Crash! Crash!
The sea roared with towering waves; the weather changed three tis in a single day.
A mont ago, the sky had been clear for thousands of miles. Suddenly, dark clouds blanketed the heavens and rain poured down in sheets.
Amid the violent storm, a flying vessel expanded its spiritual barrier. No matter how the wind and rain battered it, it remained towering and unmoved.
“That Moon-Worshipping Clam should be hiding beneath this stretch of reefs.”
Fang Qing pointed the direction once more and spoke with certainty.
Beside him, Qin Ruxue gazed at the young master with a face full of admiration.
The Tai Bai sea region was now exceedingly dangerous. Sea beasts road everywhere, among them not a few Second-Tier Mid-Grade and Top-Grade demonic beasts!
Worse luck might even an running straight into a Sea-Covering Turtle, ensuring not even bones would remain!
Qi Refining and Foundation Establishnt cultivators who left the island to hunt demons were gambling with their lives every single ti!
Yet when Fang Qing went out, it was effortless. As if he knew in advance, he bypassed several groups of sea beasts and headed straight for the Moon-Worshipping Clam!
His thods were simply unfathomable, awe-inspiring as gods and ghosts.
“The Moon-Worshipping Clam excels in Water-Transformation Escape and possesses astonishing defense. It can absorb the power of moonlight and transform it into flying arrows...in a mont I’ll draw its attention. You directly set up the grand formation, severing its connection with the lunar force and the seawater...then the two of us will join hands and kill it.”
Fang Qing calculated every detail without omission and had long prepared corresponding asures.
A Low-Grade Second-Tier formation was worth more than a spiritual artifact and could not be obtained for now.
However, Qin Ruxue herself was a Quasi–Second Tier Formation Master and had refined a Quasi–Second Tier formation set. Holding off a Low-Grade Second-Tier demonic beast for a short while posed no major problem.
“I have also refined a layer of ‘Guishui Yin Thunder’ transformation into the formation. This thunder most restrains water beasts...”
Qin Ruxue’s expression turned solemn, ready at any mont to mobilize the liquid true power within her Dantian Sea of Qi.
Although this liquid true power did not fully match the cultivation technique she practiced, with her Second-Tier body refinent she did not fear backlash injury.
“Good!”
Fang Qing stomped lightly. His figure instantly transford into a streak of light, arriving above the reef.
In his hand appeared a white talisman—it was precisely the Second-Tier Heavenly Frost Ice Blade Talisman!
Crash!
Extrely frigid spiritual power erupted. In an instant, the temperature plumted and the seawater froze.
Three enormous ice blades ford imdiately and stabbed beneath the reef.
Bang!
Countless reef fragnts mixed with profound ice exploded apart, revealing the Moon-Worshipping Clam’s body, larger than a millstone.
On its jade-white shell were only three faint marks. Low-Grade Second-Tier demonic qi burst forth instantly. Above the heavens, an inexplicable stellar force was drawn down, about to transform into flying arrows!
“Activate the formation!”
Qin Ruxue held the formation disk as one formation flag after another flew out.
A greenish glow erupted and rapidly connected into a unified expanse.
With her, a Quasi–Second Tier Formation Master, presiding over it, the formation could temporarily rival the might of a Low-Grade Second-Tier formation.
Puff! Puff!
Fang Qing’s figure flickered several tis, dodging most of the arrows.
The few that struck him were entirely blocked by the green light shield erupting from his Azure Spirit Inner Armor.
The residual recoil force felt like a gentle breeze brushing his face, given his Second-Tier body refinent.
“I’ve just entered Foundation Establishnt. My Foundation Establishnt-level thods are still too few.”
Fang Qing sighed inwardly. A drop of liquid true power dissolved, and a terrifying surge of power far surpassing Qi
Refining cultivators roared forth.
In his hand, it ford into a water arrow that slamd down onto the clam’s shell, leaving only a shallow dent.
He landed, Great Vajra Divine Strength erupting as he kicked fiercely with his right foot.
