Chapter 669: Backbone Hero Huang Fugui

Wang Changsheng summoned Wang Qingjing, Wang Qiufeng, Wang Qiuxin, and others, instructing them to return to the Eastern Wilderness. His reason was that the South Sea was no longer safe for them. Wang Qiqi and other unfamiliar faces would temporarily remain in the South Sea.

"Father, aren't you coming back with us?" Wang Qingjing frowned, a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"I have some matters to attend to, so I'll return later. Once you're back, diligently cultivate. If the opportunity arises, we will come back to the South Sea again." Wang Changsheng earnestly instructed her. Wang Qingjing had stayed in the South Sea for a relatively long time, making her easily exposed, so Wang Changsheng could not keep her by his side.

"All right! One day, I will return to the South Sea. The murder of my husband is a debt I must repay." Wang Qingjing's gaze was dark, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent. Zhao Zheng had been very kind to her, but unfortunately, he had died at the hands of the cultivators from Huanglong Island. She had to avenge this.

"A gentleman's revenge is never too late; there will be plenty of opportunities. After you return to the clan, cultivate diligently and never become complacent." Wang Qingjing was already at the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment and had the chance to advance to the Core Formation stage.

"Your daughter understands, Father. Please take care of yourself."

The next morning, Wang Qingjing, accompanied by over twenty clan members, teleported back to the Eastern Wilderness.

Wang Qingshan did not leave but remained. He rarely appeared in public. Wang Changsheng intended to focus on cultivating Wang Qingshan and helping him achieve Core Formation. Given that Wang Qingshan had previously seen Core Formation cultivators from Huanglong Island, he could no longer appear in his true form in the Coral Sea Region to avoid being recognized by them.

Wang Changsheng called Wang Qiqi and the others, gravely instructing them: "We can no longer stay in the Coral Sea Region. I intend to take you to another sea region to develop. To prevent Huanglong Island from causing us trouble, you are forbidden to reveal your origins, and you cannot return to the Eastern Wilderness without permission. Do you understand?" More than thirty Wang family cultivators remained in the South Sea, all of whom were new faces.

"Yes, Ninth Uncle (Grand-uncle)."

Wang Changsheng looked at Wang Qiuhong and instructed: "Qiuhong, you will be in charge from now on." Wang Qiuhong was Wang Changsheng's eldest grandson. He started as a server, and before coming to the South Sea, he managed several shops, proving himself highly skilled in handling administrative affairs.

"Yes, Grandfather."

A month later, Chen Zheng summoned Wang Changsheng and said: "You were right; it is indeed a small spirit clam mine. What do you want?"

"This junior would like two portions of Core Formation spiritual items and a bottle of Blood Essence Pills." Each portion of Core Formation spiritual items cost over 300,000 spirit stones, and a bottle of Blood Essence Pills cost over 100,000 spirit stones. Together, they amounted to more than 700,000 spirit stones. However, the value of the spirit clam mine exceeded one million spirit stones, so Wang Changsheng didn't expect Chen Zheng to agree directly and thus raised the price to allow for negotiation.

"No problem. That named disciple of Senior Martial Brother Ye, Wang Qingshan, can now attempt to reach the Core Formation stage." Chen Zheng said meaningfully that if Wang Qingshan were not the named disciple of Sword Venerable Xiaoyao, giving him one portion of Core Formation spiritual items would have been sufficient. After all, the Grand Unity Immortal Sect still needed to send people to mine the spirit clams, and it would not be extractable in a short period.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "That's natural. Qingshan is a key cultivation target for our Wang family."

After the time it takes to steep a cup of tea, Wang Changsheng walked out of Taiyi Palace. His storage orb now contained two portions of Core Formation spiritual items and a bottle of Blood Essence Pills. He now possessed four portions of Core Formation spiritual items, enough to help two clan members attempt the Core Formation stage.

The next morning, Wang Changsheng, accompanied by over thirty clan members, teleported away, heading towards the Red Moon Sea Region.

