Immortal of the Nine Realms

Chapter 450: Golden Core Carrying the Coffin, Nascent Soul Opening the Way!

His words are quite reasonable…?

Everyone’s expression turned strange.

Fang Chen looked up and down at Immortal White Tiger, trying to confirm whether he was actually trying to help or if he was just harboring any ulterior motives toward Little Sword.

He knew that this whole incident had brought Little Sword’s existence to light, something ordinary cultivators might not notice but would definitely be discovered by the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Thinking about that, Fang Chen looked at his own corpse. He saw that Little Sword and the Mirror of the Universe were both within his body.

Fang Chen sighed lightly. Little Sword did not listen to him in the end.

After obtaining everyone's permission, Immortal White Tiger arrived beside Fang Chen’s corpse. His palm-like claws lightly touched Fang Chen's body. A faint white light slowly lit up, and the onlookers saw a red mist circulating within Fang Chen's body!

Immortal White Tiger revealed slight joy. "Everyone, there are still remnants of the Vajra Bodhi's medicinal properties."

Then, he guided the red mist to circulate around, as if he was using a special technique.

After about a quarter of an hour, the red mist became increasingly faint until it finally dissipated, but Fang Chen's body remained like a dry corpse, showing no signs of recovery.

"It's not working, he's truly dead..." Immortal White Tiger furrowed his brow slightly, then glanced at everyone. "Who among you is closest to him? I owe him a favor, so I'll repay it to you instead."

Suddenly, a voice spoke up out of nowhere. “Senior, I think that you should wait to repay this favor to Lord Fang. I feel like he won't die.”

All eyes turned to the source of the voice to find a young man dressed as a Daoist.

Li Daoye?

The expressions of Abbess Zhu Yue and the others changed slightly.

"Heh heh, he won’t die?"

Immortal White Tiger chuckled lightly. He shook his head and turned to leave.

The crowd thought that Li Daoye was speaking nonsense; Fang Chen looked completely dead. If even a Nascent Soul Realm couldn't revive him, how could he come back to life?

In a private courtyard of the Fang Family.

Fang Chen was lying on a bed, with Fairy Yu by his side, unwilling to leave.

Xia Ji and the others were gathered around Li Daoye in the courtyard.

"Are you Li Daoye? I heard from Fang Da that you're good at divination. Tell us, what did you mean just now? Is he still alive? Is this corpse fake? Did he use some kind of escape technique? Hm, knowing him, that's possible."

Xia Ji fired off questions rapidly, leaving Li Daoye speechless several times.

Fang Chen, who was observing by the side, chuckled helplessly. Xia Ji was too confident in him. Using an escape technique in front of a Nascent Soul Realm expert?

He wished.

Wu Ruochou suddenly spoke up. "Junior Brother, give him a chance to speak."

Xia Ji closed his mouth.

Li Daoye rolled his eyes before speaking seriously, "I've made some calculations. Although not very clear, I felt a sudden enlightenment. My feeling tells me that Lord Fang isn't completely dead and can still survive!"

“Feel?!”

Fang Qingyao and Abbess Qing He exchanged a glance, feeling that Li Daoyi was too unreliable. He was relying on a mere hunch at a time like this?

Li Daoye tried to explain, but the crowd didn't listen. “It's not just a feeling. You should know that I now possess the inheritance of the Yi Sect and have the Divination of the Stars to support me….”

Xia Ji said solemnly, “Regardless, we will send Fang Da back to Three World Mountain. That is his wish. Since he can't walk, can't speak, and can't open his eyes, I'll be his eyes and his legs.”

Wu Ruochou asked softly, “Junior Brother, is Three World Mountain far?”

“Senior Sister, wait for me in Grand Qian. I don’t want too many people to go there. If Fang Da is going to rest there in the future, I hope he can be peaceful, lest some enemies come looking for trouble,” Xia Ji said softly.

The Hidden Cloud Region was vast, besides those who came from Grand Xia, who else would know where Three World Mountain was? Even if it's a place with the same name, there are probably quite a few.

At that moment, Li Cang walked over slowly, bowed to the crowd, and announced, “E-Everyone, someone wants to come and mourn for the Young Master.…”

Xia Ji instantly exploded when he heard that. He stood up, and cursed, “Mourn?! Is he dead?! Did he personally tell you he's dead?! Ask them to fuck off!”

