It’s a ss in my hands!
If I want to publish a book, it goes without saying that I need to have the strength to stand against Duan Xiyang.
Or simply ask Duan Xiyang to have a discussion... eh?!
Fang Che’s eyes suddenly lit up.
If I directly discuss with Duan Xiyang, this matter might actually be feasible.
But this business requires careful planning and must be thought through thoroughly, can’t ss up.
I’ve already reported to the Yin Shen Palace several tis, including the fact that I’ve trained all these demons; the Yin Shen Palace already knew about it.
But now the Southeast Guardian is crazily besieging the Four Sects, and the Yin Shen Palace is hiding, not daring to erge.
Even regarding the news of my return, the Yin Shen Palace has no energy or enthusiasm.
Because he knows that this guy is now doing nothing, bored to death, sending ssages in the na of reporting, while actually just harassing .
"Master, disciple is dying of boredom, nothing to do... got to find sothing to do, is there any task?"
"No! Get lost!"
"Master, I’m really bored to death..."
"Get lost!"
"Master, I’ve already mastered the advanced Chapter of Blood Spirit Seven Swords, but I still don’t fully understand how to integrate Montum. I’ve only integrated Montum, Killing Formation, Killing Intent, and Evil Qi. As for how to integrate Earth Formation, Heavenly Formation, Star Formation, I’m still a bit clueless, please guide , Master."
"Get the hell away, as far as possible!!"
The Yin Shen Palace cursed furiously, jumping with rage.
The old man hasn’t even mastered it yet, and you have already integrated so much. Are you purely showing off in front of ?
"Master, do you have any difficulties with this swordsmanship? I can help."
This ti, the Yin Shen Palace didn’t even bother to reply.
No matter how thick-skinned the Old Demon is, he wouldn’t ask his own disciple for help!
Moreover, I can’t hide it from people like Mu Lin Yuan. If these old bastards spread the word about it, can I still hold my head high?
Even now, after Mu Lin Yuan broke through to the Elder level, he keeps wandering in front of every day, sourly saying: "...Sect Leader, the swordsmanship hasn’t succeeded? It’s not shaful to ask Yemo for help..."
Every ti I hear this sentence, the Yin Shen Palace has an urge to kill.
Really want to throw Mu Lin Yuan into a cesspit and soak for three days.
Any more ssages Fang Che sends to the Yin Shen Palace go unreplied, like it’s dead.
Do whatever you want, anyway, you’re now the darling apple of the Vice Sect Master’s eye, I’m done with you.
...
Fang Che then started ssaging Yan Beihan: "Mr. Yan, what’s up?"
"Spear training."
"Oh, oh, still training the spear? Haven’t you mastered it yet after all this ti?"
"Yemo, what do you want?"
"Nothing."
"...Get lost!"
"Young Master Chen, what are you up to lately?"
"Practicing."
"Oh, oh, practicing is good, you continue."
"Yemo, what’s up?"
"Nothing, was bored, just saying hi."
"..."
Chen Yin was confused.
Damn... just how bored can you get?
"Young Master Xing, it’s subordinate Starlight."
"Starlight, what’s up?"
"Uh, slightly embarrassing to say..."
"Just say it."
"Cultivation resources are a bit scarce..." Fang Che said, looking at the warehouse piled high with Divine Crystals and Elixir Pills.
"Hold on, I’ve been gathering them since the last ti you asked. Almost ready. They’ll be sent over soon. Which kind do you need?"
"Strengthen foundation and vital energy, enhance cultivation without side effects, no Poison Elixir."
"...Hold on!"
...
After bothering everyone he knew and asking Feng Xing for a bunch of resources, Fang Che still felt empty and lonely.
The feeling of utter boredom made him a little unhappy.
Having gotten used to navigating life-or-death situations, dancing on the edge of a blade, circling around the Yama Palace, this peaceful life now felt to him like having fleas crawling all over.
In utter boredom, he ca to the Guardian Hall and was caught by Zhao Ying’er.
"Master Fang, you promised I’d visit your place."
said Zhao Ying’er.
Next to her, Jing Xiuyun, forcibly dragged by Zhao Ying’er, looked helpless.
Jing Xiuyun was surprised that Zhao Ying’er hadn’t given up yet.
Is she really that persistent?
Honestly, won differ from won, like Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying’er. Jing Xiuyun was chased back in the day.
Moreover, the man pursued arduously to finally win the beauty.
But Zhao Ying’er was the one who did the chasing...
So, people’s sadness and happiness are never the sa. Soone like Jing Xiuyun who acts all haughty and still draws n to chase her madly, simply doesn’t understand the pains of soone like Zhao Ying’er who puts everything on the line to pursue a man.
"Ha... it’s just a visit, no problem." Fang Che chuckled: "Anyti, not a big deal."
"Really anyti?" Zhao Ying’er pressed on.
"Yeah, yeah, haha."
"How about tonight, then!"
"Tonight?"
"Mr. Fang, can’t we?"
"...Uh, how about tomorrow? I’ll prepare so dishes, have the wife cook?"
"No need for trouble, we’ll bring everything ourselves."
"Uh, the house is a ss..."
"No worries, we’re just taking a look, that way it feels real."
"..."
Fang Che blinked, unable to find an excuse, cornered completely, so he looked to Jing Xiuyun for help, but she turned her neck away, ignoring him.
"Fine, tonight it is,"
Fang Che agreed. After all, Ye ng had already appeared last ti.
"Okay, then after the shift, we’ll go together with Mr. Fang," Zhao Ying’er smiled, her eyes curved.
"Alright."
Fang Che scratched his head.
Completely baffled, why Zhao Ying’er was so bold today. In his impression, she was supposed to be a very shy girl.
Today’s courage made it completely unmanageable.
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