CHAPTER 43: CHAPTER 43: SLAYING FOES EVERYWHERE, RICH REWARDS

About an hour later.

Buzz!

A sudden buzzing sounded from Shangguan Hongyu’s waist, followed by the voice of the Shangguan Clan Leader:

"The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the Celestial Dragon Tribe have all been ambushed and killed. You can come up now. Hongyu, you’re in charge of clearing the Main Hall, Hongtian, you handle the side hall.... Fu Clan Leader, you’re responsible for the Chanting Flower Tower on the west side."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Hongyu frowned.

According to the clan leader’s allocation, Fu Changsheng wouldn’t find anything valuable at the Chanting Flower Tower.

Fu Changsheng was extremely satisfied, as it was exactly to his liking. However, he was still surprised at how quickly the Shangguan Family and others had managed to deal with seven Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Celestial Dragon Tribe.

The group emerged from the underground passage.

Immediately, they split into four groups.

Fu Changsheng identified the direction, donned the Invisibility Cloak, and headed towards the Chanting Flower Tower on the west side. He stealthily climbed the stairs and opened a door, discovering a lady’s boudoir with a lingering fragrance of a young woman in the room, which was divided into two compartments.

He carefully checked it several times.

Upon confirming there were no hidden people inside, he lifted the bedboard and moved the wooden cabinet underneath, revealing a clever mechanism.

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve.

The windows of the room slammed shut, the curtains drawn, plunging the room into darkness. Under his focused gaze, a faint trace of a hand seal appeared at the mechanism:

"Found it!"

Fu Changsheng rotated the seal according to its pattern.

With a click.

The ground split open, unveiling a small Teleportation Array, with a groove. Fu Changsheng patted his storage bag and placed ten Spirit Stones inside:

"Wait!"

Before activating the Teleportation Array.

To guard against any contingency.

Fu Changsheng held out the Profound Turtle Shield in front of him while activating the Cyan Wood Vine Armor, and then cast a technique onto the Teleportation Array.

Buzz!

The Teleportation Array lit up with brilliant white light.

A white light curtain rose.

Fu Changsheng felt dizzy and disoriented, and after a moment, a flash of white light emerged before his eyes:

"Arrived!"

Fu Changsheng was delighted.

He noticed a dense Spiritual Qi permeating the air.

However.

As soon as he stepped out of the array.

Suddenly.

Rumble!

Several spells simultaneously fell upon him.

The Tier One High-Grade Spiritual Artifact shattered with a crack.

Bang!

The remaining spell’s power hit the Cyan Wood Armor.

The Cyan Wood Armor shone with radiant green light.

Just barely managing to withstand the wave of spell attacks, yet the Cyan Wood Vine Armor was already riddled with cracks, unable to be used further.

Fu Changsheng felt a chill run through his heart.

If he hadn’t used the Profound Turtle Shield and Cyan Wood Armor before teleporting, he would now be a corpse. Looking around, he saw three Late-Stage, three Middle Stage, and four Early Stage Qi Cultivators of the Celestial Dragon Tribe surrounding him.

Under the siege of ten people.

He narrowly escaped with his life.

The three Late-Stage cultivators across from him were clearly surprised, then immediately said:

"Attack, don’t give him a chance to contact the outside world."

"Xiaoqing, Autumn Cicada, come out!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Fu Changsheng reacted faster than the natives, communicating with Xiaoqing and Autumn Cicada to handle one Late-Stage cultivator each, while he focused on the man in the black robe.

Simultaneously.

He patted the Spirit Beast Bag.

Hiss hiss hiss!

Hundreds of Silver-Spotted Poison Snakes flashed out, swiftly wrapping around the remaining natives.

In an instant.

The situation reversed.

Fu Changsheng suddenly became the hunter.

He pointed at the Thousand Layers Peak, black light swirling, and with a boom, it charged at the black-robed cultivator like a small mountain. The black-robed cultivator’s face showed a hint of panic, let out a shout, and incredibly faced the Thousand Layers Peak with his bare hands.

Bang!

The Thousand Layers Peak crashed in.

However.

The seemingly overwhelming pressure to pulverize the opponent into paste was forcibly resisted by the opponent’s hands:

"Turns out he’s a Body Cultivator!"

Body Cultivators excel in close combat.

And often have strength superior to cultivators of the same tier.

Fu Changsheng dared not underestimate him and quickly formed a seal and chanted a spell:

"Roar!"

A Fire Dragon coalesced and rose from the flames before him, its tail snapping like lightning at the black robe.

The black-robed cultivator shook his arms.

Incredibly, he sent the Thousand Layers Peak flying.

Seeing the Fire Dragon materialized by Fu Changsheng, his face showed disbelief:

"This is the Dragon Transformation Technique!"

The Dragon Transformation Technique is a secret of the Celestial Dragon Tribe, only accessible to Peak Qi Cultivators, and extremely difficult to master. How could this foreigner use it?

Suddenly.

The black-robed cultivator thought of Yasang, who had died in Nanyang County:

"It was you who killed Yasang!"

As rage flooded his eyes, he pounded his chest, the sound of cracking bones echoing, a wolf’s tail grew from his backside, and his face was covered in green fur.

He kicked the ground.

Flying up.

He actually grabbed the Fire Dragon’s tail with his bare hands, and with a powerful swing, he wielded it like a fierce Wolf Fang Club at Fu Changsheng.

Fu Changsheng just smirked coldly.

His Dharma Seal shifted.

The fierce black-robed cultivator suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, and then it was as if all his energy had been drained; the wolf’s tail vanished, and he lost balance in mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

As the dust settled.

His figure revealed big wide eyes.

But.

He was unquestionably dead.

Fu Changsheng waved his sleeve, and ten flying needles emerged from the opponent’s body.

Indeed.

While forming the Fire Dragon, he secretly concealed ten flying needles within, launching them when the opponent thought they controlled the dragon.

After the battle.

He glanced back.

Seeing Autumn Cicada and Xiaoqing had also dealt with the other two Late-Stage natives, while the remaining seven had been bitten to death by the Silver-Spotted Poison Snakes.

Autumn Cicada opened its mouth wide.

Wisps of soul rose from the ten corpses and disappeared into Autumn Cicada’s stomach, boosting its aura, and once it’s refined, its power should further evolve.

On the other side.

Little Cyan Snake was also about to feast on the corpses.

Fu Changsheng quickly stopped it:

"Xiaoqing, wait."

As he spoke.

His right hand formed a seal.

Spiritual Qi transformed into Wind Blades, slicing the necks of the ten corpses; the heads of three Late-Stage Southern Barbarians could be exchanged for Merit Points, while the remaining three Middle Stage along with four Low-Tier added up to another Merit Point.

Including the ten he found at the Dark River.

From this endeavor.

He accumulated twelve Court Merit Points, and with previous ones, he reached fifty-two Merit Points, significantly advancing toward the hundred Merit Points goal needed for promotion to a Ninth-Grade Noble Family.