With the funds, Fang Yuan wantonly bought the beast blood and medicinal materials needed for the Bloodthirsty Gu and the Moonlight Gu.
At the same time, he also bought some medicinal pills that were specially used to recover spirit essence.
One pill could recover half of his spirit essence.
Compared to directly absorbing primeval stones, the efficiency was much higher.
It was not so wasteful.
Everything was for speeding up the cultivation and raising his strength.
Time passed day by day.
Fang Yuan soaked in the medicinal bath every day, and the primeval stones flowed out of his wallet like water.
At the same time, he didn't forget to cultivate the nine-turns rod technique.
In the blink of an eye, he had spent more than half of the box full of primeval stones.
However, the results were also very great.
Fang Yuan consecutively broke through two layers, arriving at the fifth layer of the Foundation Establishment.
Other than that, the nine-turns rod technique was also upgraded to rank three. However, when he wanted to cultivate to rank four, he felt that he was lacking something and could not break through.
Furthermore, the Bloodthirsty Gu and the Drunken Gu had also been upgraded to level two after the Iron Skin Gu.
The Moonlight Gu was much weaker.
What was worth mentioning was that during this upgrade, the Drunken Gu and the Bloodthirsty Gu had obtained a skill respectively.
[Storage] and [Vitality Plunder] !
Vitality Plunder was the Bloodthirsty Gu's skill. Its purpose was to possess a target's body and absorb its energy for its own use.
First was spirit essence, then essence Qi, and finally blood!
Anything with energy could be absorbed.
It sounded a little cruel and bloody. Although Fang Yuan was curious, he could not test the strength of this skill for a while.
Storage was simpler.
The Drunken Gu had a compressed space that could be used to store the brewed wine.
Other than that, it could also store any inanimate objects. It was very convenient.
"Not bad, two skills."
Fang Yuan was satisfied.
Currently, he had two passive defensive skills from the Iron Skin Gu, one offensive combination skill with the Nine-turns Adamant Worm-manipulation Rod, as well as the charging of the Moonlight Gu and the Vitality Plunder which was the most recent.
With the support of the nine-turns rod skill, in addition to so many skills, he could be said to have both offensive and defensive powers.
However, at this moment, a clamor came from the main hall outside the courtyard, as if someone had come to his house to cause trouble.
"Could it be that something has happened at the shop?"
Fang Yuan frowned slightly, rushing over to check on the situation.
In the main hall, there were already a few muscular men surrounding the Fang father and son, and all of them had fierce and aggressive expressions.
However, the person who seemed to be the leader at the front appeared to be refined. He looked at Fang Wen Heng, who was sitting at the main seat, and slowly spoke.
"Master Fang, we have been working together for many years. We all understand that nothing must happen to this batch of goods. What do you think? Other than senior Shi Hao, is there anyone else in your family who can escort them? If not, I will have another family do it instead."
Fang Wen Heng frowned and did not speak.
Fang Cheng, who was beside him, pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Song, can you give me two days to go to the tavern to recruit a few thugs to come back and escort them?"
"PFFT."
A burly man behind the leader surnamed Song sneered. "You dare to recruit those stinky fish and prawns in the tavern? Aren't you afraid of them stealing the goods?"
The scholarly young man also curled his lips. "Brother Fang, it's not that I want to criticize you, but your Fang clan can be considered a noble family in Yunding City. I didn't expect that you, as the eldest young master, would come up with such a stupid idea."
Fang Cheng's expression immediately became a little ugly.
"Forget it."
Fang Wen Heng sighed softly and slowly stood up. "I'll personally escort the goods from your house. How about it?"
"Old Master Fang's ability in business is indeed one of the best in Yunding City. I admit that I'm inferior, but as for cultivation..."
The scholarly young man shook his head and pointed at the two burly men beside him. "Perhaps you're inferior to my underlings."
"Impudent!"
Hearing the other party's words, Fang Cheng was instantly displeased. "Song Yuanhong, how dare you disrespect my father!"
Song Yuanhong curled his lips, "I was just stating the truth."
Fang Wen Heng was silent.
Although Song Yuanhong's words were hurtful, the truth was as he said.
Even though he had relied on all sorts of pills to reach the third layer of Foundation Establishment, he had not fought for many years and had little actual combat experience.
Moreover, the Gu worms in his acupoints were not very rare. Most of them were support type Gu worms, and their purpose was to prolong his life.
It could be said that Fang Wen Heng was a support type Gu master, so if he met a battle type Gu master, he would only be beaten up.
There were specialities in this field.
To put it bluntly, in the matter of transporting goods, even if Fang Wen Heng was in the Enlightenment Realm and met a Gu master at the eighth or ninth layer of Foundation Establishment who had both offense and defense, he could only flee.
Song Yuanhong saw him being silent, and shook his head slightly.
"It seems that Uncle is helpless. Since that's the case, please bring out the goods we stored here, and also three hundred palm-sized primeval stones to compensate our Song clan's losses."
"Three hundred primeval stones? You might as well be snatching them." Fang Cheng turned pale with fright.
Primeval stones were undoubtedly helpful to Gu masters. Under normal circumstances, even if the utilization rate was very low, a palm-sized primeval stone would contain enough spirit essence to allow an Enlightenment Realm Gu master to recover to his peak condition.
Three hundred primeval stones was more than enough to buy a platinum rank Gu worm.
This wave of greedy demands could not be met even if the Fang clan was sold.
The other party was clearly trying to make things difficult for them.
"Father."
At this time, Fang Yuan walked out, his gaze unkindly sweeping over them as he asked: "What are these people here for?"
"To add insult to injury." Fang Wen Heng appeared somewhat desolate and did not say much.
Fang Cheng explained, "These are people from the Song clan in the capital. They previously stored a batch of goods in our Yunding City shop. Now that Senior Shi Hao is seriously injured, they've come to pick up the goods and want to have another family escort them."
Fang Yuan glanced at them and felt that things weren't that simple. "What are their demands?"
"They want our family to compensate them with three hundred primeval stones, palm-sized."
"Oh?"
Fang Yuan knew that the other party was here to provoke them when he heard the price. He twisted his neck and asked, "Are you here to cause trouble?"
"Cause trouble?" A big man rolled his eyes. "We're just here to take back what we should take back."
"It'll be easier if you don't cause trouble."
Fang Yuan's gaze swept across the faces of those people and said indifferently, "Uncle Shi Hao is injured and can't escort. Let me deliver this order. How about it?"
"You? A brat who is still wet behind the ears?"
The burly man laughed loudly, looking at him with disdain: "Do you know how much primeval stones the goods are worth this time? If something goes wrong, you cannot even afford to sell your Fang clan's ancestral house!"
Fang Yuan snorted: "Who are you, why are you shouting at me?"
"This is the second young master, right?" Song Yuanhong glanced at Fang Yuan's waist token with the words 'Gu Immortal Sect' engraved on it, laughing lightly, "I have long heard that Fang clan's second young master has joined Gu Immortal Sect for many years, but he is only a Foundation Establishment Stage Gu master, it seems that his talent is very mediocre."
Fang Wen Heng frowned, patting Fang Yuan's shoulder: "Yuan'er, go to the back, let me handle this."
Fang Yuan did not move. He looked at Song Yuanhong coldly, pointing at his nose. "You, come out and take a beating. If you lose, get lost and leave the goods here!"