Blackstone City.
At the border between the inner and outer city areas.
Fang Xi strode down the middle of the street like a magnet for monsters.
Roar!
The nearby monsters converged on him as if they had spotted something delicious.
"Die!"
Fang Xi casually struck out with his palm.
Bang!
The spine of the cursed individual bent into a terrifying 'bow' shape, almost breaking in two, and flew out, falling to the ground motionless.
It's worth noting that this kind of cursed individual was so tough that even a Martial Disciple at the Third Transformation of Qi and Blood would find it difficult to defeat, with an incredibly sturdy body.
But in Fang Xi's hands, it was as fragile as wood!
Swish!
He grabbed a cursed individual's arm and with a gentle tear, the arm broke off at the root, blood gushing out.
"It feels almost like tearing apart a boiled chicken..."
Fang Xi frowned, avoiding the blood splatter.
Although he wasn't afraid of the poison of demonic curses, he still found it a bit dirty.
"If cursed individuals are like this under my hands, then ordinary people must be like paper."
He swept his right leg, kicking away a circle of cursed individuals nearby.
Next moment, a wooden figure rushed towards him, with countless insects seemingly wriggling beneath its skin.
Puff puff!
Just as it reached Fang Xi, the wooden figure's skin burst open, with countless plant roots emerging from its muscles and seven apertures, lashing out towards Fang Xi!
Among the myriad lashes, some were extremely sharp, aiming to penetrate Fang Xi's body.
Clang clang!
The sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out!
The root-like tendrils, as hard as diamond drills, pierced Fang Xi's skin, leaving only white spots that quickly dissipated.
"The defense of the Iron Armor Technique is indeed not bad!"
Fang Xi used his hand as a knife to cut off a few vines entwining him.
Then, a talisman appeared in his hand.
"Fire!"
A ball of spiritual fire appeared and landed on the wooden figure.
The wooden figure let out a miserable cry and turned into a pile of ashes.
"The power of immortal cultivation spells against demonic servants is also impressive!"
Fang Xi nodded, his expression changing.
With the assistance of the Heavenly Vision and Earth Listening Technique, his eyesight and hearing were greatly enhanced.
At this moment, he could sense that several wooden figures were surrounding him!
"Wasting talismans is shameful."
After testing his own strength, he was about to leave when suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a gray seed in the ashes of the wooden figure.
"It survived the burning of my spiritual fire as an immortal cultivator?"
Fang Xi was slightly surprised, sealing the seed in a jade bottle and adding a few layers of sealing spells.
Only then did he calmly display the Red Snake Leg Technique and leave, leaving behind several wooden figures roaring and chasing in vain...
Phew!
After shaking off the wooden figures, Fang Xi looked at a demonic tree and his expression gradually became solemn. "The minions of this demonic tree are increasing, their aura is getting stronger, it's probably about to advance... I must leave here before it advances!"
But to leave, he needed a breaking prohibition talisman. Fang Xi had inquired specifically in the market, and it was worth around thirty-five spirit stones!
In addition, he still owed a fellow daoist five spirit stones for a favor!
"I originally wanted to further hone my martial skills..."
"Now it seems that I should immediately search for true powerful martial arts, break through the Second Transformation of Body Refinement, and open up trade between the two realms..."
East City Gate.
Residence of the White Cloud Martial Hall.
"Senior Brother is back!"
Liu Taotao saw Fang Xi and immediately brightened up, stepping forward to bow.
"Mm!"
Fang Xi casually tossed a bag of food, immediately drawing everyone's attention.
In the current scarcity of resources, every time he went out, he returned with a full load, almost feeding half of the martial hall's residents.
In fact, if Mu Canglong knew that Fang Xi had also given nearly a thousand catties of food to Han Pangzi, he would be even more surprised.
"Senior Brother!"
Tang Xuan and the others quickly took the food bag, their faces showing joy at the heavy load.
Fang Xi scanned the area and even saw Hao Lan.
This unfortunate child's father, the master of the martial hall, died in the demonic calamity, and after the destruction of the Pan Shi Martial Hall, he ate free meals at the White Cloud Martial Hall for a while before shamelessly joining Mu Canglong's sect and becoming Fang Xi's junior martial brother.
As for Tang Xuan, he had been quite pleased recently, with a rosy complexion, indicating a pleasant time with Bai Xiaoniang.
After greeting everyone one by one, Fang Xi arrived at the smaller training ground and began practicing martial arts.
There were still some targets brought over from the White Cloud Martial Hall on the training ground.
Among them, one was particularly heavy, made of iron with a layer of hemp rope tied around it, which was Mu Canglong's exclusive wooden stake.
However, at this moment, it was being used by Fang Xi without any courtesy.
Bang bang bang!
His fists struck the iron stake, making a teeth-gritting sound.
Hao Lan watched this scene, swallowed his saliva, feeling fortunate that he had challenged Senior Brother before, truly not knowing his own limitations, but luckily he was lucky...
"Wait, this is..."
After watching for a while, he suddenly widened his eyes.
Under Fang Xi's attacks, the hemp rope entwining the iron stake broke, revealing the dark iron stake itself.
And at this moment, one after another fist and palm imprints appeared on the iron stake!
