Cultivators Are So Weak in This World-Chapter 301 - 277 Goals Part 1

Unlike the previous nighttime confrontation, although the figure was the same both times, today Zhang Rongfang had changed his clothes, hadn’t worn the human skin mask, and the lighting was different.

It was completely normal for the other party not to recognize him.

"The person you fought with? What business do you have with him?" he asked calmly, in a deep voice.

"There are just some matters, and I would like to inquire about them face to face," Yan Shenjun replied.

"Is it important?"

"Very important."

"He’s not here now. Do you have a way to contact him?" Zhang Rongfang asked. "I can relay the message to him later."

"...." Yan Shenjun looked at him, feeling the figure seemed familiar, but upon further thought, most Martial Artists were brawny and of similar build, so familiarity was normal.

He pondered for a while.

"If he returns, please relay the message: tomorrow afternoon, meet here again at the same time. Thank you."

"Okay," Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"Many thanks," Yan Shenjun cupped his fist in gratitude and turned to leave.

Zhang Rongfang watched him depart, a hint of speculation in his eyes.

But regardless of the person’s intent, his attitude seemed much better than before.

He turned around and hurried in the direction he came from.

Whoosh!

Just then, a slight sound of wind came from behind.

Zhang Rongfang swiftly sidestepped and shifted, seeing a large black hand sweep past where he stood.

Before he could make his next move, that black hand opened its five fingers and reached for his chest.

The speed of the move change was like lightning, smooth and seamless, without any pause, even Zhang Rongfang himself found it unmatched.

The black hand pierced through the air, producing a muffled sound, making him feel an oppressive sensation on his face before he even reacted.

Clearly, its force was enormous.

Zhang Rongfang’s expression remained unchanged as he raised his arms, swiftly striking below the large hand with full force.

Boom!!

The large hand was slightly deflected upwards, brushing past Zhang Rongfang’s forehead.

Only then did he clearly see what his assailant looked like.

It was a two and a half meter tall, bald giant with pitch-black skin covered in burn scars.

The giant wore a sleeveless black leather armor, and below was layered studded fish scale armor.

The two exchanged one move.

The giant, barehanded with a single hand, made it difficult for Zhang Rongfang to fend off with both hands combined.

The opponent’s strength far surpassed human limits, obviously not an ordinary Martial Artist. Certainly, a divine Martial Artist.

Strangely, the giant only made one move, then suddenly retreated.

"As expected....." His eyes were complex, retracting his hand.

"The Golden Toad Skill has reached the Chasing the Sun stage.... It seems the one who fought Yan Shenjun last time was you...."

Zhang Rongfang’s heart chilled. The opponent discerned his Golden Toad Skill after just one move.

This made him involuntarily recall his master, Chongxuan.

Generally, such experts are highly skilled in both martial arts and medicine, only then can they so easily make such determinations.

"Who are you?! Why the sudden attack on me?" Zhang Rongfang’s heart tightened, he asked in a deep voice.

"I am Zuo Han," the giant suddenly cupped his fists, "I didn’t expect to meet the Crown Prince in such a place, it seems providence grants our Thousand Stone Sect a rightful opportunity!"

He sighed.

"Crown Prince, there’s no need to be alarmed, just know we are supporters of the Second Moon King lineage, waiting for your bloodline to re-emerge, we don’t know for how many years now.

Today, we merely wish to have a glimpse of the Crown Prince."

"In the future, if the opportunity arises.... the Crown Prince will surely know our sincerity and resolve." The giant’s speech had an inexplicably strange tone.

Zhang Rongfang felt somewhat uncomfortable for a moment.

Crown Prince? What nonsense?

When did he become some Crown Prince?

He opened his mouth planning to speak, but the other suddenly raised his hand.

A grayish-white object resembling a stone-carved rectangular token flew out, embedding itself fiercely in the tree trunk beside him.

"Until we meet again." As the giant’s voice fell, he vanished from where he stood.

Zhang Rongfang didn’t even manage to see how he departed.

Astonished, he realized that with his current strength and physique, he’s struggling to cope with such an abrupt situation.

It was likely beyond the level of ordinary Super Grade.

Knowing that someone like Zhang Yunqi, at the Three Emptiness realm, he could fight to a draw.

Even against Three Emptiness Spiritual Veins, he would not be this flustered.

Given his current physical constitution, being able to suppress his two-handed full force with one hand undoubtedly pointed to Spiritual Veins.

And very likely a Grandmaster Spiritual Veins!

Every Grandmaster leaves no flaws, achieved through countless battles.

For these people, any flaw they had was found by opponents during breakthroughs and subsequently rectified.

Those that couldn’t were eliminated.

"Thousand Stone Sect.... Grandmaster Spiritual Veins...." Zhang Rongfang recalled the series of things the other had said, suddenly having a faint guess.

A branch of the Sensing Sect is Thousand Stone Sect, combined with prior Thousand Teachings Alliance, even in Citong, he increasingly felt like more trouble was surrounding him.

’Seems I need to find time to go back....’

Zhang Rongfang pondered for a moment, made a decision, and then quickly left the original place, heading in the direction of Ding Luo.

Originally, he intended to wait in the Celestial Extreme Cave for the remaining medicinal herbs for the Golden Toad Skill to be gathered before leaving.

But now, the situation over in Citong was becoming increasingly subtle, and inexplicably, another Thousand Stone Sect had appeared.

He felt it would be better to return to Citong, to seek the protection of a Spiritual Veins expert from the Snow Rainbow Pavilion.

Moreover, Zhang Yunqi, Old Zhang of the Rebel Sect, was over there, along with Chen Han. In any case, their overall strength was much greater than here.

