For Fang Zong to go to Japan, he would need to do a lot of preparation.

Shancheng, the summit of Xishan Mountain.

Fang Zong sat cross-legged on the pavilion roof atop the mountain, basking in the morning sun's rays and breathing in the purest yang energy of heaven and earth.

One exhale lasts half a minute, and one exhale lasts forty seconds!

The summer morning breeze harmonized with his breath, and even the warm morning light seemed to sway with his exhalations.

Fang Zong's expression changed several times!

His appearance, besides his expression, was constantly changing, varying in height, weight, and build.

Ten minutes later, suddenly with a 'snap', Fang Zong's face seemed to have been stretched to its maximum length and then snapped back, his face shape changed back, and his eyes, nose, and eyebrows were no different from before.

At the same time, Fang Zong opened his mouth, and a violent surge of true yang energy erupted out like magma, melting a large section of the ground in front of him.

"Holy crap! You're getting angry now?"

Fang Zong was almost scared to death.

He had just practiced a secret manual given to him by Emperor Chen Wu, called the Three Phases Technique. Legend has it that it was the signature skill of a notorious womanizer in ancient times.

The magic of the Three Phases Technique lies in its ability to easily change one's appearance, and at a high level, it can even change one's body shape.

It is simply a method of energy operation, not something that can only be used by a certain type of special energy node.

In the parlance of the military circles of the East, it is a universal secret manual.

Emperor Chen Wu is quite something; when he heard I was going to Japan, he immediately gave me this treasure.

Fang Zong praised Emperor Chen Wu, then with a 'rip', tore the secret manual on his lap into pieces.

The item is a good item, very valuable.

Fang Zong knew that universal secret manuals only existed in the ancient and populous Eastern Kingdom and India. They were special skills that several generations of military generals had painstakingly developed, which made them exceptionally valuable.

but……

He can't use it?

I've been practicing the Three Phases Technique for several days now, and every time I reach a critical moment, the true yang energy in my body seems to explode.

And it was a very arrogant explosion!

It seemed to be telling itself: "You are Fang Zong, you should be unrestrained, you should be unbridled! You cannot change your name, you must not change your surname!"

And... it's shameful for you to learn this kind of stuff!

Fang Zong was speechless. He tapped his forehead and asked, "What happened?"

Ninth Sister poked her little head out, blinked her long-lashed eyes, and said, "Congratulations, Summoner, your level of sophistication is super high! I just sensed it and found that when you changed your appearance, a very strange aura surged from heaven and earth, bestowing temporary spirituality upon the True Yang Qi. Heaven and earth said: 'You're embarrassing yourself by learning this stuff.'"

Upon hearing this, Fang Zong's face stiffened, his limbs went numb, and he almost tumbled off the pavilion.

What is the meaning of Heaven's will?

Why should Heaven and Earth meddle in his business?

How could something as lofty and grand as heaven and earth possibly be considered by him?

Fang Zong only wanted to learn the ability to change his appearance because he was going to Japan. Don't you see how difficult it is to deal with those unpredictable characters in novels and TV dramas?

That's the kind of guy he wanted to be—causing chaos in Japan while quietly making a fortune.

But……

How amazing!

Even the mighty Emperor and Earth are meddling in my face!

If I can't figure it out, I'll just stop thinking about it!

If you can't train, then don't train!

Fang Zong jumped down from the pavilion and saw Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo coming up the mountain, carrying many bags and packages, preparing a lot of things for him.

Fang Zong rummaged through the cards and took out a few bank cards from Japan, leaving the rest piled on the floor.

Li Xiaoran stared at Fang Zong, her azure eyes trembling slightly. The usually taciturn woman moved her lips several times before finally speaking, "Should we take some people with us?"

Fang Zong asked, "Who are you bringing?"

Li Xiaoran said, "Me, Xiao Nuo, Lin Qiaoyu, Zhao Changle... bring as many as you can."

Fang Zong understood; they were afraid he would be assassinated in Japan.

With his strength, few could outmaneuver him, but they couldn't compare to the top experts of an entire nation who could wipe him out in an instant.

Fang Zong shook his head and said, "Too many people make them worthless."

Li Xiaoran nodded in agreement.

Fang Zong going alone is of great value; even losing an arm or a leg would be a major event between the two countries. But if more people go, three out of ten might die, and twenty out of a hundred might die. As long as Fang Zong, as the leader, doesn't die, it won't be considered a big deal.

Too many people going would be a loss, and Fang Zong didn't like to suffer losses.

He instructed, "While I'm gone, you should team up with Youmingfeng to earn some extra money, fight some mini-bosses, and when I come back, I'll try to get each of you a sealed-off territory. Only then will we have a good life."

Li Xiaoran nodded: "What about Youmingfeng?"

“Youmingfeng, I care about him very much.”

Fang Zong looked at him with pity for his misfortune and anger at his lack of ambition. That brat Youmingfeng actually insisted on going to Japan; it was like lighting a lamp in the toilet—he was asking for death!

So Fang Zong snapped his fingers, and Lin Qiaoyu and the delivery guy floated out, dragging the bound and gagged Youmingfeng along.

Li Xiaoran: "..."

“Alright, I understand.” Li Xiaoran said coldly, “If Youmingfeng wants to sneak off to Japan, cut off his four legs.”

Fang Zong greatly admired Li Xiaoran's exceptional intelligence and nodded, saying:

"Five items."

Communication went smoothly and the exchange was pleasant.

Only Youmingfeng had his mouth gagged, and he struggled frantically, making muffled noises.

Ghost Wind: [I only have two legs!]

Let me speak! I want to speak!

[First, I don't have four legs; second... what's with the 'five'? Brother Zong, what exactly are you trying to say?!]

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