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Chapter 309 - 253: Myriad Flowers and a Thousand Illusions (Extra - for Monthly Tickets)_2

Chapter 309: Chapter 253: Myriad Flowers and a Thousand Illusions (Extra Chapter for Monthly Tickets)_2

"Heavenly Sword Sect isn’t a good place to return to right now, and other Nascent Soul Sects are even less likely..."

"Immortal City? Most Immortal Cities are sustained on Third Rank Spirit Veins... Only a few established by Nascent Soul Loose Cultivators contain Fourth Rank Spirit Veins, but I fear they do not support outsiders in cultivating Nascent Souls..."

"Wait, other than Immortal City, perhaps the former locations of Nascent Soul Families could be considered."

Fang Xing immediately thought of the Mu Family.

Wasn’t the Mu Family once a Nascent Soul Family? Surely they had a Fourth Rank Spirit Vein?

The key point is that they are now in decline, with no Nascent Soul True Monarch in place. They’re an easy target.

What’s worse, the Family Head of the Mu Family, in a gamble, skewed the family resources heavily towards Mu Qinglan, even carrying away the Spiritual Treasure, Jiao Wei Zither.

As a result, it all went to the dogs... cough, I mean, it was all dispensed in the act of delivering righteous justice.

Initially, the Mu Family, with their grand array and Spiritual Treasure, would have made it impossible for Fang Xing to infiltrate silently.

But now, that may no longer be the case.

’Perfect... I even need the Mu Family bloodline and Divine Soul to replace someone in the ’Nine Infant Pearl’...’

’As for the identity "Wind Ascendant," Fang Xing definitely couldn’t use that anymore.’

’In passing... I should also scavenge the Sacrificial Refining Mantra for the Jiao Wei Zither.’

Thinking this, Fang Xing took out the ’Nine Infant Pearl’ and chose one of the identities.

In an instant, he transformed into a graceful scholar with refined features and white hair all over his head.

This ’Life-taking Scholar’ was a Loose Cultivator, both righteous and evil, who was secretly murdered by Huo Moqing, becoming one of his false identities.

"Perfect timing to plot against the Mu Family. Inside the blessed land, that Mu Family Head indeed has an eye, as he did not enter Divine Infant Cliff and should not have fallen... However, his days upon returning won’t be easy."

Fang Xing then reassorted the miscellaneous items he had on hand, feeling somewhat overwhelmed.

Having too many spoils of war wasn’t necessarily a good thing.

Even though the storage bags of Jiedan Cultivators were well-crafted with considerable capacity, and he had also been promoted to Elder of the Six Bags within the Beggar Gang.

He filled up a total of six storage bags with various items!

’Damn, still not enough capacity, no wonder the merchants and caravans in the Cultivation World make a fortune...’

He sorted through them and pulled out a Corpse Storage Bag.

With a slight input of Mana, a flash of black mist appeared, and suddenly there were five Golden Corpses on the ground.

These Corpses Refining, each above Third Rank, were not ordinary and each had unique traits.

There were Flying Night Demons, Four-Armed Golden Corpses, and even female Golden Corpses...

"These were once strong practitioners of Body Cultivation who were later captured by the Wanxiang Demon Sect and crafted into ’Overturning Heaven Golden Corpses’... These Golden Corpses carry too many of the Wanxiang Demon Sect’s Prohibitions, I definitely need to modify them..."

Just like with the ’All Techniques Ghost Infant,’ even though the Prohibitions on the Overturning Heaven Golden Corpses were perfect, they ultimately weren’t arranged by him, so he couldn’t feel at ease.

Fang Xing pondered a moment, then a Jade Scroll materialized in his hand, recording a plethora of Corpse Refining techniques.

"Um... these five Third Rank corpses, combined with the abundant Demon Path materials I have, could just be enough to assemble a ’Five Mixed Demons’..."

Although ’Five Mixed Demons’ weren’t as formidable as the supremely evil Yin Corpses and couldn’t rival a Nascent Soul True Monarch,

they were already considered extremely powerful among the Third Rank, unstoppable by both gods and buddhas.

More importantly, the Wanxiang Demon Sect had already completed most of the fundamental steps for him. Fang Xing didn’t mind spending a few days to redo the Prohibitions on these corpses.

"High-quality Five Mixed Demons, best using Five Elements Spirit Roots as core, can be assembled into the ’Five Son Demon Formation’..."

"Since these corpses’ Spirit Roots don’t completely align with the Five Elements, I should think about it from the perspective of sacrificial materials... A Blood Sacrifice of a large amount of Five Elements Spiritual Objects is enough to imbue the refined corpses with some features of the Five Elements."

This principle was similar to Sacrificial Refining of Magic Treasures.

Anyway, living beings can’t use it; they’d likely be refined alive to death, but that doesn’t matter for the dead.

...

Yunzhou had many families dedicated to Immortal Cultivation.

Among the most famous was the ’Mu Family’.

The ’Mu Family’ occupied the Spirit Vein of Baihua Mountain where the spiritual energy was abundant, and they were guarded by a powerful family Array.

