The Legend of Fangren

Could this thing be some kind of stimulant or poison?

To destroy someone, you must first make them mad.

Feeling suddenly full of energy, Fang Shi immediately did several push-ups on the spot.

"No problem, it really makes you feel energetic and stronger."

The itching and stinging on his face had subsided, and if he couldn't feel it, he would have suspected that it had disappeared.

"Hmm...it feels a little different to the touch."

The plush feel is gone, replaced by a light, soft, bouncy dome with layers underneath, giving it a very familiar feel to the touch.

This so-called Yangmu Silk is probably... a mushroom.

Fang Shi plucked a pale green mushroom off his face.

It really is true! The tiny mushroom landed in his hand, and Fang Shi didn't feel any tearing pain on his face. When he touched it, he found that the wound on his face had already healed.

So... he's alright? What's so special about that? I thought it was something amazing, but it turns out it's nothing.

Since this was the first time Fang Shi had seen mushrooms in the Xuan Realm, he immediately put them away and stored them in his Tianfang Ring. Afterwards, he also found some powder on his hands, which he guessed was mushroom spores.

Take out a bowl of water, stir it with your finger, and the clear water instantly turns emerald green like leaves.

Yangmu beads are just this kind of thing... I got them for free.

Fang Shi took the green liquid and brought it to the rotten flesh on the ground. He poured a few drops on it, and the green liquid mixed with the blood of the rotten flesh. It began to spread instantly, and fine green threads seeped into the flesh and covered it in an instant. It even touched the wild grass, just like the dead man in black. However, instead of shrinking, it dried up and formed a few mushrooms.

Fang Shi picked it, and now she really looked like a little girl picking mushrooms.

Once the mushrooms are picked, the green tendrils underneath quickly disintegrate into a pile of dust, blending into the soil – quite environmentally friendly.

"Good stuff, really good stuff."

Place the freshly picked mushrooms on the rim of the bowl and shake them to sift out the spores, making the water in the bowl turn greener.

Staring at the liquid inside, which was increasingly resembling some kind of beverage, Fang Shi suddenly wondered, "What would happen if I drank it?"

Yangmu beads are actually just Yangmu water beads. This bowl of water is much cleaner than the water seeping from that guy's fingernails, and it doesn't cause any problems if it gets on your skin.

Wow! Maybe I'll wake up one day and find myself back in my original world.

No way... Where would he find spores if he drank this little bit?

Even if they were to eat them, they would first research whether those few green mushrooms were edible.

For no other reason than mushrooms! One of his favorite foods in his past life. Although he didn't know if there was such a creature as "fungus" in the Xuan Realm, he didn't mind as long as the taste was the same.

Mushroom soup, stir-fried mushrooms with meat, grilled mushroom skewers...

He suddenly felt it was necessary to find the man in black who had run away.

"He just ran south... and it turns out he came from the same place as the grain delivery convoy."

Earlier, Luohe and the others set off from the South Gate and took the official road to receive the grain. If they had run into it, something bad would have happened. Even with the elders protecting them, who knows what would have happened if someone else had accidentally bumped into the Yangmu Bead?

Oh no, He Bao!

With a sudden realization, Fang Shi turned tail and ran.

……

"All teams on alert! It's a flock of Flame Sparrows!"

As soon as the shouts began, the once clear sky turned dark red. The fiery sparrows swarmed like locusts, their wings flapping, their flames flickering, and gray smoke billowing, as if flames were burning overhead, the smoke and fire choking their eyes and noses.

The Flame Sparrow is a small mystical beast from the Eastern Realm. It lives in groups and, although small, has very sharp beaks and claws, and possesses fire poison that can cause wounds to fester and become difficult to heal.

"Oh no, this is at least a medium-sized herd of beasts. We must protect the grain carts!" the convoy leader shouted.

The Flame Sparrow is like a raging flame. Though its body is no bigger than the palm of your hand, it consumes a great deal of energy. It devours crops like a fire, leaving only ashes and broken branches.

The accompanying soldiers raised their shields high to meet the swooping flock of sparrows. Sparks flew as they struck the shields, making their hands burn with effort.

