Chapter 912
The Imperial Seal Blocks Fire Worship, Fang Yi Gathers Blood Offerings
Chapter 912 The Imperial Seal Blocks Fire Worship, Fang Yi Gathers Blood Offerings
"When Huitong Mall opens its doors to do business, it's always good to make money through harmony..."
Yu Xi stepped out of the Jade Palace and, with a few leaps, landed at the Crimson Light Pavilion, which was surrounded by clouds and mist in the western city.
With a flick of his sleeve, he tossed out twelve cloud-patterned coins.
The square coin rotated continuously, and wisps of money-grubbing energy turned into mist, falling down upon the Crimson Light Pavilion.
"who!"
The rising crimson light was interrupted, and the old cultivator, whose face was weathered, frowned slightly, his eyes sharp like those of a hawk hunting its prey.
"Corrupted land, stinking copper, and dazzling light!"
Which fellow Daoist from the Four Seas Merchant Alliance is joking with me?
The hoarse voice sounded like the cry of an old eagle. Luo Yuzhou's face was cold as he scanned the bronze-colored mist inch by inch with his divine sense.
"Imperial Seal?"
Gazing at the tall, upright young man amidst the metallic mist, there was only one person in the Huitong Mall with that wisp of azure bird perched on clouds.
"Imperial Seal, the Four Seas Merchant Alliance and my sect have kept to themselves, why make things difficult for me?"
"Make way, and I'll pretend this never happened!"
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The western district of the ancient city is frequented by many cultivators, including many Core Formation Realm experts.
The Crimson Light Pavilion was completely silent. Under the influence of the magical restrictions, the passing cultivators were unaware that the two Grand Masters were facing off.
Yu Xi's expression hardened slightly. If it weren't for the fact that the source of wealth in the Ten Thousand Mountains was related to several stubborn and unyielding old cultivators in the alliance, he would never have confronted Luo Yuzhou.
Of the many religions in the Great Yu Dynasty, the Zoroastrianism was the most peculiar.
In the eccentric Zoroastrian sect, Luo Yuzhou was the most eccentric member.
He spared no expense for the Zoroastrianism, even jeopardizing his own spiritual path.
If he hadn't worked so hard, damaging his foundation, Luo Yuzhou would have already reached the ninth level of Core Formation and become a top-tier Great True Person. Why would he have wasted his life like this?
"Imperial Seal, I've given you some face, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
"boom!"
The surging magical power flowed like a great river, and crimson light soared into the sky.
Despite being the old stronghold of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance, Huitong Ancient City did not inspire any fear in Luo Yuzhou.
"Edict!"
With a tap of the storage bag, crimson and black light surged out like a waterfall, transforming into a precious hook.
The hook, forged from black iron, burns with ghostly flames. Its blade is covered with serrated barbs and hidden patterns, surrounded by crimson and black flames. The hook tip is sharp and exudes a soul-stirring Daoist charm.
"Netherflame Hook, go!"
"This madman is nothing like a cultivator; he doesn't care about the path to immortality at all, and he has no fear whatsoever."
Yu Xi wore a star-studded crown, his face solemn. As his robes fluttered in the wind, his fingertips formed hand seals that fell to the ground.
"Imperial Decree: Corrupt land, stench of copper, and glittering light!"
The twelve cloud-patterned copper coins instantly merged into one, transforming into a precious coin that is square on the inside and round on the outside, symbolizing the ancient Chinese concept of a round heaven and a square earth.
"brush!"
The mysterious light swept down repeatedly, and gray copper coin patterns appeared on the ghostly flame hook, corroding the hook body.
"A top-grade magic treasure, the Cloud Pattern Coin?"
Luo Yuzhou's aura surged like a volcano about to erupt, under the incredulous gaze of the Jade Seal.
He clenched his withered fingers into a hammer shape and struck down on his chest. Crimson-gold dantian mixed with essence blood surged out and merged with the Netherflame Hook.
"madman!
"It was just a tentative exchange, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?!"
Yu Xi's lips twitched slightly, and a feeling of inexplicable grievance rose in his heart.
How can a great master fight like this, risking his life from the very first move!
In a short while.
The crimson-black treasure hook shone brightly, and the marks that had been eroded on the hook body were completely washed away by the Great True Man's natal elixir.
"Clang!"
The cloud-patterned coin was severed by the Netherflame Hook, leaving a white mark on the bronze body, its precious light dimming.