This Array was set up by a Nascent Soul True Monarch in the old days and was named ’Myriad Flower Illusion Array’. It was ranked at the Fourth Rank, but after several major upheavals, the foundation of the array was damaged, degenerating it to Quasi Fourth Rank. However, combining it with the ’Jiao Wei Zither’ Spiritual Treasure, it still possessed the might of a Fourth Rank array.

The Mu Family had always been esteemed as the leading Core Formation Family on the Righteous Path of Da Jing.

Alas, as soon as news from Linglang Blessed Land spread, the Mu Family immediately seemed a bit shaky.

Any Core Formation Family experiencing the loss of a Golden Core Late Stage Nascent Soul Seed in battle and losing a family Spiritual Treasure would undoubtedly be devastated.

By comparison, the Mu Family was only slightly unstable, which was considered having profound foundations.

Baihua Mountain.

Inside the Mu Family ancestral hall.

The already elderly Family Head of the Mu Family turned completely white overnight, appearing as if his time was not far off.

Actually, as a cultivator at the peak of the Core Formation Middle Stage, he still had a hundred years of life left. Such appearance was because his heart was profoundly grieved.

"Elders..."

The Mu Family Head’s murky eyes swept over the few Core Formation and Fake Core cultivators present, his voice as dry as a dead man, "This time Mu Qinglan died and the clan’s Spiritual Treasure was lost... It is all my fault! I will immediately resign from the position of Family Head and ask the senior elders to punish me!"

"No!"

At this moment, a handsome middle-aged cultivator spoke up, "Family Head, you are not to blame. It is just that our Mu Family was not favored by fortune..."

He stood up, his gaze sharp, looking towards the other Core Formation and Fake Core cultivators, "Do you all remember, three hundred years ago, when the then Family Head of our Mu Family, in his folly, gambled with others and lost twelve shops in Li Huo Immortal City? It was brother Wanlong, upon achieving Core Formation, who fought alone with his sword on the duel stage, winning back each and every one of them... After the bloody duel, brother Wanlong’s Magic Treasures were all shattered, and he was almost a bloodied man. If it weren’t for that event damaging his Primordial Qi, with brother Wanlong’s talents, why would he only be at the Core Formation Middle Stage now?"

"And you, brother Wanqing, where did your Golden Core Formation Pill come from when you were breaking through to Core Formation? It was brother Wanlong who exchanged it from the Qiankun Dao with our family’s merit!"

"And you others, do you know when our family lacked resources, it was brother Wanlong, who delved into Alchemy, advanced to a Third Rank Alchemist, and nurtured you all..."

"Even Mu Qinglan was spotted by brother Wanlong for his talents, supported him all the way through his Core Formation, and even gave him the ’Sound Phoenix Pill’ beneficial for breaking through to the Late Stage of Core Formation... This trip to Linglang Blessed Land also came to be because we all held a clan meeting and agreed together to request Elder Jiao Wei Zither."

"What fault does such a Family Head have?"

The middle-aged Core Formation cultivator’s eyes were piercing as he scanned those present.

Several Core Formation True Cultivators were visibly moved, "Indeed... the fault does not lie with the Family Head, only that we were not fated."

"Alas..."

Mu Wanlong’s eyes brimmed with tears, "Losing the Spiritual Treasure isn’t much, if we can unite as one, we will surely be able to revive our clan... Alright, now that we face a great crisis, I will hold on for another hundred years!"

"Family Head, Elders, something terrible has happened!"

At this moment, a Foundation Establishment cultivator rushed into the ancestral hall and kneeled to report, "There’s an attack by unknown cultivators on the Xiao Yuan Mountain ore vein!"

"Xiao Yuan Mountain? That’s our last Spirit Stone mine! What unknown cultivators? It’s definitely those few families hiring Loose Cultivators and Demon Cultivators to probe us. It hasn’t been long since the ceasefire between Righteous and Demonic paths, yet they are so eager?"

Mu Wanlong stormed, fury in his expression, "Take five hundred clan guards, board the ’Soaring Dragon’ Spirit Boat, I will personally lead the expedition!"

Once Mu Wanlong left, the atmosphere in the ancestral hall turned slightly sinister.

"Hehe... Wanlu, you really are far-sighted."

Mu Wanqing grinned, "The Family Head admitting his guilt was just to step aside to enjoy his remaining years... Now he persists in his position when the family is unsettled, he really has no choice... I wonder, Wanlu, how sincere were you in what you said earlier?"

Mu Wanlu snorted coldly, "It’s all for the family, half-true, half-false... Alas, why wouldn’t I want to see Qinglan rise high, leading us back to the glory of a Nascent Soul Family?"

With that thought, the true cultivators couldn’t help but sigh.

After a long silence, someone muttered under their breath, "That damn ’Gua Banxian’, a mere Third Rank fortune teller, spouting nonsense. He spoke of a ’Phoenix Perching on the Chinese Parasol Tree’ destiny, and the Family Head actually believed him..."