Chapter 45

The light points were dazzling, like fireworks.

Red fireworks!

Fang Ling coldly watched these fireworks, his mouth indifferent yet tinged with a hint of coldness, and said, "Your secret technique may be the best, but I can't trust someone of your level."

After hearing the man surnamed Tu explain how to absorb the essence from blood, Fang Ling had made up his mind to kill this man.

After killing Yu Zeren, the Blood Slaughter Technique had a method to absorb the essence from blood to enhance oneself. Although Yu Zeren's method was unlikely to match the techniques passed down for years by the three major sects, it was still a technique.

For Fang Ling, since he already had a technique, he couldn't let the man surnamed Tu live. The more cultivators he knew, the more Fang Ling dared not underestimate them.

Especially a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Although the man surnamed Tu was only left with his soul, Fang Ling didn't want to capsize in a small ditch.

The safest person could only be a dead person!

So he released the bowstring!

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Ling arrived at the area where Qing Luo and the other three had fought. The venomous snakes and blue wolves, upon seeing Fang Ling, respectfully retracted their bodies.

With a wave of his sleeve, Fang Ling gathered the blue wolves and venomous snakes into the Western Suburbs Dusty Map!

The ground around was already flattened due to the Heavenly Thunder Pearl. On this flat ground, devoid of any living creatures, lay a messy pile of bones.

If Fang Ling hadn't known these were Qing Luo's bones, he wouldn't have recognized them as human remains.

Looking at the blood-soaked bones of Qing Luo, Fang Ling wanted to laugh!

He had won!

The mountain-like pressure of Qing Luo, who had suddenly fallen on him, had died right in front of him.

But he couldn't laugh!

He couldn't laugh at all!

His eyes were filled with glistening tears!

Only he knew the dangers of this journey.

Qing Luo and the other five, any one of them, had the ability to kill him, Fang Ling. In the repeated attacks, he had nearly died at least six times at the hands of Qing Luo and the others.

And now, he had finally won!

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Ling raised his face again. The tears in his eyes had disappeared, and his gaze had returned to its resolute state.

"You thought you could control the life and death of others, but now I will give you one last word: even a plankton has the right to resist the sky!"

With these words, Fang Ling waved his hand, pouring a bucket of black oil over Qing Luo's body. Instantly, Qing Luo's corpse turned into a raging flame.

Fang Ling slowly walked to where the man surnamed Tu had fallen, casually picking up the red chess piece. Fang Ling had a deep impression of this chess piece. During one assassination, the flames emitted by the piece had almost burned him to death.

As soon as he grasped the piece, Fang Ling felt a wave of heat travel up his arm from the red flagpole, heading straight for his heart and lungs.

This made Fang Ling's heart tighten, and he hurriedly circulated his internal energy to expel the fiery heat from his arm.

What powerful fire essence! No wonder the man surnamed Tu could wield rolling flames.

The red flagpole of the chess piece, and the red flag that seemed to be made of cloth but wasn't, had a small three-legged golden crow embroidered on it.

After flipping the piece a few times, Fang Ling put it into his small spatial bag.

Although he couldn't use this piece now, once he advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, it could become a powerful weapon in his hands.

The raging flames carried away the last traces of Qing Luo. Just as Fang Ling was about to leave, he noticed a small spatial bag lying quietly where the flames had burned.

Qing Luo's spatial bag.

Fang Ling naturally wouldn't let it go. With Qing Luo's death, the spatial bag had no restrictions.

When Fang Ling's divine sense probed the spatial bag, the contents inside made him extremely pleased. Without mentioning anything else, just the space of this spatial bag was more than ten times larger than his own.

"Spring Rain Dew Pill," he casually took out a bottle of medicine. Upon seeing the name, Fang Ling's expression changed.

He wasn't a naive man and naturally understood the use of the Spring Rain Dew Pill. Without further inspection, he directly put it in his hand.

Qing Luo's spatial bag contained over a dozen types of pills. Apart from six or seven that were for pleasure, the rest were for cultivation. When Fang Ling poured out over a dozen Jade Dragon Pills from a small green jade gourd, his face turned a bit red.

He had advanced to the Fifth Level of Qi Cultivation entirely thanks to a Jade Dragon Pill obtained from Chen Zhenghua. Although the effect of a pill would diminish after one use, such a large number of Jade Dragon Pills could ensure his advancement to the Sixth Level of Qi Cultivation.

"Hmm, what's this?" Holding a few jade slips, Fang Ling carefully scanned them with his divine sense.

The "Invisible Heart Cultivation Technique," a method specifically for cultivating divine sense. Fang Ling quickly scanned it, and his spirit was greatly shaken.

