Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "Brother Qi, calm down a bit. All these years, ask yourself, how much have we sent? Much more than your own resources, haven’t we? Everything has been to bring the Sixth Fang back to life, right? We have already done our best for your brother."
Feng Yunqi sneered coldly: "Xue Fuxiao, saying this makes you utterly heartless!"
"Did I say sothing wrong?" Xue Fuxiao retorted defiantly.
"Now, the Sixth has been in a coma for seventeen years, and we don’t even know if he can live. Let’s just lay all the cards on the table."
"You keep saying he’s rely my brother, don’t you feel guilty about that?"
Feng Yunqi sneered: "Was the Sixth really mine? Or rather, is he really just mine?"
Xue Fuxiao was shocked: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Feng Yunqi angrily shouted: "He’s particularly attentive to the Guardian matters; do you really think I’m an idiot? This ti, he forcibly pried into the heavenly secrets and suffered backlash, all because of Dongfang Sansan’s plot, resulting in serious injuries. Don’t you think I can see through it? Dongfang Sansan, known to be stingy, surprisingly kept sending Heavenly Treasures for a non-Guardian Sixth Fang? Before, even asking your Dongfang Strategist for so tea leaves felt like ripping his heart out; deliberating for half a day to give three taels... Just how important is Fang Yunzheng?"
He beca increasingly indignant: "Three taels! This is what the Guardian Chief Strategist does! When I asked Yan Nan for tea leaves, they imdiately gave several dozens of pounds!"
"In the end, just for Fang Yunzheng, Dongfang Sansan sent twenty-seven batches of Heavenly Treasures over thirty-seven years, just to keep him alive."
"Aren’t you afraid I’ll figure it out? Your Dongfang Strategist thinks he can manipulate ? I’m not a fool, I just can’t abandon my bond that spans over ten thousand years. Whether he’s a Guardian or from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, it doesn’t matter to anymore."
"Ten brothers once ranked among the heroic seats for the Heroic Order of the World. We aid to make that Order; but later, Dongfang Sansan took the credit."
"Regarding whether the Sixth Fang was yours from the start, or joined midway, I don’t care anymore. I just want him to awaken!"
Feng Yunqi stated: "So if you’re not going to take responsibility for this, I will take him directly and join Wei Wo Zheng Sect!"
The old man waved his arms: "After all, the Black and White Ginseng is already obtained! The missing items aren’t many. Even if we can’t fully restore him, reviving him in a semi-conscious state isn’t difficult."
Xue Fuxiao’s mind was in utter chaos, and such complex matters left his brain completely stalled.
He twisted his face to ask: "What’s missing then?"
"The most needed are the True Soul Yin Yang Root and the Flying Phoenix Nether Ginseng; but those aren’t items that can be found in this world, even if they exist, only Wei Wo Zheng Sect has them."
Feng Yunqi sighed.
"Is that it?"
Xue Fuxiao rembered the Space Ring Fang Che had given him and blinked in a daze for a long ti.
Then he recalled Feng Yunqi’s lengthy speech.
Feng Yunqi’s words left him suspicious and uncertain, asking: "How can you be certain the Sixth Fang is ours? If he were ours, I wouldn’t remain unaware. You know my position, even I don’t know how could it be possible?"
Feng Yunqi snorted, rolling his eyes, aiming pure disdain at Xue Fuxiao.
Using an extrely contemptuous tone: "Would Dongfang Sansan let you know? With your level of intelligence, would he let you know? With your muddled state even after my lengthy explanation, would he let you know? With you..."
Xue Fuxiao suddenly felt an urge to draw his sword.
Was this old fool implying I’m an idiot? He must be suicidal!
"Are you blind? In Four Seas and Eight Desolates Tower, I’m strategizing brilliantly, can’t you see?"
"Nonsense! Without Duan Xiyang’s cooperation, you wouldn’t achieve a damn thing!"
Feng Yunqi scoffed at him.
Xue Fuxiao thought this statent seed to make sense.
So Xue Fuxiao pouted and said: "Wei Wo Zheng Sect has them, but we may not necessarily lack them."
Feng Yunqi smiled faintly: "Those True Soul Yin Yang Root and Flying Phoenix Nether Ginseng don’t even belong to this world, I’ve witnessed you and Duan Xiyang dividing heavenly and hellish resources, and those two were not among them."
Xue Fuxiao sneered coldly: "Brother Qi is short-sighted; if we don’t obtain them from heavenly and hellish hands, can it be that those entering can’t find them? Brother Qi, you’re underestimating the world’s heroes."
"Haha..." Feng Yunqi was amused by Xue Fuxiao.
"What are you laughing at?"
Xue Fuxiao asked.
"I laugh because your body is completely feeble, yet your mouth remains stubbornly firm."
"If I have them, what would you say?"
"If you do have them, I’ll call you ’Dad’!" Feng Yunqi blurted out.
"I don’t want a son like you."
Xue Fuxiao rolled his eyes.
Feng Yunqi was playing around verbally, but he was actually setting himself up. If Feng Yunqi really got tricked into calling him ’Dad’, he might never see this guy again in his life.
For a bit of verbal advantage, bearing such a significant loss was not only unwise, but likely Dongfang Sansan would really chew him out.
"If I have them, how about you do three things for us Guardians? Let Sansan decide these three things. Do you dare?" Xue Fuxiao asked, feeling increasingly wise himself.
Previously, I couldn’t even think of saying such trap-setting words.
"Haha... Not just three, thirty things can be done. As long as my brother can wake up, even if he wakes up and follows you to beco a Guardian, it’s worth it!"
Feng Yunqi’s expression showed so excitent.
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