Fang Ruotang was like a general who was expanding the territory.

She has always only cared about territorial expansion, not about subsequent management.

Anyway, with Jiang Wangzhou and Wuyou around, they will take care of everything.

The logistics department had never made a mistake, which was a source of worry for her.

Furthermore, everyone should shine in their area of ​​expertise, and she is completely unskilled in these things, nor does she have the patience to learn them step by step.

The people from the Demonic Profound Sect arrived a little faster than Fang Ruotang had anticipated.

After all, when she went to the Tianyi Secret Realm to look for someone, the Demon Profound Sect also discovered that the life lamps of the disciples left behind had been extinguished. Such a large demon mine naturally needed to be inspected.

There weren't many people in the vanguard.

He is filled with demonic energy and has reached the Calamity stage, capable of invoking natural disasters and wreaking havoc on the human world. His strength is equivalent to the Tribulation stage of a cultivation sect.

"Can I beat them?" Fang Ruotang wanted to charge in recklessly.

But she was afraid of being sent up and beaten, but there was no one else besides her, since the Supreme Elders and the others were not around.

[The adults just need to go ahead.]

The little mirror waved a flag and shouted encouragement.

Fang Ruotang was instantly filled with confidence and summoned all her babies, including the little grass baby, which rushed up and down, hoping to bite him.

"Who dares to act so presumptuously on the territory of my Demon Profound Sect?"

"Fang Ruotang of the Eastern Heavenly One Sect!"

"Eastern Territory, you're a cultivator from the Eastern Territory? How did you end up in our Northern Territory... Wait, you said your name is Fang Ruotang? The one rejected by the Heavenly Dao?"

Fang Ruotang subconsciously tilted her head, making an attentive expression.

No, how did she become someone who is disliked again?

"You're courting death! You have a path to heaven but choose not to, and you barge into the gates of hell. I didn't even come looking for you, yet you dare to bully my Demon Profound Sect. Today, I'll show you my power."

Fang Ruotang didn't know what the other person was babbling about. Thinking of the courage the little mirror had given her, she didn't hesitate and directly used the Heavenly Rank Technique, Qiankun Wuji Palm.

This was the first time she had used it. Suddenly, a giant hand pressed down from the dark, cloud-covered sky, slamming all the members of the Demon Profound Sect to the ground.

Fang Ruotang: ...

She was stunned.

"Am I... am I that strong?"

"Zong, sect leader."

Elder Ling and the other disciples of the sect were also startled, but they quickly cheered excitedly, because this abnormally powerful person was their sect leader.

The stronger their teammates, the safer they are.

[That's normal. Don't adults feel anything different about themselves?] The little mirror stayed in Fang Ruotang's sea of ​​consciousness, constantly observing her soul.

Fang Ruotang herself made some changes, but she couldn't detect any difference.

After all, soaking in the hot spring is always so comfortable; it's not just a particular moment, but she's become accustomed to being surrounded by this power of faith.

[Does this mean I'm recovering quickly? I just used a Heavenly Rank technique without any blockage. Those techniques I'd reviewed before appeared directly in my mind in a split second, and I used them immediately.]

Fang Ruotang is very generous and kind to those around her.

However, not everyone was given a Heaven-Rank cultivation technique, because some people would find it useless even if they received one, since they simply couldn't understand it.

It's difficult to learn to walk directly if you can't crawl.

Fang Ruotang was different. These techniques she had reviewed before were as if they were deeply imprinted in her mind, and she could easily use them whenever she wanted.

Yes, sir, congratulations, that's wonderful.

That's good news.

Fang Ruotang mobilized her spiritual power to feel this powerful force.

She was very satisfied.

Whether her soul recovers or she regains her memories, Fang Ruotang doesn't care. What she wants is immense power, the strength to trample everything underfoot.

Perhaps it was the favoritism she received at home since childhood that made her feel that she deserved the best of everything, even though she was sickly. She felt the same way when she arrived in the Cloud Deep Continent.

The focus shifted from basic necessities like food, clothing, and daily necessities to the pursuit of power.

This is why she has always been so dedicated to expanding her territory; by attracting more people to follow her and believe in her, she can recover faster.

"You, ugh..."

The demonic cultivator coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, his spine from the waist down to his legs broken by Fang Ruotang.

Those who were with him but were less capable have already died.

Equipment even dropped around them.

Fang Ruotang wasn't idle either; she had Fan and the others pick up the things, which were all spoils of war.

Seeing that the demonic cultivator was crippled but still kept talking, she kindly offered a word of advice.

"The villain dies from talking too much. You've never heard that saying before, have you? I'm giving it to you today. You're welcome!"

She didn't know whether the demonic cultivator could dodge her attack after they had taken their positions and made full preparations before starting the fight. But she wasn't crazy. Talking about these things during a life-or-death battle would be insane!

Fang Ruotang glanced at the demonic cultivator with great disdain.

Then Fang Ruotang went through a process, read the life story of the demonic cultivator, and left behind three words.

"Kill them!"

Bai Ze went up to perform.

The demonic cultivator glared at Fang Ruotang with resentment, his eyes wide open in death.

Fang Ruotang felt that this resentment was too strong! It was a good thing for her Emperor Banner, so she took out a talisman and trapped the resentful spirit inside. She would feed it to the Emperor Banner when Huo Zhige returned.

We've hit both sides, so there's no wasted effort.

Today was another day of thrift, and Fang Ruotang was very happy. However, the people in the magic mine were trembling with fear, crowding into the mine like sardines.

"Ancestor?"

Lin Hua stood nervously not far from Fang Ruotang, looking like he wanted to leave but also wanted to stay. Fang Ruotang couldn't help but walk towards him in her dilemma.

"Why are you still calling me ancestor? Don't you already know that I am Fang Ruotang from the Eastern Heavenly Sect? Calling me your ancestor was just a joke!"

Lin Hua lowered her eyes dejectedly.

"Can't we call out anymore?"

"You're quite something! This is the first time I've seen someone so eager to act like a grandson. Fine! Go ahead and call me grandson if you want!"

Fang Ruotang was in a very good mood today and accepted this grandson.

Seeing his unhappy expression, she stood on tiptoe and patted his head, saying with a grin, "Why are you still unhappy? Didn't I already tell you to call me 'Grandpa'?"

Lin Hua forced a smile.

He thought he had regained his lost family.

But that was just his opinion.

Fang Ruotang didn't understand the fragile and sensitive heart of a young man. Instead, she thought that since she had already recognized him as her grandson, she should at least give him a little something as a gift.

"Would you like to cultivate as well?"

Lin Hua: ...

"I'm asking you! Look at me with your lips pursed. How am I supposed to know? Tell me what you think."

Lin Hua lowered his brows. "Of course I wanted to."

“Alright, I’ll find a suitable spiritual root for you to replace it with. Whether you want to cultivate immortality or demonic cultivation is fine, but you can’t take the path of evil cultivation and kill innocent people indiscriminately.”