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"Five hundred thousand points! What is this?" Fang Chen gasped, his gaze fixed on the small Purple Leaf nearby, his expression changing dramatically.
Recalling the moment when his Divine Consciousness swept over the Purple Leaf and sensed its overwhelming Frenzy for slaughter, Fang Chen's dark pupils contracted slightly.
Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he took a deep breath and glanced at the purple leaf once more before shifting his gaze elsewhere.
Fang Chen knew very well that this mysterious Purple Leaf was not something he could approach at this moment. Moreover, even the terrifying fifty thousand points were enough to make him hesitate.
"The Puppet Beast of the Primordial Embryo Realm." As he looked at the Puppet Beasts exuding powerful auras, nearly human-sized and strikingly similar to real people, a flicker of excitement flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.
If he had a Puppet Beast from the Primordial Embryo Realm by his side, he wouldn't need to endure in silence until the Entry Examination was over and he had broken through. He could probably rely on the power of this Puppet Beast to teach Wang Lin and Song Nanfeng an unforgettable lesson right now.
Furthermore, Fang Chen would not forget that the crisis facing the Fang Family was far from over. The mysterious Rivals from Heavenly Flame Kingdom would arrive in six months. According to the script from his previous life, powerful beings from the Primordial Embryo Realm would intervene then. Although Fang Chen left behind some Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruits before departing, which might allow his father and grandfather to reach the Late Stage of Transformation Realm within six months, breaking through to the Primordial Embryo Realm still seemed unlikely due to the short time frame. If there were a Puppet Beast from the Primordial Embryo Realm guarding the Fang Family at that time, Fang Chen would feel much more at ease.
However...
Feeling the points required to exchange for a Puppet Beast from the Primordial Embryo Realm, Fang Chen's eyelids twitched slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. Even for the weakest Puppet Beast equivalent to an early-stage Primordial Embryo Realm warrior, it required a staggering fifty thousand points. This was undoubtedly far beyond what Fang Chen could afford with just over ten thousand points at present.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, Fang Chen turned his gaze elsewhere again.
"I don't lack pills; I can refine them myself. As for magical treasures..." Fang Chen murmured to himself, contemplating how to spend his remaining points of over ten thousand. Suddenly, a glint of brilliance flashed in his eyes.
In terms of magical treasures, with the Azure Sulfur Lamp and Underworld Evil Eye, along with having swept through a large number of Crimson Bright Sect disciples on the mountain path and obtained numerous storage bags, Fang Chen did not lack magical treasures. In particular, he had dozens of ordinary spiritual weapons like swords and knives.
In comparison, defensive spiritual weapons were extremely scarce among them; even if there had been some before, most had already been shattered. After all, these individuals had been killed by Fang Chen himself, so it was natural that they wouldn't leave behind many good defensive spiritual weapons.
Thinking this, Fang Chen's gaze swept towards a shimmering spot in the void filled with crystalline light.
After a few moments.
"Heavenly Armor, it's you." Fang Chen's Divine Consciousness rolled out and took one of the inner armors that glowed with a sky-blue light.
At the same time, Fang Chen's remaining eighteen thousand points instantly dropped to eight thousand. This Heavenly Armor required a full ten thousand points!
Feeling the drastic decrease in points, Fang Chen's eyes twitched in pain. However, as he brushed his hand over this piece of Heavenly Armor, which had reached the level of an exquisite spirit tool, and sensed the immense power contained within, his expression finally improved slightly.
Defensive spirit tools are essential for survival, and their prices naturally far exceed those of offensive spirit tools, even comparable to spirit tools like Dan Furnaces of the same level. Moreover, the price varies significantly with each small tier difference; an exquisite spirit tool is not at all comparable to the Medium-Grade Spirit Tool Dan Furnace that Fang Chen had purchased earlier.
