Chapter 164
Zheng Fa finally understood why the Yellow Master had looked at him with such disfavor before.
Jealousy!
"What are these maps for?"
"My disciple knows you need to cultivate the Five Thunder Body and that you require heavenly thunder to refine your body. He specifically found a few suitable locations for you."
Zheng Fa tightened his grip on the jade tube.
"What about Senior Sister Zhang…?"
"She should be fine." The Yellow Master pulled out a jade pendant from his robe. No, it was half a pendant, shimmering with a silvery light.
"If she were truly dead, this light would fade, and the pendant would grow dim."
No wonder the Yellow Master seemed relatively composed.
He tossed the pendant to Zheng Fa.
"This…"
"Just look at the pendant, and you'll know she's still alive. Don't act impulsively; don't do anything foolish."
"…Foolish?" Zheng Fa looked puzzled.
"That farewell letter of yours? You’d better burn it."
Zheng Fa slowly turned to look at the storage bag on the bed.
"She once mentioned you to me, considering giving you her Yuan Ying resources."
"…"
"I didn't agree."
"Uncle Master, you did the right thing," Zheng Fa murmured.
"But if… she really is gone, then those resources should go to you," the Yellow Master suddenly said.
"Ah?"
"I approve of your relationship with her."
"?"
Zheng Fa's eyes widened slowly.
(End of this chapter)
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**Chapter 163: Results**
New Fang City was quickly built.
On the third day after arriving at the Thunder Pool, Zheng Fa and Uncle Master Pang selected the location for New Fang City.
It was a small hill, once the site of the Changchun Sect, but now it was a no-man's land.
The reason for choosing this place was simple—there were still remnants of a spiritual vein here.
Although the Great Freedom Demon Sect had destroyed the spiritual vein of the Changchun Sect, this branch seemed to have been overlooked due to the thin spiritual energy, allowing it to remain.
While this spiritual vein might be insufficient for cultivation, it was more than enough to set up a few illusion arrays to prevent mortals from accidentally wandering into the city.
Once the location was determined, the subsequent construction work was quite straightforward.
Two days later, a new Fang City rose from the ground.
New Fang City was fan-shaped, with a new theater at its center—primarily due to the strong demand from the disciples of the Jiushan Sect working outside.
The inner three layers were shops, mainly rented to the various sects of the Baixian Alliance.
The outer layer consisted of stalls for disciples and loose cultivators.
As soon as the city opened, many sects and disciples came to inquire about rental fees.
In just three days, the shops in the inner three layers were snatched up.
And there were only a few stalls left.
"How many spirit stones can Thunder Pool Fang City earn in a month?" Uncle Master Pang asked curiously as he looked at Zheng Fa, who was organizing the accounts.
Thunder Pool Fang City was the name of this marketplace, or rather, it was a natural designation.
"Just from rent alone, it’s three thousand spirit stones a month," Zheng Fa thought for a moment.
"Is that much more than our Jiushan Sect's Fang City?"
Uncle Master Pang knew the income of Jiushan Sect's Fang City—combined rent and taxes barely added up to over a thousand spirit stones a month.
"It could be even more."
Zheng Fa looked at the endless stream of escape lights outside the city, speaking with a bit of confidence.
Uncle Master Pang glanced as well and clicked his tongue lightly. "If I could just lounge here and earn spirit stones, I wouldn't want to enter the Thunder Pool."
"Uncle Master, you want to enter the Thunder Pool too? Is it for the Heavenly Tablet?"
Zheng Fa was a bit surprised.
"What kind of look is that? Who comes here not for the Heavenly Tablet? Can't I have some aspirations?"
"I just meant that the Thunder Pool is quite restrictive for high-level cultivators; it might be a disadvantage for you to go in."
Zheng Fa explained.
"That’s true," Uncle Master Pang admitted with a hint of resignation. "But it’s the Heavenly Tablet."
"…"
"Do you think these people don’t know the dangers of the Thunder Pool?" Uncle Master Pang pointed at the escape lights in the sky. "Do they not realize that even if they see the Heavenly Tablet, they might not gain anything?"
"…"
"Cultivators are the most life-preserving yet the least life-preserving group of people," Uncle Master Pang said simply, then seemed to remember something and grew serious. "Don’t underestimate those cultivators who are stronger than you just because they can’t fully exert their true power in the Thunder Pool."
"Why do you say that, Uncle Master?"
"Even though they can’t display their true abilities in the Thunder Pool, there are still treasures and puppets, among other means. For you, those things could be deadly."
