Chapter 78

Fang Ling, who was inwardly lamenting his poverty, turned his head instinctively at the greeting and saw five young men, roughly his age, walking towards him with smiles on their faces.

These young men were all of no small cultivation, with two at the eighth level of the Qi Practitioner stage and three at the ninth level. The one in the middle was even at the peak of the ninth level of the Qi Practitioner stage!

Although the one who had spoken called him "Uncle Master" with a smile, his expression showed no sign of respect, but rather a hint of mockery.

Fang Ling said nothing, only looking at the five of them coldly.

The leading man had a round face and very lively eyes. He sized Fang Ling up without restraint and then said with a smile, "Greetings, Uncle Master Fang. I am Bai Jingtao, a disciple of Xiguang Peak. I pay my respects to Uncle Master."

"Uncle Bai, there's no need for such formalities," Fang Ling replied, already seeing through the man's ill intentions and not intending to be polite. If you call me Uncle Master, I will call you Nephew.

Bai Jingtao almost choked when he heard Fang Ling boldly call him Nephew. He was somewhat angry and thought to himself, "I call you Uncle Master, and you really take yourself for one? Humph, you'll be crying soon enough!"

"Uncle Master Fang, I saw a treasure talisman yesterday that requires fifty pieces of medium-grade spirit stones. After much effort, I still lack fifteen pieces. I hope Uncle Master can lend them to me. I will definitely return them in the future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another young man at the ninth level of the Qi Practitioner stage, who was following behind him, chimed in with a smile, "Uncle Master Fang, I'm a bit short on funds lately. I hope Uncle Master can lend me five pieces of medium-grade spirit stones! Oh, and the Jade Dragon Pills in Uncle Master's hand are no longer useful to you. Please give them to me!"

"Uncle Master, I was injured in a competition a few days ago. I hope Uncle Master can give me a bottle of Bone Strengthening Pills!"

"Uncle Master, the Silver Python Iron in your hand, please give it to me. Once I complete my magical weapon, I will be eternally grateful." After these four people finished speaking, they looked at the small cosmos bag hanging from Fang Ling's waist with a predatory gaze.

Twenty pieces of medium-grade spirit stones, a piece of Silver Python Iron he had just received, and several types of pills. These guys had clearly calculated his share of the resources down to the last detail.

Fang Ling gave Bai Jingtao and the others a cold look and said calmly, "I'm sorry, Nephews, but Uncle Master is also preparing to refine a set of magical weapons. I don't even have enough for myself and am thinking of borrowing spirit stones from others."

Bai Jingtao sneered, his voice tinged with a hint of menace, "Uncle Master Fang, there's a saying that if you don't drink the wine offered, you'll drink the wine of punishment. I think you wouldn't want us to beat you to the point of losing face, right?"

Fang Ling's eyes locked onto Bai Jingtao, and under his gaze, Bai Jingtao's heart trembled. He was extremely uncomfortable with the fear rising in his heart and loudly declared, "Brothers, Uncle Master Fang from Qixing Peak wants to guide our cultivation. Let's all work together and let Uncle Master give us some guidance."

The other three had done this kind of thing before. Hearing Bai Jingtao's call, they immediately chimed in, "Please, Uncle Master, give us some guidance!"

As they spoke, one of them threw a talisman, and a dense vine suddenly sprouted from the ground, wrapping around Fang Ling. The other three were not slow either. Bai Jingtao's hand released a flaming knife, which flew directly at Fang Ling. The other two, one threw several fireballs, and the other quickly cast a spell, pointing at Fang Ling's feet.

Floating Sand Technique! A seventh-level spell, which is not very effective in general combat, but with four people working together, its effect was evident.

If Fang Ling were an ordinary ninth-level Qi Practitioner, he might have been knocked down without much resistance. However, after experiencing the Path of Life and Death, especially the life-and-death struggle with Qu Laoer, Fang Ling's combat experience was rich. The simplest way to deal with these four people was to unfold one of the three Dusty Pictures, directly pulling these three people into the Dusty Picture. In this way, the life and death of these three people would be in Fang Ling's hands.

However, the Dusty Picture was Fang Ling's most precious treasure, and he did not want to expose it. With a flash of thought, he summoned a small sword-shaped treasure talisman to meet Bai Jingtao's flaming knife.

At this moment, the vine, as thick as a child's arm, had already started to wrap around him. Just as the vine was about to bind Fang Ling's body, a golden light flashed on his body. The Unmoving Diamond Technique activated, and Fang Ling's hands grabbed the vine. The Unmoving Diamond Technique not only increased Fang Ling's defense but also enhanced his physical strength. With his physical strength alone, Fang Ling could easily lift a ten-thousand-pound rock, let alone with the added power of spirit energy.