Luo Yuzhou's hair and beard stood on end, and another wrinkle appeared at his temples, making him look even older.
He cackled and laughed maniacally, his face twisted and ferocious, like a demon.
"You want to stop me from assassinating Fang Yi?"
The Imperial Seal summons you, Senior Brother Yuzhao, here.
Not qualified!
"madman!"
Yu Xi's face was gloomy. Seeing is believing, and he had truly come to understand the extent of Luo Yuzhou's reputation as a mad dog.
He only blocked the way for a moment. Given the revered status of the Great Master in the sect, why would this mad dog burn his life essence and activate his life core to fight for his life?
"Taking the blame for that Qingyangzi Fang Yi"
But having already invested so much capital, giving up halfway would be a huge loss.
"Throughout my spiritual practice, I have never made a losing deal!"
The jade seal exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a wind spirit pearl rose from its sleeve, merging into the fluttering robe.
"Chirp, chirp, chattering away"
A cacophony of chirping rose and fell as fist-sized bluebirds flew out from the robes.
As the birds flapped their wings, they exhaled and exhaled wind spiritual energy, and strands of azure precious light fell from between their wings, transforming into the rudimentary form of a swamp-like dojo.
"Imperial Decree: Qiyun Marsh!"
"Buzz!" The cloud-patterned coin spun, once again emitting a foul, coppery light that merged into the viscous blue swamp.
The two superior magical treasures, when combined, increased in power, and the twisting and absorbing force bound the hooks, which gleamed with cold light and ghostly flames, to the Qiyun Swamp.
"Pfft!"
Luo Yuzhou waved his hand and unleashed a fiery lotus, which was immediately extinguished by the successive waves of azure light.
"High-grade robe?
Furthermore, it had been meticulously refined by a master craftsman, and its energy was connected to that of the golden-patterned coin.
Ah, it's already quite difficult for an ordinary Great Master to have a top-grade magic weapon by his side.
"As expected of the Four Seas Merchant Alliance, which connects all corners of the world, Yu Xi's wealth is indeed substantial."
As a Great True Person at the eighth level of Core Formation, his cultivation was even higher than that of the Jade Seal, but under the blessing of the superior magic treasure, the Azure Bird Perching on Clouds Robe, he was entangled and unable to break free.
Under the watchful gaze of the imperial seal, Luo Yuzhou gave a strange smile.
"Hey, Fang Yikui of Xuanyang Mountain is exceptionally talented. He killed the Tiger Hill Demon King with only the fifth level of Core Formation cultivation. He is expected to reach the peak of Core Formation in the future."
Even a lion needs to exert its full strength to hunt a rabbit, let alone a small dragon.
"Does Fellow Daoist Yu Xi really think that this trip will only involve the three Great True Men, Mi Ku and Gao Shanfu?"
Fellow Daoist, do not underestimate the Holy Cult of Fire Worship!
"not good!
This old monster has another plan in store!
Yu Xi's expression changed, and the communication jade talisman in his sleeve shot out, only to be burned away by a beam of red light.
Luo Yuzhou's face was cold, and there was not a trace of madness in his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist, please stay here and keep me company."
Three thousand miles away from Huitong Ancient City, the wind and clouds changed color, and two figures blocked the way for the Diluan Tower.
"I have waited so long, and finally, Fang Yi, you have left Huitong Mall."
The aura of the Great Immortal within the clouds was like the breath of a venomous snake, coiling around the Earth Phoenix Ship, causing it to sway and the magical restrictions to creak, preventing it from advancing.
Gao Shanfu, thin as a bamboo pole, wore a patchwork robe and held a porcelain bowl with a chipped corner.
"Fang Yi, spare my life!"
As he shouted, gray-white mist poured out of the broken porcelain bowl, spreading for hundreds of miles and evolving into the Seven Dusts Dharma Domain.
"not good!"
On the deck, Qin Yu and Li Heng's expressions changed simultaneously, and they each activated their magic power to summon defensive treasures.
The green lotus flags fluttered in the clear water, and the green lotus blossoms hung down, creating a scene of endless green lotus leaves reaching to the sky.
"Pfft!"
The gray-white mist spread within the Seven Dusts Dharma Domain, completely obliterating the Azure Lotus Dharma Domain without Gao Shanfu's intervention.
"Senior Brother, I'm here to help you!"
