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Chapter 249 Preparations Before Departure! (2 words, Update 15)

"The City of Glazed Light?"

Wei Banmeng's cool eyes flickered slightly, and she subconsciously repeated the name that carried a strange beauty.

He immediately recalled the information he had just glanced at on Fang Qingyu's phone.

Location: Located in the western part of the central Arctic Great Wall defense line, it is situated within a natural barrier formed by several massive icebergs. It is also one of the few frontline cities that directly borders the frozen marginal sea.

Power structure: dominated by the long-established and powerful "Jiang Clan" religious family within the Federation.

The proportion of Chosen Ones is extremely high, far exceeding that of other strongholds, and they have been continuously expanding their recruitment and absorbing powerful warriors as supplements.

The ghosts over there produce a material called "glass beads".

Its value is equivalent to five life beads of the same rank!
City Status: Crimson (The defense line is under immense pressure recently, facing high-intensity, multi-wave attacks from the Death Demons, and urgently needs a large number of mid-to-high-level combat forces for support!)

Wei Banmeng's gaze snapped out of her reverie and refocused on Fang Qingyu's face, a hint of curiosity in her eyes: "Why did you choose this place?"

Chu Kuanglan scratched his head and said, "Yeah, Captain, that place looks so cold and desolate, surrounded by icebergs. It sounds so suffocating. How about we go to 'Ironforge'? The lava geothermal area! Sounds exciting! It's so much fun swinging a hammer and hammering iron!"

Lu Jiuyuan didn't speak, but his gaze was questioning, clearly indicating that he was also weighing his options.

Fang Qingyu seemed to have anticipated their reaction. His eyes, as calm as molten gold, were expressionless, and a slight, analytical smile played at the corners of his lips.

There are several reasons.

His voice was calm and clear, as if he were stating a battle plan.

“First, the pressure on the front lines is immense.” Fang Qingyu held up his first finger. “Deep red alert, urgently needing support. What does this mean? It means that once we get there, we’ll immediately have a role to play, we can immediately join the battle! We don’t have to worry about being idle or being sent to perform some unimportant patrol missions. What we need is real combat, we need to hone ourselves under high pressure. The greater the pressure, the faster we improve.”

Wei Banmeng nodded thoughtfully.

This point is undeniable.

“Secondly, they lack martial artists.” Fang Qingyu held up a second finger. “The data clearly states that they have been recruiting more martial artists. What does this mean? It means that if we, as martial artists, go there, it will be a godsend! We are a scarce resource! We will be more likely to gain attention, more likely to get core combat missions, and more likely to quickly establish ourselves and integrate into their defense system. We won’t have to worry about being excluded.”

Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan exchanged a glance and slowly nodded. This was indeed a real advantage.

“Third,” Fang Qingyu held up his third finger, his gaze sweeping over the three of them with a knowing look, “Glassy Beads! One bead is worth five Life Beads! You know how precious this resource is. In Glazed Light City, as long as we are willing to put in the effort and risk our lives, we will not lack this top-tier resource! Our cultivation speed will be greatly increased! That’s the real benefit.”

The three of them lit up when cultivation resources were mentioned.

Strength is fundamental, and the allure of the glass beads is undeniable.

“Fourth,” Fang Qingyu lowered his hand, his tone slightly relaxed, “the Jiang family’s reputation. I’ve investigated, and among all the forces leading the front lines, the Jiang family has a very good reputation for treating ‘external aid.’ Although they have a strict hierarchy and theocracy within their ranks, they are relatively fair to outsiders, with clear rewards and punishments, and rarely have any history of withholding military merits or suppressing outsiders. When we go there, at least we don’t have to worry about being stabbed in the back by our own people or having our credit stolen.”

He paused for a moment, then concluded, "The pressure is high, there are battles to fight, we are valued, resources are abundant, and the person in charge is relatively reliable. All things considered, Glazed City is our best choice at present."

This analysis was well-reasoned and presented the advantages of the Glazed City clearly to the three of them.

The last trace of doubt in Wei Banmeng's eyes completely disappeared, and even a hint of approval appeared on her cold face: "Your analysis is very thorough, I have no objection, this is indeed a very good choice."

