The Five Eccentrics of the Northern Poison, Lu Yuanjun

A white rainbow streaked across the mountains, the light gradually dissipating as its speed decreased, revealing Fang Wang's figure. ☢🐠 69Ŝ𝓗ⓤˣ.ⓒσⓜ 🎉🏆

He no longer used the White Rainbow Escape Technique while riding on his flying sword, but instead used the Sword Control Technique to fly. He breathed a sigh of relief under the mask.

He seemed to have killed Li Honggang in one move, but in reality, it consumed half of his spiritual power. Therefore, he dared not use the White Rainbow Escape Technique continuously, lest he be attacked later.

"The Xuan Yang Nerve is indeed powerful enough to allow me, a fourth-level Spirit Shaping Realm cultivator, to instantly kill a third-level Spirit Core Realm cultivator who was going all out using only half of my spiritual power."

Fang Wang silently thought that he was already well-rounded enough. If he had to point out a flaw, it would be the lack of unorthodox techniques and sealing techniques specifically for souls.

As he rode his sword forward, he silently reflected on his journey. The breeze rustled his white robes, and his figure exuded the spirit of a sword cultivator.

Since entering the Taiyuan Sect, Fang Wang has never truly exerted his full strength. He has never used his natal spirit treasure, and he has kept the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique as his trump card.

After this battle, Fang Wang was certain that his strength was far above the third level of the Spirit Core Realm, but he was still unsure of his limits.

The spiritual power of the Spirit Pill Realm is indeed higher than that of the Spirit Shaping Realm. Even though Fang Wang was using Xuan Yang spiritual power, he was still shocked for a moment by Li Honggang's Spirit Pill Realm spiritual power. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask at the time.

He charged in with his sword, swung it once, and then leaped away...

Fang Wang silently gave himself a perfect score for his performance. He felt that he had perfectly captured the image of a master and would definitely become a sensation within the Taiyuan Sect.

Keep moving forward.

The world gradually grew quiet and desolate.

Fang Wang seemed to sense something and looked up. He saw that the mountains in front of him were densely forested, with steep peaks standing like thorns in the ground, which was both magnificent and tragic.

On the summit of each of the five peaks stood a figure. These five people wore the robes of Qingchan Valley, their bodies crawling with poisonous insects, and surrounded by poisonous mist, making them terrifying.

Green Cicada Valley!

Fang Wang slowed down and gripped the hilt of the Qingjun Sword at his waist with his right hand.

"White-clad beauty, you killed my Qingchan Valley disciples! Do you know your crime?"

A cold female voice rang out, echoing among the peaks, like the Grim Reaper announcing the death of mortals.

Fang Wang snorted, "Qingchan Valley slaughtered my Taiyuan Sect disciples, do you know your crime?"

The aura emanating from these five people made him feel dangerous, but he was not afraid. He was just about to test how powerful his Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique really was!

Seeing Fang Wang's unyielding attitude, the five cultivators from Qingchan Valley took to the air and continued to approach him. The poisonous mist surrounding the five people spread continuously, causing the trees below to wither rapidly, which was extremely terrifying.

The Spirit Elixir Realm!

Fang Wang instantly judged the cultivation levels of the five people on the other side. Qingchan Valley was competing with other sects for the inheritance of Jihao Sect, yet they still managed to send five people to intercept and kill him. They truly deserved to be one of the nine major sects.

"You all want to harm my Taiyuan Sect disciples? Are you courting death?"

A cold shout suddenly came, and then Fang Wang felt an extremely powerful aura sweeping in from the horizon. He turned his head and saw a bolt of lightning shooting towards him, with a figure standing on top of it.

It was a handsome man dressed in the robes of a Taiyuan Sect disciple, wearing a purple crown, with two strands of long hair falling beside his cheeks. He had handsome features, sharp eyebrows, and bright, piercing eyes. He wore a sword on each side of his waist, and a golden ring floated behind him, emitting a faint golden light.

"Lu Yuanjun!"

A female demon cultivator from Qingchan Valley spat out the name of the person through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this name, Fang Wang narrowed his eyes behind the mask.

Lu Yuanjun, riding on lightning, sped over and stopped in front of Fang Wang, facing the five demonic cultivators at the Spirit Core Realm alone. His right hand rested on his sword sheath, and he slightly raised his chin, looking down at the five of them with disdain, and said, "The Great Qi cultivation world is about to undergo a major upheaval. I don't want to kill you, lest it affect the cooperation between the two sects. Get lost!"

Upon hearing this, the five demonic cultivators immediately stopped, looked at each other, and exchanged glances.

Fang Wang watched Lu Yuanjun's back and secretly pondered the other's aura.

Very strong!

He is clearly not in the same league as the previous five demonic cultivators!

Li Honggang is no match for him!

Why did Lu Yuanjun come here?

Fang Wang's eyes flickered, and many guesses flashed through his mind.

