Fu Xi coldly snorted and said, "These Western Regions Alien Clans are utterly unreasonable. We must give them a profound lesson and let them know that we Eastern Cultivators are not to be trifled with."
Fang Yu spoke in a calm voice:
"Now, the Spiritual Energy of Secret Realms is dispersing all over Huaxia... the Spiritual Energy is filling the cities, and it is inevitable that it will cause mutations among the populace. However... as long as it is the people of Huaxia absorbing the Spiritual Energy, the mutations tend to be positive. For example, increasing strength, improving vision, curing all kinds of diseases. It’s almost impossible to see a situation where people are biting each other in the streets, that would be like turning into zombies, wouldn’t it? So... I suspect that the Western Regions Alien Clan wants to seize the opportunity to create chaos."
Slap!
Chen Daotian slamd the table and said, "These Western Regions Alien Clans are detestable, let take n and wipe them out!"
"Wait a mont!"
Fang Yu raised his hand.
"The urgent matter at hand is that you all should first try the Divine Statue baptism. If the baptism is successful, your Cultivation will increase significantly. If the baptism fails, with your current Cultivation, trying to confront the Western Regions Alien Clan would be akin to courting death."
These words made Chen Daotian and others blush with sha.
Chen Daotian said, "Brothers on the Dark Web, follow to the Dark Temple."
"Yes!"
Xu Huawen seeing this, said, "Hey, I’m also going. If you fail, I’ll give it a try. If I succeed, then you will beco my lackey."
"Go to hell. You don’t stand a chance," cursed Chen Daotian.
The two also felt the pressure of enhancing their Cultivation. Awakened by Fang Yu’s reminder, they imdiately left for the Dark Temple.
As they walked out the door, Lin Weifeng floated away like a breeze toward the base of Tiandu Mountain.
"The two of you, I will go ahead first. Let’s et at the foot of Tiandu Mountain tomorrow."
Chen Daotian and Xu Huawen cursed as they followed, descending the mountain as well.
...
Watching these several fools descend the mountain.
Fu Xi faintly smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, having these brothers and friends, it must be quite interesting for you."
Fang Yu, with hands behind his back, said, "From the beginning to the end, they have all been my support."
Fu Xi nodded and said, "Right... I have ordered a thorough search in Taia Mountain, and finally found a Life Extension Grass... If Mr. Fang has ti..."
Upon hearing this.
Fang Yu chuckled and said, "No problem, just a Life-Extension Pill. After obtaining the mory fragnts that day, I haven’t had the opportunity to refine it for you. In fact, even without the Life Extension Grass, other substitutes can be found, but with the Life Extension Grass, it becos much easier."
Fu Xi smiled and said, "I was also curious, as I thought the Life Extension Grass had beco extinct, but it has sprouted again... I suspect that this is related to the burst of Spiritual Energy in the Secret Realm. Now more and more is coming out from the Secret Realm. Wherever this Spiritual Energy appears, whether it be humans or animals, mutations and evolution occur."
Fang Yu squinted his eyes towards the distance—
"The layout of the cities is about to change. Let’s go, I want to go through those docunts."
"Mhm."
In the following days, Fang Yu stayed at Tiandu Hall, daily reviewing docunts about the Western Regions Alien Clan.
Then, he helped Fu Xi refine the Life Extension Pill.
...
Five days later, at Tiandu Hall.
Fang Yu, as usual, was reading docunts.
A voice ca.
"Report..."
"Your Majesty, Dragon Emperor."
Having just heard this title, Fang Yu expressed his dissatisfaction: "From today onwards, anyone who calls Dragon Emperor will have his legs broken."
"..."
"Inform everyone, no one is allowed to ntion the Dragon Emperor."
"Yes!"
"What is it, speak," Fang Yu put down the docunt in his hands.
This guard ca from the Bai Ze lineage, and was not very familiar with Fang Yu’s temperant.
"Fa...Fang..." he stuttered, not knowing what to call him.
"Get straight to the point." Fang Yu frowned.
"Dark Temple, Lord Chen Daotian, succeeded in the baptism. Cultivation, Supre Heavenly Rank."
Hearing this,
Fang Yu slapped his thigh and said, "I knew this guy could do it!"
Imdiately after, Fang Yu thought of the others and asked, "What about the others?"
The guard shook his head and said, "No one else in the other Divine Halls has succeeded yet, so have failed, and are still trying."
Fang Yu nodded and said, "Understood."
Needless to say, Xu Huawen and Lin Weifeng are not the kind to give up; if their baptism failed, they would definitely try again.
Just as the guard was leaving the hall,
Fang Yu suddenly heard a creaking sound.
He slightly smiled and said, "Co out."
Creak, creak...
At the side of the Dragon Chair, the splendid golden wall began to move.
A square brick protruded forward.
Fang Yu was taken aback.
Who would have thought there was a chanism next to the Dragon Chair?
Even when the Dragon Emperor sat on this chair, he never realized there was a chanism here!
Fang Yu took a closer look.
He saw a frail woman crawling out, her face haggard, in a very sorry state.
"Maid Xia’er?"
He almost forgot about this woman.
It should be noted, although she was just a maid, she had always been a favored person by Empress Ziwei’s side because she was exceedingly wise.
Before, during the confrontation with the Empress, he hadn’t noticed this woman had suddenly disappeared.
Unexpectedly, she was hiding here.
You should know, with Fang Yu’s current strength and cultivation, he could sense the presence of anyone in the vicinity.
Maid Xia’er hiding here, and Fang Yu didn’t even notice it.
Fang Yu stood up, went over to Maid Xia’er, and after looking at the chanism, he gently smiled, "It turns out to be a hidden Array chanism."
Following that, he turned his gaze to Maid Xia’er and said:
"What, couldn’t hold back anymore? Knew you had to escape?"
Maid Xia’er waved her hand and then struggled to kneel down, groveling on the ground, saying, "Xia’er greets the Dragon Emperor!"
Fang Yu squinted his eyes and shook his head, "I am not so Dragon Emperor."
"Huh?" Maid Xia’er was shocked.
"Talking nonsense has no aning... You have served Ziwei for many years, being her most capable subordinate. In my presence... you still dare to crawl out?" Fang Yu said.
Maid Xia’er’s face looked extrely distressed.
How would she know that Fang Yu would sit here for four to five days!
"Fang, Mr. Fang... Xia’er is willing to be your slave... please spare my life!" Maid Xia’er said.
"You are much more scheming than Ziwei... such a woman, I cannot control!" Fang Yu said indifferently.
"Mr. Fang... I, I am willing to offer myself to you!"
Upon hearing this,
Fang Yu looked at Maid Xia’er; this maid had a bewitching figure and a delicate face, indeed a beauty, but a pity... her mind is ticulous, able to bend and stretch, who would dare keep such a woman by their side.
Thinking this, Fang Yu said, "Disable your cultivation, exile you to Demon Island. Soone—"
Just as he finished speaking,
Maid Xia’er’s eyes sharpened, her whole body seed enlivened like injected with adrenaline, a dagger appeared in her hand, flashing coldly, she said, "Now is the ti!"
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