Cultivating Immortality in Two Realms

Chapter 547 53

a few days later.

It is still Spring Peak.

The Universal Sect's "Great Thousand Illusionary World Array" has its own mysteries and can gather spiritual energy.

Therefore, after Fang Qing made the request for a cave dwelling, Xuan Miao immediately used his authority as sect leader to mobilize the sect's share of spiritual veins and transform Spring Peak into a seventh-order spiritual vein site.

Looking at it now, the entire mountain peak seems to have been reborn, shrouded in a layer of purple mist, exuding extraordinary nobility.

Inside the cave.

Fang Qing sat cross-legged, and his 'Bright Light Armor' became even more ancient and heavy...

He tilted his head back and swallowed another 'elixir' from the jade gourd, his joints cracking all over.

hoohoo!

Seventh-order spiritual energy gathered, and a faint, illusory dragon could be seen coiling around its body. Finally, it let out a long roar and merged into the armor.

"Not bad... Chilong is indeed a celestial beast. The body-refining techniques in its bloodline inheritance are superior to the 'Three Profound Techniques of Reverse Scale'... or rather, the former is just a basic version of the latter."

Fang Qing had fought against a Mahayana divine beast, so he naturally knew how terrifying its physical body was, let alone a celestial beast that surpassed even a divine beast.

After taking Bei Gongwei as his servant, he immediately ordered her to present the cultivation techniques he had obtained through his bloodline inheritance.

Although that body-refining technique was more suitable for the Chilong, Fang Qing took the best aspects and incorporated them into his own body-refining technique, and also used elixirs to replenish his energy.

Furthermore, his true realm was already immeasurably high; his skeleton was already in place, and all that remained was to fill it with flesh and blood.

Therefore, the progress was rapid, and he finally reached the seventh level of body tempering!

"Seventh rank is nothing. At least eighth rank is needed to be able to withstand a Mahayana divine beast with one's physical body... or even ninth rank body tempering, comparable to a celestial beast, to be considered perfect."

"If there truly is a ninth-level body refinement technique, capable of producing a physical body comparable to a Golden Core True Monarch... is that even possible?"

Fang Qing fell into deep thought.

At this moment, he formed hand seals, using a small portion of his mind to maintain cultivation, while the majority of his divine sense was used to reach all corners of the Great Zhou world through the 'Dao Sheng Pearl'!

……

Big week.

The nine major sects each controlled their own territory, while the Bureau of Strange Things secretly occupied the area.

At this point, fifty-three years had passed since Lingxi's resurrection and the rise of Qi Gong.

The martial arts rankings of Heaven, Earth, and Man are published throughout the world, causing countless heroes and heroines of the martial arts world to bow down in admiration!

Yangzhou, with its lakeside streets lined with red-light districts and brothels, where decadent music never ceased, together formed the scene of the "Ten-Mile Foreign Concession".

Although the rise of Western religions led to Westerners becoming slaves, it wasn't without its benefits.

At least those skilled Western craftsmen were registered as "craftsmen" and were specifically responsible for creating those strange and frivolous skills for entertainment.

Gramophone, rainbow lights...

Then, the original courtesans, singers, dancers, and musicians were incorporated, together forming the infamous den of extravagance.

This place is home to Yangzhou's "slender horses" (young, beautiful women who roam the streets), famous courtesans of the Qinhuai River, as well as Western dancers and Japanese maids from Silla and Fusang...

Inside a brothel.

The sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air as Fang Qing, with his arm around a Yangzhou courtesan, watched the performance by a Japanese geisha in front of him, looking relaxed.

Not far away, a trumpet-shaped brass phonograph slowly rotated, from which came a melodious singing voice.

"Wow... Zuo Xiaoman truly lives up to her reputation as a master; her singing voice... is absolutely amazing!"

In the courtyard below, patrons would occasionally shout their praises: "It's all thanks to those foreign craftsmen who created such machines; otherwise, how could we hear such heavenly music?"

"Xiaoman...they're praising you."

Fang Qing drank a cup of fine wine and smiled at the woman in his arms.

This woman was exquisitely beautiful, and every move she made exuded a sense of unparalleled beauty. She was none other than Zuo Xiaoman, the most famous courtesan in Shanghai.

This woman has a captivating reputation, and rumors even suggest she has extremely powerful connections and backing.

