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Chapter 507 - 409: Primordial Spirit Treasure (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 507: Chapter 409: Primordial Spirit Treasure (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

"That’s right, in fact, I am a descendant of the Ying Dragon and possess the Ying Dragon bloodline."

Fang Xing nodded.

The old white ape sized him up and down and muttered, "Still doesn’t look like it... more like a Stone Lizard..."

"Scram... I saved your life this time, remember to at least repay me with ten jars of Hundred Fruit Brew."

Fang Xing grabbed the white ape and performed the Earth Tunneling Technique.

"Sigh... okay, okay... anyway, since Little Huang was taken, there’s one less demon to drink with in the future..."

The white ape sighed deeply, with an incredibly anthropomorphic expression of desolation.

Fang Xing couldn’t help but sigh inwardly as well.

...

With his deliberate concealment, not to mention these ordinary Outer Sect disciples of the Seven Killings Demon Palace, even Primordial Spirit Realm Elders might not be able to detect any clues.

However, Fang Xing still intentionally went out a few times, provoking some Outer Sect disciples, and then while fighting, he would probe their minds.

This also made those disciples of the Seven Killings Demon Palace aware that there was a peak Great Demon within the Myriad Demons Realm, which was a Mutated Stone Lizard and quite difficult to deal with.

More importantly, it was extremely cowardly, only daring to trouble Mortal Realm Eighth Level cultivators and never confronting the experts of the Mortal Realm Ninth Level...

"Damn black four-legged snake... I won’t let him go."

"To be able to exchange a hundred moves with me, that beast who calls himself a Black Dragon is truly formidable..."

"Heh, a frog at the bottom of the well, does he even know what he looks like? How dare he shamelessly claim to be of the Dragon Series..."

"Don’t say that... the Myriad Demons Realm has all kinds of demon beasts, though I don’t know what mixed breed that Black Dragon is, but it’s possible his ancestors had a trace of Ying Dragon bloodline, otherwise, how could he cultivate to the peak of a Great Demon?"

...

Fang Xing couldn’t be bothered to care about these rumors, he just continued to roam around and fight, seeking valuable information from the fragmented thoughts of these disciples.

"The Seven Killings Demon Palace, established by the ’Seven Killing Taoist’, is incredibly illustrious... it has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years!"

"And the ’Seven Killing Taoist’ is still alive to this day, the master of the Seven Killings Demon Palace, and is a Great Ability of the ’Heavenly Immortal Realm’!"

"The path of cultivation involves absorbing the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi into the body, continuously advancing through the nine levels of the Mortal Realm and the nine levels of the Primordial Spirit Realm. A cultivator in the Primordial Spirit Realm can live for ten thousand years. Above the Primordial Spirit Realm is the Heavenly Immortal Realm! If they belong to the Demon Race, then it’s the ’Heavenly Demon Realm’!"

The more he understood, the heavier Fang Xing’s heart became.

Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators, at the very least, are comparable to Divinity Transformation.

The so-called ’Great Ability of the Heavenly Immortal Realm’, could it be comparable to the ’True Immortal’ in the Cultivation World?

"It’s quite possible when you think about it! What is most important to the cultivators of this world, besides cultivation techniques, weapons, and secret treasures... is ’Dao Comprehension’!"

The so-called ’Dao Comprehension’ is actually the ’Law Comprehension’, they are the same thing, just called differently.

"But these Outer Sect disciples, their Dao Comprehension is just average, in my opinion, they are at the ’Beginner’ to ’Proficient’ levels."

Fang Xing recalled the woman in red who had taken Little Huang.

She was probably the most powerful he had encountered, and according to the subconscious thoughts of other disciples, she was considered someone capable of competing for the position of a core True Disciple.

But in terms of Dao Comprehension, she was probably only at the ’Proficient’ stage, at most slightly deeper than the other disciples.

In the Third Stage, there was not a single one who had condensed the Law Heart!

’Of course... if the comprehension of the laws reaches the ’Master’ level of the Third Stage, one could ignite the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi with a single thought and advance to the Primordial Spirit Realm... In the Seven Killings Demon Palace, Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators are all Elders, with a higher status than True Disciples... who would still bitterly participate in the Inner Sect disciple examination...’

As he pondered, Fang Xing was again intercepted by two Outer Sect disciples.

Both were dressed in black robes, one pale to the point of transparency, looking quite ghastly.

The other had a blood-red mark on his forehead and shouted, "Black Dragon... today is your death day!"

He roared, swinging his saber to strike.

The shadow of the saber seemed unending, like a mass of flames, fiercely erupting.

’Mortal Realm Eighth Level cultivation, Fire Law at the Beginner level of comprehension, how dare he?’ Fang Xing mocked in his heart, extending his claws.

This claw was different from before, it seemed to harmonize with space, greatly enhancing its power.

"Not good... Brother Song, this Black Dragon has fought with us so much that it naturally entered the gateway of Dao Comprehension!"

The almost transparent-faced man exclaimed in shock, though a flicker of a different emotion flashed in his eyes.

Fang Xing extinguished the flames with a swipe of his claw, and the Myriad Heart Secret Technique caught a hidden thought:

[My killer move... Primordial Spirit Treasure, detonate!]

"Hmm?"

His mind shifted as he saw the saber in the hands of Brother Song with the blood mark on his forehead transform.

The black blade was covered with crimson flames.

The scattered saber light immediately consolidated, even more scorching and explosive...

"Primordial Spirit Treasure?!"

