Chapter 3603: Strolling
Chapter 3603: Strolling
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Hey."
The God Clan blocked Fang Heng’s path.
"What is it?"
Fang Heng revealed the face of an elder from beneath his hood and responded in a hoarse voice, staring at the two members of the God Clan.
The two God Clan members also stared at Fang Heng, their minds stirred, suspicion rising.
Huh? Something was off.
They had heard that the necromancy scholar was a young man, so how had he suddenly become an old man?
Then they thought again—necromancy did have a branch involving aging.
Perhaps this martial artist had experienced some mishap during cultivation, causing a drastic change in appearance.
At least the necromancy aura on him was unmistakable.
One of the God Clan members said coldly, "We come from the divine realm. We heard that a scholar proficient in necromancy has come to the Martial Apex Tournament. Realm Venerable Nick is very interested in you and wishes to meet you. Come with us."
"Inconvenient."
Fang Heng replied and continued walking forward.
He had heard that two of the eight Realm Venerables were from the God Clan, which showed how terrifying the racial talent of the God Clan was.
The Nick they mentioned must be one of those two Realm Venerables.
Want to meet him?
He could prepare for that!
Fang Heng still had serious matters to attend to and had no interest in wasting time dealing with them.
"Stop."
The two God Clan members flashed forward and blocked his path again, staring at him coldly. "Old man, we are sincerely inviting you. Are you shameless enough to refuse us, or do you wish to make enemies with the God Clan?"
"Heh..."
A cold smile appeared on Fang Heng’s lips, a mocking expression on his face. "The God Clan is still so overbearing. I don’t know any Nick. If you want to make a move, do it quickly. I will accompany you to the end."
"You..."
The God Clan members were speechless, completely unprepared for Fang Heng’s audacity.
However, they hadn’t actually intended to act at first.
"What? Weren’t you arrogant just now? Now you don’t dare? Then leave, before you embarrass yourselves further."
Fang Heng snorted disdainfully and walked past them.
"Heh..."
The two God Clan members watched Fang Heng’s retreating figure, laughing furiously with rage, their eyes flashing with killing intent.
The God Clan’s talents were extraordinary. Almost every member was extremely proud and easily provoked by Fang Heng.
Originally, the Elders Council had only ordered them to find the necromancy martial artist to investigate his connection with the Netherworld and the origins of his disciplines. Killing Fang Heng was not necessary.
But now...
That old man actually dared to show disrespect to the God Clan!
No need to ask further.
They would find a way to eliminate him directly.
Did he really think staying on Dimensional Emperor Island would protect him?
Ridiculous!
Another God Clan member asked coldly, "He’s uncooperative. What should we do?"
"Have someone watch him. I don’t believe he will stay on Dimensional Emperor Island forever. The moment he leaves, strike and eliminate him."
"Mm..."
Fang Heng noticed that the two God Clan members had not followed him and continued walking toward the market district.
He knew the God Clan would not give up.
But he had no time to get entangled with them. Finding the Black Orb was the priority.
Fang Heng was thinking when he turned to his side.
A shadow swept past and appeared beside him, quickly taking the form of Zane.
"Fang Heng, what a coincidence. Finished cultivating?"
"Not yet, just paused for a while. I want to go to the market district and look for something." Fang Heng looked at Zane and asked, "What about you? Have you checked the dimensional nodes? How’s the situation there?"
"Ugh, don’t mention it. That old God King is unreliable, getting injured every few days."
Zane waved repeatedly and followed Fang Heng toward the market district, complaining the whole way. "I just found a dimensional node with him, ready to fight some careless aliens, but that old guy’s old injury flared up during the preliminaries, almost ruined everything."
"Luckily, thanks to you, brother, I absorbed the Malevolence and grew stronger, and I drove the three of them away easily."
"Seriously, why is the God King so fragile, getting hurt so easily? He went back to Tiger Venerable yesterday to recover again."
Zane mocked the God King endlessly from behind, then waved his hand and added, "But Fang Heng, the dimensional energy is really something. After I absorbed it, my strength improved. That’s why I came to find you. Brother, we can team up and grind together later."
Zane thought to himself. Although he could absorb some dimensional energy on his own, the efficiency was far slower than teaming up with Fang Heng.
No need.
Why pass up a ready-made strong partner? That would be foolish.
So he returned quickly and waited for Fang Heng to finish his secluded cultivation.
"Is that so..."
Fang Heng murmured to himself, hearing about Zane’s experiences over the past two days.
It seemed dimensional energy could also affect the Evil God system.
The energy from the dimensional nodes must have been quite strong.
Zane encouraged, "Fang Heng, dimensional energy is useful. When shall we go grind together?"
Fang Heng nodded slightly and said, "No rush. First, come with me to the market district. I need to get something quickly."
"All right, no problem. I checked the market district yesterday, I’m familiar with it."
Dimensional Emperor Island.
Market district.
During the Martial Apex Tournament, the entire market area had been separately managed under the tournament’s control.
Fang Heng and Zane slowly strolled along the market paths.
Both sides of the paths had individual stalls.
On the tables were items for sale.
Most stall owners sat behind their tables in meditation.
He hadn’t expected the market area of the highest-tier fighters in the dimensional world to be so simple, almost like a slum.
Fang Heng examined the items along the way.
Most of them were valuable.
Each item had a small note in front, specifying the type of item they were willing to exchange for.
Fang Heng noticed that many stall owners were young people in white robes.
"These people are just managing the stalls for others. Pay some dimensional crystals over there, and you can have someone watch your stall twenty-four hours a day."
Zane noticed Fang Heng looking and pointed to another exit on the far side of the market while continuing to chatter, "Fang Heng, I was here yesterday. Most trades are pure barter. Deals aren’t easy, and once made, you can’t back out. Watch carefully so you don’t get cheated."
"I saw two items related to Evil God energy before, but their exchange demands were too harsh. I couldn’t get them immediately. Isn’t that bullying?"
Zane frowned at this.
Other than being able to identify things that could improve Evil God cultivation efficiency, he wasn’t confident in his own judgment.
"Can’t dimensional crystals be used as currency for trades?"