast night sky, dense stars twinkled around a bright moon that cast down endless, cool radiance.
「High in the sky.」
The cold moonlight spilled over the sea of clouds, making the night seem even more serene.
A ten-zhang-large, magnificent green-feathered giant bird soared above the sea of clouds.
A person sat cross-legged on the back of the Cyan Bird, holding two storage bags and using his powerful Magical Power to erase the restrictions on them.
This man and bird were none other than Fang Cheng and Cang Wuya, who had just left the Sanzong Mountain Secret Realm.
Fang Cheng had first used the Yin Yang Heaven Escape Technique to flee for several thousand li before having Cang Wuya carry him through the air.
At this moment, even if two or three Life Soul Realm cultivators who coveted his Bodhi Fruit were to catch up, he was confident he could deal with all of them.
As long as he didn’t become a public target, the Dream Spirit Incarnations he had accumulated were enough for him to traverse the Eastern Wilderness unhindered.
Cang Wuya’s mood was also quite excited as he soared through the night.
This was because Fang Cheng had just promised him that they would be staying at Moon Phoenix Mountain for a few days.
As for whether he could successfully woo a Cyan Simurgh from Moon Phoenix Mountain, that would depend on the true abilities of this generation’s direct heir of the Cyan Heaven Sparrow clan.
For a moment, Cang Wuya was full of ambition, his heart a mix of excitement and nervousness.
Even the brilliant moonlight in the sky seemed exceptionally bright, filling him with a sense of refreshment and joy.
Fang Cheng, of course, had no idea his Spirit Pet was harboring so many little schemes in his heart.
He had just finished erasing the restrictions on the two storage bags and was now inspecting them one by one.
First was the storage bag of King Chujiang from the Ghost King Sect.
This man’s status in the Ghost King Sect was very high, comparable to that of a Life Soul Realm Elder. Over a thousand Upper-Grade Spirit Stones were neatly stacked inside his storage bag, a testament to his wealth.
However, aside from the Spirit Stones, there were only some daily necessities left.
’It seems he was so focused on cultivating the Tier Three Heaven-Soaring Flying Corpse that he invested almost all of his resources, besides Spirit Stones, into the Flying Corpse.’
Still, Fang Cheng’s mood brightened considerably at the haul of so many Spirit Stones.
Next, he opened the storage bag of the Female Sword Immortal from the Spirit Moon Sect.
The only regret was that he hadn’t been able to get his hands on her most valuable treasure: the Tier Four Fragmented Sword!
’That fragmented sword contained a Sword Soul and was remarkably sentient. It’s astonishing that it was still able to save its master under those circumstances.’
The contents of the Female Sword Immortal’s storage bag were dazzling, leaving Fang Cheng’s eyes darting from one item to the next.
The most eye-catching was a pile of Upper-Grade Spirit Stones, which at a rough glance, numbered no less than three hundred!
There were two Tier Three Talismans: a Mountain Moving Talisman and a Ten Thousand Swords Talisman from the Celestial Talisman Sect, both of which were also quite valuable.
There was also a Second-Order Top-grade Magical Artifact, a Spirit Beast Jade Token. Inside it was a space a hundred li in size, where the Female Sword Immortal had raised a flock of Immortal Cranes.
There was also an assortment of other Tier Two Talismans, medicinal pills, Flying Swords, and Magical Boats, all of high quality.
In addition, there were over a hundred sets of items used by a Female Cultivator: long skirts, dudous, undergarments, silk stockings, shoes, boots, cosmetics, and the like...
There was also a good amount of Spirit Tea, pastries, dried fruits, calligraphy, and paintings.
’One look was enough to tell that this Female Sword Immortal certainly knew how to live well, in addition to cultivating.’
It gave Fang Cheng a strange feeling, as if he were prying into someone else’s private life.
And of course, there was the fist-sized Enlightenment Fruit, which was as white as jade and utterly pure!
’This fruit was a pleasant surprise. Come to think of it, I really have You He to thank for it. If she hadn’t fled in my direction, I never would have gotten this.’
Just then, Cang Wuya reminded Fang Cheng, "Master, Moon Phoenix Mountain is just ahead."
Fang Cheng looked down and saw a vast expanse of rolling mountains not far ahead. The overlapping peaks and ridges were especially magnificent under the night sky.
This was Moon Phoenix Mountain, which, along with the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts and the Sea Emperor Hall, was known as one of the three great Sacred Lands of the Eastern Desolate Demon Race.