Li Heng's expression was solemn. He flicked his sleeves but did not unleash the Vast Ocean Pearl to attack the Dharma Domain.
Instead, the Overturning Heaven and Sea Banner unfolds, its tattered flag riddled with holes drawing in the waters from all directions, transforming them into a spring of spiritual energy that nourishes the Azure Lotus Banner.
Two flags, one green and one blue, shone brightly against each other, and lotus flowers bloomed. The water shimmered, and the Earth Phoenix Pavilion was barely supported in the Seven Dusts Dharma Domain.
"With such pure foundations and profound magical power, Fang Yi's two disciples are actually Golden Core cultivators?"
A wisp of brown smoke rose, transforming into auspicious clouds that lifted up an old man with a towering head.
"Fellow Daoist Gao is still in such a hurry." Grandmaster Mi Ku's eyes licked at Qin Yu and Li Heng, his greed reaching its peak.
"These two Golden Core cultivators are mine, and this handsome young man can fetch a good price if sold to the Joyful True Monarch lineage of the Su Nu Sect."
"You old cultivator are still so greedy. As you say, I'll take thirty percent of the profits from selling the cauldrons."
Gao Shanfu looked at the Earth Phoenix Tower and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Brother Luo Yuzhou is too cautious."
How can a cultivator at the fifth level of Core Formation, who cleverly killed Huqiu, be on equal footing with us Great True Immortals?
Even if a Grandmaster's combat strength is insufficient, the combined strength of you and me is enough to take Fang Yi's life.
He lightly tapped the broken bowl-shaped magical artifact in his hand with his index finger, and gray mist gushed out, activating the Seven Dust Domain.
"Whoosh!"
The gray mist transformed into giant waves, crashing down one after another.
"Oh!"
With a single strike, the Seven Dust Domain shattered the Azure Lotus Domain with overwhelming force.
The Azure Lotus Banner fell into the hands of Qin Yu, whose face was grim. Li Heng's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood due to the backlash of his magic power.
A glint flashed in Mi Ku's eyes, and his aura locked onto Li Heng and Qin Yu. He then took a yellowish-brown cloth bag from his waist.
"Fellow Daoists, come with me on this journey to enjoy boundless bliss."
The pale gold knot at the mouth of the earthen-yellow cloth bag was untied, and the bag opened wide, releasing a tremendous suction force upon Qin Yu and Li Heng.
"Not good!" Li Heng's face turned pale. He tried his best to activate his magic power, but he couldn't move. His figure kept getting closer and closer to the magic bag.
"Hehe, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes like a clear moon and green pine, enough for two top-grade cauldrons." Mi Ku's lips curled up, and the greed in his eyes materialized.
"Including these two Golden Elixir Cauldrons, the spiritual items I've accumulated are enough to exchange for a high-grade magic weapon in the Fire Worship Sect."
"Shut up!" A reprimand rang out, and Li Heng's face lit up with joy.
"Master!"
A verdant branch flew out from the ship, its delicate leaves shimmering with light, swaying and whipping down in the wind.
"Snapped!"
The yellow sandbag was knocked away, and the enormous suction force was broken by the Bodhi branch.
"Just the two of you?"
The Flying Cloud Pavilion opened, and a cultivator wearing a jade crown and draped in a Qingyun magic treasure stretched and walked out leisurely.
Fang Yi waved his hand to recall the Blood Bodhi Branch. The repaired superior magic weapon was thoroughly refined by the power of the withering and flourishing magic.
Amidst the lush greenery and vibrant life, there is a hint of withered yellow Daoist charm.
"Mi Ku, a seventh-level Core Formation cultivator, is skilled in the Way of Harmony and has deep connections with the Joyful Lineage of the Plain Maiden Sect."
Gao Shanfu was at the peak of the seventh level of Core Formation, but due to a flaw in his cultivation method, he was stuck at a bottleneck and had not made any progress in the past sixty years.
The news he received from Wei Jingze, the Three Apertures Master, flowed through his mind.
Fang Yi nodded slightly and praised in a low voice.
"There are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. Among the three True Men, the True Men of the Eye Aperture is indeed very knowledgeable."
The two great masters' vital energy was flawless.
"Junior Brother Heng!"
On the deck of the ship, Qin Yu landed, his figure swaying slightly before he finally regained his footing.