"Understood."
Zheng Fa was startled; this was something he hadn’t considered before.
"Don’t worry, using such means in the Thunder Pool is probably a bit difficult. Just don’t provoke the other party."
"…I’ve always been kind to others!"
"If you can say that, you’ve already learned my true teachings!"
Uncle Master Pang nodded, seemingly quite satisfied.
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As more and more people came to the Fang City, one figure stood out remarkably.
It was evening, and Zheng Fa, along with Senior Brother Yang and others, was patrolling the city to see if there were any areas for improvement.
Suddenly, a sword cry echoed from the sky.
The group looked up to see a streak of sword energy splitting the sky in two, landing right at the entrance of the Fang City.
As the sword light dissipated, a young male cultivator in his twenties appeared.
What surprised Zheng Fa was the man’s rather unconventional attire—a star crown and a crane cloak, which didn’t quite fit the current trends of the Xuanwei Realm.
It was Senior Brother Yang who spoke first. "Isn’t that someone from the Tianhe Sect?"
"Tianhe Sect?"
Zheng Fa was slightly taken aback; the Tianhe Sect was well-known to him.
Tianhe Zunzhang.
The Five Sects of Xuanwei.
These eight words were enough to describe the Tianhe Sect's influence in the Xuanwei Realm.
"Yes, that outfit—no one else wears it."
"Why is that?"
"Rumor has it that this is the attire favored by Tianhe Zunzhang, so the disciples of the Tianhe Sect love to dress this way."
Got it, professional cosplayers!
"And they’re quite domineering, not allowing outsiders to dress like this."
…Monopolistic professional cosplayers!
The Tianhe Sect disciple seemed quite proud of his sect; he ignored the whispers around him, appearing quite accustomed to it.
He walked slowly into the Fang City, not even glancing at the stalls selling cheap goods, heading straight for the shops inside.
He was quite generous and efficient, soon purchasing many pills and magical tools before heading out.
From the moment he entered the Fang City to when he prepared to leave, it was barely the time it took for a stick of incense to burn.
It was clear he was a person of a rather impatient nature.
The more he acted this way, the more others looked at him with awe—after all, he came from a major sect, spent money so freely, and exuded an obvious air of arrogance and impatience.
He was someone who seemed very hard to provoke.
As he exited the Fang City, he happened to pass by Zheng Fa and the others.
Watching his retreating figure, Senior Brother Yang turned to Zheng Fa and asked, "Zheng Shidi, do you think he’s here for the Heavenly Tablet too?"
Perhaps hearing the words "Heavenly Tablet," the man slightly tilted his head.
"…Probably. Besides the Heavenly Tablet, I can’t think of anything else that would attract someone like him."
"But… doesn’t the Tianhe Sect have a Heavenly Tablet for comprehension?" a newly initiated young disciple frowned and said. "Why would he come all this way? Is it because he can’t comprehend it… ooh!"
Zheng Fa noticed the man’s footsteps paused for a moment before he slowly walked away.
Senior Brother Yang gently released his grip on the disciple’s mouth and exchanged a glance with Zheng Fa—this disciple had spotted the blind spot!
However, this Tianhe Sect disciple didn’t seem so domineering after all…
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In the Five Dragon Heavenly Palace, Zheng Fa swallowed a Ning Yuan Dan.
After reaching the eighth layer of Qi Refinement, he could condense his eighth Yuan Symbol.
He had already chosen to condense the Great Dream Symbol this time.
This was a Yang-type water spirit symbol, and its function was quite simple—it could induce dreams in others and even manipulate their dreams to a certain extent.
However, this Yuan Symbol had significant limitations.
Generally speaking, it was quite difficult for Foundation Establishment cultivators to manipulate the dreams of Qi Refinement cultivators.
But Zheng Fa intended to use this spirit symbol to test the hearts of mortals, making it quite suitable.
The Great Dream Symbol was quickly condensed.
Zheng Fa then picked up the Xuan Lei Stone and began to cultivate the "Five Thunder Body."
Beside him lay the half jade pendant, its silver light flickering, as if accompanying him, or perhaps waiting.
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In modern times, at a nursing home.
Zheng Fa handed a book to the two elderly men.
The cover of the book read three characters—"Spirit Eye Technique."
The old man glanced at the cover and raised an eyebrow. "Is this… a spell?"
"Yes, it’s a spell."
Spells weren’t particularly popular in the Xuanwei Realm.
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