Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 289 Amazing Harvest from a Wild Cultivator
Fang Shu stood on the mountain peak, his gaze hesitant as he looked at the storage bag he had recently acquired.

Without him needing to speak, the Deer Chariot Immortal in the sky smiled gently and pointed a finger at Fang Shu's front.

A wisp of golden light emanated from the other party's fingertips and landed on the storage bag, instantly washing away all the restrictions and markings on the bag.

"Thank you, Sandu!" Fang Shu was overjoyed and quickly bowed to the Earth Immortal Luche.

Then he probed the bag with his divine sense.

An excited look immediately appeared on his face. With a whoosh, he flicked his fingers, and the openings of several storage bags opened, releasing several more thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

And its number is only one less than that of Fang Shu, totaling seven!
In other words, Fang Shu was alone, and he brought back fifteen and a half thousand-year-old spiritual herbs when he returned from the secret realm.

Such a harvest was even more impressive for the already composed and nonchalant deer-cart, ox-cart, and sheep-cart drivers.

After a slight pause, they burst into hearty laughter: "Hahaha! You young man, you're really something!"

"We old folks are truly blessed to have so many medicinal herbs."

The surrounding immortals, who had been eyeing Fang Shu with envy, now looked at him with a more benevolent gaze.

This young man alone brought out so many spiritual herbs. If we add the ones from others, then their trip to the secret realm of the Five Viscera Temple will be incredibly fruitful. It's estimated that all the Earth Immortals in the temple can get a share of the spoils.

Such a joyous occasion naturally met with no objection.

Fang Shu was equally surprised that Hui Yi had so many spiritual herbs.

However, considering that the other party's strength was the strongest he had seen in the secret realm, and that he had also obtained some kind of fortuitous inheritance, plus that this guy had killed so many fellow disciples of the Bone Temple, it was normal for him to have so many spiritual herbs.

With a whoosh, another golden light fell from the fingertips of the Deer Chariot Earth Immortal, taking away all fifteen portions of the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. Then, the other party picked up the half portion of medicine that Fang Shu had sliced ​​from a distance.

The Earth Immortal Luche chuckled, "You youngster, you are truly wasting a precious talent."

The Earth Immortal Deer Cart held up the half-portion of the elixir for the other Earth Immortals around him to see, and spoke in a reproachful tone:
"Look at this, everyone. Such a fine medicinal herb has been ruined like this. Its medicinal properties are mixed up and it's broken into pieces. It can only be eaten like candy, like chicken ribs."

The other Earth Immortals looked on, their faces also showing regret:

"Hey, this kid, he's really ruthless."

Immediately, the Deer Chariot Immortal casually tossed the half-portion of spiritual medicine toward Fang Shu, saying:
"We won't fight you for the candy; we'll keep it for ourselves."

Upon seeing this, Fang Shu was slightly taken aback, but then overjoyed and bowed to the Earth Immortal Lu Che: "Yes, disciple thanks you, San Du."

At this moment, the others also realized what was happening and glanced at the Deer Cart Immortal.

Someone muttered sourly to themselves, "So all that talk was just to give this guy half of the elixir. Even if the medicinal properties are ruined, it's still the base of a thousand-year-old elixir."

Some even hatched a plan, staring intently at the half-portion of spiritual medicine in Fang Shu's hand.

However, these people immediately became alert and abandoned the idea. After returning the elixir, the Earth Immortal Luche scanned the surrounding people with his divine sense, a half-smile on his face.

"It's only half a portion, and it's already been ruined, so let's just give this old deer some face," many people thought to themselves.

In contrast to the harmonious scene at the Five Stomachs Temple, the other four sects are different.

They all stared with extreme envy, but due to the rules they had agreed upon earlier, they didn't dare to say anything for the time being.

One of them said with a chuckle:
"Fifteen thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, this is the most among all the disciples. It seems that the Five Organs Temple may take the lead this time... However, nearly half of these herbs were contributed by the disciples of the Dry Bone Temple."

"Deer Chariot Immortal, you should thank the fellow Daoists of the Dry Bone Temple!"

Upon hearing this, the Earth Immortal Luche maintained his smile and calmly replied, "If we win first place, our temple will certainly continue to maintain good relations with you all in the future, and we will not break the rules."

Fang Shu listened and immediately gleaned something from the words of the two Earth Immortals.

"It seems that the five sects of Mount Lu will decide on some important matters based on the number of spiritual herbs that their disciples have collected."