"Hehe, there's a fight to be had, resources to be gained, and the master isn't ruthless, so what are we waiting for? This is it!"

Chu Kuanglan grinned and slapped his thigh hard.

Lu Jiuyuan succinctly replied, "Agreed."

Fang Qingyu felt a slight sense of relief as he looked at the three people who had been persuaded.

His reasons were all true; the City of Glazed Light did indeed possess these tangible advantages.

But there were actually two other core factors that truly drove him to make this choice.

The first one was a message sent by Hong Qitian after he learned that they were going to the Arctic.

I suggested they go to the City of Glazed Light.

Although he didn't give a reason, the old man's words couldn't be ignored.

He won't harm himself.

Fang Qingyu was quite certain of this.

The second reason, of course, is the fate ghost over there.

As one of the few cities bordering the sea, the sea is teeming with all sorts of sea monsters.

For Fang Qingyu, this was a mobile skill point bank.

Currently, many character illustrations are missing only one or two types, which sound like they are characters from the sea.

If we go there this time...

As long as my luck isn't too bad, I should be able to collect a few more Destiny Ghost illustrations.

Of course, the reasons Fang Qingyu initially gave to everyone were all true.

Those benefits are real and tangible for everyone.

"it is good."

Fang Qingyu put away his phone and glanced at the three people. "Since no one has any objections, then the target is set: Liuli Light City."

"When to set off?"

Wei Banmeng asked.

Fang Qingyu pondered for a moment and then gave a clear deadline:

"One month later!"

……

for the rest of the time.

This tranquil and sacred place of cultivation has once again been filled with a tense and efficient pace.

Fang Qingyu resumed his profession as the "Death Slayer Executioner".

After my daily, unwavering individual training session.

He then took Jiang Wei and plunged into the "hunting area" they had visited before.

With the Thunderclap Shadow activated, his figure moved like a ghost through the underground.

The Dragon Sparrow's Blade of Calamity, wreathed in dark gold calamity fire and bone-corroding lightning, was precise and deadly.

Or, with a punch as powerful as a dragon, the ferocious force of the Nine Hells Breaking Limit instantly shattered the core of the Life Demon.

Each kill is accompanied by a subtle fluctuation in the skill point numbers on the skill chart.

After killing him, Fang Qingyu did not leave immediately.

Instead, he skillfully pulled out specially made dissection tools.

He squatted beside the still-warm corpse of the dead, like the most composed surgeon.

The blade precisely sliced ​​through the tough membrane, peeled away the twisted bones, searching for valuable materials: core crystals, organs imbued with special energy, and hardened claws.
The process of dissection is not merely a means of acquiring resources.

You can also gain experience as a deadly executioner.

Jiang Wei stood quietly by her side.

They might sit on a protruding rock or float in mid-air.

Her little mouth was always sucking on a lollipop, and her clear red eyes were like the most sophisticated radar, vigilantly scanning the surrounding environment to prevent other ghosts from attacking. She would also occasionally give brief suggestions on the difficulties Fang Qingyu encountered during his autopsies.

This is called practice makes perfect.

After seeing it many times, I gradually learned how to do it.

Of course, besides hunting and dissection.

Fang Qingyu executed the daily training plan to the extreme.

On the martial arts field.

The trajectory of the Thunderclap Shadow became increasingly elusive, often leaving only a faint afterimage at the target point before its true form appeared at another tricky angle.

The Nine Hells Breaking Limit Fist's energy was condensed to a substantial degree, striking the specially made alloy target. It penetrated deeply like a red-hot drill bit, concentrating its power and exploding with destructive force.

The blade light of Yuan Yue Long Chi carried a majestic dragon roar that seemed to judge the heavens and earth. A dark golden lightning dragon roared past, and the target fell silently, its broken edge as smooth as a mirror, with the residual aura of lightning and fire lingering for a long time.

As his mastery of his own power deepened, Fang Qingyu began to attempt to integrate the Bone-Eating Thunder, Crimson Blaze Fire, and the sharpness of the Dragon Sparrow's Calamity Slash, as well as the domineering nature of the Dragon's True Meaning, at a deeper level.

Each swing of the sword seemed to be sculpting an unparalleled weapon of destruction.

Under such intense practical training and rigorous practice.

