Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 452

[Chapter 452: Flower and Tree Clan]

Roar!

The azure dragon rushed over with its fangs bared and claws bared, bringing with it surging waves.

Crash!

The Lord of Liefeng Mountain remained unafraid and opened the red scroll in his hand.

Another huge flaming mountain appeared, blocking his way.

The blue dragon crashed into the volcano and exploded, turning into countless water mists that spread over hundreds of thousands of miles.

“Another army has arrived?”

The Lord of Liefeng Mountain frowned and was about to use other magical powers.

Suddenly, a strong sense of danger arose in my heart.

A dark figure appeared behind him at some point and stretched out a finger.

Puff!
The power of the black hole was extremely concentrated, turning into a black light, which directly penetrated the several defenses of the Lord of Fierce Wind Mountain and landed behind him.

The back of the Lord of Liefeng Mountain was covered in blood, which turned into a beam of fire and fled forward.

At the same time, he threw the red scroll in his hand behind him.

“Imperial soldiers?”

Gazing at the terrifying power erupting from the scarlet scroll, Fang Xing chuckled and stretched out his hands.

A powerful gravitational force emerged and acted on the red scroll.

He grabbed the imperial weapon with both hands and tore it apart!
Swish!

The scroll broke into pieces, and countless flames emerged, then dispersed with a loud bang, unable to hurt him at all.

“My imperial soldiers?”

Lord Fierce Wind Mountain watched this scene, his heart almost bleeding, and he was filled with deep fear: “Are you… the son of the Black Dragon Emperor?”

“That’s right… Lord of Liefeng Mountain, you dare to invade Wujie Mountain. It seems that the Wahuang Palace no longer wants the base in Qingmu Realm.”

Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, looking indifferent.

Facing a mere Lord of Fierce Wind Mountain, he didn’t even need to use the Infinite Ring. He could suppress the opponent just by relying on his black hole-level physique.

This confirmed to him that the Yuanshen Overlord of the Nuwa Palace was probably only one or two levels higher than a celestial being.

“I will remember today’s revenge…”

The Lord of Liefeng Mountain looked at Fang Xing deeply, turned into a beam of fire, and left without looking back.

Fang Xing watched the other party leave, but did not chase after him.

Previously in the Pangu Secret Realm, all parties tacitly allowed the emperor’s sons to kill each other and compete for the Pangu Order.

When you get to the outside world, the rules are different.

Wujie Mountain is only a major force in the Qingyuan Realm, not a dominant force, and it cannot protect him who is seeking death.

What’s more…the importance of an emperor’s son and a soul overlord is completely different.

Fang Xing confirmed that if he killed the Lord of Liefeng Mountain, he would probably never be able to leave Qingmu Realm in the future.

Otherwise, there might be a peak celestial being or even a Chaos Realm cultivator who would ambush him…

“Jokuki!”

Watching the Lord of Liefeng Mountain leave, Fang Xing opened his mouth and gave an order.

“Emperor’s son.”

Jiao Chi’s eyes were fanatical, and he was now completely convinced by Fang Xing.

“You go down and take over Qingming Castle…”

Fang Xing made the arrangements and then landed on the top of Qingming Castle: “Everyone has worked hard here. I am Black Dragon and will be responsible for all the affairs of Qingmu Realm from now on…”

“Greetings to the Black Dragon Emperor!”

The group of Yuanshen cultivators said nothing and bowed deeply.

No matter how many rumors are flying around in the illusory world, it is not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

Now they can confirm that this Black Dragon disciple is indeed a Soul Overlord!
Among the many forces, the status of a Soul Overlord is higher than that of an ordinary celestial being or demon.

“Oh no…it turns out that the Black Dragon Emperor is in charge of guarding this place…”

Huo Lingzi followed suit and bowed deeply, his head almost hitting the ground, feeling extremely uneasy.

‘what do I do?’

‘Now, with one order from the Black Dragon Emperor, I have no choice but to go and die… No! As long as the other party accidentally reveals an attitude, there will be people who want to kill me!’

He felt extremely regretful. Why had he been so determined to go against the Black Dragon Emperor?

Just when Huo Lingzi was feeling nervous, Fang Xing obviously saw him, but ignored him and walked into Qingming Castle.

Huo Lingzi stood up and looked in the direction where Fang Xing’s back disappeared. He felt relieved but also lost: “Ignore him… He and I are from two different worlds…”

…

Inside Qingming Castle.

Fang Xing checked the accounts briefly and found that the Taixu Spirit was watching. Although there was something fishy about the accounts, it was not particularly excessive, so he was too lazy to investigate anything.

After resting for a few days, he asked a local Yuanshen cultivator to take him to visit several nearby Yuanjing mines.

Yuan Jing is a highly condensed Yuan Shi. One Yuan Jing can be exchanged for at least 10,000 Yuan Shi, and it is easier to extract the “Yuan Shen Liquid”.

Even Wujie Mountain attaches great importance to the Yuanjing Mine near Qingming Fort.

Cangming Mountain.

Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, staring at a huge mine pit below.

Most of those working in the mines are Yuanshen monks, but there are also some natives.

These natives resemble humans but have dark green stripes on their bodies, exuding a sense of vitality.

