1051 Making Things Difficul (1/2)
”It's true that most things don't go according to plan in life!” Fang Yuan sighed as he left the Myriad Symbols Palace.
Although there was a staggeringly vast amount of magical powers and mystic techniques in the palace, it did not have what he wanted the most.
”I didn't even find anything that was remotely related to a clone mystic technique. But there were three time-type magical powers. Unfortunately, not only are they prohibitively expensive, but they're even more unsuitable for inscribing on the Clam Dragon…
”But I still need to exchange for these magical powers as a reserve! I can't let space-type magical powers slip by either.”
Fang Yuan was determined.
However, you still needed to have contribution points to exchange for magical powers in the Myriad Symbols Palace.
These contributions naturally referred to contributions to the barbarians and the Holy Mountain, and you could only obtain them by doing missions.
Of course, he could also turn in some magical powers, magic artifacts, information, and so on to exchange for them. However, he could only do it a few times. If he tried to turn in all the magical powers and cultivation techniques from the Pantheon Palace, the Holy Mountain would inevitably become suspicious.
”Robbing them won't work either. Looks like I will have to do missions.”
Fang Yuan's eyes were still burning with determination. ”After all, there are Immortal Patriarchs on Holy Mountain, so I can't be too presumptuous. At least, I'll have to wait until I have some certainty of success!”
This did not mean fighting the Immortals. As long as they could not do anything about it, it would be a success!
In this regard, even the Pantheon Palace was somewhat powerless.
After all, even if an Immortal's spiritual will did not detect it, as long as they saw Fang Yuan hiding in the immortal abode, they could quickly conclude what Fang Yuan was up to. By then, they could just scan the place inch by inch to find the Pantheon Pantheon, and then Fang Yuan would only be able to passively withstand attacks.
”I'll at least have to wait until the Illusion Realm's nomological laws reach large success if I want to do as I please in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.”
The large success in the Illusion Realm's nomological laws was just one step shy of complete comprehension.
When the Nomological Laws of Saber achieved large success, it would produce Saber Realm.
And the Illusion Realm's nomological laws reaching large success had to be even more terrifying!
After all, the harder the nomological laws were to comprehend, the more powerful they were! If he could completely comprehend the Illusion Realm's nomological laws, then its power might rival some lesser Great Daos!
”The Dao of Space is the best for mobility and saving myself. By that time, even Immortals can't do anything to me, and then I'll be able to do many things. ”
This was the bar Fang Yuan set for himself before he would venture outside the Hundred Thousand Mountain.
”Master!” He returned to the residence and saw Saber King Mo He.
”Hmm, how's your saber practice coming along?”
”I drew my saber ten thousand times and seemed to have gained something!” Fang Yuan waved his hand and unleashed Saber Qi that was stronger than yesterday.
”Nice, really nice!” Mo He was dumbfounded for a moment and then became speechless.
Such a strong disciple learns anything incredibly quickly. It's quite a blow to the master… he thought resignedly.
However, he put on a smile on his face. ”There's indeed quite some improvement. Oh right, I heard that you were gathering the blood of nine types of mutated beasts and a thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit?”
He tossed over a few gourds.
”Blood of the lava-heart snake, infinite-strength heaven azure bull, and flying heaven thunder beast?” Fang Yuan checked the contents and was slightly shocked. ”Thank you, Master!”
”There are plenty of mutated beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and obtaining some blood is easy. But that isn't the case for the thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit. It's at the level of heavenly materials and earthly treasures and is a little troublesome…”
Mo He was slightly puzzled. ”What do you need them for?”
”I had a fateful encounter and obtained a body refining technique. I need these things for that,” Fang Yuan answered half truthfully.
”I see. Indeed, a powerful body is very compatible with the Nomological Laws of Saber!” Mo He exclaimed. ”As for this thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit, there's an elder on the Holy Mountain, but… I have a grudge with him.”
Fang Yuan rolled his eyes inside his mind when he heard this.
It seemed all of the Apotheosis realm elders on the Holy Mountain had some sort of enmity with Saber King Mo He. This kind of enemy-making ability was also remarkable.
He wondered if Mo He's other in-name disciple had the feeling that they had been conned.
”Oh well. I'll put down my pride and go see Wu Qi!” Mo He gritted his teeth, and Fang Yuan began feeling hopeful.
It seemed like it was just a small grudge.
He eagerly wanted the thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit. If he managed to gather all the materials, he would be able to immediately reach the second level of the Hundred Physical Forging Technique, which also meant the fifth star of the Nine Star Pearl Mystic Technique!
He had already unlocked four stars and was comparable to the peak of the Primordial Core realm. If he could unlock the fifth star, even if his advantage in comprehending nomological laws would be overtaken by Apotheosis realm powerhouses, he would at least be able to use his own strength to stay alive in front of them.
…
Wu Qi's residence was higher up the Holy Mountain, letting Fang Yuan know that his power and status were obviously a level higher than Mo He.
”Wu Qi!” Mo He entered the door directly after reaching the place.
There were singing and dancing in the great hall, and a fat and bald barbarian sat on the main seat enjoying himself. His eyes suddenly widened when he saw Mo He. ”Mo He!? Why are you here?”
”I heard you have a thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit. I am willing to trade for it with five dao talismans. What do you think?” Mo He tried his best to sound humble.
”Thousand-year Blue Heart Fruit? Mo He… are you… are you pleading with me?”
Wu Qi was taken aback and immediately touched the scar on his bald head.