Li Cang turned around and responded, “Yes, I'll make them leave immediately.”

Outside the private courtyard, there were many cultivators from various factions, some of whom were saved by Fang Chen personally, while others he indirectly saved.

Everyone wanted to come to pay their respects and express gratitude to Fang Chen. Fang Ao and his wife stood at the front gate of the private courtyard and tried to maintain order. Some other Foundation Building Realm cultivators from the Fang Family also came, as they were afraid that there would be remnants of Spirit Blood Sect amongst those people. If Fang Chen's body were to be desecrated, it would hurt countless Grand Qian cultivators' hearts.

"Young Master Xia Ji said that he’s not dead yet, so there's no need for anyone to be worried. Please go back," Li Cang announced loudly as he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard.

With that, he turned around and closed the gate with a bang.

The crowd looked at each other in confusion. Fang Ao and his wife sighed softly and then looked at the crowd. "Please go back."

The crowd sighed softly and started leaving one by one.

"Open the gate, let me see Brother Fang Chen. I am Dongfang Haojie, and this person beside me is Fairy Tianyin from the Purple Pole Dao Academy," Dongfang Haojie said as he emerged from the crowd and knocked on the door.

The gate opened again, and Li Cang whispered softly, "Please come in."

Dongfang Haojie and Fairy Tianyin quickly entered the private courtyard, but they could only stand at a distance and take a glance at Fang Chen because Fairy Yu didn't allow them to come closer. Also, with the presence of that female sword cultivator, Dongfang Haojie didn't dare to act recklessly.

Dongfang Haojie took out the Dragon Bones Heavenly Lantern and looked at the crowd. "Sigh... Everyone, this lantern belongs to Brother Fang Chen. I have filled it but who should I hand it over to?"

Xia Ji suggested, "Give it to Fairy Yu. She has had a good relationship with Fang Da ever since they were young."

Fang Qingyao's eyes dimmed slightly. It turned out that Fairy Yu, who was famous in Grand Xia, was childhood friends with Fang Chen.

"Just give it to me, and I'll pass it on to my junior sister," the female sword cultivator said as she walked out and took the Dragon Bones Heavenly Lantern.

“Then I'll take my leave. If you ever come to Great Wei in the future, be sure to look for me. You are friends of Brother Fang Chen, which means you are also friends of mine!” Dongfang Haojie proclaimed before leaving with Fairy Tianyin.

Li Daoye suddenly looked towards a corner in the shadows. "Fourth Uncle... why are you hiding there?"

The crowd was slightly surprised, and in the next moment, they saw a figure walking out from the shadows.

Just as the female sword cultivator was about to make a move, Nong Guiquan stepped forward and bowed to her. "Please don't misunderstand. I am with Young Master Fang."

Xia Ji had some suspicions as he scrutinized Nong Guiquan, but as Li Daoye had identified him as his fourth uncle, no one doubted him any longer.

Nong Guiquan tossed a storage ring and immediately disappeared back into the shadows. However, before he left, he said, "These were all Spirit Blood Sect cultivators that Young Master Fang wanted me to kill. Their heads are all inside. If... he really isn't dead, remember to have him settle the accounts for me in the future. What he gave me in advance… wasn't quite enough."

The crowd took the storage ring and glanced inside, startled by the gruesome sight of over a hundred bloody heads.

“Indeed, Fang Da is impressive to have found such skilled individuals...” Xia Ji murmured softly.

The next day, under the supervision of the three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, the aftermath in the Imperial Capital was mostly cleaned up. Although there were casualties everywhere, when carefully counted, not many people had died. At the very least, the Spirit Blood Sect suffered heavier losses, as a number of their Foundation Building Realm cultivators were slain.

Almost everyone knew that it was two sword cultivators who had turned the tide and given them a chance at survival.

Suddenly, the people on the street stopped in their tracks and looked in front of them. They saw Fang Tingjian and Fang Wanli carrying a jade coffin, slowly heading towards the city gates with numerous members of the Fang Family following behind.

In the next moment, three figures descended from the sky. The pupils of the crowd contracted sharply. It was the three Nascent Soul Realm cultivators!

Golden Core carrying the coffin, Nascent Soul opening the way!

Nascent Soul cultivators performing the ritual to assist the soul's transition to the afterlife!

The people immediately realized that inside the jade coffin was the sword cultivator from the Fang Family who had sacrificed himself!

Only he was worthy of such treatment!