Time slips away silently, like sand through your fingers.

Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan were also busy.

On one hand, they were processing their insights from the Ghost Festival battle and pushing their own limits.

On the other hand, through various channels, including the encrypted database within the Divine Administration Bureau, occasional guidance from Senior Yan Shouzhen, and even some special encrypted forums, they frantically absorbed all information about the Arctic front, especially the City of Glazed Light.

The more they learned, the heavier their hearts became.

As Fang Qingyu said, the Arctic front is by no means monolithic.

Those twenty-odd human settlements were far more complex than they had imagined.

The various factions left over from before the federal unification were deeply entrenched.

The Federation's powerful military corps, ancient and deeply rooted divine races, mercenary groups supported by powerful super-conglomerates, and even some civilian armed forces with strong regional characteristics or special beliefs.
Each of them occupies a place within the Great Wall defense line, possessing relatively independent command authority, resource allocation authority, and internal operating rules.

Although the goals are the same.

To resist the southward advance of the evil spirits.

However, undercurrents and frictions are constantly surging between them for resources, for the right to speak, for the division of defense zones, and even for certain historical grievances.

"It's practically a miniature version of the Warring States period."

As Wei Banmeng looked at the records of several conflicts between different armed groups within the defense zone over hunting grounds or resource points, her usually cold face became grave.

"Hey, it's not just the Warring States period." Chu Kuanglan curled his lip and pointed to another document. "See this? The 'Snow Wolf Mercenary Group' is backed by several armed oligarchs. Most of its members are mercenaries, and they're incredibly fierce. They've been arguing with the Federation's directly subordinate 'Ice Blade Brigade' over the division of defense zones in 'Black Ice Canyon' for almost ten years, and they almost came to blows!"

Lu Jiuyuan crossed his arms and said in a deep voice, "There's also the 'Deep Diver Camp,' which is said to be infiltrated by many cultists who worship ancient deep-sea gods. They act mysteriously and have tense relations with other strongholds. When we go there, we will not only have to face the Ghost of Fate, but also be constantly on guard against these 'our own people.'"

Besides these overt forces.

What alarmed them even more was the composition of the personnel.

The origins of the population in the City of Crystal Light, or rather, the human settlements along the entire Arctic front, are extremely complex.

Besides, there are "reinforcements" like them, dispatched by the federal government or the Bureau of Justice.

There are also a large number of civilian second-level masters who volunteered to go to the front line.

They were motivated by resources, breakthroughs, or blood feuds.

There is also a large number of "locals".

These people are the descendants of the pioneers who, over the past century, went to the front lines one after another and ultimately chose to settle down and multiply.

They were born and raised here, struggling from childhood amidst the shadows of fate and the smoke of war.

He was intimately familiar with the environment at the front lines, the habits of the ghosts, and even the "unspoken rules" of each stronghold.

They constitute the most solid yet most exclusive grassroots force on the front lines.

"No wonder Master said that being at the second tier is nothing special there."

Wei Banmeng closed the tablet and rubbed his temples. "Think about it. Every year, special teams like ours go there, and there are also experts from the general public signing up. Add to that the number of second-generation, third-generation, and second-tier local talents who have grown up in the fighting, and they are probably as numerous as the fish crossing the river."

“It’s really stressful.”

Chu Kuanglan sighed, a rare occurrence, then clenched his fist. "Damn it, this is good! More experts, more fun! I refuse to believe that with our strength, we can't make a name for ourselves in a place like that!"

Lu Jiuyuan's eyes were sharp. He didn't speak, but a fighting spirit was faintly rising around him.

……

A month passed quickly amidst the daily grind of training, hunting, and intelligence gathering.

On the training ground. Boom—!!!
Fang Qingyu's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint purple-blue lightning mark that was almost imperceptible.

The next moment, he appeared on the side of a thickened alloy target stake a hundred meters away.

There was no earth-shattering momentum.

On his right fist, dark golden dragon scale patterns instantly covered his skin. Crimson Calamity Fire and Bone-Corroding Lightning merged perfectly, forming a layer of condensed, tangible dark golden fist energy, which, like a red-hot branding iron, silently imprinted itself on the target.

Breaking through the Nine Hells!

boom! ! !
A dull, heart-stopping explosion.

