Cultivating Immortality: Starting from Ferrying Passengers

Chapter 111 Ambush and Counterattack
Fang Jingxuan was somewhat puzzled, as the [Spur of the Moment] ability would only be passively triggered when one's safety was threatened.

What risks could there be in simply going out hunting?

Could it be that we'll run into a late-stage Qi Refining demon beast this time we go out?

Fang Jingxuan carefully assessed the severity of this "spur-of-the-moment" warning and found that compared to when he encountered the Golden Core Golden Cicada before, this warning could only be described as impetuous.

This level of warning indicates that the dangers you are about to encounter will only cause you some trouble, but will not endanger your life.

At the level of restlessness and above that, it is a state of unease and anxiety. This is a warning that one is about to encounter a very serious danger. If not handled properly, injury is inevitable, and death may even be possible.

Further up, there's the moment when one is immersed in the immense spiritual power of the Golden Core Golden Cicada. This level of warning is fear-inducing, and instinct urges Fang Jingxuan to escape quickly, or he will surely die.

Fang Jingxuan had only encountered such a serious warning once. Even when he encountered the Foundation Establishment Demon Turtle, he only felt restless and moved up a little, but he didn't immediately turn around and run away.

Right now, Fang Jingxuan only felt a little restless and uneasy, but he did not feel worried or afraid.

Therefore, even if danger is encountered next, it will only be a little trouble and not a fatal crisis.

Fang Jingxuan simply didn't understand the source of this crisis. For over a year, the "whim" hadn't been triggered, so why did it have to happen at this particular time?

Thinking of this, Fang Jingxuan's gaze toward Wu Laosan became deep and thoughtful.

"Brother Jingxuan, let's hurry up and hunt one as soon as possible so we can sell the meat when we get back tonight."

Could it be him?

Fang Jingxuan looked at the enthusiastic Wu Laosan, and couldn't see anything unusual on his face.

"You can't see into someone's heart," Fang Jingxuan thought to himself, but he remained outwardly calm. He wanted to see what tricks Wu Laosan was up to.

"Yes, let's get going while it's still light."

Two hundred miles into the wilderness, Fang Jingxuan and Wu Laosan rode in a camel and hurriedly arrived here.

Ahead lies the habitat of the dragon-horned deer that we observed yesterday. This herd of deer will linger in the same spot for a few days before potentially moving on to other places.

"The road ahead is narrow, and it will be difficult for you, tortoise, to walk. In order to avoid disturbing the herd of dragon-horned deer, let's leave it where it is for now."

By the river, Wu Laosan made this suggestion to Fang Jingxuan, while his eyes darted around, as if trying to find something.

He only calmed down after seeing the faint markings on the trees on one side.

Upon hearing this, Fang Jingxuan's unease intensified; this was a reminder from his "whim."

Fang Jingxuan sneered inwardly, "Do you want to sever my connection with Tuoyuan first?"

Yes, in his eyes, he only relied on Tuoyuan. If Tuoyuan were not by his side, he, a mere Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator, could be manipulated at will.

By this point, Fang Jingxuan was already getting impatient. He wasn't good at suppressing his emotions, especially in front of someone he could easily kill with a slap, so there was no need for him to pretend.

Thinking of this, Fang Jingxuan's smile faded, and he asked coldly:

"Old Wu, I've been pretty good to you, haven't I? I gave you spirit stones first, and then promised to share the spoils with you. Is this how you treat me?"

At this moment, Wu Laosan looked completely bewildered. He stared at Fang Jingxuan with a puzzled expression, as if he had no idea what the other person was talking about.

Very well, very innocent, but Fang Jingxuan chose not to believe it.

Fang Jingxuan then took out the Zhenyue Mace from his storage bag and said to Wu Laosan, "It's alright, let us try it out and see if anyone will come to save you when I strike with this mace."

After saying that, Fang Jingxuan began to channel his magic power into the Zhenyue Mace. Immediately, an extremely heavy feeling pressed down on Wu Laosan's heart.

"Are you crazy? What are you trying to do? Are you kidding me?"

Wu Laosan retreated repeatedly, clearly unprepared for Fang Jingxuan's sudden change of attitude.

How could someone who was just calling me "brother" so politely turn on me so heartlessly? Even if I wanted to scheme against you, shouldn't you have shown negative emotions like surprise, disappointment, regret, and despair only after learning the truth?

Why are you skipping these steps and letting me experience it first?

Wu Laosan couldn't understand, but Fang Jingxuan wasn't bluffing. He conjured up the Zhenyue Mace out of thin air and smashed it hard towards Wu Laosan's forehead.

If that blow had landed, Wu Laosan would have definitely suffered a fatal head injury.

At this critical moment, a magical artifact suddenly flew rapidly from the dense forest nearby, knocking Wu Laosan away.

"You said you didn't call anyone, Wu Laosan, you almost fooled me, hahaha, I knew there weren't any good people in Baishan, and it turns out you were right."

Fang Jingxuan held a mace in one hand and secretly tapped a small bell with the other, then looked ahead and sneered.

At this moment, four cultivators quietly appeared around him. Each of them was a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator, with the leader being a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator and the other three being fifth-level Qi Refining cultivators.

"Useless! You didn't even realize you'd given yourself away. You failed to separate that turtle, which means we'll have to spend even more combat supplies this time, and those will all be deducted from your share."

The leading monk was about forty years old and had a very ordinary appearance; he would not attract attention in a crowd.

But after this person spoke, Wu Laosan didn't dare to refute him at all. He silently retreated to the side, his eyes filled with hatred for Fang Jingxuan.

Why not just follow my steps? Why complicate things?

"Fellow Daoist Fang, we are also here for wealth. How about this: give us your storage bag, magic artifact, and that tortoise, and we'll let you go?"

Fang Jingxuan felt that these words were similar to what the group of cultivators who robbed him on the way back from the wilderness had said.

It seems this rhetoric is quite effective; otherwise, why would these cultivators all be so surprisingly similar?

"Looks like you've got me figured out. Four mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators, yet you're quite cautious with me alone."

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive my ignorance, but you can't be careless in this kind of business. I already figured out your background yesterday."

Fang Jingxuan, you used to make a living by ferrying passengers, but after you made a fortune in Xianlin'ao, you stopped doing the ferry business and have been living in seclusion in the market.

You were at the fourth level of Qi Refining two years ago, and you're still at the fourth level. It seems you haven't made much progress.

Fang Jingxuan listened attentively to what the other person said. Although many details were missing, the general points were correct. If it were another cultivator, he would probably be dead today.

But today you've met me!
Seeing that the other three were making various small moves while their leader was speaking, Fang Jingxuan didn't want to waste words with them. So he patted his spirit bag and revealed a ferocious smile.

And so, the celestial and terrestrial network of latitude and longitude is opened!

Activate the Sea-Suppressing Divine Power!

The technique of sealing the head of the town, activate!

(End of this chapter)