Chapter 614: Chapter 60: Puppet
"Celestial Flame Thunder Fire, swift!"
Fang Zheng circulated his True Qi, causing all five of his viscera to tremble. A surge of Thunder Fire emerged from his internal organs, shooting from his palm.
The blazing Thunder Fire engulfed over ten pieces of spiritual medicine imbued with Pure Yin Energy, refining them all into pure Primordial Energy.
Opening his mouth wide, the Primordial Energy was absorbed into his body.
Within him, the Yama Heart Sutra circulated, aided by the pure Primordial Energy, and his cultivation base of the Eighth Heaven increased at a visible rate.
Originally a Martial Sect member, this training session primarily focused on adjusting the attribute of his True Qi, instead of scattering his cultivation and starting anew.
With the help of so much spiritual medicine, his progress was naturally rapid.
"Luotian Cave Temple!"
His eyes flickered slightly, and the Yama Dharma Aspect in his Sea of Consciousness transformed into a starry sky, with various Dharma Gates turning into stars.
With a thought, a point of starlight descended, transforming into a Martial Arts Technique.
"As expected of the Secret Technique that Master Jiuyuan longed for, Luotian Cave Temple can actually create an illusionary realm within the Sea of Consciousness."
"Practicing martial arts and deducing cultivation techniques within this illusion not only eliminates external interference but also allows for forced deduction by consuming mana."
"And the Celestial Secret Compass excels in deduction, making the two a perfect match!"
"Moreover, I have the Moon God Jade, which enhances wisdom and significantly benefits the refinement of my own Martial Dao."
As these thoughts flashed through Fang Zheng’s mind, the Celestial Secret Compass began to spin, causing the martial arts techniques practiced within the Luotian Cave Temple to change.
Upon closer inspection.
In just a moment, the techniques started to become intricate and complex.
After making a few more attempts, Fang Zheng realized.
"It seems there are limitations to deducing; it’s not as if one can whimsically create a cultivation technique from nothing."
"Instead, it is based on one’s own knowledge, shortening tasks that would otherwise require significant time and effort."
"Heh..."
"This means that the Luotian Cave Temple can only develop techniques one could already potentially create, merely replacing time with mana and cultivation base."
"It cannot create something from nothing!"
Even so, this was already impressive enough.
After all, according to legend, many secret techniques of the Yama Sect were deduced from the Luotian Cave Temple."
"Senior."
Chu Qingqin’s voice came over:
"It’s time to set off."
"Mm."
Fang Zheng opened his eyes:
"I’m coming now."
...
Before setting off for the transaction outside the market, it was customary to use the Celestial Secret Compass for a quick divination.
Minor fortune!
It seemed this time they wouldn’t return empty-handed.
A few days ago, the Nie Family Patriarch emerged from seclusion, significantly increasing his strength and engaging in magical combat with the Iron Flute Immortal near the Ethereal Celestial Palace.
Both sides sustained damage.
In the short term, the Iron Flute Immortal would have no energy to concern himself with Fang Zheng, and as for the other members of the Three Sages Manor, there was nothing to fear.
A light flick of the fingers,
A yellowing lotus leaf flew from the long sleeve.
The lotus leaf landed and expanded with the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into a small boat about a meter long.
The two of them landed gently on it. With Fang Zheng quietly applying mana, the lotus leaf quivered slightly, carrying them swiftly upwards into the sky.
"Cai Shu used to play with me when I was little; without realizing it, so many years have passed."
Chu Qingqin’s voice carried a tinge of nostalgia:
"I wonder how she is doing now?"
"Although Fang Heng is a bit reckless, he knows how to care for people. Cai Shu is living well," Fang Zheng said:
"Someday when you have time, you could visit her in Gu’an County."
"Cai Shu said she had no playmates when she was young. If you go, she’ll definitely be very happy."
"Really?" Chu Qingqin’s eyes brightened:
"We used to avoid getting close because of the master’s wife, but it’s different now."
"By the way..."
"Senior, does Cai Shu have children?"
"When I entered the Yama Secret Realm, she didn’t," Fang Zheng said calmly, his eyes shifting slightly in response:
"If they wish, she probably is pregnant by now."
As soon as he spoke, he felt something stir—this gut feeling was tied to unseen karma.
No Martial Arts Grandmaster would suddenly get a hunch without reason, especially not him, as the Celestial Secret Compass would sift out any false perceptions.
So...
Am I,
going to be a grandfather?
