Chapter 158
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Chapter 158: Little Xumi Paradise of the Heavens
It didn’t take long before the Baibao Zhai shopkeeper emerged. Startled by the commotion, he frowned at Fang Lie. "Young friend Fang, what’s this about?"
"I’m here to buy something, not wreck your shop!" Fang Lie hastily explained with an awkward smile.
"Ah!" The shopkeeper realized the misunderstanding and glared at the Young Girl behind him, rapping her head. "Always causing trouble!"
"Ow! That hurt!" the Young Girl protested. "But who shops with such a crowd?"
Fang Lie clarified, "These senior brothers just happened to walk together. I didn’t bring them!"
"A simple misunderstanding!" The shrewd shopkeeper chuckled, ushering Fang Lie into the inner room as the other disciples dispersed.
The Young Girl, knowing she’d messed up, served tea water before scurrying away.
The shopkeeper gave Fang Lie an apologetic look. "My apologies for the scene."
"No harm done," Fang Lie waved it off. "Just a misunderstanding."
"Your generosity is appreciated." The shopkeeper clasped his hands. "Congratulations on your triumph in the Secret Realm contest!"
"Triumph? More like infamy," Fang Lie snorted. "Your Baibao Zhai must have heard the rumors. What’s being said?"
"Plenty," the shopkeeper replied. "East Kunlun and Great Thunder Sound Temple are fuming. Xiao Xuanzi of East Kunlun was revived through secret methods, but his Nascent Soul energy is crippled, and he lost his life-bound flying sword. Becoming a Core Inner Gate Disciple is now impossible."
"As for Great Thunder Sound Temple, Puhua’s master wept bitterly and vowed vengeance. Stay within Mo Sect’s walls—if his master learns your whereabouts, he’ll hunt you to the ends of the earth."
"Let him try!" Fang Lie sneered. "I’ll teach him a lesson!"
The shopkeeper merely smiled, dismissing this as bravado. Puhua’s master was a renowned Great Thunder Sound Temple expert, a Wind Tribulation Immortal-level powerhouse. Ten thousand Qi Sea-level disciples like Fang Lie would be annihilated with a wave of his hand.
Unspoken was the broader impact: multiple righteous sects now monitored Fang Lie. Killing three Talents marked him as a peerless threat. Such geniuses often grew into heaven-defying figures—like East Kunlun’s Sword God, slayer of Thunder Tribulation Immortals.
Fang Lie’s background worsened matters. Though East Kunlun had framed his father, other sects had tacitly allowed it, relishing the discord between East Kunlun and Mo Sect. None anticipated Fang Lie’s rise—hotter-tempered and tenfold more dangerous than his father.
Should Fang Lie reach Sword God-like heights and lead Mo Sect, every sect that wronged his family would suffer. Many major sects now schemed to eliminate him before he matured.
Unaware—or uncaring—of his blacklisted status, Fang Lie focused on his goal. True to his Fang Family bluntness, he cut to the chase: "I need a protective array. You won’t disappoint me."
"Protective arrays?" The shopkeeper’s eyes narrowed slyly. "Many wish to sell, yet you refuse."
"Don’t tell me you covet my Arhat Immortal Fruit tree!" Fang Lie scoffed. "I’m not fool enough to sell the hen that lays golden eggs!"
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"Haha~" The Baibao Zhai shopkeeper laughed awkwardly when his thoughts were exposed. He then said, "Fine, fine, I’ll drop the Arhat Immortal Fruit tree. What about the nine Lingzhi?"
"No way," Fang Lie sneered. "You know those can’t be extracted even if I tried. I barely managed to get this much. You think I’d hand them over? Keep dreaming."
"Come on, be reasonable!" the shopkeeper protested. "Three-thousand-year-old nine Lingzhi are rare, but they’re not worth a protective array. I’d be losing out!"
"Heh," Fang Lie scoffed. "Protective arrays are common. If you won’t trade, others will. But who else has undamaged three-thousand-year-old nine Lingzhi besides me?"
Truthfully, nine Lingzhi weren’t unheard of—Mo Sect alone had over ten.
But those had been picked relentlessly. Each new leaf was plucked immediately, stunting their growth and draining their Nascent Soul energy until their medicinal power weakened.
Though old in age, their potency was shallow—less than half of Fang Lie’s specimen, which had grown undisturbed for three millennia without losing a single leaf.
Demand for such treasures was immense. Tens of thousands of Mo Sect Cultivators coveted them. Even a hundred or a thousand plants couldn’t meet the demand—hence why Mo Sect’s nine Lingzhi had withered instead of thriving.
Seeing Fang Lie’s resolve, the shopkeeper abandoned attempts to trick him.
Reluctantly, he proposed, "Nine Lingzhi’s main use is refining Nine-Nine Return to Origin Pills. I’ll settle for a hundred pills and a hundred Arhat Immortal Fruits. Then I’ll handle the protective array."
Fang Lie’s face darkened. "Each Nine-Nine Return to Origin Pill costs a thousand high-grade spirit stones, same as Arhat Immortal Fruits. A hundred of each equals 200,000 stones! A basic protective array costs under 30,000. You’re overcharging!"
"Ah, but mine isn’t basic," the shopkeeper said smugly. "Ever heard of the Little Xumi Paradise of the Heavens?"
*Pfft!*
Fang Lie spat out his tea. "Are you insane? That’s Xuan Sect’s top-secret Formation! How do you have it? And how dare you sell it?"
The Little Xumi Paradise of the Heavens was legendary—a Formation trapping victims in an inescapable expanded space. When deployed at a mountain gate, it could stretch for tens of thousands of miles, growing indefinitely with enough Spiritual Energy.
No outsider should possess it. Selling it would provoke Xuan Sect’s wrath—something even Baibao Zhai couldn’t shield him from.
"Mine’s a broken fragment approved by Xuan Sect for sale," the shopkeeper clarified. "No legal issues!"
"So it’s damaged?" Fang Lie frowned. "Why the high price?"
"Even damaged, it’s formidable. Ordinary Wind Tribulation Immortals can’t breach it. It still expands space—hundreds of miles, easy. Mo Sect’s array needs millions of stones to reach a thousand miles!"
"But I only have one jade essence. It won’t activate this Formation."
"Five jade essences are needed for a dozen-mile expansion. One’s useless."
"Then why offer it?" Fang Lie glared.
"I’ll include four extra jade essences. Deal?"
"At that rate, you’re undercharging. What’s the catch?"
"Sharp as ever, Young Master Fang!" The shopkeeper leaned forward. "Our prior Agreement—10,000 spirit pills for the Earth Eye Divine Skill—we wish to upgrade the pill quality."
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