Secular Immortal of the Nine Realms - Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Suppression!

This was not the first time the Great Xia’s emperor and the officials of the imperial court had seen such a sight, but they were still surprised to learn that Fang Chen was able to intervene in a fight of such a caliber.

“Purple Lightning Talismans?!” The Blood Spirit Cultist was both furious and frightened.

Corpse cultivators didn’t have many weaknesses, but one of the things that they feared the most was the lightning tribulation, for it lightning ki harnessed the most intense yang energy in the world!

The Purple Lightning Talismans paled in comparison to the lightning tribulations, but the source of their powers were similar, so they were extremely destructive to corpse cultivators too!

Boom!

Hundreds of Purple Lightning Talismans instantaneously engulfed the Foundation Establishment Blood Spirit Cultist. A scream of agony seemed to echo amidst the deafening crackle.

Taken aback, Elder Jinnan hurriedly turned to Fang Chen. That’s… hundreds of Purple Lightning Talismans?! How many ki stones is that worth? It was such a huge sum that he struggled to make the calculations on the spot.

The smoke scattered.

The Blood Spirit Cultist was still barely maintaining his footing in the sky, but there were many charred lacerations crackling with lightning all over his body. The corpse ki he was emanating had been dissipated by the lightning too, causing his movements to become a little stiff.

“Elder Jinnan, Abbess Moonchaser, attack his lower jaw!” Fang Chen shouted.

The two of them were stunned, but they still reflexively channeled their flying swords to attack the Blood Spirit Cultist’s lower jaw.

Pu!

Two swords simultaneously pierced through the Blood Spirit Cultist’s lower jaw, and the latter began trembling intensely. Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser swiftly backed three hundred meters away and eyed the Blood Spirit Cultist with an uncertain gaze.

Seconds later, the Blood Spirit Cultist suddenly fell silent. He stiffly turned his head down to look at Fang Chen. “How… did you know where my corpse core is…”

Corpse core?! Could it be…

Elder Jinnan and Abbess Moonchaser exchanged shocked looks. Did our earlier attack destroy his corpse core? But how did Fang Chen know where the corpse core is?

“It was a guess.” Fang Chen smiled.

Astonishment flickered across the Blood Spirit Cultist’s eyes. His body began to disintegrate, looking like a sculpture ravaged by furious winds. It was a rather shocking sight.

It started from his legs, followed by his abdomen, arms, and when it finally reached his head, he suddenly yelled out a miserable curse out of despair, “You’ll join me soon! Long live Blood Spirit! I have no regrets!”

His head dissipated, but his furious howl echoed in the crowd’s ears.

“Long live Blood Spirit?”

“What does that mean?”

Many of the unaffiliated cultivators were perplexed, though their eyes were opened by the rare sight of a corpse cultivator, which might not even appear once per century. What was even rarer was for the corpse cultivator to be suppressed and killed.

The crowd quickly forgot about the Blood Spirit Cultist’s curse. They looked at Fang Chen with a mix of curiosity, fear, and grimness.

Ye Qinghe and Tao Yu stood behind their respective masters as they belatedly realized that Fang Chen had never recovered his martial cultivation. In truth, he was a cultivator!

The Great Xia’s emperor saw through that too. The officials of the imperial court weren’t fools either. They thought that everything Fang Chen previously pulled off was thanks to Li Daoye’s help, but the earlier situation proved that Fang Chen himself was a cultivator too!

Thinking back, they had already known from the phenomenon during Fang Chen’s spirit assessment that he had already become the disciple of a powerful cultivator; it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that he himself was a cultivator too.

“He has already embarked on the path of a cultivator…” Xia Yun stared at Fang Chen in a daze.

Behind him, Liu Suifeng and Tantai Qingxuan were utterly flabbergasted too.

“Long live Blood Spirit…” Elder Jinnan slowly turned to Abbess Moonchaser and asked, “He’s a Blood Spirit Cultist. You knew that from the start?”

“I wasn’t sure before, but it’s certain now.” Abbess Moonchaser nodded.

“…” Elder Jinnan’s lips quivered, and his face turned pale. He glared at Abbess Moonchaser with furious eyes. “Do you know the danger you have put our South Heaven Sect in?”

“We’ll compensate you with plenty of Purple Lightning Talismans. I’ll discuss this matter with Fang Chen on your behalf. Besides, the Blood Spirit Cultist has been killed. No one will know it’s our doing.” Abbess Moonchaser smiled. “The world of cultivation is huge, and the Blood Spirit Cult is spread across many regions. No one will pay attention to the death of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.”

“…” Elder Jinnan was rendered speechless.

What’s happened has happened. There’s no point arguing with Abbess Moonchaser over this matter. All I can do now is to recoup my losses. It’s fortunate that ordinary unaffiliated cultivators know little about the Blood Spirit Cult, so this matter might not spread as widely.

With such a thought in mind, Elder Jinnan turned to Fang Chen.

Fang Chen walked up to the dazed child, squatted down, and asked, “Your family members are dead. Do you have relatives?”

Two streams of tears suddenly flowed from the dazed child’s eyes. He pointed to his throat and made an “ah ah” sound.

“Young master, his voice box has been crushed. He’s unable to speak,” Huang Sihai relayed with a suppressed voice.

Fang Chen placed his hand on the child’s shoulder and infused spirit ki into his body.

A moment later, he gently said, “I can’t see. You can’t speak. I guess this, in a way, is fate too. Remember, the ones who killed your family members is the Blood Spirit Cult. If you do possess talent for cultivation, I’ll bestow you with an opportunity.”

He turned to Elder Jinnan and said, “Elder Jinnan, I’d like to borrow your Spirit Gauging Bell.”

“…All right.” Elder Jinnan nodded.

With a wave of his hand, the Spirit Gauging Bell flew out and plopped before Fang Chen.

“Go ahead.” Fang Chen patted the child’s shoulder.

The child had seen the spirit assessment over the last few days, so he knew what he had to do. He wiped away his tears and marched to the Spirit Gauging Bell with eyes filled with hatred.

Dong!

Dong!

Dong!

The child could only evoke three tolls. His cultivation talent was inferior, on the same level as Tao Yu and the others. He could only be taken in by an unaffiliated cultivator at most, and it was unlikely for him to achieve anything significant in the future.

The child refused to give up. He continued striking the Spirit Gauging Bell until his fist became a mishmash of blood and flesh, but he still didn’t stop till Fang Chen gently grabbed his fists.

“Elder Jinnan, will you accept him?” Fang Chen asked,

“His talent…” Elder Jinnan was put in a spot.

The South Heaven Sect didn’t take in individuals with inferior cultivation talent, as they thought that devoting cultivation resources toward someone unlikely to achieve anything significant was a waste. The only exceptions were those who contributed greatly to the sect, such as Xia Yun.

“I’ll owe you a favor,” Fang Chen said.

“All right. I’ll take him in.” Elder Jinnan took the offer.

He walked over to the child’s side and channeled a surge of spirit ki into the child’s body. Under the spirit ki’s nourishment, the child’s bloodied fist swiftly recovered.

Elder Jinnan had witnessed Fang Chen’s means. The sheer amount of Purple Lightning Talismans that Fang Chen had was enough to prove just how highly his master regarded him. He saw this as a worthwhile trade.

Many people revealed envious looks.

Ye Qinghe pouted in dissatisfaction. He couldn’t believe that the South Heaven Sect took in someone with inferior cultivation talent for Fang Chen’s favor, whereas he could only become the disciple of an unaffiliated cultivator.

However, his indignation vanished when he thought about Li Huafeng.