Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 100 Abundant Harvest of Three Tribulations Magical Artifacts

Fang Shu looked at the lead mountain, which seemed like a furnace about to explode, and felt both surprised and relieved.

He thought to himself, "With such a commotion, surely no one will have the time to investigate me."

Regardless of the other mines around them or the market town, their most pressing task right now is to suppress the rioting miners and slaves on Lead Mountain.

With his mind on edge, Fang Shu thought for a moment, and after confirming that he had not left any traces here, he immediately concealed himself and disappeared into the shadows, leaving without a trace.

However, the riots that affected almost the entire Qianshan area still had some impact on him.

After leaving the Cao family's mine, Fang Shu abandoned his long-planned hiding place—the Jinshi Poison Cave—and instead chose to take a risk and head towards the direction of Guling Town.

Even if he remains hidden in Qianshan, the immortals, with their many methods, might still manage to find him.

And once Qianshan is closed, even if he wanted to leave, he would have no chance.

In contrast, once he returns to the market, even if someone comes knocking and the matter is exposed, the Dugu Pavilion in the market can protect him.

Besides, Fang Shu didn't actually do anything major tonight; he just killed a harmful mine owner and some monsters.

The riots in the mines were clearly caused by the daily oppression suffered by the miners and miners.

Traveling in the dark, even with Fang Shu's current abilities, he was still somewhat nervous.

Once he was far enough away from the lead mine and close to Guling Town, he changed direction and rushed towards another location.

That place was the demon market run by Lord Lingzhi Mountain.

Returning to town at night would be highly unusual if seen by someone with ulterior motives, and Fang Shu might be stopped directly. He would never do such a shallow thing.

The Demon Market, however, is a place teeming with all sorts of people and a large number of individuals, making it a perfect place to settle down.

After successfully arriving at the Demon City, Fang Shu let out a half-breath.

He strolled around the stalls without any apparent change in expression, and before anyone could react, he quickly exchanged all the talisman coins and miscellaneous items in his hands for spirit stones.

After finishing all the miscellaneous tasks, he found a place to stay in the demon market and rested for a while.

When Fang Shu reappeared, he had already changed his appearance once again.

After wandering around like this several times, he hesitated for a moment before finally taking out the Mountain Lord's Hairpin from his hand and entering the quiet room run by the demon market officials. Only then did he stop wandering around outside.

At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief.

His valuables and possessions have all been disposed of, and as long as he doesn't say anything, no one should know that he is related to the riot in Qianshan.

With some free time, Fang Shu began to carefully take stock of his gains.

Soon, his face was filled with surprise.

Aside from the meat-shaped medicinal herb, the storage bag, and the two black tickets, he also obtained a total of four catties of spirit stones from this treasure hunt!
If we convert it to "liang" (a unit of weight), it would be forty-six liang and three fen, with both whole and odd amounts.

With so many spirit stones, even without the Tai Sui Treasure Medicine, he would probably have enough to buy pills and treasures in the market and push his cultivation to the second tribulation perfection level in one go.

In addition to all of the above gains, Fang Shu also had an extra gain.

Buzzing!
He took out a long tongue sword, its blade still a deep red, as if smeared with blood, and it trembled on its own.

There was also a constant flow of heat within its body, which could burst out from the sword at any moment to nourish Fang Shu's physical body.

This is because the Long Tongue Sword has been nourished after consuming a large amount of the precious blood of Second Tribulation Immortals and the heart blood of a group of lesser demons. Its material is being refined on its own and it is already full.

However, Fang Shu did not absorb the blood and qi from its body. Instead, he transferred his own blood and qi into the sword and silently nurtured it.

Now that this sword has had its fill, it's time to enhance its power and see if we can condense a few more secret inscriptions into it, thus advancing it to a three-tribulation magic weapon in one go!

Fang Shu continued this ritual until dawn.

When he emerged from the quiet room again, his eyes, hidden beneath his straw hat, held a mixture of calm and joy.

Yesterday's refining went smoothly without any problems; at most, it cost a few extra spirit stones as a snack for the Long Tongue Sword.

Now, the Tongue Sword has been imbued with three restrictions, clearly indicating that it has entered the realm of a Three Tribulations Magic Weapon!
Unfortunately, Fang Shu, having plenty of money last night, got carried away and tried to spend more spirit stones to make the Three Tribulations Long Tongue Sword even more powerful.