The superalloy target pile, a full meter thick, was as if it had been instantly squeezed by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press.

Centered on the fist imprint, a terrifying pit, half a foot deep, with melted and twisted edges, suddenly dented inward.

The violent power was compressed to the extreme, confined within the range of the fist imprint, with no energy leakage whatsoever.

The target trembled violently, groaning under the strain. Its surface was covered with fine, spiderweb-like cracks, yet it stubbornly held on without collapsing.

This means that Fang Qingyu's control over power has reached a level where he can control it at will and make it as solid as steel!
"The Dragon Edict of Yuanyue!"

Fang Qingyu gave a low shout, and the Dragon Sparrow Blade was instantly drawn.

choke--!
The sound of the blade was clear and resonant, carrying a majesty that pierced straight to the soul.

On the blade, the platinum lightning and dark red tribulation fire were no longer simply intertwined, but rather, as if they had come to life, they transformed into countless tiny dragon-shaped lightning and flame runes, which roamed and roared across the dark gold blade.

Cut it out with one knife!

hold head high--! ! !
A majestic dragon roar that shook the training ground resounded through the heavens!

A condensed, almost tangible, dark gold lightning flame blade aura shot out from the blade, instantly transforming into a lifelike, majestic dragon nearly thirty meters long!
The dragon's horns were sharp and its scales were bristling, with a cold light that seemed to cut through space flowing from the edge of each scale.

Within the dragon's eyes burned an unparalleled will to annihilate all things and judge the heavens and earth.

The dragon roared as it swept past another target.

laugh--!
Like a hot knife slicing through solidified air.

The target was silently split in two, with the upper half slowly sliding down the smooth, mirror-like cut surface.

At the break, a thin layer of dark gold, as pure as glass, exuded a chilling aura of sharpness and destruction.

The ultimate realm!

With the Dragon Edict of Yuanyue, they broke through the Nine Prisons and both stepped into the Great Completion Realm!

In the past month, with the terrifying speed boost from the Dragon Soul Resonance, coupled with his own relentless hard work and the feedback from life-and-death battles, Fang Qingyu has once again achieved a qualitative leap in his martial arts system.

Not only that.

Om-! ! !
Fang Qingyu's mind stirred slightly.

A layer of flowing dark gold color instantly covered the body surface.

Beneath his skin, countless fine dragon scale phantoms seemed to be moving about, his muscles bulged, and his bones emitted a deep dragon roar.

A terrifying pressure, heavy as a mountain and domineering as a dragon god, suddenly spread out from him!
Nine Tribulations Body, Great Success!

Provides up to 9 points of Jade Bone attribute!
At the same time, an even more ancient and vast power, seemingly originating from the depths of one's bloodline, began to awaken.

Amidst the dark gold sheen on the skin's surface, more complex and majestic dragon totem patterns faintly emerge.

A surge of overwhelming power filled my entire body.

Having successfully entered the Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body, he has mastered the basics.

Add 2 more points to Jade Bone attribute!
In addition to the original 10 points of Jade Bone.

At this moment, Fang Qingyu's Jade Bone attribute has reached an astonishing 21 points!
Bone density, strength, toughness, and the ability to bear and transmit force have all reached an unbelievable level.

Breakthroughs in hard skills lead to comprehensive improvement.

Basic strength, defense, explosive power, and recovery ability all increase accordingly!

This month-long, frenzied career as a "death knell" has also brought rich rewards.

More than forty skill points have been gained!

Without the slightest hesitation.

[Consuming 20 skill points, Dragon Transformation is now at its maximum level!]

[Consuming 20 skill points, Nine Tribulations Body has been upgraded to Mastery!]

Thus, the Nine Tribulations Azure Dragon Body, which had just been mastered, was no longer needed.

Several core martial arts techniques mastered by Fang Qingyu.

The Nine Tribulations Body, Nine Hells Breakthrough, Abyss Mountain Dragon Edict, and Dragon Transformation have all been upgraded to the Great Perfection.

Both subjects depend on your own efforts.

Both skills were upgraded using skill points.

All the others have also been upgraded to the minor mastery level.

The strength of the martial arts system has undergone tremendous changes compared to a month ago.

