Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 86 Taking the Stage and Changing Generals on the Spot

Fang Shu remembered the master's instructions: it was just helping out; that was an important matter for outsiders, not for his own family.

He stayed in his room to recover from his injuries, and within a day or two, he had fully recovered, but he did not rush to go out.

Instead, he used the pressure from testing his fists with Qin Min to thoroughly temper his muscles and bones, until he had refined all the remaining purple lead mica milk into his body.

Only then did he have the idea of ​​going out to stretch his muscles.

At this moment, the text in one section of the Taoist talisman had changed to:

[Realm: Second Tribulation Refining Human Immortal (51% complete)]

After consuming the two bags of Purple Lead Cloud Mother Milk, Fang Shu completed more than half of the Second Tribulation cultivation process in a short period of time!
This efficiency seems to have dropped considerably compared to when he first obtained the purple lead cloud breast milk.

But in reality, this is a perfectly normal situation.

It should be known that the further one progresses in cultivation, the slower the progress becomes and the greater the consumption. In particular, Fang Shu paid great attention to his foundation during the process of taking medicine. He would rather waste the medicinal power than let his own qi and blood foundation appear weak.

In addition to consuming it himself, he also misappropriated a lot of precious medicines to feed his long-tongued sword and Gu worms, and occasionally he would also refine some new Gu worms.

Two bags of purple lead cloud mother milk were enough to make his cultivation progress more than halfway, which already surprised him greatly. He immediately felt that his "superior" root bone fruit cultivation was not in vain.

If one's original aptitude remains average, the gains will be even less; achieving 30-40% would be considered good.

in the room.

Fang Shu slowly opened his eyes, his gaze bright and alert, in excellent condition.

Without further thought, he immediately took the Dugu Pavilion Taoist robe from the clothes rack, and without putting on an outer robe, he nimbly left the room and headed towards the inner courtyard council hall.

Today is the last day he asked someone to tell the Seven Fragrances Pavilion that he would be going on stage to help with the boxing match.

As a result, Fang Shu did not find Master Du in the council hall. After briefly explaining to Senior Sister Du Yu'er, he left the dojo in a low-key manner and headed straight for the Seven Fragrance Pavilion.

Throughout the journey, he felt no fear of assisting in the fight; only anticipation and excitement.

The act of assisting in the fight is completely different from the martial arts practice of the dojo disciples. It involves the use of magic, and it is necessary to use magic!

If one's skills are too poor, it is possible that one could be crippled or even disabled on the spot while assisting in a fight.

Fortunately, these exchanges were ultimately conducted under the guise of "sparring," and even when blood was drawn, cases aimed at crippling the opponent were extremely rare, and deaths were even rarer. They were entirely different from life-or-death battles.

This is precisely the main reason why the various martial arts schools in the town allow the practice of helping others fight.

This matter can allow disciples to fight and compete within certain rules, cultivating a fierce spirit, rather than turning them into "young masters and ladies" who only know how to practice martial arts and not how to kill.

Not long after Fang Shu left.

The owner of the club also learned that he had gone to keep the appointment to help with the fight.

After pondering for a moment, the old woman immediately instructed Du Yu'er to call Qin Min out of the room.

Qin Min has also been cultivating diligently these days, and her blood and energy are even more vigorous, bringing her closer to the third tribulation than before.

Her minor injuries had long since healed completely.

"Greetings, Master." Qin Min bowed and then looked up at the Master of the Du Pavilion with a puzzled expression.

The owner of the guesthouse gave the direct instructions:
"Fang Shu has already rushed to the Seven Fragrance Pavilion to help with the fight. Since it's just a matter between two Tribulation Immortals, it would be a bit much for me to make a fuss. You can lead the disciples who are still free in the pavilion to go and watch the fight and broaden their horizons."

Qin Min was immediately taken aback: "Me, take the lead?"

Her gaze was surprised and showed resistance. She did not respond, but looked at Du Yu'er beside her.

Before she could speak, the owner of the pavilion shouted in a deep voice:
"Qin Min, I don't know what kind of friction you two have had, but you should know that you and Fang Shu are fellow disciples. As long as there is no enmity or blood feud, you two are no match for each other."

Even if brothers quarrel within the walls, they unite to defend against external threats. Today, he has accepted the invitation from our sect to engage in a magical duel; how can he go without his fellow disciples by his side!

Upon hearing this, Qin Min's expression hardened slightly, but she remained indifferent to it.

It's not like she doesn't want to get along with that Fang guy. When Senior Sister Fang Lu came, it was once, and then again when she was invited to the last small gathering. She had already swallowed her pride and taken the initiative to be friendly twice.

On the contrary, that guy surnamed Fang is petty and narrow-minded. Just because of a small matter before he entered the Daoist path, he doesn't get close to her. He is really too confident.

Despite her inner grumbling, Qin Min didn't dare utter a single word of "no."

She bowed her head to the owner of the guesthouse and acknowledged the matter: "This disciple understands."

Seeing that Qin Min remained unmoved, the innkeeper wasn't sure if she had listened to anything, but since the girl had obeyed, she didn't say anything more, only adding one final instruction:
"Even if you enter the Immortal Sect in the future, you will still have a bond of kinship."

Immediately, the innkeeper served tea and told Qin Min to hurry over so as not to be late.

Before Qin Min left, the owner of the inn looked at her granddaughter beside her. After thinking for a moment, she decided to have Du Yu'er follow after her as well, just to be on the safe side.

