Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 306 Negotiation

Qingli Mountain.

Fang Daoling had just returned when he gathered his clansmen together and displayed the land deeds in his hands.

"Our Fang family has gained another foothold."

Fang Wujiu touched the land deed stamped with the seal of Wusheng Temple, his face full of joy, playing with it with great affection.

"Good, good... The younger generation in the clan is all outstanding these days, perhaps another master will emerge in the future..."

Le Mingxue smiled broadly as well.

Fang Shanglin, who already looked like an old man and even older than Le Mingxue, stood silently in the corner.

He looked at his family now, his feelings a complex mix of emotions.

"If I had successfully established my Dao foundation back then and revitalized my family, this would probably be what it looks like now, wouldn't it?"

"The future belongs to Dao Ling and the others..."

Fang Shanglin smiled bitterly, but finally felt relieved.

Although he had squandered his family fortune, seeing Fang Daoling restore the family's prestige now offered him some solace...

The next instant, a beam of cool moonlight fell upon Qingli.

The monks in the hall seemed to turn into statues in an instant.

A bead of sweat rolled down Fang Daoling's cheek as she watched her grandfather still stroking the land deed, a look of satisfaction on his face, yet he remained motionless, his eyes gradually turning to terror.

Then, the moonlight condensed and transformed into a bodhisattva who seemed to be the embodiment of moonlight.

A mysterious aura emanated from the room, carrying an immense weight, causing all the members of the Fang family to kneel down.

"Homage to the Pure Land of the Three Realms, with your crystal-clear body, whose compassion shines upon all the heavens and pure lands, and whose immeasurable merits are like the moonlight of White Tara..."

At this moment, these cultivators who had been practicing Qi cultivation were like tiny insects trapped in amber, unable to even process their own thoughts, and could only kneel there.

Only Fang Daoling could still say a few words.

"Qingli Fang family... Fang Daoling, temporarily detained at Wusheng Temple."

The Moonlight White Tara didn't even glance at the Fang family, nor did she bother to look at Fang Daoling. She simply said coldly, "Let's go!"

Fang Daoling's face immediately turned ashen: "Please have mercy, Mother Tara, my Fang family has always been respectful...we are innocent..."

"If you are guilty, your family would already be a mountain full of bones."

The White Tara of Moonlight didn't say anything more to him; she transformed into a beam of moonlight and disappeared.

Fang Daoling followed closely behind, leaving only a group of bewildered Fang family cultivators behind.

"Disaster! A complete disaster!"

Fang Wujiu collapsed to the ground, as if all the bones in his body had been removed.

"What happened? How did our Fang family offend this Tara?"

Le Mingxue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

The other Fang family cultivators were terrified and at a loss for what to do. Only Fang Shanglin, who had been affected by the divine mystery earlier, had come to his senses: "In any case... we were not all killed, so things are not the worst. Even Dao Ling only said that we were detained, not that we were punished... We should quickly send someone to the Four Directions Chamber of Commerce to see how Old Master Xu is doing."

Fang Wujiu and Le Mingxue exchanged a glance. Their Fang family hadn't done anything significant lately, except for something related to the Zeng family.

"Could it be... that the Zeng family's legacy is so extensive?"

Le Mingxue murmured.

"If Old Master Xu also suffered misfortune, it's probably because of this... If not, his fate was even worse. Perhaps the master in the temple wanted to refine some kind of spiritual artifact and was short of the best materials..."

Fang Wujiu's eyes were lifeless: "Dao Ling... he has forged his Dao Foundation. I've heard that he has many evil techniques hidden in secret, and he especially enjoys refining Dao Foundation cultivators into spiritual weapons..."

"The best course of action now is to make more inquiries and do our best to rescue them... On the other hand, we must also prepare for their escape."

Le Mingxue made the final decision.

Even if Wusheng Temple has no follow-up, will the nearby Qi-cultivating families be influenced by other hostile Dao Foundation forces and do something?