The thought caused even his generally tranquil emotions to ripple a bit.
"By the time I visit her, she should have a baby by then," Chu Qingqin’s face lit up with joy:
"That’s wonderful!"
"Watch out!"
Fang Zheng’s heart stirred; he suddenly swung his sleeve, unleashing a frenzy of lightning that swept across an area several mu wide in front of them.
The lotus leaf beneath them quivered, pulling them back over ten zhang.
"Boom!"
Thunder roared, and a mass of dark light revealed itself.
"Gahaha..."
"Why so sensitive, Fellow Daoist Fang?"
Amid a trademark eerie laugh, Bo Tiantong, clad in a blood-red robe, walked over, clasping his hands from afar:
"I mean no harm."
"No harm?" Fang Zheng’s face darkened as he stared straight at the other:
"Setting up an ambush on the road, blocking Fang’s path, and you say you mean no harm?"
With that,
he glanced coldly at Chu Qingqin.
"Senior,"
Chu Qingqin’s face paled, her eyes filled with panic as she hurriedly waved her hands:
"It... it’s not me!"
Not involved?
Her panic could not escape his perception.
Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent rising in his heart, only to be forcibly suppressed in an instant, expressed by nothing more than a cold snort.
"Sigh!"
Bo Tiantong sighed lightly:
"Brother Fang might not know who exactly will be at the place you’re headed today? They’re plotting to harm our Sect Leader."
"I intercepted you here to urge you, Fellow Daoist, to turn back and avoid straying onto the wrong path."
"Oh?" Fang Zheng’s eyes flickered:
"If that’s the case, why didn’t you clarify this in the market? What’s your reasoning for this midway interception?"
"I have no intention of offending the Exclusion Sect."
"Hmm..." Bo Tiantong grinned:
"We had no choice."
"The one plotting against our Sect Leader is Vice Sect Leader He Zhong, and since you are allied by marriage with him, we must be cautious."
"Fellow Daoist Fang."
Looking directly at Fang Zheng, he spoke earnestly:
"He Zhong should have approached you, right?"
"Indeed," Fang Zheng did not conceal it and nodded:
"Brother He has expressed dissatisfaction with your Sect Leader Cao, but I’m just a wandering cultivator, with no thought of getting involved."
"I trust Fellow Daoist Fang’s words," Bo Tiantong nodded earnestly, then added:
"But others might not think the same."
?
Fang Zheng gave a brief chuckle and asked:
"Then... what do you intend?"
"Simple."
Bo Tiantong clapped:
"Help us deal with He Zhong, not only resolving our misunderstanding, but the Sect Leader will also offer a generous gift."
"Oh?" Fang Zheng replied:
"What if I refuse?"
"Refuse?" Bo Tiantong’s smile vanished, his gaze turned icy, and his tone grew cold:
"If you refuse, Daoist—"
"Boom!"
Before he finished speaking, lightning suddenly flashed before his eyes, with dozens of arm-thick bolts fiercely striking down.
The Five Thunders Technique!
Fang Zheng tossed Chu Qingqin aside with a flick of his sleeve and flashed towards Bo Tiantong, his hand opening wide to strike down fiercely.
As the palm fell,
the air boomed, and thunder roared.
"Such audacity!"
Bo Tiantong’s eyes widened. Faced with the incoming thunder and Palm Force, he neither dodged nor retreated, but instead raised his hand to meet it.
His movements were exceedingly bizarre, his arm like a sword installed with a spring, ’clanging’ as it unsheathed.
His five fingers joined, thrusting suddenly.
"Bang!"
The two collided, Powerful Qi spreading everywhere.
"Such a strong physical body!"
Bo Tiantong retreated several zhang, his heart racing.
This body was not mere flesh but a puppet crafted from Mo Family’s Mechanical Technique and used Ancient Jianmu for its shell. Even ordinary Magical Treasures couldn’t harm it.
Inside was a Primordial Energy Core, granting it extraordinary explosive power.
Yet now,
it was slightly inferior to the opponent.
Even if the other was part of the Martial Sect and skilled in tempering the physical body, it was too unbelievable, as he knew Fang Zheng had not been a Martial Sect member for long.
"Whoosh!"
After repelling Bo Tiantong with one strike, Fang Zheng did not pursue the attack; instead, he transformed into lightning, dashing rapidly forward.
At the same time.
Two figures appeared from behind, shouting:
"Elder Bo, stop him!"
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