To avoid any accident during the battle, and to prevent Qin Min from making a serious mistake due to his lack of experience and resentment.

………………………… at the same time.

Fang Shu arrived at Qixianglou.

This building is the main building of the Qixianglou property. It is seven stories high and looks magnificent. The area it occupies is not too large, but it is not small either. It is indeed a prestigious and good property.

Today, the restaurant was not cleared of guests; on the contrary, it was bustling with activity. It seemed that many guests came to drink and have tea out of interest in watching the magical duel.

Hundreds of eyes were already densely packed in the building, all staring intently at the seven-story structure in the Seven Fragrance Pavilion that resembled an artificial mountain.

The frame is simple, mainly consisting of thick beams of varying heights, somewhat resembling the pillars that lions step on during lion dances, as well as a high platform where the incense balls being fought over are suspended.

This is the arena where the duel will take place later; whoever lands first will lose.

Fang Shu came alone. He saw the lively scene in the building, but he only felt that the stares of many people were a bit annoying. He didn't pay much attention to the scene.

Fighting in public is a great opportunity for disciples of various martial arts schools to show off their lineage and demonstrate their magical powers.

Fang Shu didn't pay attention to this scene, but many people in the building were concerned about his appearance.

"Someone wearing the robes of the Dugu Sect is here!"

"Wait, why is it a man who came? Wasn't it said that the most skilled woman in the Dugu Pavilion was a woman?"

Someone scrutinized Fang Shu closely and immediately exclaimed, "This person is not Qin Min. The Dugu Sect has temporarily replaced her!"

A burst of noise suddenly erupted in the building.

Especially the entire family of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion Master, who had been waiting for a long time in front of the dueling platform, had their expressions change drastically when they saw that the person who walked in was Fang Shu.

The daughters of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion Master murmured amongst themselves:
"How could the Dugu Sect do this? Not only have they dragged this out for so long, but they've also replaced the person!"

"Mother, I remember we're looking for Qin Min, not a man."

"Hmph! If we had known this would happen, we would have gone to other Taoist temples. If all else fails, we could have hired a Taoist priest from the market."

Even the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion herself couldn't keep her composure, especially since she recognized that the person who walked in was Fang Shu.

Although Fang Shu seemed quite capable and had successfully survived the tribulation of the pit of scorpions, in the eyes of the Seven Fragrances Pavilion Master, he was still inferior to Qin Min, who possessed spiritual roots.

However, the owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion didn't say anything unpleasant. Instead, she gave a fierce look to her chattering daughters around her, then smiled politely and met Fang Shu's gaze, asking indirectly:
"Fellow Daoist, how many people have come to your establishment today? Shall we wait a moment?"

The building was noisy with people. Although Fang Shu didn't hear the family's discussion, he did see their questioning eyes.

Too lazy to explain to the other party, Fang Shu said directly:
"One of them came specifically to lend a hand."

At this, a hint of disappointment clearly appeared in the eyes of the Seven Fragrances Pavilion Master. However, her expression did not change; instead, she smiled and exhaled, speaking:
"Then I'll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist. Our establishment and your esteemed establishment have always been on good terms, and the 50,000 talismans needed for our assistance have already been prepared! They are ready for you to collect at any time."

Fang Shu nodded, and upon hearing this, glanced over and saw the pile of talisman coins next to him, which looked like a small mountain.

The owner of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion must have deliberately replaced all the talisman coins with individual coins instead of using counterfeit bills, in an effort to make it more tempting.

The other party then extended a thoughtful invitation to Fang Shu: "Fellow Daoist, please come this way and rest for a while. I will call someone from upstairs right away."

Immediately, the owner of Qixiang Pavilion hurriedly led her people upstairs, leaving only her daughters to serve Fang Shu on either side of the high platform.

Among them, Xiang Xingwu also recognized Fang Shu, and her sisters also recognized Fang Shu by the unusual look on her face.

In an instant, worry and doubt appeared on the faces of the Seven Fragrance Pavilion Master's children.

They didn't dare to ask Fang Shu directly, but instead whispered among themselves:
"What should we do? The person who caused the trouble isn't very old, but he's definitely over twenty, and he looks fierce. He's not someone who's only been practicing for a year or two."

His words implied doubt about Fang Shu's capabilities and expressed a desire to bring Qin Min back.

To their utter disappointment, not long after, Qin Min led a group of disciples from the outer and inner courtyards of the Dugu Pavilion into the Qixiang Tower.

But before they could even speak, Qin Min and a group of disciples from the Dugu Pavilion sat down in the spectator seats, adopting a posture of commanding the battle. Qin Min herself even closed her eyes to rest.

Not only were the people of Qixianglou disappointed, but a group of sharp-looking men walked out of the building and stood in front of the high platform.

The leader seemed to be about to go on stage to fight, but after looking at Fang Shu and then at Qin Min in the audience, he frowned slightly and did not step forward on his own.

The man then spoke to the crowd behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a man who looked similar to him but appeared younger stepped out from behind him and easily leaped onto the high platform, overlooking the entire arena.

Fang Shu, on the other hand, had his eyes lowered and was calmly circulating his qi and blood.

He wasn't blind; he had already taken in all the doubts, indifference, and disdainful glances from the crowd, realizing that he was not well-known and that almost no one paid him any attention.

Fang Shu remained calm and composed, sitting leisurely in his chair, seemingly rooted to the spot as the person taking the stage approached.

(End of this chapter)