Bang!
The Moon-Worshipping Clam was sent flying high into the air, falling directly into the formation Qin Ruxue had just set up.
Once its connection with the outside world was severed, the Moon-Worshipping Clam was like a tiger with its fangs pulled out.
Realizing it faced a life-or-death crisis, it frantically ramd against the formation’s light barrier, forcing it into dangerous arcs.
“Guishui Yin Thunder!”
Qin Ruxue ford hand seals, sending streams of incantations into the formation disk.
Crack!
Water thunders ford out of thin air within the formation and struck the surface of the clam’s shell.
Compared to Fang Qing’s earlier attacks, each strike of Guishui Yin Thunder not only shattered large swathes of demonic qi but also left deep marks on the shell’s surface.
“Together!”
Fang Qing strolled calmly into the formation, a faint smile on his face.
Boom! Boom!
After another round of bombardnt, the Moon-Worshipping Clam suddenly opened its shell.
A luminous pearl shot out from within, like a bright moon. Carrying imnse force, it slamd against the formation.
Qin Ruxue’s face turned pale. A crack appeared on the formation disk.
Had she not possessed Foundation Establishnt true power and physique, that strike would have blasted a massive hole through the formation, exposing a fatal flaw.
“This is...desperation?”
Fang Qing burst into laughter and pressed a hand upon his Azure Spirit Inner Armor.
Erald brilliance flared. His hands turned bronze as he spread them wide and seized the pearl in his grasp. “Now—strike!”
As he laughed, within his Sea of Consciousness, the three-headed, eight-ard Horse-Headed Vajra roared.
The divine sense attack of the Demon-Subduing Vajra Pestle had already blasted into the Moon-Worshipping Clam’s Sea of Consciousness, preventing it from closing its shell.
Seeing this, Qin Ruxue imdiately dissolved all the liquid true power in her Dantian, pouring vast true power into the formation disk.
Boom!
Another wave of Guishui Yin Thunder descended, striking entirely upon the clam’s tender flesh.
“Our king will avenge !”
The Moon-Worshipping Clam’s divine sense roared unwillingly before collapsing with a thunderous crash.
“Yes, its aura has dissipated. It’s truly dead.”
Fang Qing descended, looking at the pearl in his hand, slightly larger than his fist.
A smile appeared on his face. “This Second-Tier spirit pearl will serve perfectly for refining a spiritual artifact...”
Though he knew nothing about artifact refinent, the sect had a Second-Tier Artifact-Refining Grandmaster stationed on Little White Island.
“This shell is of excellent quality. It can likewise be refined into a shield-type spiritual artifact...”
Qin Ruxue used body refinent techniques to pry open the shell by force, skillfully cutting apart demonic beast materials. “It’s just a pity...this clam did not condense a demon core.”
“Kill a few more and we’ll encounter one eventually.”
Fang Qing comforted her, then frowned. “Leave quickly, or we won’t be able to.”
Qin Ruxue trusted Fang Qing completely. Monts later, a flying vessel departed in an instant...
Little White Island.
“Take this shell as mission proof. You can also refine it into a defensive spiritual artifact...”
Fang Qing treated his own people well, handing the clam shell to Qin Ruxue.
As for himself, he kept the Second-Tier pearl and the clam flesh.
The pearl would naturally be given, together with the Sea-Transforming Pearl, to the sect’s artifact refiners.
The flesh he kept to attempt refining the Water-Origin Pill.
“Thank you, Young Master.”
Qin Ruxue’s gaze toward Fang Qing was gentle, almost dripping with water.
“With a spiritual artifact to protect you, next ti we can attempt hunting a Second-Tier Mid-Grade demonic beast...such beasts yield higher rit and better loot probabilities.”
Fang Qing waved her off and returned to his cave dwelling, first to rest, then to study the Water-Origin Pill formula.
Several days later.
Beside the spiritual spring.
Though it was private work, Fang Qing made no courtesy of it and still called Hua Lingsu and Five Dragons Child to assist.
