Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 300 Who Knows the Food on the Plate

Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, their voices shaking the mountains.

But this scene only drew even louder laughter from the goose-headed half-human: "Hahaha! Trying to leave?"

This scoundrel spoke:

"Let me teach you something: if you want to refine your spirit, you must gather the Qi of Heaven and Earth in order to grasp the destiny of Heaven."

The reason these five seated Dan Guo were able to merge into one and obtain the appearance of a pseudo-god was because they relied on the fortune of Mount Lu.

If they leave this place and abandon the fortune of Mount Lu, they will be immediately reduced to their original forms and fall into the Dan Guo realm.

These words, when they reached the ears of Fang Shu and the others, startled and filled them with doubt.

"The realm of Dan Fruit? Does that mean the realm of Dan Completion?"

"Those without destiny cannot cultivate their spirit? What exactly is this destiny?"

"Wait a minute, a false god, reduced to the original form? Didn't the Palace Master of Rongyan Palace already reach the Godhood realm? How can a Godhood cultivator be reduced to the original form!?"

The cries of those on the mound suddenly became chaotic. Many people looked up, some staring in disbelief at the goose-headed half-human figure, others glaring with hatred.

During this time, some people even shouted:
"You demon goose, stop disturbing our Daoist hearts and slandering our immortals of Mount Lu!"

"How hateful! I never expected that the people of the Xuanjiao would have such a face. In order to practice their skills by eating people, they even belittled the immortals of Mount Lu like this."

Fang Shu landed amidst the agitated crowd, and he also spotted the usually gentle and refined Lu Che Di Xian, who couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses:
"Nonsense! My Lushan lineage has repeatedly declined and risen. It has taken the efforts of hundreds of generations and the sacrifices of five sects to finally achieve the true fruit of the Divine Refinement. How could you possibly slander it with a mere word like 'false god'?"

"Even if you slaughter the immortals of Mount Lu, the Mount Lu lineage is still capable of nurturing immortals who can refine gods. It is a legitimate Xuanmen lineage and deserves the protection of immortals."

If this matter comes to light, even if you are a Refining Immortal, you will still be punished by the Xuan Sect!

For a time, curses and insults filled the air, and the curses were all well-founded.

These curses only brought a smile to the goose-headed half-human's face.

Perhaps it was because Fang Shu and the other immortals who were at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stage had such low cultivation levels that their various curses seemed to the goose-headed half-human to be nothing more than the meowing of kittens and puppies, which was both funny and amusing.

The beast listened attentively and calmly, without any haste or impatience.

However, His hands did not stop moving, continuing to peel away the immortal body of the Palace Master of Rongyan.

Suddenly, the immortal body of the Palace Master of Rongyan was completely dismantled by Him, leaving only a human head, which was played with in the hands of this fellow, his hands covered in blood and shimmering with light.

The goose-headed half-human chuckled and spoke towards the head of the Palace Master of Rongyan Palace:
"Fellow Daoist, Mount Lu not only nurtures people, but its fortune is also truly remarkable."

These disciples are well-trained and can already be compared to some lower-level sects, with many even possessing the potential to form a complete inner core. It seems we can no longer allow this place to continue unchecked; the sect must send someone to educate them.”

At this moment, only one head remained of the Palace Master Rongyan. Blood was flowing from her seven orifices, her mind was in a daze, and her face was filled with despair.

But He could still speak with difficulty, and eventually broke through a barrier to refine the spirit, understanding something.

The man laughed bitterly:
"What a Xuanjiao sect, what a divine being! I suppose the sudden surge of fortune in my Mount Lu in this generation is inextricably linked to you."

The goose-headed half-human nodded with a smile: "Indeed."

But the fang immediately shook its head:
"Let me also teach you, fellow Daoist, that although the Lushan Secret Realm is a bait, the reason why the sect has promoted this place is to harvest the fortune of the mountains in the Western Continent and cultivate more seeds for alchemy, which will be of great use."

Unexpectedly, this bait caught five fellow Daoists in one go.

Goose-headed man sighed:

"I really didn't expect that the Lushan Dao lineage could be divided into five parts and then reunited into one, thus carrying out such a deceptive and sudden spiritual refinement."

Your clan truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient immortal lineage.

If I were truly deceived by you, I would allow you to gather your fortune and refine Mount Lu.

Or perhaps you can be more patient, until the disciples within the sect grow stronger, and preferably cultivate several more elixir fruits. At that time, the mountain's fortune will fully flourish, and I will be unable to extricate myself... Your efforts in refining your spirits will likely truly succeed.”

