Staying In The World Of Cultivation

Chapter 43: Just for Show

The Foundation Building Stage sword cultivator from the Immortal Sect was incredibly powerful.

With a single slash, he shattered the black long spear transformed from Yin Qi, causing the bronze carriage to be violently pushed back several zhang.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the sword cultivator controlled his flying sword to slash at countless Yin spirits.

The sword light soared and rampaged freely.

It seemed as if an invisible and intangible mysterious fluctuation caused visible ripples of light to ripple among the countless Yin spirits.

The sharp and fierce flying sword cut down countless Yin spirits, scattering their souls.

The ghost general was filled with immense anger and howled towards the sky.

Boundless black mist emerged around him, transforming into dozens of black long spears that stabbed towards the sword cultivator in the distance.

With a wave of his hand, the flying sword swiftly arrived, sweeping away the dozens of pitch-black long spears.

Although the ghost general was powerful, he was no match for the sword cultivator.

Several flying boats from the Immortal Sect, apart from this Foundation Building Stage sword cultivator, did not join the battle.

Although the ghost general was heavily suppressed by the sword cultivator, he still managed to entangle him tightly.

At this moment, a huge skeletal vulture emerged from the pitch-black night.

The skeletal vulture had a wingspan of more than ten zhang, and every time its wings flapped, it emitted a piercing cracking sound.

A black-robed cultivator controlled the skeletal vulture and headed straight for a flying boat in the distance.

The skeletal vulture appeared clumsy, but its speed was extremely fast as it whizzed past the flying boat.

With a fierce sweep of its bone wings, the ferocious bone spikes on its wingtips tore through the spiritual energy barrier of the flying boat.

The black-robed cultivator fiercely waved his arm, and countless bone spikes rained down like a storm, smashing towards the flying boat in the distance.

With the loss of its protective barrier, the flying boat was bombarded by countless bone spikes, becoming riddled with holes and plummeting from the sky.

Two figures leaped out from a nearby flying boat and besieged the skeletal vulture, who was a demonic cultivator.

At the same time, four Foundation Building Stage demonic cultivators from other directions joined the battle against the Foundation Building Stage cultivators from the Immortal Sect.

The several Foundation Building Stage cultivators fought fiercely.

Although the sword cultivator was powerful and the cultivators from the Immortal Sect were tenacious, the difference in strength eventually led to several flying boats being shot down one after another.

Except for the sword cultivator who managed to escape at the last moment, the two Foundation Building Stage cultivators from the Immortal Sect, as well as the cultivators on several flying boats, were all killed by the demonic cultivators.

Su Fan stood on the bone boat, witnessing the entire battle.

In just Little Sun District alone, the Demon Sect had dispatched six Foundation Building Stage cultivators. It seemed that the True Demon Sect had emptied its nest.

Moreover, apart from the sword cultivator, the cultivators from the Immortal Sect were in a precarious situation.

Facing the ferocious and cunning demonic cultivators from the Demon Sect, the cultivators from the Immortal Sect were constantly on the defensive.

Boom!

While Su Fan was lost in thought, the bone boat had already landed near Little Sun Market.

Not only did the True Demon Sect capture Little Sun Market, but even the mountain gate of the Little Sun Faction had also fallen.

The Foundation Building cultivator who guarded the market in Little Sun District had died in battle, and most of the remaining disciples inside the gate were either dead or captured.

As soon as he entered Little Sun Market, Su Fan was stunned by the scene before him.

Bodies littered the market, and ruins were everywhere, as if doomsday had arrived.

Su Fan knew very well that most of these dead people were the result of infighting among the independent cultivators.

No matter where it was, once order was lost, chaos would ensue.

Little Sun Market, which used to be bustling, was now completely different. In the eyes of independent cultivators, it was a treasure trove.

After the Demon Sect broke through the market, many independent cultivators followed suit and took advantage of the chaos.

Looking at the ruins of the once prosperous Little Sun District, Su Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

He had been here for over a year since transmigrating, and he had some attachment to Little Sun Market.

The surviving independent cultivators in the market now stayed at home, licking their wounds in silence.

Although the Demon Sect was brutal, they treated the independent cultivators near the market in a similar manner to the Immortal Sect.

In the first few days, the Demon Sect recruited a large number of independent cultivators from the market to clean up the environment inside and outside the market, but then they ignored them.