The bronze cauldron, the size of a fist, slipped from his sleeve, releasing wisps of medicinal fragrance that transformed into a five-colored lotus.
"Five Lotuses Nourish Qi!"
"Senior brother, I'm fine." Li Heng shook his head slightly, and his pale face regained its rosy color amidst the five-colored lotus light.
"The Overturning the Sea and Turning the Sky Flag bestowed by Master is essentially a high-grade magic treasure. After being refined with two Spirit Tide Pearls, it evolved into four treasure restrictions."
"My foundation is ultimately lacking, and I'm finding it somewhat difficult to handle a mid-grade magic weapon."
Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at the figure in the sky, which was as unfathomable as a plum blossom in the snow or a pine tree on a cliff.
"Even my master would struggle to cope with two late-stage Core Formation Grandmasters working together."
Since Junior Brother Heng is unharmed, let's join forces and see if we can cause some disruption and alleviate the pressure on Master.
"Just the two of us?"
"How dare this mere fifth-level Core Formation cultivator be so arrogant!"
Mi Ku laughed in extreme anger, his greedy gaze sweeping over the blood-red Bodhi branch. His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
"A superior-grade wood-type magic treasure, but not a natal treasure, can be destroyed with a single thought."
"Your sect leader is indeed very wealthy."
With a flick of his fingers, strands of brown magical power flowed into the yellow sandbag.
"Splash!"
In an instant, the bag opened wide, and a torrent of yellow sand surged forth, transforming into a giant python that lunged at Fang Yi.
Is that all?
Fang Yi muttered to himself, looking at the yellow sandbag of the Six Paths Treasure Restriction with some surprise.
"Indeed, this is the proper way for a cultivator to behave."
Having cultivated in that wicked place called Dayun for so long, I've almost forgotten what a normal late-stage Core Formation cultivator is like.
Fang Yi chuckled lightly, the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch tore through the Seven Dusts Dharma Domain, lotus light flowed beneath his feet, and his figure vanished in an instant.
"Don't think about it!"
Gao Shanfu raised the broken porcelain bowl in his hand, and round after round of gray-white magic lights lit up.
The seven-wheeled precious light enveloped the broken bowl and pressed down on Fang Yi.
A fierce tiger roared, and a tiger-shaped puppet, three zhang long with black and white fur and a long, whip-like tail, leaped out.
"Roar!"
The tiger claws unleashed the power of withering and flourishing, a surge of cold energy, which transformed into afterimages as they slammed down.
"Oh!"
A dull thud resounded as the Tiger Hill Claws, forged into the tough iron, were further enhanced by the secret techniques of the Ghost Axe.
The azure chill froze the broken bowl, which was enveloped in seven layers of precious light.
"How can this puppet be so powerful?!"
Gao Shanfu's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water. He made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the gray-white light shone like a polishing wheel, grinding away the solid ice.
The broken porcelain bowl landed in his hand again, surrounded by seven kinds of dust and mysterious smoke.
He had indeed fought against puppeteers before.
The cultivation civilization of the Great Yu Dynasty is flourishing, ranking among the top in the entire Qiongzhou, and naturally, it has no shortage of third-tier puppeteers.
However, his previous encounters with the Puppet Master were not as challenging.
"Roar!"
Tiger Hill did not give Gao Shanfu time to think things through carefully.
The tiger with piercing eyes and a white forehead roared to the sky, and a magical seal that was neither round nor flat appeared between its brows.
The withered and flourishing pearl rotates in its head, a chill surges, snow falls, and the desolate winter scene of everything freezing is evolved.
The energy of Tiger Hill has reached a new level, and when it clashed with Gao Shanfu, it was able to gain a slight advantage.
"Oops!
How could this impoverished man from Dayunlai manage to multitask, fighting Mi Ku while simultaneously possessing such spiritual power and magical abilities?
A gray light emanated from his patchwork robe, blocking out the cold glint, and the broken bowl in Gao Shanfu's hand fell upside down.
"Oh!"
The Seven Dusts and Misty Smoke swept down a chilling aura, only to be torn apart by the black-edged tiger claws.
"Why hasn't Luo Yuzhou arrived yet!"
Gao Shanfu felt a sense of retreat, but when he thought of the red-haired old corpse that was relentlessly pursuing him, he was startled.
A drop of essence blood landed on the red-haired old corpse. Without the protection of the Fire Worship Sect, he would no longer be able to cultivate in this vast icy plain.