At this moment, another earth immortal in the Dry Bones Temple couldn't help but shout:

"Only ten or so plants, and you think you've already won? Fellow Daoists of Rongyan Palace, you haven't said anything yet."

"Also, those seven plants should have been returned to my Dry Bone Temple. At the very least, they should have been removed from the competition."

These words immediately caused the smiling Lu Che Di Xian and the others to change their expressions and look coldly at the group from the Ku Gu Temple.

It was that same old skull, nicknamed "Skinny Bones," who couldn't help but let out another low growl:
"Enough! If you continue to embarrass yourself, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Stop arguing! Let's see what the next disciple can do!"

Although he was reprimanding his own Earth Immortals and disciples, the old skull unleashed its ferocity, its powerful divine sense instantly covering the entire Five Elders Peak, causing the three Earth Immortals, including Lu Che, to show expressions of fear.

This move was clearly a warning to others not to take his "Ghost View" as a joke. If they continued to ridicule him, they shouldn't blame him for turning on them.

At this moment, the male immortal leading the Rongyan Palace, stroking his long beard, also spoke up:
"Old man thin is right. Let's continue to observe. If the Five Internal Organs Temple truly wins this trip to the secret realm, then my Rongyan Palace will have no objections."

Despite saying this, the speaker's tone was indifferent and condescending, clearly indicating that he did not believe that Fang Shu alone could change the overall situation.

And so, the atmosphere among the immortals at the scene, initially tense, then relaxed, and everyone returned to calm, turning their attention back to the exit.

Soon, the light at the exit flickered again, and several more immortals emerged from it.

After these immortals appeared, they immediately looked around in surprise, and all stared intently at Fang Shu in the Five Internal Organs Temple.

Seeing that Fang Shu was unharmed and that there were no more disciples of the Bone Temple around, but there was a pool of blood at the bottom of the hundred-foot valley, the disciples immediately realized what was going on.

The black rat, in particular, looked quite disappointed.

However, the boy didn't say much. He lowered his head and quietly returned to the mountain where the Five Internal Organs Temple was located, paying his respects to the Three Capitals at the top.

"Greetings, Three Capitals!" "Greetings, Elder!"

Having witnessed the astonishment Fang Shu had just caused, the five sects' Earth Immortals were quite eager to see the disciples who followed closely behind, and quickly asked them to open their storage bags.

Some of the more impatient ones even took matters into their own hands, using their divine sense to erase the marks left by the Qi Refining Immortals and examine the items themselves.

However, to the disappointment of the Five Immortal Sects, although the quality of the later batch of disciples was better than that of those who came out earlier, and almost everyone had a thousand-year-old spiritual herb, the best of them were only four plants.

On the other side of the stomach, the black rat happened to pull out three plants.

Such a number is also considered excellent, and according to the temple's rules, it can reliably guarantee one's position as a Foundation Establishment Immortal.

Lu Chesan was also pleased with this, but his attitude was clearly different from when he faced Fang Shu earlier. He only offered a word of encouragement before accepting the elixir.

As the black rat returned to the group, it casually glanced up at Fang Shu.

The next moment, he found Fang Shu staring directly at him with bright eyes.

Seeing him look over, Fang Shu smiled, as if welcoming his fellow disciple.

Their eyes met. Black Rat felt a sudden tightness in his chest for no reason, then lowered his head, even cupping his hands in a respectful gesture towards Fang Shu, before discreetly retreating into the crowd.

Fang Shu looked on, seemingly satisfied with the black rat's retreat, then looked away and gazed elsewhere.

But in reality, Fang Shu's mind was racing. He was repeatedly comparing and carefully analyzing the behavior of the black rat he had seen in the secret realm with the other party's actions when they took out the three thousand-year-old spiritual herbs:

"This child only possesses a pseudo-spiritual root, yet he not only distinguished himself in the great battle between the two sects but also managed to harvest three spiritual herbs in this secret realm. He is truly not to be underestimated!"

Fang Shu vaguely sensed that perhaps the three spiritual herbs were not the black rat's true abilities.

After all, the other party dared to target Dai Jintong, a potential Foundation Establishment cultivator, not long after entering the secret realm, but was ultimately outmaneuvered by Fang Shu, which led to their failure.

Fang Shu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "I am the dark horse, and this black rat seems to be one of them as well."

At the same time, a number of thoughts suddenly arose in his mind.

Such a dark horse from the bottom, although he has tried his best to conceal it, has achieved such great success, so he must have some big secrets. Who knows, he may have also earned a share of the inheritance in the secret realm.