Not only that, they would recruit independent cultivators in the future to participate in the war against the Immortal Sect.

Of course, because Evil Cultivators have all been afflicted with the Broken Heart Gu, True Demon Sect is now more at ease with them.

True Demon Sect is actively preparing for battle, so they have assigned the task of patrolling the security of the slum areas around the market to the Evil Cultivators.

Su Fan and a few Evil Cultivators were assigned to a slum area near the market to maintain order there.

The ground is littered with corpses, and wandering souls are being collected by practitioners of the Zombie Dao and Ghost Dao of the Demon Sect.

Over a hundred recruited Evil Cultivators have also benefited greatly.

Su Fan picked a few bodies of Independent Cultivators and even collected over a dozen Yin spirits with the "Evil Ghost Banner".

There's no choice, now that he is an Evil Cultivator, he has to put on a show.

For the next two days, Su Fan was assigned to the night shift, patrolling the market every night.

While on patrol, he took the opportunity to send Zhenjie to his own yard to take a look.

Damn it, the house has been burned down.

Maybe some bastard went to his house, found nothing left, and in anger, set the house on fire.

Although he only lived in the small courtyard for a few months, he was quite comfortable there, but he didn't expect it to be gone just like that.

Old Xu's house, on the other hand, is still intact, but it's empty now, probably not a good sign.

These Evil Cultivators are not easy to get along with, often going door to door to collect from Independent Cultivators.

Su Fan, of course, wouldn't act alone. In just a few days, he obtained a lot of cultivation resources and hundreds of spirit stones.

In these few days, there have been constant arrivals of True Demon Sect cultivators, riding bone boats to the Little Sun District.

It is said that a Gold Core cultivator has also arrived and is stationed at the Little Sun Faction's mountain gate.

The huge bone boats of the Demon Sect are constantly flying over the market, creating an atmosphere of an impending great battle.

With the fall of the Chu Kingdom, even the immortal sects in the Central Plains probably won't sit still.

The immortal sects in Gan State and Lanzhou will definitely not allow the Demon Sect to occupy the Chu Kingdom.

The immortal sects will definitely organize their forces to retake the Chu Kingdom and establish a connection with the Qin Kingdom.

The future Chu Kingdom will definitely be the main battlefield of the conflict between immortals and demons. Su Fan doesn't want to be cannon fodder for the Demon Sect and end up not knowing how he died.

So these few days, he started thinking about how to escape from the Little Sun Market.

First, there's the Broken Heart Gu. He doesn't know if he can get rid of this hidden danger by using the purple electric current cultivated by the Thunder Dao in his body.

These few days, he wanted to find an opportunity to try it outside the market.

If it weren't for the Broken Heart Gu in his body, Su Fan would have run away long ago.

Secondly, how to leave without a flying Law Weapon. He can't just rely on his two legs to walk away.

And then there's the route to leave. The first choice is, of course, towards Gan State.

But for now, it seems that he can only wait for the immortal sects to retake the Chu Kingdom before he has a chance to take a flying boat to Gan State.

So Su Fan decided to find a suitable opportunity to escape into the Little Sun Mountain.

Find a safe place deep in the mountains and stay there for a few months until the immortal sects retake the Chu Kingdom, then he can come out.

In the next few days, Su Fan, using his identity as an Evil Cultivator, gathered information in the market.

After observing and gathering information, he came up with several escape plans for future use.

At this moment, a huge bone boat has just entered the territory of the Chu Kingdom.

Gu Qinghuan closed her eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged in the cabin, surrounded by dense black energy.

An old cultivator with a withered face pushed open the cabin door and walked in.

Gu Qinghuan opened her eyes and quickly stood up to salute.

"Master..."

The old man smiled and waved his hand at her.

"We have just entered the Chu Kingdom. In another two hours, we will arrive at the Little Sun District."

Upon hearing her master's words, Gu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a hint of uneasiness on her face.

"Master, I..."

The old man chuckled and said, "The Sect Master is right. You have been too smooth. To achieve a perfect state of mind, occasional setbacks are not a bad thing..."

Gu Qinghuan didn't say anything, she forced a smile and turned her head to look out the window.

"You little thief, I'm coming..."

(End of this chapter)