FVN Chapter 41 Revisiting Qi Yunxiao
Chapter 41 Revisiting Qi Yunxiao
Several hours later, the two bid each other farewell.
Han Li said he had some mundane matters to attend to and then returned to Huangfeng Valley; Mu Chunfeng, on the other hand, planned to head directly to Yuanwu Kingdom to find Qi Yunxiao.
Mu Chunfeng knew that Han Li was going to find Qu Hun, where Han Li obtained the beast taming method of the Yu Ling Sect in the original story.
He can't use this method right now, but he can exchange it with Han Li later.
The most urgent task is to rush to Yuanwu Kingdom to find Qi Yunxiao and Xin Ruyin and obtain their weapon array insights—after all, the Seven Sects, or rather the remaining five sects, are about to be defeated.
Spirit Beast Mountain and Heavenly Palace Fortress had already secretly sided with the demonic path. With their defection at the last minute, the collapse of these factions was imminent.
Another reason is that Mu Chunfeng hopes to arrive early to save Qi Yunxiao, as it would be a great pity for such a talented weapon refiner to die at the hands of the Fu family.
As for Xin Ruyin, Mu Chunfeng wanted to save her, but that was far beyond what he could do at the moment.
Before parting, Mu Chunfeng specifically instructed Han Li: "Junior Brother Han, I think the Seven Sects are about to be unable to withstand the Demonic Path's offensive. If possible, you should come with me to the teleportation array in the mine as soon as possible and leave Yue Kingdom."
Although Han Li knew that the situation was critical, he was unaware that Spirit Beast Mountain and Heavenly Palace Fortress had already betrayed him. He simply replied, "Don't worry, Senior Brother. If the Seven Sects are truly defeated, I will go to the teleportation array as soon as possible and leave with you."
At this moment, he had no idea that the Seven Sects would be utterly defeated in just a few months, and he was still planning to observe for a while.
Seeing this, Mu Chunfeng stopped trying to persuade him and asked Han Li to help take care of and bury his cave before leaving.
Anyway, Han Li can't take that Spirit Eye Spring with him. If he goes there in advance, let him take advantage of it and enjoy the last peaceful days in Yellow Maple Valley.
A few days later, Mu Chunfeng arrived at Tianxingzong Market in Yuanwu Kingdom.
Instead of immediately going to find Qi Yunxiao, he first visited all the shops in the market, selling off all the spoils of war that he could no longer use, keeping only the magic tools, talismans and pills that he could use.
After this accounting, he had accumulated nearly 200,000 spirit stones, which was more than the wealth of some ordinary Core Formation cultivators.
The reason he was desperately saving spirit stones was because the next place he was going was the Chaotic Star Sea, where the purchasing power of spirit stones was greater than that of Tiannan. Moreover, once he arrived at the Chaotic Star Sea, he planned to start studying the art of weapon crafting and formation.
The area is rich in monster resources, and low-level monster materials are inexpensive, making it perfect for practice.
As for the art of talismans, there is little room for further progress—not to mention the difficulty in finding the lineage of high-level talismans, the required materials are all rare and precious. One can only continue to study it when one has enough wealth in the future.
After cleaning up his things, Mu Chunfeng patted his storage bag and walked towards Yunxiao Pavilion with satisfaction, intending to find Qi Yunxiao.
But when he arrived at the destination, he found that the gates of Yunxiao Pavilion were tightly closed and locked.
Mu Chunfeng frowned. He had arrived so much earlier than Han Li in the original story. Could it be that Qi Yunxiao had already been forced into hiding by the Fu family by this time?
Left with no other option, he could only stop a random passerby on the street to ask about the situation.
Just then, a young cultivator dressed in a faded blue cloth robe was wandering aimlessly with his head down, his face full of dejection and despair. It was Zhang San.
Mu Chunfeng paused and reached out to stop him.
Zhang San was originally a cultivator at the eleventh level of Qi Refining. He was arrogant and considered himself a genius with dual spiritual roots.
However, the war between the righteous and the demonic forces swept across the lands, and the major sects either closed their doors to protect themselves or only accepted disciples who were willing to risk their lives on the front lines. Despite his superior talent, he was never able to join a sect.
