Chapter 127: Holy Solution Materials
Be careful of Mu Qingtong.
He Jianzhu’s warning was quite profound. Xia Feng naturally knew he had to be careful of Mu Qingtong, but wasn’t Mu Qingtong her daughter, He Jianzhu?
And also—
Mu Qingtong is right beside me, hey!
“What does your mom mean by that?” Xia Feng asked the black-dressed woman calmly, blinking and transmitting his voice.
Mu Qingtong smiled slightly, “She often likes to be mysterious with her abilities, just ignore her.”
She looked up at the black shadow swaying with countless tentacles on the horizon, “Of course, if you’re really curious, you can go ask her directly for clarification.”
“That makes sense.”
Xia Feng decided to quickly move past this topic and looked at the old woman with a hint of doubt, “I have another question, Grandma, why did you pretend to be a married woman in the Life Roulette?”
“…” The old woman’s face stiffened slightly, and she said awkwardly, “Isn’t it more alluring that way? And judging by the situation, sir, you’ve really arrived!”
“!” Xia Feng’s eyes widened, “Damn it, don’t talk nonsense, I didn’t come here because of that!”
Mu Qingtong looked at Xia Feng thoughtfully, “So you only agreed to come with me because of this?”
“I told you she’s talking nonsense!” Xia Feng rolled his eyes, feeling his reputation was inexplicably tarnished. Was he the type of person who liked married women? No, definitely not!
Next, Mu Qingtong asked Uncle Yun’s spirit body the same questions again. Except for the matter of the Life Roulette, the other answers were more or less the same. The old woman hadn’t lied.
Xia Feng went up to the second floor and found that the little girl who had never appeared had all four limbs cut off, leaving only her torso standing on a chair. A desk illuminated by a desk lamp displayed a crayon drawing of a family of four.
“Xiao Wen’s parents and brother are all gone, and then she insulted the gods. This is their punishment,” the old woman said calmly, following Xia Feng.
The little girl held a paintbrush in her mouth, her head slightly bowed, her eyes vacant and mechanically tracing on the paper.
Xia Feng’s breathing stalemated, and he watched quietly for a while.
As if sensing something, he looked up at the clock. The minute hand imperceptibly crept towards the 12, merging with the hour and second hands.
A piercing screech suddenly echoed in the night, bang bang—
Two ink-black tentacles broke through the window. Mu Qingtong casually eliminated Uncle Yun’s spirit body, flashed her figure, and leaped out of the window on the other side.
At this time, Xia Feng also emerged into the sky outside, but to their surprise, countless tentacles were rapidly shooting down from the clouds, or rather, the entire sky, covering the entire town-sized space.
There was no way to avoid it. After a while, both of them were wrapped around their waists by tentacles that couldn’t be cut and were suddenly pulled northward.
Swish swish swish— the tentacles were very intelligent, deliberately avoiding houses, swaying left and right. Xia Feng felt the world spin, and in the face of the strong wind, they quickly arrived above an amusement park.
In the center of the amusement park stood a ten-meter-tall giant tree, laden with more than seventy glistening, tempting apples.
It looked like an enlarged version of a Boon Tree.
Several Spirit Masters were already hanging from the Boon Tree by tentacles, struggling in terror.
Xia Feng and Mu Qingtong were also hung under the tree.
“Yo, new arrivals~” a Gothic lolita, also bound at the waist, turned her head to look at Xia Feng and the two.
“Idiot, now is not the time to make friends!” The TV Man, hanging on the other side, had a gloomy Yizhao Lian on his screen.
“If not now, then when we’re dead?” the Gothic lolita pouted, her heavily made-up eyes blinking at the two, “Hello, my name is Yuan Zhoulv, what are your names?”
“…”
Your name is impressive. Seeing that these two Fourth-stage powerhouses were unfazed, Xia Feng had nothing to fear. He nodded politely, “My name is Fang Pian.”
“Fang Hua,” Mu Qingtong smiled.
“Oh?” The TV Man, who had initially looked displeased, widened his eyes. The black and white Yizhao Lian showed a look of interest, “Brother, your surname is also Fang?”
“Of course~ What’s wrong, my friend…”
“Anyone surnamed Fang is my brother! Good, I’ve made a friend in you.” The Yizhao Lian curved his lips into a smile, but due to the black and white flickering, it looked inexplicably eerie. He grinned creepily, “Oh right, my name is Fang Kuaisi, what do you think, brother, isn’t my name very ‘fang’!”
“…” Xia Feng was truly stumped by this guy. Whether you’re ‘fang’ or not, I don’t know, but I’m a little flustered.
“Ahhh!!” Just then, a scream from the distance shattered the friendly atmosphere between the four.
The four looked back and saw that a Spirit Master closest to the giant Boon Tree began to rot and bleed, turning into a pile of bloody flesh before quickly condensing and compressing into a bright red apple, which hung on the tree.
The faces of the twenty-odd Spirit Masters bound here by tentacles changed slightly. It seemed that the closer they were to the Boon Tree, the sooner they would be turned into fruit.
“So this is the Spirit Flesh Fruit Tree? Seeing it is not as good as hearing about it. It’s truly f*cking amazing!” Fang Kuaisi raised his screen and grumbled.
“Spirit Flesh Fruit Tree?” Xia Feng asked in confusion.
“It’s the Boon Tree the natives call it,” Yuan Zhoulv snorted. “The fruit it bears has the ability to help Spirit Masters forcefully compress their Spirit Particle density, but the side effect is that they tend to become bloodthirsty, irritable, and crave to eat people.” Forcefully compress Spirit Particle density? Xia Feng was shocked.
Spirit Treasure Fruit expands the soul space, indirectly increasing the amount of Spirit Particles, with the side effect of making it difficult to advance in rank if consumed too much.
