CHAPTER 960: CHAPTER 485: BLOOD MARK (PART 2)

The Palace Master of the White Light Palace deeply agreed and immediately instructed: "One doesn’t trouble two masters for a task. Brother Duan, could you kindly take a trip to Fierce Sea Star."

Brother Duan accepted the order and left.

Two days later...

At noon, the Palace Master of the White Light Palace suddenly received a sound transmission talisman, astonishingly from Brother Duan.

"Palace Master, Xu Feizhou set up an ambush at Fierce Sea Star. This old servant, caught off guard, has been trapped with no chance of winning."

The White Light Palace Master paused his breath, shocked, and asked: "With Brother Duan’s skills, what did Xu Feizhou use to trap him?"

He immediately summoned the protectors, benefactors, adopted sons, and others to discuss together.

Fang Zhixing also came.

Everyone was astounded to learn that Brother Duan was trapped at Fierce Sea Star, and the atmosphere became oppressive.

The Palace Master of the White Light Palace calmly analyzed: "Brother Duan is in the Late Stage of Upper Immortal. For Xu Feizhou to trap him indicates that Brother Duan has stirred up a hornet’s nest."

An Upper Immortal protector nodded and said: "Fierce Sea Star must be an important stronghold of the Polluted Blood Sect, perhaps even their main base."

The Palace Master of the White Light Palace thought the same and decisively said: "I will go personally to rescue Brother Duan and incidentally annihilate the Polluted Blood Sect."

No one had any objection.

Generally, if Brother Duan couldn’t resolve a problem, it meant others couldn’t either, indicating the situation was extremely dire.

At this point, the Palace Master of the White Light Palace had to take action personally.

The Palace Master of the White Light Palace glanced around, announcing: "While I am away from the Immortal Palace, the Vice Palace Master will be in charge of all internal affairs. Additionally, Brother Song and Brother Zhang, you two protectors will stay behind to guard the Immortal Palace, while everyone else will accompany me on the expedition."

"Yes!"

Fang Zhixing accepted the order, and everyone followed suit!

Soon, they organized their equipment, surrounded the Palace Master of the White Light Palace, and majestically left the Immortal Palace.

Fang Zhixing looked at the two Upper Immortal protectors, having already met them once before.

Song Bingcang, Tribulation Immortal, Early Stage Upper Immortal, cultivates the tribulation "Financial Loss," capable of causing people to lose wealth.

Zhang Shan, Merit Immortal, Early Stage Upper Immortal, cultivates the merit "Maturation," which can accelerate the growth and maturity of plants and animals, mainly targeting rare plants and flowers.

Fang Zhixing knew only this much about them.

But it was clear that these two were not well-versed in combat.

"Two protectors, as I’m new here and unfamiliar with all the circumstances of the Immortal Palace, I will rely on you to guard it." Fang Zhixing humbly said.

Song Bingcang laughed: "Vice Palace Master, do not worry. The Immortal Palace is of unparalleled supremacy; no one dares to attack here."

Zhang Shan also laughed: "The White Light Immortal Palace is a fortress, both offensive and defensive, impregnable, capable of withstanding the full force of a Ninth Grade Golden Immortal’s attack.

Hmph, hmph, unless someone is out of their mind, they would never invade the Immortal Palace."

Hearing this, Fang Zhixing didn’t have much to add, simply saying: "As long as you two are confident, that’s good. However, as a precaution, I will have the Purple Water Chestnut Moth set up a perimeter alert."

Song and Zhang glanced at each other, outwardly showing no objections, but clearly feeling it was "unnecessary" inside.

Afterward, the three returned to their respective areas.

Fang Zhixing went back to his room in the other courtyard, sat down, and picked up a book called "Immortal Records" to read.

The author of this book was a Golden Immortal, recording his entire progression from being a mortal to becoming a Golden Immortal powerhouse.

The details of the transition from Upper Immortal to Ninth Grade Golden Immortal were rich and rewarding for the reader.

Fang Zhixing was currently at the Upper Immortal Peak, the next step being to move toward the Ninth Grade Golden Immortal.

"Lower Immortal successfully undergoing tribulation becomes Early Stage Upper Immortal."

"When an Early Stage Upper Immortal persists in undergoing tribulation until they are wholly transformed into the tribulation itself, it is the Upper Immortal Peak."

"A tribulation immortal at this stage possesses strength equivalent to an Earth Tribulation Level, and progressing further is the Heavenly Disaster Level, which is the Ninth Grade Golden Immortal Realm!"

"In other words, the key to breaking through from Upper Immortal to Ninth Grade Golden Immortal is to find a way to elevate oneself to the Heavenly Disaster Level!"