In the past two years, he has been filled with resentment at being born at the wrong time. He wanders around the market all day long, always with a melancholy and lonely expression on his face, looking exactly like a down-on-his-luck scholar who has not been recognized for his talents.
His appearance caught the eye of a beautiful female cultivator specializing in Qi cultivation.
This female cultivator's name is Fu Xinlian. She specializes in seducing male cultivators to become cultivation partners, then draining their resources before running away.
Seeing Zhang San's appearance, she immediately regarded him as her next prey.
After that, every time she bumped into Zhang San in the market, she would pretend it was a chance encounter. She would first secretly glance at him, and if she was discovered, she would immediately lower her head, showing a shy look as if she was afraid of being discovered.
Zhang San saw right through this little trick.
Zhang San was overjoyed, thinking that heaven had finally opened its eyes and someone had recognized his talent, not to mention that the woman was extremely beautiful.
But he showed no sign of it on his face, still pretending to be indifferent, aloof and cold, as if he was born with this detached and otherworldly appearance.
After these few "chance encounters," Fu Xinlian took the initiative to approach him one day.
In front of Zhang San, she pretended to be cautious and timid, and softly asked him his name.
Zhang San was overjoyed, but his face remained expressionless. He simply replied with two words: "Zhang San."
After saying that, she left without paying any attention to Fu Xinlian behind her, maintaining her aloof persona perfectly.
As they talked back and forth, the two gradually began to communicate.
Zhang San also learned that the woman's name was Fu Xinlian. Fu Xinlian said that she had been alone and had struggled to grow up on her own since childhood.
After learning about her background, Zhang San felt even more pity for her.
Later, Fu Xinlian invited him to go on an adventure and cultivate together. At first, Zhang San pretended to refuse, but after a few times, he reluctantly agreed, and the two became more and more familiar and intimate.
Not long after, the two moved in together.
Since acquiring Fu Xinlian's body, Zhang San has been completely captivated, casting aside all his previous reserve, aloofness, and melancholy.
He unconditionally fulfilled any request Fu Xinlian made, and Zhang San readily agreed to whatever spiritual materials she wanted or wherever she wanted to go.
His hard-earned savings were gradually eroded away.
After squeezing Zhang San dry, leaving him with absolutely no profit, Fu Xinlian directly told him that they were breaking up.
She said Zhang San couldn't give her the life she wanted, and she needed to continue cultivating and building her foundation; she couldn't just waste her time like this.
Zhang San was extremely unwilling, but he had no choice but to watch her turn and leave.
Since then, Zhang San has been plunged into immense grief and resentment.
He complained all day long, lamenting how chaotic the world had become. Otherwise, with his dual spiritual roots, he would surely have been able to join a sect and become a Foundation Establishment cultivator. In that case, Fu Xinlian would never have left him.
At this moment, Zhang San's mind was still filled with Fu Xinlian's matter. He was in pain and angry, and his face was full of pent-up frustration. He didn't even notice that there was someone standing in front of him.
Then a clear and gentle voice reached his ears: "Fellow Daoist, please wait."
Zhang San was immersed in his own tragic drama of being a talented but unappreciated person when he was abruptly interrupted, and a surge of anger instantly rose to his head.
Without a second thought, he frowned deeply, didn't even raise his eyes, and opened his mouth to throw out a "Get out of the way."
But as soon as he raised his eyes, the anger in his body was extinguished instantly, as if a bucket of ice had been poured over his head.
His previously stern and cold expression crumbled instantly, and even his calves began to tremble uncontrollably.
The young man blocking their path was dressed in a dark, fitted robe. He was handsome and his aura was restrained, without revealing any sharpness, yet he gave people a sense of unfathomable oppression.
The moment he looked up, the other party deliberately released a trace of Foundation Establishment stage spiritual pressure, which instantly made him unable to breathe.
The melancholy demeanor she had just maintained has vanished completely.
Zhang San's back bent at a visible speed, his hands pressed tightly to his sides, his head buried almost to his chest, not daring to breathe, his voice trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind: "Senior! Junior Zhang San greets Senior! What are your orders, Senior? Junior will gladly die for you!"