But when the Palace Mistress of Rongyan heard this, she forced open her heavy eyelids, looked at the Xuanjiao Immortal Envoy before her, and sneered:
"Ha, the Moral and Profound Teachings... truly worthy of the name Moral and Profound Teachings."

Even now, you still dare to pat yourself on the back. No wonder we were so impatient and ignorant of the times!

After saying this, the Palace Master Rongyan's cold laugh turned into a miserable laugh once again.

He said:

"Although you have banned writing and deceived the world, the foundation building of the world today is divided into sitting and walking; the true elixir of the world is clearly counted. The fortune of the world is also divided and slaughtered by your Xuanjiao Immortal Sect. We only know that in this world, one cannot establish an immortal sect without becoming a cultivator of the spirit; and one cannot become a cultivator of the spirit without establishing an immortal sect."

"Among all the immortals under heaven, is my Lushan lineage the only one so anxious?!"

The last sixteen words were uttered by the Palace Master Rongyan with a tragic and fierce shout, blood streaming from her eyes and a blue light emanating from them.

Upon hearing this, the goose-headed half-human paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled, looking at the severed head in his hand, and said:
"Look, they're really in a hurry."

His playful tone was evident in his words.

Such behavior enraged the Palace Mistress of Rongyan, who bit her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blue blood.

The goose-headed half-human didn't dodge, nor did it even blink, and was drenched in the water.

But then He licked his lips and grinned, saying:
"The taste is not bad. Fellow Daoist's cultivation is far beyond what those old pill-fruit cultivators who only dare to knock on the gate when they are old and frail can compare to."

This beast chanted:

"Five fruits can be exchanged for one melon, and the melon is full of seeds."

Haha, awesome!

The sound was followed by a crack.

The goose-headed half-human held the head of the Palace Master of Rongyan Palace in its hand and slammed it against the goose head beneath it, instantly breaking it.

Brain matter splattered, and the head was split in two.

Thus, following the four sect leaders, the Palace Master of Rongyan Palace also perished in the ancient Lushan Mountain, never to return.

The goose-headed half-man who had killed Him suddenly looked up at Mount Lu, whose energy had changed drastically once again.

His expression finally changed slightly, and he squinted as he muttered to himself:
"Although it is a disguised attempt to cultivate the divine spirit and deceive the heavens, he is still a descendant of the ancient immortal mountain, possessing great fortune, and has already stepped one foot across the threshold of cultivating the divine spirit. He will achieve the goal of cultivating the divine spirit in time."

"Tsk tsk, this death is truly like that of a god, it has touched the very heavens and earth. It seems I must return to the sect to lay low for a while, lest I ruin my own fortune and attract the attention of the immortals."

Heavy dark clouds once again filled the sky above Mount Lu, and even the golden light emanating from the white goose ridden by this fiend could not dispel them.

Furthermore, bolts of lightning as thick as dragons covered the summit of Mount Lu, their power far surpassing that of the previous four sect leaders when they died.

"However," the goose-headed half-human looked at the sky with apprehension, then suddenly turned back greedily.

He looked at the disciples of the five sects atop Mount Gulu and thought:

"Every grain of rice on the plate is the result of hard work. We must not miss out on these many seeds of good fortune."

This beast rides a white goose, tumbling through lightning-filled dark clouds, bathing in thunder, and entangled with it.

A muffled thunderclap.

He opened his goose beak wide, and his body suddenly expanded, becoming at least 100,000 feet in size, already the size of a city, capable of swallowing a mountain.

With a whoosh, the fang swooped down, its sharp teeth aimed at the Lushan disciples on the mound.

"what!"

Fang Shu and the others were still reeling from the death of the Palace Master Rongyan when they suddenly saw the goose demon rushing towards them. They were all anxious and confused, almost fainting from fright.

Seeing their foolish behavior, the goose-headed half-human found it amusing and preemptively probed with his divine sense, transmitting a booming sound:

"My dear friends, there's something else I forgot to tell your sect leader."

Aside from risking one's life and borrowing the tiger's might, it can also devour you young friends, stripping you of all your luck, so that it can truly refine your spirit on the spot and transform Mount Lu.

Unfortunately, it was ultimately a petty act.

The divine sense transmission landed.

A loud bang!

The giant goose flew to the top of the ancient Mount Lu, its huge beak touching the ground, covering everything around it, hissing and overturning rocks, scraping the ground three feet deep, and swallowing the people of Mount Lu whole.

　Don't rush, please read the next chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)