It is worth noting that within the Great Zhao Kingdom, such an exquisite spirit tool like this inner armor would tempt even powerful beings from the Heavenly Realm to act. After all, defensive treasures of this level are quite rare. In his previous life, Fang Chen did not possess a single one. Therefore, overall, spending ten thousand points was still very worthwhile. At least with the Heavenly Armor, Fang Chen's means of survival would be greatly enhanced, and even when facing strong opponents from the Heavenly Realm, he wouldn't be directly killed.
"Still over eight thousand points left." Fang Chen murmured as his gaze scanned the myriad treasures in the sky. Soon, he identified what to purchase next.
"Speed Talisman, Instant Transmission Talisman, Ten Thousand Miles Instant Talisman." A glint flashed in Fang Chen's eyes.
The Speed Talisman increases speed by thirty percent for one moment after use, making it extremely useful for escaping or pursuing. The Instant Transmission Talisman and Ten Thousand Miles Instant Talisman are even better for survival.
With a movement of his Divine Consciousness, Fang Chen's remaining eight thousand points rapidly diminished in that instant.
Moments later, Fang Chen's Divine Consciousness finally withdrew from the treasure void within the token.
"Only a little over a thousand points left." Opening his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashed in Fang Chen's gaze.
There were too many treasures, yet his points were insufficient.
Shaking his head, he gathered all his belongings and looked out the window at the pitch-black night. A glimmer of light appeared in Fang Chen's eyes.
"The strange power within Brother Qianyuan's body, with my current cultivation level, it's not difficult to remove it. However, it might attract that Inner Sect Disciple named Wang Tong." Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Fang Chen suddenly had a thought and murmured to himself.
"Once I break through to the Alchemy Realm, I'll help Brother Qianyuan eliminate this strange power." He spoke softly to himself.
An Inner Sect Disciple was not someone Fang Chen could contend with at the moment. However, once he broke through to the Alchemy Realm, with Fang Chen's methods, although he might still find it difficult to contend with an Inner Sect Disciple at the Primordial Embryo Realm, at least he would be able to protect himself. Moreover, by then, Qian Yuan would have likely broken through to the Primordial Embryo Realm or even advanced to the Inner Sect. Even Wang Tong would be left helpless.
The night passed quickly as Fang Chen immersed himself in cultivation.
When the night was torn apart and dawn broke in the sky, Fang Chen slowly opened his eyes while sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"Spiritual Field, Purple Granules." A flash of brilliance suddenly appeared in his dark eyes as Fang Chen murmured to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, he gracefully got off the bed, picked up the artifact-level hoe from the corner, pushed open the door, and walked outside.
At this time, it was still not fully bright; the sky remained somewhat dim. However, when Fang Chen opened the door, he saw many people gradually making their way toward the Spiritual Field, most of them wearing excited expressions. Clearly, after a night of contemplation, most had already learned about the secrets of the Spiritual Field. Yet, upon seeing Fang Chen's figure, these individuals immediately exchanged glances filled with deep respect.
Casting a casual glance around, Fang Chen did not linger and swiftly moved toward the nearby Spiritual Field.
"There are quite a few people here." Before him lay a vast expanse of land, measuring several dozen miles in both length and width. The entire area exhibited a somewhat eerie black-purple hue, crisscrossed by deep ravines that divided the land into distinct sections, resembling a large cake. In each of these sections, figures were bustling about.
Fang Chen did not pause and flew straight into the depths of this black-purple land.
"Another one has arrived." Someone looked up at Fang Chen's flying figure and murmured.
"Here comes another fellow wanting to venture deeper. This batch of newcomers is really interesting; I wonder how long they'll last before being driven out—three breaths, five breaths, or ten breaths?" someone sneered, a mocking expression on their face, their gaze flickering as if waiting for something.
These individuals were all youths who had arrived at the Ziyang Sect before Fang Chen and his group.
Boom!
Just then, a violent rumble erupted from deep within the Spiritual Field, and at the same time, sound waves surged through the air toward Fang Chen.
"Get lost!"
The voice was like thunder, shaking the mind even from a distance. Just this sound wave alone was enough to repel an ordinary Qi Master, yet Fang Chen, positioned at the very center of this sound wave, merely frowned lightly.
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