Regarding the Border Patrol system, thanks to the massive amount of Cultist resources that Jiang Wei receives every month.

Fang Qingyu's cultivation also did not slacken.

Both Divine Judgment and Eternal Night Armor have been upgraded to Lv.2.

Upgrade ultimate skills and core abilities.

The power of Divine Judgment and Heavenly Guidance is definitely much greater than before.

However, I didn't have the chance to try it.

Only the Eternal Night Blaze Armor was tested, and its enhanced defense, strength, and control over dark power all saw a significant improvement.

The two systems are progressing in tandem, resulting in a surge in strength.

This terrifying rate of progress, visible to the naked eye, was observed by Wei Banmeng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan, who trained together every day.

The impact it brought was extremely shocking.

boom!
Chu Kuanglan was once again sent flying by a condensed fist strike from Fang Qingyu, rolling several times on the ground before finally stopping.

He lay sprawled on the cold alloy floor, staring at the ceiling, his chest heaving violently, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Huff...I...I finally know," Chu Kuanglan gasped, his voice heavy with exhaustion and a numb sense of感慨, "What did those junior brothers in the martial arts school feel when they looked at me before?"

It was a deep feeling of powerlessness.

A kind of despair where you watch the figure grow ever smaller and smaller, and you can't even muster the thought of chasing after it.

monster!

A real monster!

Wei Banmeng and Lu Jiuyuan stood aside, silently watching Chu Kuanglan lying on the ground, and then looked at Fang Qingyu, whose aura was as deep and unfathomable as if he had just warmed up.

Both of their eyes were filled with an indescribable complexity.

Admiration, shock, and a hint of helplessness that even they themselves were unwilling to admit.

……

There are only three days left until the agreed-upon one-month deadline.

Dusk.

The ancient streets of Chang'an have shed their daytime hustle and bustle.

The bluestone path was bathed in a warm orange-red hue by the setting sun. Most of the shops along the river had already closed, leaving only a few dim lanterns swaying in the evening breeze.

The river flowed gently, reflecting the last rays of the magnificent sunset on the horizon, creating a shimmering effect.

Fang Qingyu sat alone on a small stool on the riverbank.

He held an ordinary bamboo fishing rod in his hand.

The fishing line dangles into the flowing river, swaying gently with the ripples.

Wearing a simple gray casual outfit, he concealed all his aura, looking like an ordinary young man whiling away the time by the river.

His eyes, like molten gold, gazed at the fragments of gold leaping on the river's surface, his gaze calm and undisturbed.

It felt like I was about to head to the Arctic meat grinder a month from now, with that terrifying being called the Drought Demon, and the intricate frontline situation.
All the heavy pressure was temporarily washed away by the babbling water and the warm sunset.

Only this moment of tranquility remains.

Fang Qingyu quite enjoyed the tranquility.

Time passes slowly.

The last rays of the setting sun were gradually swallowed up by the eaves of the houses on the opposite bank of the river.

The light and shadow on the bluestone path lengthened and became hazy.

at this time.

Behind us, in the dimly lit alley leading deep into the ancient street.

A soft, somewhat dragging sound of footsteps approached.

A figure wearing a faded old-fashioned jacket, with messy gray hair, and carrying a fishing rod set, swayed out of the alley entrance.

It was Hong Qitian.

He seemed to have had a little to drink; his face was flushed with a slight intoxication, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused.

I glanced at the riverbank out of habit, my gaze sweeping across the water.

When I saw that gray figure sitting on a stool, quietly fishing.

Hong Qitian's eyes, blurry with drunkenness, suddenly narrowed.

That slight tipsiness vanished instantly, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head!
The expression on his face froze instantly.

It was as if I had seen a ghost.

next second.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Hong Qitian suddenly turned around!
His movements were so fast that they were completely out of character for his drunken old man appearance.

Head down, steps hurried, even a little flustered.

Without turning his head back.

They disappeared back into the dimly lit alley.

The footsteps quickly faded into the distance, disappearing into the depths of the alley.

It's like it never happened.

river bank.

Fang Qingyu maintained his fishing posture.

The fingers holding the fishing rod twitched almost imperceptibly.

Watching the old man turn and leave
His lips twitched slightly.

Is it really necessary?

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