With a "snap," the long vine was torn into two pieces, falling to the ground like a dead snake. Floating sand began to appear at Fang Ling's feet. However, before the floating sand could take effect, Fang Ling, using the Great Success Golden Goose Technique, leaped up and charged toward the fireball.

Bai Jingtao watched Fang Ling charge into the flames and a sneer appeared on his lips. Although the Fireball Spell wouldn't kill Fang Ling, it would certainly injure him severely. Beating a core disciple would surely enhance his reputation in the sect.

"Boom!" The fireball hit Fang Ling, and a hole appeared in his Dao robe, but the raging flames were blocked by a faint golden light, unable to approach Fang Ling's body.

At this moment, Fang Ling was already close to the disciple who was about to cast another fireball.

"Boom!" Fang Ling's fist, glowing with golden light, struck the disciple's head. Fang Ling held back his strength, but even so, the disciple's vision went black, and he fell to the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices. Fang Ling moved quickly, and in the instant he knocked down one disciple, his leg moved like lightning, kicking toward another eighth-level Qi Practitioner who hadn't had time to act.

The disciple, who had practiced some martial techniques, saw the situation and quickly blocked with his hands, trying to deflect Fang Ling's kick. However, Fang Ling did not hold back his strength.

"Snap!" With a light sound, the disciple's arms shattered simultaneously.

"Ahh!" A piercing scream came from the disciple's mouth.

The ninth-level Qi Practitioner who controlled the vine roared in anger, taking out five talismans and throwing them at Fang Ling. Fireballs, water swords, and wooden stakes came pouring down on Fang Ling like a deluge.

Fang Ling coldly snorted, not dodging at all, and charged straight into the barrage of talismans. With the Small Success Unbreakable Body Technique, these attacks did not pose a significant threat to him.

"How can you...?" The disciple, about to throw more talismans, had his arm grabbed by Fang Ling's large hand, which twisted it, breaking it instantly.

Bai Jingtao and the other ninth-level Qi Practitioner watched the scene in shock. They had thought that with their combined strength, they could easily take down Uncle Master Fang. But in just one exchange, three of the five were already incapacitated.

Although they were the weakest three, it still made their hearts tremble. Although they still had a numerical advantage, the ferocity of Uncle Master Fang clearly exceeded their expectations, making them feel a chill.

"Uncle..." The companion standing beside Bai Jingtao tried to speak, but Fang Ling didn't give him the chance, pouncing on him like a ghost.

This disciple, reacting quickly, immediately crushed a precious Unbreakable Body Talisman. The Unbreakable Body Talisman is the best defensive talisman for Qi Practitioners, but it is expensive, so most disciples prefer to use lower-level protective spells. However, in a crisis, the Unbreakable Body Shield formed by the talisman is the best choice for survival.

Fang Ling, seeing the Unbreakable Body Shield, did not hesitate. The Unmoving Diamond Technique activated, and all his strength concentrated in his fist.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three lightning-fast punches struck the same spot on the Unbreakable Body Shield almost simultaneously.

"It's no use, this Unbreakable Body Shield..." The disciple's mocking words were cut off as Fang Ling's fist struck his stomach. Although he was a ninth-level Qi Practitioner, this punch made him feel as if his insides were churning. He couldn't even stand and collapsed to the ground.

Bai Jingtao had already taken out a handful of talismans. Seeing Fang Ling, who looked like a fierce god, approaching him, his heart trembled. "You... don't do anything rash. My uncle is Bai Yuqi. If you hit me, my uncle won't let you off!"

Who is Bai Yuqi? Fang Ling didn't know. He had been in seclusion for days and only knew the sect leader and a few senior brothers. But no matter who Bai Yuqi was, Fang Ling didn't intend to let Bai Jingtao off. People are like this; you have to be even more ruthless to avoid being bullied.

As the saying goes, a good person is easily bullied, and a good horse is easily ridden. That's the truth.

"Oh, your uncle is Bai Yuqi?" Fang Ling looked at Bai Jingtao and said calmly.

Bai Jingtao, retracting his flaming knife-shaped talisman, tried to hold his ground, "My uncle is Bai Yuqi. I can pretend this never happened."

Pretend it never happened, which means let you go! However, the response was a heavy punch. Fang Ling's punch sent Bai Jingtao flying over ten meters away.

As Bai Jingtao hit the ground, Fang Ling said calmly, "The cultivation of the five nephews still needs further refinement!"

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