Building a sect from scratch.

Chapter 98 The Old-Fashioned Villain Zhu Fukun

"Hmph! Let alone a disciple from some unknown little sect, even the sect leader of your lousy sect would have to respect me. What are you to dare to compete with me?"

As soon as he approached the edge of the sect's grand formation, he heard an extremely arrogant voice, which sounded just like the villainous spoiled brat from an old-fashioned male-oriented novel—the kind of cannon fodder villainous spoiled brat who only gives money and treasures to the male lead and doesn't even survive a single episode from his first appearance to his death. Fang Xianyu was so startled that he almost tripped in the clouds.

Elder Du roared angrily, "And who are you! How dare you cause trouble in my Guangcheng Sect?"

"Your grandpa is an elder of the Misty Immortal Sect! The Misty Golden Immortal is my aunt! Watch your mouth! Still acting wild? I'm doing you a favor by coming to your area! If you know what's good for you, kill that little wench and hand over that bottle of Xuan Tian Spirit Dew, and I'll spare your lives!"

Upon hearing the name of the Misty Immortal Sect, Elder Du calmed down somewhat, but then maintained the sect's dignity by replying, "So what if it's the Misty Immortal Sect! It can't be unreasonable, can it?"

The Misty Immortal Sect is one of the largest sects in Tianying Continent, and its status there is comparable to that of the Taiyi Sect in Zhongzhou. The Misty Golden Immortal is the sect's patriarch, a Golden Immortal who has lived for over seven hundred years. Legend has it that he is close to attaining godhood, making him a force that the Guangcheng Sect cannot afford to offend.

An elder who hurriedly followed overheard the man's words and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "What arrogance! There are at least eighty or a hundred nephews of the Misty Golden Immortal, and thirty or forty of them have caused trouble and died violent deaths. How can this person still be so arrogant! Even if the Mysterious Heavenly Dew is precious, why would it come to this?!"

The so-called Xuan Tian Ling Lu is a rare and precious natural material formed from the blood of ancient gods after they died, nourished by spiritual energy for tens of thousands of years. It is an extremely valuable heaven-grade spiritual material for alchemy and weapon forging, and it has the effects of solidifying the soul, opening all the orifices, and expelling all poisons.

As the elder said, while the Xuan Tian Ling Lu is indeed precious, it is not so rare that people would fight and kill to get it. Otherwise, it would not have been offered as a prize at the Penglai Immortal Gathering. There are hundreds and thousands of ancient gods, and countless secret realms and caves formed after their deaths. The Xuan Tian Ling Lu, which is formed from their blood, is not hard to find in these secret realms and caves.

Putting aside other matters, almost every sect with a name controls one or two such secret realms and caves. Even the Guangcheng Sect has a smaller secret realm used for the annual Guangcheng Martial Arts Tournament. Although encountering one in these secret realms and caves requires luck and opportunity, they are ultimately achievable. There's no need to be so greedy and resort to violence.

To everyone else, this person's attempt to forcibly seize a prize of Xuan Tian Ling Lu was simply insane and utterly unreasonable!

Fang Xianyu said with a solemn expression, "Fellow Daoist, you may not know, but the so-called dozens of nephews of the Misty Golden Immortal are actually all one person!"

"How could this happen!?"

Elder Hu was also greatly surprised: "What do you mean by that?!"

"The so-called nephew of the Misty Golden Immortal who is active outside is actually the Misty Golden Immortal's only son, named Zhu Fukun. Her son died hundreds of years ago after failing to transcend the Heavenly Tribulation, but the Misty Golden Immortal used a secret method to preserve his soul. In order to bring her own son back to life, she instructed her younger brother to take many concubines and have children, selecting a true nephew with excellent aptitude and pure bloodline to serve as a vessel for her son's soul, helping him to possess another body. Over the years, countless innocent people have suffered at her hands! Therefore, every few years, there is always a cultivator who claims to be the Misty Golden Immortal's nephew who is extremely arrogant, killing and robbing treasures everywhere. That is Zhu Fukun! Every time things get out of hand, he dies, discarding this body, and then possesses a new one. This way, he can preserve the Misty Golden Immortal's reputation and enhance her reputation for righteously killing her own family, and he hardly has to pay any price. Hmph! What a clever scheme!"