Unfortunately, when it comes to Fang Qing, there's simply no way to reason with him...

After all, his current identity is that of a Grandmaster on the Earth Ranking!

Although he was only ranked at the very bottom of the list, seventy-second place, the "Flower Picker" Fang Ye...

This was naturally a fake identity that Fang Qing created in the game world, since his real identity was too frightening.

Furthermore, it's not a good thing for people to know that the ancestor of martial arts, the immortal worshipped by the Dao Xuan Sect, has descended to earth to drink and frolic.

"Sigh... I've started to care about my image too."

The golden incarnation sighed, "We were forced into this."

It was naturally forced upon them by their true form; after all, when their original self roamed the heavens, they always felt lonely and bored...

Occasionally, it will possess you for amusement and to soothe your soul.

"What do you mean by 'forced'?"

Zuo Xiaoman said softly. Her voice was magnetic and had a clear, spring-like quality. Her throat muscles were tight, and she was indeed a skilled singer.

"It's nothing, come on... let's keep drinking, we won't leave until we're completely drunk!"

Fang Qing gazed at the delicious dishes on the table, along with a jade pot: "This is imperial wine... It is made with rice from Zhushan Mountain and snowmelt from the snow-capped mountains during the years of abundant harvests. It was blended by master craftsmen and aged for sixty years... That unfortunate last emperor could never drink it, but I am fortunate enough to have this taste, hahaha..."

Just as they were indulging in a life of pleasure and debauchery, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

"What happened?"

Fang Qingling sensed someone outside and immediately expressed her dissatisfaction.

"Please forgive me, sir... It was two outstanding young men who were dueling on the Qinhuai River... that caused some confusion."

The madam had beautiful hair and a golden hairpin, and wore a low-cut corset with a thin layer of gauze over it, revealing most of her fair and delicate skin. She was clearly a stunning beauty in her youth, perhaps even a former courtesan.

Although he was only in his early thirties, he had a forced smile on his face and kept apologizing.

"So he's a top expert on the Human Ranking..."

Fang Qing nodded, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, and asked, "Which two?"

"It's Li Fan, the Fiery Spear of the Dragon Tiger Guild, and Daoist Suiyun of the Dao Xuan Sect..."

The madam was also a woman of great learning and memory, and she spoke without hesitation.

"Oh, they're all experts who have reached the Great Perfection of the Inner Realm... The quality of the rankings is getting higher and higher these days. Given time, perhaps an Outer Realm Grandmaster will emerge to reach the top?"

Fang Qing smiled.

"I've heard that Li Fan comes from the Dragon Tiger Martial Arts Club. Since he started learning boxing, he's always harbored a fierce temper, and his opponents are either killed or seriously injured..."

Zuo Xiaoman suddenly spoke.

"Well, after all, the Dragon Tiger Dojo master comes from the old martial arts era... he still has some of the habits of an old-school martial artist..."

Fang Qing spoke freely, commenting on the top three grandmasters on the Heavenly Ranking, while the rest remained silent, not daring to utter a word.

He took the wine jug and went to the window, where he saw two flower boats sailing side by side on the river that flowed into the lake.

Two figures moved back and forth, and many strange phenomena appeared in the interior.

"Young master, who do you think will win?"

Zuo Xiaoman's beautiful eyes darted around as she asked curiously.

"Li Fan, I suppose... after all, he's about to break through to the outer realm."

Fang Qing said casually.

"I see..." Zuo Xiaoman's smile faded slightly.

"What? Do you have a grudge against this Li Fan?" Fang Qing was too lazy to calculate, but seemed to be enjoying himself.

"I come from a family of martial arts practitioners, and I was once a young lady of high birth... But then Li Fan came to challenge us, and with a single flaming spear, he killed seventeen members of my family... I had no choice but to become a prostitute..."

Zuo Xiaoman said softly.

"I see. But most of them have tragic pasts, I can't be bothered to hear them. Finding amusement is more important..."

A slight smile appeared on Fang Qing's lips.

Suddenly, flames appeared in the sky, turning the river surface a fiery red.

"Outdoor shooting?!"

Suiyun Daozi, dressed in a Daoist robe, exclaimed in surprise. His personal strength was no match for the power of heaven and earth stirred up by the external scenery, and he was instantly burned to ashes.

"What?! Sui Yun Daozi, who was ranked first on the Human Ranking, has been defeated?"