"We didn't expect the Taiyuan Sect to send you. Fine, we'll give you, Lu Yuanjun, face then. But if we encounter him again, we won't let it go so easily!"

An old man from Qingchan Valley snorted coldly, then turned and left. The other four glared at Fang Wang fiercely before following the old man away.

They left very quickly, disappearing in less than three breaths.

Lu Yuanjun turned to look at Fang Wang, his face beaming with a warm and sunny smile. He laughed and said, "Junior Brother Fang, you are truly capable. To kill someone at the Spirit Core Realm while only at the Spirit Shaping Realm, no disciple of the Taiyuan Sect has ever been as powerful as you since the beginning of time."

Upon hearing Lu Yuanjun reveal his surname, Fang Wang realized that Guang Qiuxian had sent him.

The news that Fang Wang had inherited the Thirty-Six Swords of Astounding Swan had not spread. Although the Fang family was almost wiped out by the cultivators under Lu Yuanjun, Lu Yuanjun did not send anyone to keep an eye on Fang Wang, probably because he was afraid that the matter would escalate.

Fang Wang said, "Thank you for saving me, Senior Brother Lu."

Lu Yuanjun waved his hand and said, "Those five guys are the Five Northern Poison Monsters of Qingchan Valley. They are all at the fifth to eighth level of the Spirit Core Realm. Don't be fooled by their fearsome reputation. With Junior Brother Fang's talent, killing them will be as easy as killing chickens and dogs in less than twenty years, no, maybe less than ten years."

His gaze toward Fang Wang was full of admiration, and his smile grew even warmer.

It must be said that if Fang Wangzhen did not know the truth behind the night of the massacre of the Fang family, he would have thought that this senior brother was quite nice. His words made him feel comfortable, and his eyes and expressions did not seem fake.

"Senior brother is exaggerating."

"Haha, Junior Brother, I understand, I understand. Let's go. I'll escort you back. This is an order personally given by the Sect Leader. Once we're back at Taiyuan Sect, if you have any trouble, or if you want to learn anything or get anything, just come to me anytime."

Lu Yuanjun laughed openly and spoke with a bold tone.

Fang Wang feigned hesitation and said, "Senior brother, may I not go back? I have discovered a blessed land that may hold hidden secrets. I would like to study it and return to Taiyuan Sect in a few months."

The reason he didn't mention Fang Hanyu was that he was afraid Lu Yuanjun would directly request to go to Fangjing, since Taiyuan Sect would definitely be more convenient for healing injuries.

It's easier to deflect blame by saying it was a matter of chance.

Cultivators value opportunities most. Even fellow disciples will not interfere with each other's opportunities. This is the rule of the entire cultivation world. To interfere with someone's opportunity is like killing their parents, an irreconcilable enmity.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanjun frowned slightly and asked, "Junior brother, is that opportunity worth the risk?"

Fang Wang nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanjun took out a handful of talismans from his storage bag and tossed them to Fang Wang from a distance. These talismans were tied together with two red ropes, so they did not fall apart.

"This is a high-grade talisman. Just pour spiritual power into it, and it will explode after three breaths. The power of the explosion can kill a great cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Core Realm. Of course, you have to get close. Junior brother, you are exceptionally strong and have your own opinions, so I will not disturb you. You take these things, and I will go and hunt down the Five Northern Poison Monsters. I will entangle them for several days and force them to not be able to turn back to cause you trouble."

After saying that, Lu Yuanjun turned and left, faster than the Five Monsters of the Northern Poison.

Very decisive!

No hesitation whatsoever!

Looking at the talisman in his hand, Fang Wang couldn't help but recall Zhou Xue's evaluation of Lu Yuanjun.

This person is indeed very charismatic. He doesn't make empty promises, but only does things. If it weren't for the family feud, Fang Wang would definitely be grateful to him.

Fang Wang didn't think much of it and continued to fly away on his sword.

Next, instead of flying directly to Fangjing, he circled around the area for several days before finally dropping the talisman given to him by Lu Yuanjun in a grove of trees and heading towards Fangjing.

Late that night.

Fang Wang returned to Fang territory, opened the mountain gate mechanism, and entered the cave passage.

After the mountain gate closed, he rested directly in the cave passage to prevent Lu Yuanjun from discovering Fang Jing.

The next morning, Qing Wan'er arrived at the cave entrance and saw him. Overjoyed, she rushed over and asked, "Fang Wang, you're back! Did you win?"

Fang Wang opened his eyes and smiled, "I barely won, but it was very tiring, so I rested here last night."

Qing Wan'er sized him up, clicking her tongue in amazement, "Truly impressive! To defeat a Spirit Core Realm cultivator after only one year of cultivation... Not to mention you, Fang Hanyu's talent is also astounding. Just what is the background of your Fang family?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang stood up and asked with a smile, "Oh? Has Han Yu perhaps mastered something?"