The flickering smoke beneath the Flame Sparrow's wings was not an illusion, but real flames that heated the air around the Flame Sparrow. Once surrounded by the flock, one would be enveloped in the smoke and fire, making it extremely difficult to breathe, and the heat would scorch one's head, make one dizzy, and burn one's eyes. This was similar to the effect when Feng Zhonghua killed the Stone-Toothed Boar.

Before long, the soldiers found themselves in trouble and were unable to defend themselves.

"Senior Sister Qu, let's go!"

The disciples dispersed, with Luohe and Qumei standing guard in pairs beside the grain cart at the front.

Although they had no armor, they were protected by close-fitting magical robes, which made them impervious to water and fire and unafraid of sharp claws.

Luohe leaped onto the grain cart, brandishing his spear with both hands, spinning it in several large circles. A wisp of mysterious energy clung to the spear tip, its brilliant light flashing, instantly repelling the flock of sparrows in front of him, with five or six fiery sparrows falling directly to the ground.

Smaller mystical beasts are generally not known for their strength, although the Flame Sparrow is a first-tier beast.

Meanwhile, Qu Mei wielded a green wooden staff, its tip forked into three, with wide, sweeping movements, poking it into the flock of sparrows... and they were instantly ignited.

"Ahhh! I'm famous!"

She roared and swung her flaming wooden staff fiercely, managing to knock down quite a few Flame Sparrows.

"Senior Sister Qu, don't forget to inject your Xuan Qi!" Luo He reminded her in her haste.

Oh, I almost forgot. (I actually forgot!)

Qu Mei quickly infused her with profound energy, and the tip of the wooden staff shone with a bright green light, extinguishing the flames.

Wood is born from water, and living wood contains water, thus it can extinguish fire.

The trident is shorter than a spear, but it has the advantage of a wider range of vertical attacks; a single sweep of the trident can take down more than a dozen firebirds.

The Flame Sparrows were a flock, and each had a leader. Suddenly, a Flame Sparrow the size of a feather fan rushed over, releasing a cloud of smoke with a snap, and lunged straight at the two of them. Then, the other smaller Flame Sparrows seized the opportunity to launch a surprise attack. Although the magic-patterned robes were strong in defense, they could not protect all of them.

The moment they lost sight of each other, they felt a few gusts of wind brush past their hands, followed by a burning pain and a hot, damp sensation, indicating that blood was flowing continuously.

At the same time, other disciples were also attacked, dropping their weapons and crying out for help: "Elder, save me!"

However, the elders remained silent, the sparrows were in disarray, and the grain carts were too long to arrive immediately.

Upon hearing the cries for help, Luo He endured the pain and leaped off the roof of the carriage. With a swift upward thrust, he used his weapon to drive away the beast and rescue his nearby junior sister.

"Are you alright?" She pulled the other person up and pushed them under the car for safety, then turned around and killed several attacking Flame Sparrows.

"Senior Sister Luo..." The junior sister looked at Luo He's back and the blood flowing from his hands, her heart filled with emotion.

Before long, with everyone's combined efforts, several Yanques were killed or wounded, greatly reducing their numbers. However, several grain carts were also set on fire. Luohe finally managed to find some time to cross over several grain carts and rescue a few people.

The advantages of the spear are fully demonstrated in battle, allowing for wide and sweeping attacks that are several times more powerful than short blades.

Even so, she was still quite injured. Her magic robe was not invincible, and it was damaged under multiple attacks, with exposed areas such as her hands and feet covered in bloodstains.

The cultivator's Yang Xuan phase is active, which normally gives him a stronger recovery ability. However, under the fire poison, his wounds are difficult to heal and he keeps bleeding. If he doesn't bandage them with gauze quickly, he will inevitably become weak.

Just then, the horses and beasts were startled, the caravan scattered, and several carriages rushed into the woods. The birds saw this and hurriedly chased after them. If they did not go to their aid, the amount of grain they were carrying would likely be reduced by another 30%.

"We can't lose the supplies!" The soldiers wanted to give chase, but they had suffered heavy casualties, so someone had to stay behind to guard the remaining wagons and horses.

The Grand Elder immediately shouted, "Luohe, Qumei, you two go after that car! Feng Zhonghua, Zhao Ba… that car over there…"

"yes!"

Having received the order, Luohe and Qumei could only quickly bandage their wounds and then immediately give chase.