In the Five Dragons Sea Region, on a somewhat remote island.

A yellow light suddenly appeared on the horizon, swiftly soaring through the sky at extreme speed. Behind it, five streaks of escape light of various colors followed. A heavy bell chime resounded, and the yellow light abruptly stopped, revealing a pockmarked man in a yellow robe. It was Huang Fugui, his face filled with terror. Several glittering magic treasures shot towards him, fiercely striking at Huang Fugui. The magic treasures moved at lightning speed, reaching him instantly.

A blue light glowed around Huang Fugui's body, and a blue armor suddenly materialized—it was the Turtle Scale Art. With a flick of his wide sleeve, a large expanse of yellow gravel flew out, forming a yellow shield about ten feet tall that blocked behind him. A tremendous roar erupted. The yellow shield was shattered, and the attacks fiercely struck the blue armor, causing several small cracks to appear on its surface.

"I've told you it wasn't me. Are you really going to exterminate me?" Huang Fugui gnashed his teeth and said this. He had been living quite well in the Myriad Demon Sea Region, hunting demonic beasts with a demon-hunting team, accumulating a large amount of wealth, and possessing five magic treasures. His life was rather comfortable. If nothing unforeseen happened, in a hundred or eighty years, he might have had the chance to attempt the Nascent Soul stage.

During one of his beast hunts, cultivators from the Sun-Moon Palace suddenly appeared, accusing Huang Fugui of killing their fellow cultivators and attempting to apprehend him. Naturally, Huang Fugui did not surrender but fled immediately. Huang Fugui was already at the sixth layer of Core Formation, and his cultivation technique was geared towards self-preservation. When he fled at full speed, even ninth-layer Core Formation cultivators could not catch him. However, the cultivators from the Sun-Moon Palace pursued him relentlessly, issuing a sky-high bounty of five million spirit stones for his capture.

"Hmph, it wasn't you? Then why are you running?" Huang Fugui cursed the true culprit fiercely in his heart. He would never proactively provoke other Core Formation cultivators, much less kill cultivators from the Sun-Moon Palace. He had no idea which damned individual had killed the Sun-Moon Palace cultivators and made him take the blame.

Wang Changsheng and the other two had not used their true appearances that day. The Sun-Moon Palace could only trace them through the magic treasures they used. Wang Changsheng had used the Turtle Scale Art and the Nine-Twist Divine Sand, which the Sun-Moon Palace cultivators then traced. Tian Jiong rarely appeared in public, making him untraceable. As for Fairy Ziyue, there were many Core Formation cultivators who used third-tier puppet beasts; one could buy them with enough spirit stones, making them difficult to track.

Huang Fugui knew the Turtle Scale Art, which Wang Huashan had sold to him. As for the gravel magic treasure, he had acquired it at an auction; it was useful for both offense and defense. Because he possessed the gravel magic treasure and knew the Turtle Scale Art, he was considered a suspect by the Sun-Moon Palace. As for physique and cultivation level, they could be altered, as such secret arts existed in the cultivation world.

Whizzing sounds pierced the air as several streaks of spiritual light shot directly towards Huang Fugui. Huang Fugui gritted his teeth and formed a hand seal. The yellow gravel suddenly burst apart, transforming into a dazzling yellow light that enveloped a large area. Seizing this opportunity, Huang Fugui took out a yellow command flag, tossed it in front of him, and sent a spell into it. A loud whistling sound erupted, and a yellow hurricane dozens of feet high materialized out of thin air. Huang Fugui entered the yellow hurricane and swept away into the distance. His speed was incredibly fast; in less than a breath, he was already a hundred feet away.

"Pursue him! Don't let that fatty escape, he's worth five million spirit stones!" The five Sun-Moon Palace cultivators hastily put away their magic treasures and gave chase.

Soon after, the six streaks of escape light vanished into the horizon, as if they had never appeared.