“Condense!”
Forming hand seals, Fang Qing gathered various spiritual herbs and blood-essence within the Spirit Pool into a single mass, beginning pill condensation.
At the bottom of the pool, three pristine white pills could faintly be seen. Two bore exquisite pill patterns upon their surfaces, while the third had incomplete patterns, only half ford.
“Three pills ford—two standard grade, one inferior grade...”
“Martial Uncle’s first refinent of Water-Origin Pill achieving such results is truly astonishing.”
Hua Lingsu congratulated him repeatedly.
As a Water-thod Pill Refinent cultivator, she naturally knew that once the pill took shape, the subsequent water-thod nurturing was almost certain. Unlike Fire-thod Pill Refinent, there would be no last-step mishap during pill collection.
“Hmph, you don’t understand...”
Five Dragons Child, as a Quasi–Second Tier Pill Master, was even more shaken. “If Martial Uncle had used a Second-Tier demon core as the main ingredient, this batch of Water-Origin Pill might directly achieve Mid-Grade Second-Tier...such pill-refining skill surpasses mine by far, even if I reach Foundation Establishnt...”
If he had still harbored so resentnt before, seeing such a vast gap now left him too despairing even to feel anger.
Fang Qing, however, was not entirely satisfied.
One inferior pill? Using water-thod nurturing, it would take at least a year to reduce pill toxicity to standard level. Who had that leisure? Forget it—just collect the pill.
Though inferior, it could still enhance the true power of an early-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator. Many would covet it fiercely. Fang Qing would not consu it himself, but he could sell it for a high price and recover the spirit stones spent on artifact refinent.
After dismissing the two Qi Refining disciples, he returned to his cave dwelling, preparing to test the newly refined Water-Origin Pill.
Inside the cave dwelling.
Seated cross-legged upon a ditation cushion, Fang Qing took out one standard-grade Water-Origin Pill.
The pristine white pill resembled a bright moon. Once swallowed, streams of pure true power imdiately surged into his Dantian.
Crash!
He circulated Azure Sea Art again and again, continuously refining the pure spiritual power.
After an unknown length of ti, within Fang Qing’s Dantian, another drop of profound azure liquid true power appeared.
Round and full, bearing the luster of water.
“Good. One Water-Origin Pill allows to condense one drop of liquid true power? Wouldn’t that an that with ninety-six more, I could reach peak Foundation Establishnt?”
Fang Qing opened his eyes, brilliance shining within them, then chuckled.
“The calculation doesn’t work like that. I’ve already cultivated for a year, and this was my first ti taking Water-Origin Pill—its effect was at its peak. After mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, Low-Grade Second-Tier Water-Origin Pills will inevitably diminish in effect. Mid-Grade ones will be required instead...”
“Moreover, taking too much of the sa pill creates resistance, making it less effective over ti. Although the Dao-Birth Pearl helps, it only purifies true power, not the body. And even that purification does not compress it. My Foundation Establishnt was already sowhat unstable—future bottlenecks will likely be the sa.”
Even so, cultivating through pill consumption undoubtedly accelerated his liquid true power condensation trendously!
“The Qi Refining path’s accumulation of true power is indeed this simple—much easier than the Qi Ingestion path. Even if breakthroughs are difficult, one can just take breakthrough pills.”
In high spirits, Fang Qing exited seclusion, intending to check on the refinent of his spiritual artifacts.
At that mont, above Little White Island, multicolored spiritual lights suddenly flashed.
“This is bad! Flying demonic beasts are attacking the island!”
“Quick! A supply ship is under attack...”
“Wuwu...Master, you died so miserably...”
The entire Little White Island erupted into chaos.
Seeing this, Fang Qing rely sighed. Others hunting demonic beasts did not have it as easy as he did.
Though this place was rich in resources and abundant in breakthrough opportunities, danger ca swiftly as well.
Even so, it continued to attract loose cultivators in an endless stream.
“Well then. If one day my divination shows great misfortune, I’ll just run. No big problem.”
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