"Not only did he lose, he also died... This was the old Celestial Master's personally taught disciple!"

"Oh no... This is terrible!"

The onlookers, mostly江湖客 (jianghu ke), were buzzing with discussion, all eager for excitement and not afraid of things getting out of hand.

"And then there's this Fiery Spear Li Fan... He's so young yet he's already ranked first on the Human Ranking, and he broke through to the Outer Realm Grandmaster level in the heat of battle... He's probably ready to compete for a place on the Earth Ranking now."

"A great upheaval is about to occur in the martial arts world today..."

At this moment, Li Fan, wielding the Fiery Spear, let out a long, triumphant roar that shook the surrounding area: "Today I have achieved the rank of Grandmaster, and I shall celebrate by taking on another Grandmaster."

His spirit spread out, enveloping the bustling city, and surprisingly, he spotted two top-tier outdoor filming masters: "Please!"

Splash!

A pleasure boat exploded, revealing a Westerner with an aquiline nose, deep-set eyes, and curly hair.

He wore his hair in an oddly styled bun, dressed in a blue martial arts uniform, and spoke in the Great Zhou language as if it were his mother tongue: "Western Extreme Cult, Apophis!"

"What? A master ranked thirty-sixth on the Earthly Ranking? A member of the Western Extreme Sect?"

More martial arts practitioners exclaimed in surprise.

Despite its despicable nature, the Western Extremity Sect is still a major sect, even having a Grandmaster of Celestial Beings presiding over it.

Her title is "Water Angel," and she ranks sixteenth on the Heavenly Ranking!

And this 'Apophis' is the personal disciple of that water angel, nicknamed 'Waterbird'!

Fang Qing sighed, "He's truly burdened by his reputation..."

Zuo Xiaoman exclaimed in surprise, and saw his figure appear on the riverbank as if in a fleeting shadow.

"It's him? Master Fang Ye, known as the 'Flower Picker' who can walk through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single petal on him... ranked seventy-second on the Earth Ranking."

Immediately, another sharp-eyed martial arts practitioner shouted out.

The Earth Ranking only ranks 72 Grandmasters, so Fang Ye can be considered the weakest on the Earth Ranking.

Just like the Grandmasters on the Heavenly Ranking, the top three on the Heavenly Ranking all obtained four supernatural powers, while the thirty-sixth on the Heavenly Ranking only obtained one supernatural power. They are completely different.

Li Fan only broke through to the Outer Realm by taking advantage of the momentum from his battle with Suiyun Daozi. He was considered a lower-level Grandmaster, but his fighting spirit was fervent.

Even with an exceptional performance, it's impossible to defeat Apophis of the Waterbird constellation.

Therefore, his choice was clear: "Please, pick the flower and the leaf!"

"Ahem... Young people, you should respect your seniors. Don't try to humiliate them or promote your own fame as soon as you make a breakthrough."

Fang Qing stood with his hands behind his back, truly displaying the demeanor of a master, and coughed once.

"We practice martial arts so that neither heaven nor earth can restrain us... Right now, I only want to kill you, or be killed by you!"

Although Li Fan spoke arrogantly, his expression remained calm, as if he had seen his true nature and subdued his restless mind.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

A cold smile appeared on Fang Qing's face: "You've got some nerve..."

As he spoke, his view suddenly unfolded, revealing a light drizzle.

The drizzle continued to spread, then evolved into a celestial phenomenon, transforming into a torrential downpour that enveloped Yangzhou.

"This...does the outdoor scenery affect the celestial phenomena?"

Apophis of the constellation Bird widened his eyes. The Grandmaster of the Outer Realm could only barely influence an area of ​​a few dozen feet, which was already regarded by the ancients as the first-class of gods.

And what does this mean?

"Unity of Heaven and Man...Grand Master of Heaven and Man..."

A bitter smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect the Flower-Picking Hand to be so well hidden... Even if he only extracted one divine power from the inner realm, it is still a divine power! Even if the top ten on the Earth Ranking surrounded him, they would only face certain death..."

Li Fan's expression suddenly changed. He turned and disappeared into the distance, his voice booming like thunder: "I am the personal disciple of the sect master..."

His expression suddenly became somewhat bewildered, and his body transformed into a handful of clear water, falling into the Qinhuai River. Only then did his voice slowly drift back: "...Disciple..."