Fang Xianyu learned about this incident by chance during her first playthrough at the Taiyi Qiankun Sect. She was indignant about it. Her master... well, now she should call him Old Deng, who had once been her master, had advised her that "too much purity leaves no fish" and that she needed to preserve her strength to resolve injustices in the world. At the time, she actually believed Old Deng's nonsense, thinking that their Qiankun Sect was a righteous force within the Taiyi Sect...

Thinking of this, Fang Xianyu snorted coldly, then revealed, "Not only that, I also know that Zhu Fukun's later cultivation method is extremely wicked, capable of fusing the souls and talents of other cultivators. Is there anything special about that 'Xinyi' you mentioned?" The elder behind him murmured, "Xinyi... she has a photographic memory and an astonishing talent for alchemy. With only a Foundation Establishment cultivation, she has already touched upon the origin of alchemy. If she can overcome the Heavenly Tribulation, she may very well become a god in the future... Is that really so!?"

Elder Hu, upon hearing this, said angrily, "What a vicious method! I see he's only at the Nascent Soul stage, I'll deal with him! Elder Lu, go and fetch my mother immediately!"

Elder Hu's mother was a fox demon with considerable cultivation, comparable to the Nascent Soul stage. However, she was not usually in the Guangcheng Sect, so it would take quite a bit of effort to invite her back.

Elder Hu was preparing to make the first move to entangle the other party in order to buy time, but he did not expect that before he could make a move, Elder Du had already been provoked into fighting with Zhu Fukun.

Elder Du flew into the air, closed his eyes, and channeled his spiritual energy, condensing the spiritual energy around him into countless sword blades that shot straight at Zhu Fukun's face, densely packed and blotting out the sky.

Zhu Fukun, however, remained calm and composed, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and simply stood there without making a move!

Then, many sword blades crashed into a transparent spiritual energy shield and shattered—Zhu Fukun was wearing some kind of magical treasure, which allowed him to easily withstand the attacks of a Golden Core cultivator!

"You've finished your moves? Then it's my turn!"

As Zhu Fukun spoke coldly, he flicked a small, four-legged, multicolored glass cauldron from his sleeve. The cauldron spun continuously, flew into the air, and then suddenly grew larger, becoming as large as a mountain, before crashing down on Elder Du.

Elder Hu recognized the small glass cauldron as a high-grade earth-rank magic treasure and shouted anxiously, "Not good! Run!"

However, as the small glass cauldron grew larger, it emitted a strange pressure that rendered almost everyone present unable to move, leaving them only able to watch helplessly as it crashed down.

At the critical moment, Fang Xianyu spent some energy points to send out several earth-遁符 (earth-遁符) from his sleeve, dragging Elder Du into the ground and pulling him to his side. Then, with a loud "thud," the glazed cauldron crashed solidly into the ground, its four legs sinking deep into the earth. The impact not only caused the soil and rocks to crack, but also instantly withered all the vegetation, turning the entire area into a black scorched wasteland!
This guy actually came up with a killing move right from the start!
Elder Hu was furious. Although Guangcheng Sect was a small sect, it had never been treated like this before. As soon as the pressure from the Glazed Cauldron dissipated, he immediately released the pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator and shouted, "How arrogant! I wonder if the Misty Golden Immortal knows about your behavior!"

Zhu Fukun retorted angrily, "You don't need to use my aunt to intimidate me! What difference does it make if the Guangcheng Sect is destroyed?"

After speaking, he turned his head and glared fiercely at Fang Xianyu, saying, "What do you have that can withstand the pressure of a Rank 1 magic weapon? If you know what's good for you, hand it over, or I'll beat you to a pulp!"

Fang Xianyu had only heard of Zhu Fukun during his first playthrough and had never interacted with him. Seeing him in this state, he was speechless. No wonder his mother, the Misty Golden Immortal, had to prepare dozens of bodies for him. With his suicidal nature and brain-dead mind, it would be lucky if he didn't die once a day!

(End of this chapter)