If he hadn't known this, it wouldn't have mattered, but now that he did, Fang Shu felt he had to make some careful plans.

Especially that scoundrel Black Rat, his heart is cold and ruthless, a traitor who murdered his master and slaughtered the entire school. Since he stole this boy's things, we must be wary!

A chill rose in Fang Shu's heart, quite turbulently.

However, on the surface, he kept his eyelids slightly closed, appearing calm and composed. Occasionally, when disciples came up to chat, he would smile constantly, showing a familiarity with them.

Fang Shu didn't even glance at the black rat again, as if he had forgotten about the man.

The black rat landed in the crowd.

He kept a close eye on Fang Shu, because the way Fang Shu had looked at him with a smile earlier had really made his heart pound. He only felt a little relieved when he saw that Fang Shu didn't look at him again.

He thought to himself, "Thank goodness, I only brought out three plants. If I had brought out more, I might have been targeted by that guy surnamed Fang."

This scoundrel is no good!

After pondering silently for a while, Black Rat hid in the crowd, becoming even more inconspicuous. When someone came to talk to him, he only mentioned "luck" repeatedly.

Time passed quickly.

Within three days of Fang Shu leaving the secret realm, almost everyone inside had come out.

Fang Shu's acquaintances, such as Er Daiyuan, Zong Qingxue, and Jiao Lulu, also withdrew in time and each of them gained a lot.

Even Senior Sister Fang Lu managed to obtain two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, clearly having made considerable gains while teaming up with Du Yu'er and Xiao Lili within the secret realm.

As for the other four sects besides the Five Internal Organs Temple, the disciples of each sect are the same.

There was even one person who came out alone carrying twelve thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, which amazed everyone.

If Fang Shu hadn't received Hui Yi's selfless help at the last moment, his own gains within the temple would have been far inferior to this person's.

In particular, after careful consideration, everyone realized that this person was simply incredibly lucky; he obtained these spiritual herbs without killing a single person.

Even this person's name happens to contain the word "good fortune," and his full name is Ouyang Fuyun.

In a short time.

All the sects on Five Old Peaks were overjoyed. Even the Dry Bone Temple, which currently had the fewest spiritual herbs, was filled with joy.

Of course, there were also many immortals present, their faces gloomy, their eyes still fixed on the exit.

When someone saw that no disciples had come out for half a day, they suggested that everyone could leave.

These immortals directly refused the offer:

"No! There must be disciples still inside the secret realm."

However, as time went on, the spiritual light emanating from the exit of the secret realm gradually diminished, and the immortals' expressions grew increasingly unpleasant, their faces shifting as their hopes were dashed.

Finally, when only a single doorway remained at the exit, its light flickered, as if it were about to close at any moment.

Suddenly, more figures emerged from within, squeezing out of the secret realm.

Whoosh! At this crucial moment, nearly ten immortals suddenly emerged from the secret realm.

Then the exit became precarious and finally gave way, turning into a wisp of light and shattering completely.

This last batch of immortals immediately attracted the attention of the five sects of Mount Lu, especially the earth immortals who were feeling down.

After a quick look, everyone realized that there wasn't a single disciple of the Five Sects among this group of immortals.

These people, dressed in disheveled robes and exhaling in a chaotic manner, noticed the gazes of the various sects' Earth Immortals upon emerging, and their expressions changed drastically, filled with fear.

A buzz of discussion arose on the Five Old Men Peak:

"No wonder they didn't come out until the last minute, they're all rogue cultivators."

Why is that?

"What else could it be? They're afraid that if they come out early, we'll rob them, or even kill them."

Fang Shu landed among the disciples of the Five Internal Organs Temple and curiously observed the nine rogue cultivators.

His eyelids twitched slightly, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

The other party had curly hair and beard, a burly build, and astonishing vitality. He also carried a large halberd on his back, resembling a soldier from the mortal world.

This person was the same unfamiliar immortal that Fang Shu had encountered by chance in a teahouse when he was wandering around the mortal world inquiring about the situation of Mount Lu.

Fang Shu had a vague feeling that this person was no ordinary person, and now that he could see this person again outside the secret realm, it was clear that the other party was indeed quite extraordinary.

"Even people from outside Qionghai can profit from this secret realm of Lushan..." Fang Shu pondered to himself.

Soon, he became curious about what would happen if these rogue cultivators managed to obtain a thousand-year-old spiritual herb.

It should be known that such treasures are not only possessed by those who have established their foundations, but also bring harm upon themselves by possessing them.

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(End of this chapter)