I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 34

Chapter 32: The Five Poisons of the North, Lu Yuanjun

Translator: 549690339

Above the mountain range, a white rainbow streaked across the sky; as the white light dissipated, the speed decreased, and Fang Wang’s figure appeared.

No longer using the White Rainbow Evasion Technique, he flew with his Sword Control Technique, and under his mask, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed like he had used only one move to kill Li Honggang, but in reality, it had consumed half of his Spiritual Power; thus, he dared not continue to use the White Rainbow Evasion Technique, lest he was attacked later on.

“The Solaris Scripture is indeed strong enough for me, at the fourth level of the Soul Sculpting Realm, to use just half my Spiritual Power to instantly kill a fully-engaged opponent at the third level of the Spirit Elixir Realm.”

Fang Wang thought silently to himself, feeling that he was already quite well-rounded at the moment. If he had to point out a shortcoming, it would be the lack of techniques targeting the soul and sealing arts.

As he flew on his sword, he silently summarized his thoughts, the breeze fluttering his white garment, showcasing the awe-inspiring aura of a Sword Cultivator.

Ever since he joined Great Abyss Gate, Fang Wang had never really fought with all his strength; he had never used his Lifespirit Treasure, and the Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art had been reserved as his trump card.

After this battle, Fang Wang could be sure that his strength was far above the third level of the Spirit Elixir Realm; as for his limit, that remained unclear.

Even though the Spiritual Power of the Spirit Elixir Realm was indeed higher than that of the Soul Sculpting Realm, and even though Fang Wang was using Solaris Spiritual Power, he was momentarily startled by Li Honggang’s Spirit Elixir Realm Spiritual Power; fortunately, he was wearing a mask at the time.

He approached on his sword, struck with a single slash, and then soared away…

Fang Wang gave himself a perfect score silently in his heart, believing he had maxed out the setup of a master and was sure to spark a following within Great Abyss Gate.

He continued on his way.

The world around him grew increasingly silent.

Fang Wang seemed to sense something and looked up, only to see a dense forest ahead of him, with jagged peaks rising like spikes, majestic and desolate in their beauty.

At the top of five of these peaks stood a figure each; these five people were dressed in the robes of Green Cicada Valley, their bodies crawling with poisonous insects and surrounded by a miasma of toxins, creating a terrifying sight.

Green Cicada Valley!

Fang Wang slowed down and clenched the hilt of the Qingjun Sword at his waist.

“White Garment Astonishing Swan, do you realize your crime in killing a disciple of Green Cicada Valley?”

An icy female voice rang out, echoing between the peaks as if the Grim Reaper were announcing the end of a mortal’s life.

Fang Wang snorted, “Green Cicada Valley slaughters my Tai Yuan Sect disciples; do you realize your crime?”

The aura emanating from these five individuals signaled danger, yet he was not afraid; it was a good opportunity to test the strength of his Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Art!

Seeing Fang Wang’s defiant attitude, the five Cultivators from Green Cicada Valley rose into the air, closing in on him, their surrounding miasma spreading and causing the trees below to wither rapidly, a horrifying scene.

Spirit Elixir Realm!

Fang Wang instantly judged the cultivation level of the five, aware that Green Cicada Valley, even while contesting other sects for the Ji Hao Sect’s legacy, could still spare five individuals to ambush him—worthy of being one of the Nine Great Sects.

“To harm a disciple of Tai Yuan Gate, do you wish for death?”

An icy shout suddenly came through, followed by Fang Wang sensing an overwhelming presence sweeping in from the horizon. He turned to look and saw a lightning bolt racing towards him, upon which stood a figure.

It was a handsome man dressed in the Tai Yuan Sect disciple’s robe, with a purple crown on his head, and two locks of long hair beside his cheeks. His features were striking, and there was a sharpness between his brows; his eyes were bright and piercing, and at his waist on each side hung a Treasured Sword, with a golden halo floating behind him, casting a faint glow.

“Lu Yuanjun!”

A female Demonic Cultivator from Green Cicada Valley gritted her teeth as she spat out the name.

Hearing this name, the eyes under Fang Wang’s mask narrowed.

Lu Yuanjun, his feet on the lightning, came swiftly and stopped in front of Fang Wang, alone against the five Spirit Elixir Realm demonic cultivators. His right hand rested on the scabbard, and he slightly lifted his chin, looking down disdainfully at the five, “Great changes are impending in the Grand Qi Cultivation Realm; I don’t want to kill you, so as not to affect the cooperation between our sects. Begone!”

Upon hearing this, the five demonic cultivators immediately halted, exchanging glances and communicating through eye contact.

Fang Wang observed Lu Yuanjun’s silhouette, secretly gauging the latter’s aura.

Very strong!

Clearly, he was of a different caliber compared to the five Cultivators he had just faced!

Li Honggang was even less of a match!

Why had Lu Yuanjun come?

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Fang Wang’s eyes sparkled as numerous speculations flashed through his mind.

