Star Sky Professional-Chapter 672 - 570 Upper God Temple

Half a month later.

Qingli Swamp, Fei Family.

A high altar was set up in the center of the square.

An eccentric mage in a Daoist robe, with oil-painted designs on his face, was busy conducting a ritual on the altar. He held a rattle drum in his hand, chanting:

"One summons three altars of heavenly soldiers and divine generals, two summons the ancestors of yore, three summons the spirits and ghosts of the world..."

...

"Look, this is what a professional ritual looks like, a true summoning of gods!"

Lin Xu watched in amazement: "In comparison, what was that wild fox trick we employed before considered as nothing?"

Upon hearing this, Old Lu’s face fell, and he gave his sworn brother a fierce glance: "This was paid for heavily by the Fei Family, bringing in an ’Upper God Temple’ master, specifically for our five-family alliance... How could ordinary shamans compare?"

"Those who cultivate summoning techniques, naturally thrive better in larger forces..."

Fang Xing commented fairly.

He was quite interested in the cultivation methods of this world.

After all, the Immortal Dao opened by the Dao Venerate merely governed the Spirit Root cultivation line.

In other words, cultivation required a Spirit Root, then progressed through Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Core Formation Nascent Soul, Divinity Transformation, Void Refining... Additionally, after Void Refining, one could obtain endless longevity through the Spirit Root Flow Immortal Dao, which was under his governance.

Cultivation paths outside this line were not under the Dao Venerate’s jurisdiction.

’This summoning method is essentially a "call the big shots" technique; the larger the influence and stronger the foundation, the more powerful the summoned "gods" become.’ freёweɓnovel_com

’Disciples of major sects can at least summon their ancestors or take control of rogue soldiers and yin generals from their sect...’

’Whereas loose cultivators can only summon entities they’ve painstakingly found and worshiped over time...’

’For instance, the divine contract signed with the Five Friends of Floating Clouds last time felt like it had a power level of about Qi Sensing seven. In other words, even if breached, as long as this Qi Sensing level seven "notary" is eliminated, then there is no problem.’

Fang Xing glanced at the altar: ’But this is different...’

At this moment, representatives from various factions were on stage. From the Fei Family, it was the family head Fei Tianbao, along with the Xu Family from Breezy Ravine, the Yin Family from March Pond, the White Bone Alliance from Burial Grounds, the Seven Righteous Ones of the Song Clan from Green Pond, and these six associates from Poison Dragon Slope.

Fang Xing naturally had Old Lu representing everyone on the altar, reading the alliance agreement.

The general agreement detailed the rights and obligations between the five families and the Fei Family, as well as the prohibition against sabotage during the exploration.

"The covenant before the gods... is formed!"

Finally, in sync with the voice of the master mage, the six individuals burned offerings and divine contracts... And then they lit incense, offering up incense...

Suddenly!

A gust of wind arose!

Fang Xing’s druidic perception made him feel as though he was glanced at by a pair of eyes, causing some discomfort.

’A Yin God... this contract is witnessed by a Yin God! If violated, and no punishment is meted out, one’s cultivation would surely diminish greatly...’

’Hmm, the pressure from this Yin God feels similar to that of a Core Formation cultivator, yet it carries something more related to the domain of rules and authority... Is it temporary power from the ritual or always present?’

...

"Alright, the covenant is formed, let’s go."

Old Lu looked as though he had just left a ceremonial assembly, glowing with excitement.

"With this covenant, at least during the period of exploration, we need not worry about Fei Family and the other four families plotting against us..."

Song Yunqian remarked: "Could it be a compromise and appeasement from the Fei Family after the last attack?"

"Naturally, it is!"

Old Lu nodded: "Heh heh... Ever since Daoist Fang was attacked last time, I felt we couldn’t sit idly by, so I specifically approached the Xu Family head, then contacted various parties together to have the Fei Family preside, culminating in this alliance oath."

’This actually elevated the Fei Family, Old Lu is indeed an old hand.’

’However, this move also sows disaster deeply, as I suspected, Old Lu definitely hides behind the scenes, instigating others to take the forefront...’

Fang Xing, feeling a movement in his heart, boarded the Floating Boat with the Five Friends of Floating Clouds, delving into the swamp lands.

The area where the Fei Family was located in Qingli Swamp appeared calm, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

The further in they ventured, the denser the fog became around them, with the ground seemingly flat yet potentially hiding bottomless swamps.

The deeper inside they went, the more the swamps increased, ultimately necessitating the use of the Floating Boat to traverse.

"Be careful... Everyone, swallow the Detoxification Pill!"

Old Lu gave a reminder, quickly taking the detoxification elixir with the others.

Fang Xing also pretended to swallow an elixir, then took a deep breath.

’Hmm, the fog within this swamp is indeed poisonous... It’s a mixed poison, even an expert at Qi Sensing level five or six would succumb over time...’

’But for me, as long as it’s a poison from nature, it’s completely ineffective...’

’Among these toxic mists, there seem to be frog venom, snake venom, and some botanical and mineral toxins... Nothing short of nature’s creation, merging into a deadly zone for mortals.’

He felt awash with jubilance, having arrived at a wild and primitive environment brimming with natural energy.

’This place is perfectly suited for my Druidism...’

...

Poison Dragon Slope.

This is a slope in the swamp, with dense fog hissing around.