"The Golden Immortal Realm is, indeed, the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!"

As Fang Zhixing read this, a trace of enlightenment flashed in his mind.

Just at that moment!

Buzz~

Fang Zhixing’s head buzzed as a massive stream of information surged, forming a mysterious text.

"Blood Seal Clan’s Inheritance: Blood Dao Tribulation·Spitting Blood Libel!"

The drop of blood devoured by Fang Zhixing was finally completely refined.

As expected!

The inheritance contained within that drop of blood came from the Blood Seal Clan!

"Spitting Blood Libel" is an extremely terrifying Blood Dao Tribulation.

As the name suggests, when you use malicious words to slander others, you can create something out of nothing, an imaginary deception, fabricating out of thin air!

Activation condition: You must have blood in your mouth and spray it on someone.

"The act of blood-spewing is not a cultivation technique but a Dharma Door of utilizing calamity, similar to the Blood Light Disaster."

Fang Zhixing felt a surge of joy in his heart.

Although he relied on Full Level Cheats to rapidly ascend to the Upper Immortal Peak Realm, his awakened Burst Skill was only "Blood Light Disaster," rendering his attack methods somewhat limited.

This "blood-spewing" happens to compensate for his shortcomings.

Fang Zhixing closed his eyes and carefully contemplated the mysteries of "blood-spewing."

At this moment, the magic of Memory Inheritance revealed itself.

It was as if someone was imparting wisdom and enlightenment directly to his mind; Fang Zhixing comprehended it extremely quickly.

In less than two hours, he grasped this Blood Dao Tribulation.

Fang Zhixing took a deep breath, gathered a drop of blood in his mouth, and suddenly sprayed it outside the window.

Puff!

The drop of blood sprayed onto a lush, leafy tree.

"You’ve been hunched since childhood!"

Fang Zhixing blood-spews on the tree.

In an instant, the tree bent over, becoming a hunched tree.

Fang Zhixing stepped forward to closely examine the tree’s texture, finding its hunch very natural, not forcibly bent as if it had been hunched from a sapling until today.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing again held a drop of fresh blood in his mouth and sprayed it onto the tree.

"Long ago, someone hid an Immortal Treasure under your bark."

Immediately, a part of the bark bulged out like a large tumor.

Fang Zhixing quickly cut open the bulge and took a careful look.

Empty!

No Immortal Treasure to be found!

"It seems that blood-spewing only distorts part of reality and can’t turn false into true!"

Fang Zhixing chuckled softly.

The next morning, Nie Chuxuan, the fifth adopted son, suddenly returned to the Immortal Palace.

With Zou Zaiqing missing, the Xiafei Sect was leaderless, and all the internal factions acted on their own, vying for power and control, plunging into chaos.

To prevent matters from spiraling out of control, the White Light Palace Master arranged for Nie Chuxuan to stay at the Xiafei Sect to keep watch.

In theory, the situation in the Xiafei Sect had not stabilized, and Nie Chuxuan should not have returned at this time.

Unless something significant happened...

Song Bingcang, who was overseeing the Immortal Palace’s great array, was the first to learn of Nie Chuxuan’s return and immediately summoned him to inquire about the details.

Nie Chuxuan was not alone; he was accompanied by an elder with gray whiskers.

"Nie Jianglong!"

Song Bingcang recognized him at once, approached with surprise, and said, "Sect Master Nie, why have you come?"

Nie Jianglong was the former Sect Master of Xiafei Sect; he retired after Zou Zaiqing seized power.

But now, with Zou Zaiqing gone, he returned in force, intending to reclaim the position of Sect Master.

Song Bingcang speculated that Nie Jianglong came to find the White Light Palace Master, hoping to gain his support.

In fact, with just one word from the White Light Palace Master, Nie Jianglong could once again ascend the seat of power.

So, Song Bingcang said, "You’ve come at a bad time, the Palace Master isn’t here..."

Nie Jianglong chuckled and said, "No, I’ve come at just the right time."

Song Bingcang was taken aback.

In the next instant, Nie Chuxuan suddenly raised his hand.

In his hand, he held a black bottle, pouring out a stream of black blood, reeking of a strong stench of blood.

Too sudden!

Song Bingcang was caught off guard, doused head to toe in the black blood.

"You?!"

Song Bingcang was shocked, his robe dissolved in an instant, and sharp pain surged through his skin.

He staggered back, hastily activating his Tribulation Power to resist.

However, the black blood exuded a terrifying aura of calamity, tainting his body, eroding his flesh...