“I didn’t expect Great Abyss Gate to send you out, fine, I’ll give Lu Yuanjun some face, but if we encounter him again, we won’t let things slide!”

An elder from Green Cicada Valley coldly snorted, and after speaking, he left with his sleeves fluttering, the other four people fiercely glared at Fang Wang before following the elder.

They left swiftly, disappearing in less than the time it takes for three breaths.

Lu Yuanjun turned around to look at Fang Wang, his face showing an enthusiastic and sunny smile as he laughed, “Junior Brother Fang, you truly have great skill, Soul Sculpting Realm killing Spirit Elixir Realm, in the history of Great Abyss Gate, not a single disciple has been as powerful as you.”

Hearing Lu Yuanjun mention his surname, Fang Wang understood that it was Guang Qiuxian who had sent him.

The news about Fang Wang inheriting the White Garment Astonishing Swan’s thirty-six swords had not spread, and although Fang Residence was nearly annihilated by Lu Yuanjun’s disciples, Lu Yuanjun did not order anyone to keep an eye on Fang Wang, probably fearing the issue would escalate.

Fang Wang spoke, “Thank you, Senior Brother Lu, for the rescue.”

Lu Yuanjun waved his hand, “Those five guys are the Five Poisons of the North from Green Cicada Valley, all with cultivation between the fifth and eighth level of the Spirit Elixir Realm. They might have a notorious reputation, but with Junior Brother Fang’s talent, in less than twenty years, no, maybe in less than ten years, killing them will be as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.”

Looking at Fang Wang, his gaze was full of appreciation, and his smile even more enthusiastic.

It had to be said that if the truth behind the annihilation of Fang Residence were unknown, Fang Wang would actually find this senior brother quite agreeable, his words were comforting, and his gaze and expression did not seem feigned.

“Senior Brother overpraises me.”

“Hahaha, Junior Brother is modest, I understand, I understand. Let’s go, I’ll escort you back. It’s an order directly from the Sect Leader. When we return to the Great Abyss Gate, if you have any trouble in the future, or want to learn something, or want anything, just come find me.”

Lu Yuanjun laughed heartily, with a bold tone.

Fang Wang hesitated deliberately, “Senior Brother, may I not return? I’ve found a blessed land that may contain hidden secrets, and I would like to study them for a while before returning to Great Abyss Gate in a few months.”

The reason he did not speak of Fang Hanyu was that he feared Lu Yuanjun might directly ask to go to Fang Realm, as for healing, surely Great Abyss Gate was more convenient.

Speaking of opportunities was an easier excuse.

What cultivators care most about is opportunity, even among fellow sect members, no one would disturb another’s opportunity. It was a rule in the entire Cultivation World: infringing on someone’s opportunity was as egregious as killing one’s parents, unshareable under the same sky.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuanjun furrowed his brow slightly, “Junior Brother, is that opportunity worth the risk?”

Fang Wang nodded.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanjun took out a stack of Talisman Paper from his storage bag and threw it to Fang Wang through the air; they were tied up with two red strings, which prevented them from scattering.

“These are high-grade talismans. Just channel your Spiritual Power into them, and three breaths later, they will explode. All of them exploding together can kill a Great Cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Elixir Realm, of course, you have to be close enough. Junior brother, your strength is extraordinary and you have your own judgment, so I will not intrude. Take these things, I’ll pursue the Five Poisons of the North and harry them for a few days to prevent them from turning back to trouble you.”

After speaking, Lu Yuanjun left, his speed even faster than that of the Five Poisons of the North.

Very decisive!

Without any hesitation!

Fang Wang, holding the Talisman Paper in his hand, could not help but recall Zhou Xue’s evaluation of Lu Yuanjun.

This person indeed has a charismatic personality, never boasts, only acts. If there were no family enmity, Fang Wang would undoubtedly owe him a debt of gratitude.

Fang Wang did not dwell on it further and continued to fly away with his Sword Control Technique.

He did not head straight for Fang Realm afterwards, instead, he looped around the vicinity, making several large circles for days, then discarded the Talisman Papers Lu Yuanjun gave him in a forest before finally rushing to Fang Realm.

That deep night.

Fang Wang returned to Fang Realm; he opened the mountain gate mechanism and entered the tunnel.

Once the mountain gate was closed, he rested directly in the tunnel to prevent Lu Yuanjun from discovering Fang Realm.

The next morning, Qing Wan’er came to the tunnel and, upon seeing his figure, burst with joy. She immediately rushed over and asked, “Fang Wang, you’re back, did you win?”

Fang Wang opened his eyes and laughed, “I barely managed to win, but it took a lot out of me, that’s why I rested here last night.”

Qing Wan’er looked him over, marveling, “That’s really impressive, defeating a Spirit Elixir Realm cultivator after just one year of cultivation. Not to mention you, Fang Hanyu’s talent is also quite extraordinary. Just what is the origin of you Fangs?”

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang stood up and smiled, “Oh? Has Han Yu achieved something?”

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