"Not enough, not enough!"
Suddenly, Fang Xi let out a long roar, his hand forming a blade.
Puff!
His palm, like a divine weapon, sent out a hand blade strike, directly chopping off a section of the iron stake as thick as an adult's thigh.
Clang!
The huge iron stake smashed into the wall, causing it to shake violently, sending down a lot of dust.
Many people saw this scene, their mouths gaping in shock.
"Fang Xi..."
Mu Canglong, who knows when he arrived at the edge of the training ground, looked at the broken iron stake, his expression excited. "Could it be... you have broken through the human body's limits and become a true powerful martial artist?"
"Just a little bit more!"
Fang Xi retracted his hand blade, feeling the changes in his body, feeling a bit regretful.
With the assistance of the Qi and Blood Pill, breaking through the human body's limits to achieve true power, seemed not far away.
With his current realm of marrow refinement through true strength, in a few months, at most a year, he could achieve true power, breaking the curse that prevented the advancement of the third-rate martial arts of the Great Liang region!
Unfortunately, this speed was still too slow.
"So... I still need a true powerful martial art."
Fang Xi's eyes flashed as he looked at Mu Canglong. "Master, has anything happened recently?"
"Nothing serious, I can handle it all."
After hesitating for a moment, Mu Canglong said, "But recently, a messenger from Yuanhe Mountain at the South City Gate came, requesting us to obey orders, saying that their garrison commander might have a way to get out..."
"A way to get out?"
Fang Xi suddenly became interested. "What exactly is it?"
"I don't know the specifics, but Yuanhe Mountain is asking us to follow their commands, including handing over food... in exchange, they can provide us with a few spots to leave." Mu Canglong's face looked conflicted.
Obviously, he thought the chances of this matter succeeding were slim, but he was reluctant to give up.
A drowning man will not let go of even a straw of hope.
"For now, our martial hall will not participate in this matter. Let's wait and see for a while." Fang Xi quickly made a decision.
And the decision he made within the White Cloud Martial Hall was not easy for Mu Canglong to overturn.
At this moment, he took the handkerchief handed to him by Baihe, wiped his hands, and casually said, "Also... I plan to go out for a while."
"Going out again?" Mu Piaomiao felt a bit sad. "Our food supply is enough for many days..."
"It's not about food... If enemies come to the martial hall, let them see this iron stake."
Fang Xi decided to go out, naturally targeting Yuanhe Mountain.
Whether it was the growth of the demonic tree or the pressure of owing five spirit stones, it forced him to quickly sell Great Liang goods in the Southern Wilderness Immortal Cultivation Realm to exchange for spirit stones.
And to do this, he needed at least the strength of the middle stage of Qi Refinement.
In the short term, Fang Xi felt that he couldn't break through the fourth level of the Long Spring Technique.
So, the only option left was to rapidly improve his martial arts.
Although his martial arts had made great progress, he was still a bit away from achieving true power.
"In the entire Blackstone City, perhaps only the secret martial arts of Yuanhe Mountain have reached the level of true power, which can definitely accelerate my progress."
Fang Xi's eyes were deep as he walked out of the White Cloud Martial Hall's residence, quickly disappearing into the desolate streets.
South City Gate.
"Commander... I have contacted all the martial hall masters. The Red Rock Martial Hall and the Three Flowers Martial Hall have agreed to our request. They will soon send a large amount of supplies, manpower, and martial arts to accompany the divine intent map!"
Qiao Wuchang reported respectfully.
Facing him was the increasingly profound and mysterious figure, Linghu Yang.
"I understand."
Linghu Yang nodded.
"Commander... I just... we promised them the opportunity to leave the city..."
He had some concerns about this matter.
Although as an insider, Qiao Wuchang was well aware that in the Demon Realm, no one could escape!
"Are you doubting me?"
Linghu Yang looked coldly at Qiao Wuchang.
"I dare not." Although he had long entered the realm of true power, Qiao Wuchang did not doubt that Linghu Yang could easily kill him. Upon hearing this, he immediately knelt on the ground. "Commander, please consider my dedication... and show me a way out!"
"There is a way out... naturally."
Linghu Yang closed his eyes. "I have already achieved true power... next, I will break through to the Grandmaster realm. As long as I achieve Grandmaster status, perhaps I can leave..."
"Grandmaster?" Qiao Wuchang widened his eyes.
This realm, perhaps only one legendary ancestor in the entire Yuanhe Mountain had reached.
Moreover...
Sure enough, the next moment, Linghu Yang said, "Unfortunately... the Yuanhe Five Thunder Hands in the sect only passed on the martial arts of the martial master level to me. I still have some doubts about how to achieve Grandmaster status..."
"It's no wonder you are the commander."
Qiao Wuchang's eyes lit up, then he said with a hint of cunning, "So, Commander, did you order the martial hall masters to hand over their martial arts to learn from each other?"
"Hehe... what's worth learning from third-rate martial arts?"
Linghu Yang shook his head. "I just want to give them a big gift, and then... let them achieve my Grandmaster status with their flesh and blood... I have a task for you. Starting today, capture people for me, capture those martial artists who are unwilling to submit, the more, the better!"
(End of this chapter)