Fang Wujiu sighed deeply, his heart almost bleeding: "A Purple Mansion! A Purple Mansion... if it's not a Purple Mansion, it's just an ant!"

……

Wusheng Temple.

Fang Daoling felt the world darken, and in an instant he arrived at Wusheng Temple.

He had certainly been to this White Bone Dao Temple before. Back then, when he had reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation and was full of vigor, he followed his grandfather all the way here to obtain the Dao Foundation Pill, and then successfully forged his Dao Foundation.

Unexpectedly, when he returned, he was a prisoner.

Although he was not wearing any shackles or chains at this moment, the thought of the Dharma Kings, Bodhisattvas, and Tara watching from the void made him tremble with fear, and he was sweating profusely.

He just knelt there in the square, not daring to move.

Before long, darkness enveloped the surroundings, creating an illusion of crouching or stretching.

One after another, the Water Virtue Dao Foundations emerged from the Great Void and knelt beside him.

"It seems...this isn't a matter for the Zeng family."

"If it were the Zeng family, those few Foundation Establishment cultivators and Senior Xu would be kneeling here right now..."

Fang Daoling was confused when he saw this scene.

In a daze, he saw a pair of bright yellow monk's shoes stepping in front of his house.

In the void, there are scenes of the Vajra's profound truths and the sounds of Buddhist chants...

"Praise be to Vajra Power..."

Hearing the voices of the gurus and guardian deities around him, Fang Daoling finally realized that it was Vajra Power Child who had arrived.

This person is also the rumored "backer" of the Fang family.

Of course, both Yue Mingxue and Fang Wujiu had told him that they actually had no connection with this Vajra Power Master. They had only fought and rendered meritorious service under this Master during the Eastern Expedition, and were therefore rewarded with a Dao Foundation Pill...

The next moment, he heard Fang Qing's voice: "They are all top-notch talents, put them in the dungeon first..."

Fang Daoling's heart sank immediately.

Fang Qing found this scene amusing.

"If these Water Virtue Foundation cultivators aren't kept in captivity, they'll probably all get carried away, discover some treasure or opportunity... and then foolishly run off to the outer sea. It'll just be a free ride for True Immortal Yaochen..."

"Um? 』

With Fang Daoling present, Fang Qing did some calculations and immediately smiled: "What, is there any connection to the Zeng family?"

"Oh, so Zeng Jiadaoji recently died... The Zeng family was on the verge of extinction, and now Fang Daoling has been brought in—is this a form of deterrence?"

"Although Xu Hei and a group of Daoist masters are still unharmed, would outsiders dare to bet that the Zeng family has absolutely no ties with Wusheng Temple?"

Therefore, those who were originally destined for extermination can now survive...

"【Zui Huo】...is indeed quite mysterious."

【觜火】is a flickering fire, not an extinguished one; it signifies a life of wandering and uncertainty, not an immediate death.

Therefore, the Zeng family's repeated rises and falls are actually quite fitting for the imagery.

Of course, it's not very useful for downward revisions either...

……

a few days later.

Fang Qing was discussing the Dao with the two Taras, Moonlight White and Empty Sparrow, when he suddenly looked up.

After a while.

In a side room, the Black Tara, who subdues demons, sat cross-legged, lost in thought, looking out of the temple along with the two other Taras.

Then the void broke open, and a young Purple Mansion True Person emerged, his body radiating brilliant divine power and carrying the glow of [Di Earth], as he activated the altar array.

"So it's Master Tan Feng from Moyun Cliff!"

Fang Qing transformed into a streak of light and stepped forward to greet this Purple Mansion True Person.

Master Tanfeng looked at Fang Qing, his face stiff, but he still bowed and said, "Greetings, Vajra Power Master... I have come to visit the White Bone Dharma King on the orders of the Great Master."

As he spoke, Master Tanfeng's gaze subtly swept over Fang Qing's waist, as if searching for the Purple Mansion Spirit Sword "Crimson Sky".