Fang Xing only took a glance and confirmed that these alien races had a very long lifespan, and those in the mortal realm could live for at least five thousand years!

Even without any cultivation, one can still live to be five hundred years old.

As for the Yuanshen realm?
It seems that as long as one practices the way of Yuanqi, the Yuanshen cannot live for more than ten thousand years.

“Sir, we have 1,098 supervisors and more than 36,000 miners here… We produce about 300,000 Yuan crystals a day…”

The person who introduced Fang Xing was Huo Lingzi.

But at this moment, he looked extremely humble, and even a little bit nervous.

Fortunately, Fang Xing didn’t pay much attention to Huo Lingzi now and just treated him as a stranger.

“The natives here are called the Flower and Tree Tribe, right?”

Fang Xing became interested as he looked at a woman from the Huamu tribe who had green patterns on her body and flowers blooming on her head.

“That’s right… The Huamu Clan is the native of the Qingmu Realm. There are many branches among them, but they are all very long-lived and extremely suitable for the wood-related principles… Now, among these natives, there are already many people in the Yuanshen realm…”

Huo Lingzi had a trace of worry on his face: “As the world grows, one day, there will be a Heavenly Demon Realm among these natives! But we can’t exterminate them first… Not to mention that their numbers are terrifying, even if we can take action, we will be completely rejected by the origin of the world…”

The Qingyuan Realm has rich experience in conquering other worlds.

Fang Xing certainly knew that this newly born world always showed some preferential treatment and “favor” to its natives.

And because the destructive power of the foreign celestial beings and demons is too great, they have been resisted and not allowed to enter.

However, if the celestial beings and celestial demons are born locally, they will not be suppressed at all.

“Among so many flower and tree tribes, there are always those with extraordinary talents. If we enslave their souls now, and then wait until they grow into celestial demons, we will make a fortune…”

A thought suddenly emerged in Fang Xing’s mind.

The many forces in the Qingyuan Realm never select disciples from the conquered small realms. This is a bloody lesson.

But if you recruit soul slaves, you can play a marginal ball.

“Perhaps, someone from other forces has already done this…”

When he thought of this, Fang Xing felt a sense of urgency.

He looked at Huo Lingzi and suddenly said, “Huo Lingzi… I have something to tell you.”

“Please give your orders, my son.”

Huo Lingzi bowed quickly.

“Bring the most gifted member of the Huamu tribe within the control area of Wujie Mountain to me… Well, one must be above the seventh level of Yuanshen realm, preferably the ninth level!”

Fang Xing spoke.

Immediately, he communicated with the Taixu Illusionary Realm through his consciousness and began to purchase the inheritance of the Wood Element Dao, specifically requesting that it could be passed on to outsiders.

…

Ten days later.

Qingming Castle.

On the square.

The members of the Huamu tribe stood there anxiously.

“Domi, tell me… why did those people from outer space suddenly summon us?”

A member of the Huamu tribe with tattoos on his face looked at the girl in the middle with indescribable emotions in his eyes.

The girl named “Domi” was wearing a green robe, with green stripes on her face and a string of emerald green flower buds on the ends of her hair. Her cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Yuanshen realm.

She spoke softly, her voice like a clear mountain spring: “I don’t know… but our tribe has received an order from above that if the person we send satisfies that honorable Lord, we will be exempted from ten years of tribute… This is enough for our tribe to take a good breath and give birth to more people, so… I am here.”

Her talent, appearance, and cultivation… are all top-notch in the ‘Dora Tribe’, and she is being trained as a saint.

But for the sake of the tribe, even a saint has to sacrifice herself.

The members of the Huamu tribe present were either forced or came voluntarily, but the actual situation was not important.

A few hours later, a glimmer of darkness fell over the square, and the figure of a young man in black appeared. It was Fang Xing!

“One hundred and thirty-two!”

Fang Xing glanced around and said in a cold voice: “You already know the promises I should make… I’m here to collect dogs, no, servants… The selection will be carried out next, and all you need to do is hold on and try to stand till the end.”

As soon as the words fell, a force of will came crashing down.

In an instant, dozens of Huamu people with Yuanshen level above the seventh level collapsed to the ground and fainted.

“this……”

“With just one thought, he made dozens of powerful tribesmen faint. Is this the power of a true great man?”

The remaining members of the Huamu tribe were shocked, gritting their teeth as they faced the increasingly fierce force of will.

“Hold on, Domi…you must become the master’s slave!”

Duo Mi gritted her teeth, her eyes were a little bloodshot.

As time passed, the Huamu people in the square fell one after another, and in the end, only three were left.

“Very well, what are your names?”

Fang Xing landed on the square and looked down at the three members of the Huamu tribe.

“I’m Samson!”

“Mo Yan!”

“Domi, meet the master!”

The three Huamu tribe members saluted with their hands on their chests.

“Well, congratulations, you have passed the first round of tests. Now we will proceed to the second round!”

Fang Xing threw out three blue slates: “I’ll give you one day to comprehend the patterns on the slates… and then copy them. Whoever draws the best will stay until the end!”

If the first level is to test one’s will and strength, the second level is naturally to test one’s understanding.

(End of this chapter)