For cultivators, the cultivation of divine sense generally only began after the Foundation Establishment stage, and controlling magical tools was impossible without divine sense.

This "Invisible Heart Cultivation Technique," specifically for cultivating divine sense, could be practiced from the Qi Cultivation stage. Although divine sense couldn't be cultivated before the Foundation Establishment stage, once he reached that stage, his divine sense would be twice as strong as that of ordinary cultivators.

A divine sense twice as strong, how could it not make Fang Ling's heart race!

Hmm, it seems incomplete?

Fang Ling pondered for a moment, then put down the "Invisible Heart Cultivation Technique" and continued to examine the remaining jade slips.

After reviewing all the jade slips, Fang Ling felt an urge to curse Qing Luo. Apart from a comprehensive cultivation technique for the Seventh Level of Qi Cultivation and above, which Fang Ling could use, the rest were all about yin-yang techniques.

For example, a jade slip named "Inquiry of the Virgin Goddess" detailed how to specifically cultivate and use women to break through and advance in cultivation.

Half an hour later, Fang Ling finally sorted through everything. Three things left by Qing Luo brought Fang Ling pleasant surprises.

The first was a round black ball. The Thunder Seed, which Fang Ling had seen Qing Luo throw, now brought him immense joy.

The power of the Thunder Seed was self-evident, and more importantly, it could be activated with internal energy.

With this Thunder Seed, it was as if Fang Ling had gained a powerful tool for self-preservation.

The second was a talisman shaped like a seal. Although Fang Ling couldn't use it temporarily, and the seal on the talisman was a bit faded, it could still be used a few times.

Compared to these two treasures, the third one was even more appealing to Fang Ling.

It was a withered yellow book, casually thrown among some miscellaneous items. Fang Ling hadn't paid much attention to the book, but when he opened it, he realized he had found a treasure.

The Corpse Driving Technique!

The Corpse Driving Technique from the Demon Transformation Sect.

It not only systematically recorded how to control corpses but also detailed how to enhance them.

According to the Corpse Driving Technique, ordinary corpses could be divided into four grades: gold, silver, copper, and iron. An iron-grade corpse was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, while a copper-grade corpse had the attack power of a Golden Core cultivator.

As for the gold and silver grades, although the book didn't mention much, their power could be imagined.

A corpse-enhancing solution made from thirty-six types of herbs. After carefully reading the list of herbs, Fang Ling couldn't help but shake his head.

He didn't recognize most of the herbs listed.

Patted his hands, Fang Ling put the corpse-enhancing solution aside. He fiddled with Qing Luo's spatial bag, and after a moment's hesitation, he threw it in the direction of the Mystic Fire.

Although this spatial bag was better than his own, it was still stolen goods. It was better to be cautious with the items of cultivators.

A faint flame rose instantly, and the spatial bag turned to ashes in a moment.

Following the correct path, Fang Ling arrived at the top of Jingyang Ridge after half an hour.

Unlike the greenery on the way, the top of Jingyang Ridge was withered and yellow.

However, Fang Ling's attention was drawn to a large tree with leaves like baby hands.

The size of this tree was exactly the same as the one Fang Ling had seen in the Western Suburbs Zoo, but beneath the tree stood a white tiger statue roaring to the sky.

The tiger was lifelike, with a body ten zhang tall, standing under the tree as if it were alive.

"Drip"

A drop of blood-red liquid gently fell from the tiger's body.

Following the direction of the blood-red liquid, Fang Ling saw a jade basin as wide as a person beneath the jade tiger.

At this moment, there was already a shallow layer of red liquid in the jade basin.

This should be the jade tiger's blood!

With the experience from the last time, Fang Ling knew he had two choices: one was to merge the tree with the map in his mind; the other was to use the jade tiger's blood first.

Both choices posed significant risks to Fang Ling, but after a moment's hesitation, he decided to use the blood to strengthen his body first.

Although he had the experience from the Western Suburbs Zoo, he was afraid that collecting the tree might destroy the rare jade tiger's blood.

After all, the blood was very useful to him.

"Drip, drip, drip"

The blood dripped slowly from the jade tiger's mouth, with each drop taking half an hour. After watching for a while, Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the ground.

After a period of meditation, Fang Ling, with his spirit at its peak, punched the thin barrier under the tree.

"Bang"

The barrier shattered!

Seeing the large hole in the barrier, Fang Ling smiled in satisfaction.

He couldn't help but think of the tree in the Lashan Secret Realm, wondering if his current strength could break the barrier under that tree.

For a moment, his heart began to stir!

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