"A treasure forged by a Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator? It seems to also be imbued with some law power..."

Fang Xing pretended to be overwhelmed and retreated.

As he fled, his wings rippled like water in space, his movement technique suddenly soaring to incredible levels.

Then.

He circled around to the back of the blood-marked man and lashed out with his tail.

Thud!

Brother Song spat blood from his mouth and nose, crashing into a mountain.

"Void Dao... this foul creature, it has comprehended Void Dao to the Beginner level?"

Even the transparent-faced man was in disbelief, "The Void Dao is a superior Dao Rule, I heard Senior Sister Ning caught a pet with the Heavenly Toad bloodline, naturally suited for the ’Poison Dao’, but didn’t expect this Black Dragon to be even more impressive... Though its bloodline is mixed, its comprehension is astonishing!"

Comprehension!

This kind of talent is indescribable... even a random beggar might surpass a certain cultivator in comprehension.

But without reaching a certain level, it doesn’t matter, without resources, one would still starve to death!

"Demons are like wild beasts, living within Heaven and Earth, they find it easier to comprehend the laws?"

"Isn’t it said that the Human Clan is the leader of all beings, more adept at comprehending the laws?"

The transparent-faced man was shaken, his gaze toward Fang Xing and the Primordial Spirit Treasure saber tinged with greed.

Then, a transparent long sword, seemingly forged from ice, appeared in his hand, and streams of water emerged in the void, twisting and winding in all directions, enveloping the surrounding tens of miles: "Brother Song, I’ll help you!"

"Let’s go all out!"

Brother Song gripped his long saber, crimson lines of light flickered on the blade—it was the power of the Fire Law!

This wasn’t his own comprehension, but borrowed from the array patterns on the Primordial Spirit Treasure, directly stimulated!

’A single Primordial Spirit Treasure performing like this... reminds me of a Martial Saint Mecha...’

’Of course, besides the comprehension of the laws, Martial Saint Mechas also provide basic combat power... But this saber lacks that... it still falls short in power.’

’And that senior brother... It’s clear he wants to capture me as a pet, and covets Brother Song’s Primordial Spirit Treasure...’

Fang Xing’s form flashed, seemingly merging into the void, his speed alarming, narrowly dodging the crimson saber light.

Then, he flapped his wings, crashing into the streams of water that resembled a cage.

[First limit the battlefield, wait until they exhaust each other, then strike...]

A hidden thought surfaced.

"Heh, not playing with you anymore."

Fang Xing smashed through the streams, disappearing into the distant sky like a black meteor.

"This..."

Brother Song chased after, but witnessing this scene, he sighed, "What a pity, that Black Dragon is indeed mighty. If caught, it would make an excellent pet for Xiao Zhong..."

"Haha, Brother Song is truly a good elder brother... Are you alright? Here, I have a healing elixir."

The almost transparent-faced man approached concernedly, handing over a bottle of elixir.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Brother Song took it, but suddenly his palm felt like it was burning. He abruptly looked up, his gaze toward his senior brother filled with disbelief, "You..."

Woosh!

A flash of the sword directly pierced Brother Song’s throat.

Thud!

The jade bottle fell, transforming into a Jade Scorpion.

"Haha... junior brother, I’ll be taking this Primordial Spirit Treasure of yours."

The black-robed senior brother grinned viciously, "Don’t blame me..."

He moved his long sword, Brother Song’s head fell, lifeless, "Junior Brother Song... you were killed by the Black Dragon, senior brother will avenge you."

Just as the black-robed man stepped forward to retrieve the Primordial Spirit Treasure saber.

Suddenly!

A gale howled!

A black shadow flashed, a giant claw grabbed the saber. Then, with a flap of its wings, it drew a beautiful curve in the void, evading the sword light and disappearing without a trace.

"Black Dragon? Black Dragon! Aaaaah!!!"

The black-robed senior brother’s eyes bulged with rage, roaring towards the sky in fury.

...

"Making me take the fall, how can you not give something in return?"

"Primordial Spirit Treasure? I’ll take it back and study it..."

After leaving the battlefield, Fang Xing’s body instantly shrank. Clutching the black saber, he burrowed into the ground.

Within an earth cave.

The white ape’s ears twitched, immediately alert, grabbing the nearby iron rod.

Seeing Fang Xing enter, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Black Dragon... where did you pick up the treasure of a Heavenly Demon?"

"I stole it."

Fang Xing went to one side, lying on the ground, slowly infiltrating his spiritual power into the saber.

"Stuff from an extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon is not meant to be picked up carelessly... It’s easy for them to come looking for you, you... sigh... not listening to the old ape, you’ll suffer sooner or later." The old white ape shook his head, seeing that Fang Xing wasn’t responding, he could only lie down, depressed, pulling out a yellow gourd and gulping down the brew.

Life underground was incredibly boring; he had to find some entertainment.

On the other side, Fang Xing’s eyes brightened:

"Indeed, Primordial Spirit Treasures first of all have exceptional materials, I’ve never seen such, but to bear the power of the laws, it must be extraordinary..."

"This saber has two layers of secret patterns... The first layer is simple, only requiring the strength of Mortal Realm Seventh Level and the Beginner level of the Fire Law to activate, unleashing the power of the Fire Law... Unbreakable!"

"As for the second layer of secret patterns... that person had no way to stimulate them. At least requiring Mortal Realm Ninth Level cultivation, Proficient level of Fire Law comprehension... and perhaps even the Proficient level of the Second Stage..."

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