Spirit Flesh Fruit directly compresses Spirit Particle density, directly increasing the amount of Spirit Particles, while avoiding the problem of difficult advancement associated with Spirit Treasure Fruit. Its effect can be called heavenly, but the side effects are also obvious.
Spirit Flesh Fruit is formed from human flesh. What Spirit Master could eat it without psychological pressure?
“If I understand you correctly, Spirit Flesh Fruit also exists in the outside world?” Xia Feng suddenly asked.
“Of course,” the Gothic lolita clicked her tongue. “Spirit Flesh Fruit is priceless in the Gray Realm. Even a single one would be exchanged for a D-class Spirit Robe or even C-class and B-class Spirit Robes. I didn’t expect its origin to be here.”
The so-called Gray Realm refers to the battle-scarred areas left behind by the ancient times between the Real World and the Nightmare Realm. It is a lawless region and also a place where many criminal organizations and cults operate.
Hearing Yuan Zhoulv’s explanation, Mu Qingtong thoughtfully looked at the red fruits on the tree, “Once a Calamity Beast chooses a location, it’s difficult to move. So if he wants to sell the Spirit Flesh Fruit, he has to rely on people.”
“It seems there’s a reason why this Calamity Realm could exist within District 51 for over a decade without being discovered.”
Xia Feng understood Mu Qingtong’s meaning. Yuanhe Orphanage sends in orphans every year, and they are all cut off from society thereafter. Yet, no one investigates, or if someone does investigate, they are likely silenced in various ways.
Clearly, there were dignitaries acting as a shield, protecting this Calamity Realm. And the dignitaries must have received benefits for protecting it.
Spirit Flesh Fruit might be one of those benefits.
!
With this thought, Xia Feng subconsciously glanced at the sky.
“If the Calamity Beast and the nobles of District 51 are truly cooperating,” Mu Qingtong said calmly, “then the Sky God and the so-called gods are easily understood.”
“The Sky God is the Calamity Beast, and the gods are those in high positions, the dignitaries.”
“Tsk tsk~ As expected of the empire’s nobles, I knew none of these nobles were good people!” The Gothic lolita sneered upon hearing their analysis, “The empire is bound to fall sooner or later!”
“Whether the empire falls or not, I don’t know, but if we fall, sister!” Fang Kuaisi grumbled, “If we don’t find a solution soon, we’ll all die here!”
One Spirit Master after another exploded into bloody flesh in front and gathered into fruit on the tree.
It would soon be their turn, the four of them.
“A solution? Tsk~ My solution is to wait for death,” the Gothic lolita said indifferently, her eyelids raised.
“…” Seeing that his sister also had no solution, the TV Man sighed helplessly, “Damn it, we’re finished.”
Xia Feng, seeing both of them looking resigned to their fate, widened his eyes, “Hey, wait, aren’t you two Fourth-stage powerhouses?”
The Gothic lolita glanced at him and clicked her tongue, “Please, this is a Five-eyed Level Calamity Realm. No, that’s not right. From my estimation, this might even be a Six-eyed Level. In any case, it’s a Calamity Realm we can’t deal with.”
“Damn it, my luck has been so bad lately.” Fang Kuaisi’s expression was grim. “This crappy Calamity Realm made the entrance look like a regional teleportation gate. I thought I could directly reach District 51, but I didn’t expect it to be such a hellhole!”
Hearing the two Fourth-stage powerhouses complaining, Xia Feng was speechless. So you were just chatting and making friends with me because you had no other options?
Xia Feng had thought these two were confident of victory, hence their leisure to chat with him.
This made things difficult. Xia Feng thoughtfully looked at the sky. Above the countless descending tentacles, a giant dark shadow stretched across, vaguely revealing an octopus-like silhouette, obscuring the sky.
“Hey hey? Brother, look quickly! What is that?” Yuan Zhoulv’s eyes widened as she pointed at the Spirit Flesh Fruit Tree.
Everyone looked. The Yizhao Man said expressionlessly, “There’s nothing there, what are you yelling about?”
“Stupid brother, look at the water droplets surrounding the tree, Holy Solution! That’s Holy Solution!” the Gothic lolita exclaimed excitedly.
Xia Feng’s gaze narrowed. Only then did he notice the extremely tiny, golden-glowing water droplets surrounding the base of the giant tree.
“Holy crap! Is that really Holy Solution?!” Fang Kuaisi was startled. “Judging by the amount, if it’s all gathered together, it’s probably about 10 milliliters!”
Xia Feng was also a little surprised. Holy Solution is one of the Holy Solution Materials!
[Holy Solution Materials: 100 ml Holy Solution, Manifestation Traces, 100 obsidian stones of the same attribute]
Each item of the Holy Solution Materials is extremely difficult to obtain. The rarity of Holy Solution is comparable to an A-class Spirit Artifact.
For Holy Solution, even if there’s only a drop, many Fourth-stage, Fifth-stage, or even Venerable Greats would fight for it.
Holy Solution has many uses. For example, when 100 ml of Holy Solution is absorbed, one can achieve a temporary Holy Solution for twelve hours. Additionally, it can greatly enhance Spirit Power, repair fragmented souls, and repair damaged Spirit Artifacts. Of course, its most important use is as one of the Holy Solution Materials.
Holy Solution is an ability possessed only by S-grade and some A-grade Spirit Artifacts, representing the ultimate refinement of a Spirit Artifact’s abilities.
If Holy Solution can be achieved, the combat power of a Spirit Master who already possesses a high-level Spirit Artifact will be terrifyingly enhanced.
Of course, due to the extreme scarcity of Holy Solution Materials, the number of strong individuals who have completed Holy Solution is very few.