At least Old Zhang was a Three Emptiness Super Grade expert. Along with three Spiritual Veins, the safety factor was greatly increased.

Immediately, he instructed Ding Luo, Sun Chaoyue, and others to pack up everything and return to Citong.

As for the Celestial Extreme Cave, before leaving, Zhang Rongfang picked all the medicinal herbs that could be harvested, made a round of preparations, and stored them well.

The most crucial of these, the Xuan Yang Meat Ganoderma, he decided to let continue growing here.

Another precious herb capable of extending life, the Red Sound Flower, he had never even heard of before, let alone preserved it.

In the end, he could only endure the pain and leave it here.

Before leaving, it was already afternoon, he thoroughly concealed the entrance to the cave, took one last look multiple times, and suddenly felt a bit reluctant in his heart.

He knew that once he returned from here, having such leisurely and secluded cultivation time like now might be impossible.

"Sir?" Sun Chaoyue, standing nearby, watched as Zhang Rongfang stood motionless for a long time and couldn’t help but inquire strangely.

"It’s nothing... let’s go." Zhang Rongfang turned around; ever since the bald giant from the Thousand Stone Sect appeared, the situation was no longer under his control.

He might be able to escape safely using his versatile body techniques, but everyone’s life and death here probably hang on a whim of the opponent.

This was not a flat ground, but a forest, where firearms and crossbow arrows were blocked by too many obstacles.

They simply couldn’t exert the power of low-grade martial artists paired with firearms and crossbow arrows.

If it were an open flat ground, even a grandmaster would risk death without armor protection.

With the martial artist’s dynamic visual tracking ability, aiming and covering fire, it’s basically a death sentence for anyone who comes.

But not here....

Soon, outside the woodland, a team of people moved away along the main road, heading towards Citong in succession.

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Cituogang Port.

Deep within Huangjing Mountain.

The group from the Rebel Sect was practicing martial arts with each other.

They paired up, wearing green short outfits, with herbal sachets on their waists,

In each pair, one attacked while the other dodged without retaliating.

By practicing in this way, they trained their body technique and evasion abilities.

At the edge of the practice area for dozen of people, a few were responsible for fetching water and preparing towels for everyone to wipe off sweat.

Zhang Yunqi sat steadily on a broken wooden stump as if he were sitting in a grand master’s chair.

Zhang Zhenhai was whispering something beside him.

His gaze fell on the field, but his eyes flickered, clearly indicating his mind was elsewhere.

"It’s been so long, the young master hasn’t returned.... Is he still guarding that Celestial Extreme Cave?" he asked softly.

"Yes. That Celestial Extreme Cave is quite significant to the young master. As for this place, Agarwood Palace, at most it suffers from some rumors." Zhang Zhenhai replied.

"It might have just been rumors before, but now, since Shangguan Lianyue’s arrival.... the situation has intensified a bit." Zhang Yunqi shook his head slightly.

"Intensified?" Zhang Zhenhai was puzzled, "Isn’t Shangguan Lianyue guarding Agarwood Palace? I heard that Lord Shangguan, with high martial prowess, is likely not an ordinary Spiritual Veins but an expert from Snow Rainbow Pavilion, applied through the upper level of the Great Dao Teaching Dao Palace."

She questioned, "With such an expert here, what can the other places do?"

"That’s not the perspective...." Zhang Yunqi shook his head. "Though Shangguan Lianyue is indeed formidable, his actions not only haven’t eased previous tensions but have, instead, pushed troubles that weren’t supposed to be Agarwood Palace’s responsibility onto the young master."

"The Linlang Association and Hundred Merchants Association are nothing but a group of pirates and a merchant alliance, even if it really is the young master, so what? At worst, just wipe them out directly." Zhang Zhenhai was dismissive.

"Aren’t you subconsciously entertaining some doubts in your heart that those previous matters were the young master’s doing? Otherwise, you shouldn’t be saying these things." Zhang Yunqi shook his head.

Zhang Zhenhai was taken aback, immediately recognizing the inconsistency in herself.

But she was defiant.

"So what? What’s there to be afraid of those two forces? Father, you alone can infiltrate and assassinate their high-ranking officials, can’t you?"

"That’s where you’re wrong. The Linlang Association’s backer, Zhou Xue Ming, is not an ordinary person. I’ve crossed paths with this individual in secret; he not only reached Three Emptiness but is also a Spiritual Veins after deification.

Though, after deification, his power did not increase much, even if he achieved it, his strength wouldn’t be vastly different from mine." Zhang Yunqi explained.

"Three Emptiness Spiritual Veins?" Zhang Zhenhai was suddenly solemn. "How could a mere pirate force possess Spiritual Veins?"

"He’s no mere pirate.... Standing behind him is suspected to be the Jade Sea Dragon God Sect."

"Jade Sea Dragon God? Aren’t they affiliated with the Western Sect?" Zhang Zhenhai frowned, perplexed.

"The Jade Sea Dragon God itself doesn’t belong to the Western Sect; rather, it’s some of the spirit guardians and Spiritual Veins who worship it and joined the Western Sect.

As a sect, its followers are many, especially those whose livelihood depends on the sea.

And among these, not all can be considered to be from the so-called West Sect Sea Dragon." Zhang Yunqi explained.

"Understood.... So, Father, how should we respond now? Should we send someone to investigate secretly?" Zhang Zhenhai asked.

"I’ve already sent people. However, the clues are difficult to investigate." Zhang Yunqi shook his head.

Suddenly he looked up, gazing into the distant sky.

From there faint bird calls could be heard.

The calls were exceptionally crisp and rhythmical.