"eccentric.
Gao Shanfu was merely a rogue practitioner, and his connection with the Zoroastrianism was purely based on mutual benefit.
There isn't a single Zoroastrian master left on the battlefield, so why fight so desperately instead of fleeing?
Fang Yi's consciousness flowed, multitasking as he managed to keep Gao Shanfu occupied at Tiger Hill.
With a flick of his long, slender fingers, the Bodhi branch lashed down, causing the precious light on the yellow sandbag to dim even further.
"A mid-grade earth-attribute natal magic weapon, refined with three different types of spiritual sand."
"Polish it more carefully, then it will be good for Seven Precepts to refine into the Earth Gourd."
He had already received Wei Jingze's telepathic message. With the jade seal blocking Luo Yuzhou, he had ample time to deal with the two Grandmasters at the seventh level of Core Formation.
"Snapped!"
As the emerald whip fell, another corner of the Chishan Treasure Map, a defensive magic treasure in front of Mi Ku, was torn off.
He felt bitter and his heart was burning with anguish.
"How can someone at the fifth level of Core Formation be so powerful!"
His gaze swept across the scene, where Tiger Hill leaped through the clouds, its agile form stirring up a cold wave.
"The Seal of the Mechanism?"
We can't delay any longer; if we do, we'll lose our lives.
"As long as the green hills remain, there's no worry about running out of firewood." Xuan Yang Mountain and the Fire Worship Cult are mortal enemies; the more outstanding Fang Yi's performance, the more tragic his subsequent death.
Having cultivated for four hundred years, Mi Ku naturally knew the terrifying power of the Zoroastrian Church, even if a Nascent Soul True Monarch did not intervene.
Among the great masters of the sect are also proud and heroic figures who have established their dominance in all directions.
"Imperial Decree: Blood Fiend Great Escape!"
His fingertips moved with lightning speed, creating afterimages, and in an instant, a scarlet blood light appeared beneath his feet.
"Buzz!"
Mi Ku swayed slightly, suppressing his heartache as he detonated the Red Mountain Treasure Map.
"boom!"
The treasure map expanded tenfold in an instant, blotting out the sky and pressing down on Chao Fangyi.
"Whoosh!"
With a flash of crimson light, Mi Ku's figure vanished, reappearing a thousand feet away.
Looking behind him, he saw the Blood-Red Bodhi Branch tearing apart the Crimson Mountain Treasure Map as it swayed.
A verdant banner rose, and a giant green wooden handprint slammed down on Gao Shanfu, whose face was grim.
"Finally escaped"
"I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Gao. My fellow Daoist brothers from the Fire Worship Sect and I will avenge you later."
The crimson light paused slightly, Mi Ku's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed a pill the size of a longan, restoring a rosy glow to his pale face.
As he felt his depleted essence slowly recover, he hummed a little tune, stopped burning his magic power, and urged his escape light to continue his escape.
"As cultivators, when encountering danger, we don't need to maximize our speed; we only need to be faster than other cultivators on the same path."
This Fang Yi is incredibly fierce and powerful. After a fellow Daoist Gao fell, the Fire Worship Sect will offer a higher price to appease me.
"In this way, without the two cauldrons of Qin Yu and Li Heng, the yellow sandbag can be refined to a superior grade."
"puff!"
A sharp pain suddenly shot through Mi Ku's chest, causing her to tremble as she struggled to turn her head.
Yuan Hai was clad in bone armor, with horns pointing skyward, surrounded by a gray mist.
When and when?
"With such a wicked puppet, why doesn't it make a move?"
Mi Ku's lips twitched, blood flowed from his seven orifices, the precious elixir in his dantian was pulled out, and his life force rapidly dissipated.
His eyes were filled with resentment.
"Fellow Daoist Mi Ku, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Fang Yi's elegant voice came from Yuan Hai's mouth, and his five fingers, covered in bone armor and shaped like hooks, removed the yellow sandbag from Mi Ku's waist where the treasure had been broken.
"It took a lot of effort to obtain this earth-elemental magic weapon."
"Next is..."
"Splash!"
A hazy, golden light swirled around him, and Fang Yi's blue robes fluttered in the wind as he no longer concealed his magical power.
"Next up is Fellow Daoist Gao."
I'm going to make up for oversleeping by writing this 5,000-word post.
The next chapter has 7000 words.
(End of this chapter)