Though named a slope, it’s more akin to a small island within the swamp.

"Although no need to fill soil to make land on this Poison Dragon Slope, we must explore an external land route... Simply using the Floating Boat won’t suffice."

Hu Liuniang scanned the surroundings solemnly.

Many caravans travel by land, and a small cultivation area like this must develop a trade route.

Moreover, their Floating Boat was inscribed as a talismanic boat, allowing smooth travel without fear of corrosion.

But ordinary Floating Boats didn’t have such an advantage.

Bang!

The floating boat gently docked, and Fang Xing stepped onto the land of Poison Dragon Slope.

Hiss!

The surroundings were covered with a layer of moss, with the sound of snakes hissing in the air.

His right hand suddenly darted out like lightning, and with a swift clamp, he caught a chopstick-thick green snake.

The little snake kept struggling and was about to bite Fang Xing’s wrist, but he casually tossed it, letting it fall into the swamp.

"Huh?"

Song Yunqian glanced at Fang Xing somewhat suspiciously.

"I respect nature, and my principle is ’do not kill unless necessary’, if it’s for food, any beast can be killed, but otherwise let it be... After all, according to the contract, I’m just here to plant trees and purify the environment."

Fang Xing laughed lightly as he explained.

"So that’s how it is, it seems Daoist Fang has his own cultivation philosophy..."

Regardless of what Lin Xu and others thought in their hearts, they were verbally in agreement.

This is also the benefit of loose cultivators teaming up, whereas in a great sect, such individuality would soon be suppressed.

After all, some elders enjoy grinding down the rebellious ones.

"If Daoist Fang won’t take action, then let us handle it."

Old Lu took a gulp of monkey wine, and his muscles began to wriggle, instantly transforming from an old man into a muscular hulk: "Ah attack!"

He locked his fingers together and punched out with a sweeping fist wind that scattered the poisonous mist, blowing up countless poisonous insects and snakes.

"Great Saint’s Cloak Fist? Divine Strike Skill?"

Fang Xing glanced and knew although the old man had a low cultivation, he was strong enough to lead the five clouds friends.

Beside him, Lin Xu drew out a magic sword, displaying swordsmanship.

Tie Luo the loose cultivator activated a magic artifact — the Iron Luo Umbrella, emanating dark light like flying blades.

Song Yunqian pointed with ten fingers, red threads connected to flying needles, dancing in the sky, filling in the gaps.

Hu Liuniang gently plucked the strings of her pipa.

Their joint efforts left no poisonous insects or snakes undefeated.

After slaying a millstone-sized toad, the group reached the center of the island.

"Hmm, this place is just right for array formation!"

Fang Xing observed the terrain, nodding affirmatively.

Old Lu opened his backpack and buried a costly array plate, distributing small flags.

"Rise!"

Fang Xing injected a trace of mana and lightly waved, conjuring a gust of wind that dispersed the poisonous mist, purifying the air.

"This ’Small Breeze Array’ is good, but it’s consuming talismanic money every moment it’s active!"

Old Lu showed a pained expression: "Our financial resources can only support it for two or three years, Daoist Fang... then it will be up to you."

"Two or three years is plenty of time."

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

For ordinary Spirit Plant Cultivators, this is a daunting challenge, but for him with a plant growth talent, it’s just a minor issue.

"Impure Qi dissipates, Clear Qi appears..."

"We clear this land’s meridians, and perhaps soon we’ll discover or condense a Sha Xue..."

Tie Luo the loose cultivator gazed at the vanishing poisonous mist, filled with emotion.

Suddenly!

The hiss sounded again.

After the dense fog on the island faded, it unexpectedly attracted a black serpent six feet long!

It was as thick as a water bucket, its vertical pupils filled with coldness and ruthlessness.

"Damn! Poison Dragon Island has a creature nearly reaching Qi Sensing stage seven... Look at this demon serpent, it’s close to condensing Sha!"

Old Lu jumped up: "No wonder the other four families didn’t fight us for Poison Dragon Slope; there’s a huge pitfall here!"

"What should we do?"

Song Yunqian turned pale: "Fight it..."

If they slunk away, all their initial investment would be wasted, something the five clouds friends absolutely couldn’t accept.

"Fight it!"

Old Lu’s eyes reddened, as a loose cultivator pushed to the brink, he was never lacking in courage to fight fiercely.

"Hold on!"

At this moment, Fang Xing stepped forward: "Let me negotiate with it..."

He approached the black serpent, gazing directly into its vertical pupils, and hissed from his throat.

"This..." Hu Liuniang was startled, thinking Fang Xing might be a snake demon.

"Snake Speaker? I didn’t expect Daoist Fang to have Beast Taming talent?" Lin Xu’s eyes lit up.

After communicating with the black serpent, Fang Xing turned to the five clouds friends and said, "We’re quite lucky; this is not the black serpent’s lair, but just a place it chose to shed its skin... I reached an agreement with it, as long as it can continue to shed its skin here, and we ensure its safety during the process, we may occupy this place!"

The immortal path values life, and now that he’s ashore, he prefers negotiation.

If it can be resolved through discussion, there’s no need for conflict.

"In that case... It’s obviously a great solution."

The five of Old Lu had no objections, nodding repeatedly: "Daoist Fang has accomplished another great feat, finding a guardian holy beast for our Poison Dragon Island..."

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