However, the Long Tongue Sword had already reached its peak after three tribulations. Continuing to nurture and refine it would be wasteful and inefficient, with minimal improvement. He could only sigh and stop.

This made Fang Shu think to himself, "This spell was passed down from the Immortal Sect. I wonder if there are any other methods for advancing in the Immortal Sect..." This sword was his first spell, and it had been with him for a long time. It was also very useful, so he had a certain affection for this sword.

Although he felt a pang of regret, Fang Shu's heart was still filled with joy.

After returning to Guling Town, he swiftly and decisively retrieved the two black tickets from the wolf demon.

The items hidden in these two black tickets include talisman coins, spirit stones, spells, and several bottles of processed medicinal herbs, which seem to have been secretly refined using the Tai Sui Treasure Medicine as an ingredient.

Without any hesitation, Fang Shu disposed of all the items, swept them all away, changed their appearance several times, and retreated into the Dugu Pavilion.

Upon returning to the Solitary Gu Pavilion, he did not disturb anyone, but went directly into the quiet room and hung up a sign indicating that he was in long-term seclusion.

This time, he returned to the academy to seclude himself, intending not only to fully cultivate the remaining two tribulations, but also to break through the tribulation and become a three-tribulation immortal in one go!
In this way, when he emerges from seclusion again, even if he leaves behind unimaginable traces on Mount Qian and is pursued by the immortals, with his cultivation level of three tribulations at less than eighteen years old, a major matter will become a minor matter.

As for anyone who comes looking for him during his seclusion, as a disciple of the dojo and an elite member of the sect at a critical moment, as long as the sect leader is alive, the other party would not allow anyone to disturb him.

As such.

Fang Shu felt that he had considered all aspects of the follow-up to the Qianshan matter thoroughly and without any omissions.

Therefore, he completely put aside his distracting thoughts and devoted himself to cultivation.

………………

at the same time.

In the lead-aluminum mine, after a night of fermentation.

The riots and disturbances that broke out in the entire mine were suppressed by force and appeased by the mine owners, and did not cause any major consequences.

However, the mine owners all looked rather grim.

Because of this one night, not only did their mines suffer losses, but several mine shafts of each family were also blown up. Furthermore, the chances of riots in the mines in the coming years will be more than ten times higher than before.

The reason is simple: once these peasants have tasted the sweetness of victory, as long as they are not all dead, the influence of the uprising will be like a spark that cannot be extinguished.

However, compared to the tragic scene at the Cao family's mine, these mine owners all looked sullen and relieved.

Because overnight.

Hundreds of monsters, regardless of species or gender, were slaughtered by the miners and miners in the Cao family's mine. Even the skeletons of the wolf-like monsters in the medicine storehouse were taken out by bold miners and left to rot in the mine.

By the time people from the market arrived during the day, the riot at the Cao family's mine had already been quelled.

What everyone saw was that the miners and miners had lit a fire, and each sat around in the mine, calmly roasting the monster corpses and devouring them.

This scene was nothing to the immortals who were also human, but they sensed that there was a hidden undercurrent beneath the calm surface, and it was not to be trifled with.

But for the other monsters in the mine, they were almost scared to death, their livers trembling with fear.

These domineering monster overseers finally remembered that they weren't even human in this place.

In the midst of the calm, the market and mine owners finally remembered to investigate the source of the unrest.

But last night's riots were far too chaotic, with many deaths and injuries in the mine, many malicious reprisals, and even more people fleeing.

Last night they were short-handed and unable to spare any time; now that they have the time, they are completely clueless, having only discovered the cave full of bones...

On Mount Qian.

Apart from the people who came to the market.

The thick stench of blood that lingered over the mountain all night attracted an uninvited guest.

The other person was merely passing by, but upon catching sight of the aura emanating from Qianshan, their pale face lit up with joy:

"This is full of deathly and resentful energy, and it is not born in this world. It is rare to see such a thing, and it is just right to use it for refining Qi."

The man was riding in a paper sedan chair, his face as white as paper, with rosy cheeks on his cheeks. He was carried by two walking skeletons, and he immediately staggered and rushed towards Qianshan.

Upon approaching, the visitor saw that this place was a mine located beneath the Five Stomachs Temple, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

(End of this chapter)