According to Cang Wuya, most of the Demon Race members in this Sacred Land had transformed from birds, and it was the Ancestral Court for the many avian demons of the Eastern Wilderness.
Moon Phoenix Mountain had five Tier Three Demon Kings, one of whom was a Supreme Elder of the Cyan Simurgh clan.
To Cang Wuya, the Cyan Simurgh clan was the absolute nobility among birds.
Although his Cyan Heaven Sparrow clan possessed a trace of the Ancient Golden-Winged Roc’s bloodline, it was merely a "trace." Compared to a Divine Bird like the Cyan Simurgh, which possessed the bloodline of the Celestial Phoenix, the difference in their heritage was immense.
Furthermore, the ancestor of Cang Wuya’s lineage had only gained sentience after being enlightened by a great power of the Demon Race, allowing him to transform from a Demon Beast into a member of the Demon Race.
The Cang Family’s lineage had been passed down almost exclusively through a single heir per generation, and in its entire history, it had never produced a Tier Three Demon Race member.
Cang Wuya had painstakingly reached Tier Two, only to be sent by a Demon King from the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts to act as a spy, living a life of constant fear as if treading on thin ice.
Only now, after acknowledging Fang Cheng as his master, had he gradually let go of his inhibitions and broadened his horizons. He now dared to come to Moon Phoenix Mountain to woo a female from the Cyan Simurgh clan, hoping to contribute to the continuation of the Cyan Heaven Sparrow bloodline.
Fang Cheng pointed to a desolate mountain and had Cang Wuya land. Then he said, "I will wait for you here for seven days. Go on into Moon Phoenix Mountain!"
Cang Wuya bowed his head. "Thank you, Master. There’s no time to waste, I’ll be on my way."
With that, he eagerly soared into the sky and flew toward the depths of Moon Phoenix Mountain.
Fang Cheng chuckled, walked to the base of a towering tree, and sat down on the ground with his back against it. He cleared his mind and entered a state of meditative cultivation.
「The sun rose and the moon set. Several days passed in the blink of an eye.」
「On this day.」
Suddenly, the sound of spiritual explosions echoed from the distance.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes, looking toward the horizon.
He saw specks of spiritual light flashing deep within Moon Phoenix Mountain, as if people were fighting.
Gradually, the streaks of spiritual light flew closer, and he was able to see them clearly.
He saw a large cyan bird fleeing in a sorry state, pursued by six or seven magnificently plumed Cyan Simurghs.
These Cyan Simurghs were only about a zhang in size, but the auras they exuded were not to be underestimated; all of them were at the Tier Two level.
’Cang Wuya must have caused some kind of trouble to be hunted down and cornered by so many Cyan Simurghs.’
Fortunately, the Cyan Simurghs had no killing intent. It seemed they were merely trying to drive away and punish Cang Wuya, occasionally flapping their wings to release beams of seven-colored divine light that struck him.
When Cang Wuya saw Fang Cheng from afar, he felt completely disgraced and cried out in shame, "Master, save me!"
Fang Cheng laughed heartily. His figure flickered and transformed into two streams of black and white Yin and Yang energy, instantly appearing in the midst of the Cyan Simurghs.
He casually brought out the Immortal Binding Rope. The long, golden, glittering rope instantly danced into seven loops, ensnaring and binding each of the Cyan Simurghs.
Next, Fang Cheng produced the Female Sword Immortal’s Spirit Beast Jade Token. A white, misty light unfurled, instantly sweeping all seven Cyan Simurghs into the jade token.
Cang Wuya came to his senses, turned his head, and asked in astonishment, "Master, is this... appropriate?"
Fang Cheng laughed. "You silly bird, what’s not appropriate about it? I happen to be in need of a few Cyan Simurghs to pull my carriage. Since they delivered themselves to my doorstep, how could I miss this opportunity?"
Cang Wuya’s thoughts raced, and he understood that his master was doing this for his sake.
’After all, Master himself has many wives and Daoist partners. It only makes sense for him to get a few companions for his Spirit Pet as well.’
"Alright, if we don’t leave now, the Demon Kings of Moon Phoenix Mountain will be after us."
Fang Cheng glanced toward the depths of Moon Phoenix Mountain and, as he spoke, also put Cang Wuya into the Spirit Beast Jade Token.
He then transformed into a streak of black-and-white Profound Light and sped off into the distance.
A moment later, a beam of seven-colored divine light shot out from the depths of Moon Phoenix Mountain, chasing directly after him.
But it was too late.
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