After years of lurking in the East, Vajra Power Master finally seized the opportunity to settle his karmic debt with Chu Zhaohuang, which has recently caused quite a stir in Ancient Shu.

Even though Chu Zhaohuang was seriously injured by the mysterious Water Virtue Grand Master, he was still a Grand Master at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm, yet he was killed by a mere Daoist!

This made Master Tanfeng, who had previously looked down on Duzi and Dumu, feel quite embarrassed.

"I see, please."

Fang Qing didn't say much, and invited Master Tan Feng to a side hall.

The White Bone Dharma King Sangji sat serenely atop a white bone lotus, with three Taras beside him, silently watching the newcomer.

"Moyun Cliff, Tan Feng... has met the White Bone Dharma King."

Master Tan Feng was the first to bow.

"So it's Master Tanfeng. May I ask what brings you to this old monk?"

Sangji pretended not to know.

"Naturally, it's for those few water-virtue foundation members..."

Remembering the instructions given by Grandmaster Yaochen before he came, Master Tanfeng immediately spoke.

"I see... This old monk only recently observed Xituo with the Dharma Eye of the Three Realms and saw that these people's fates were unusual, so I ordered people to keep an eye on them. I didn't expect that I would almost ruin the important matter on the cliff. I am truly guilty..."

Sangji looked apologetic, but made no mention of releasing the people.

"This matter..."

Master Tanfeng's expression turned cold: "Master Yaochen has said that we humbly request the Dharma King to open the door of convenience. We at Moyun Cliff are deeply grateful for your kindness and are willing to offer three 'Nirvana Yuan Pills' as a reward..."

"The 'Nirvana Elixir' is a celestial elixir from the Purple Palace; this old monk fears he cannot accept such a reward without having done the work..."

Sangji smiled.

"This hermit monk has quite the appetite..."

Tan Feng Zhenren felt a chill in his heart, knowing that his conditions had not moved the other party.

However, the Eastern Sea Blessed Land was a long-cherished wish of Grand Master Yaochen, and he was unwilling to share it with the secret treasure for the sake of just a few Dao Foundation cultivators.

"Has Your Majesty thought this through? They are merely a few Foundation Establishment cultivators, at most with a slightly stronger Water Virtue destiny... Three Purple Mansion Spirit Pills are more than enough. Surely they don't need the qualifications to enter a blessed land?"

Master Tanfeng said, "Since the White Bone Path crossed the sea to the east, we on the cliff have always treated them with courtesy..."

By the end, the words had already begun to carry a subtle threat, causing the three Taras—Moonlight White, Sky Sparrow, and Subduing Demon Black—to change their expressions slightly.

"If we don't see eye to eye, a word is too much. Please leave, benefactor."

Sangji clasped his hands together and firmly refused.

If it were him in the past, he probably would have agreed immediately.

But now, as Fang Qing's disciple, he naturally has to follow Fang Qing's will.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Master Tan Feng, enraged, laughed and turned away, saying, "I will report today's events in full to the Great Master... Dharma King, take care of yourself."

After Master Tanfeng left, Sangji turned to the several Tara women who seemed hesitant to speak and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

"No..."

The group of Tara women quickly apologized: "It's just... for the sake of a few mere Dao Foundation Establishments, we've offended that Great Master Yaochen... He's a Great Master, and it's rumored that he's skilled in divination..."

"Hmph, if I agree today, wouldn't I really miss the opportunity of the Blessed Land of the East Sea?"

Sangji said, "This Dharma King has cultivated for many years, and now that I am in a state of deep meditation, I am contemplating action. I am preparing to travel to the outer seas... to try and find the opportunities that await me there. As for who will accompany me..."

His eyes swept around the room before he pointed at Fumo Hei: "It's you."

"I will obey the command of the Dharma King."

Black Tara, the demon-subduing goddess, was taken aback. Seeing that the White Bone Dharma King had singled her out, bypassing the most wondrous Vajra Power and the Moonlight White who had been with her the longest, she was overjoyed and respectfully agreed.