What do you want?

That's... such a light and casual remark!

In the control room, Wang Zhian stared at the few cats and mice on the other side of the fairy's side, swallowing back all the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Had he known Fang Zong would appear like this, why did he bother to cultivate the atmosphere and let these fickle people waver between sides? All it took was Fang Zong showing his face to completely overshadow the Jade Emperor's prestige!

But why should I?

He couldn't understand why Fang Zong, who hadn't even reached the level of supernatural powers, didn't need his wisdom anymore and could just show his face.

"Brother Fang Zong, are you well? Drink less alcohol in the future." Bai Suqing's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she spoke only one sentence.

"Well..." The man in black robes and the Ghost King of Yinshan didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, they finally found a suitable way to address each other: "Brother Fang Zong, it's been a long time."

Fang Zong didn't reply, but chuckled softly twice. Xu Ba and the other monsters from the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group also realized what was happening and kept calling him "Brother Fang Zong" and "Brother Thug".

As Lü Ying listened to the commotion, her lips twitched, and she looked at Fang Zong as if he were a rare treasure!

An ordinary man, yet with such immense power!

He hadn't expected Fang Zong, a mere mortal, to have such a powerful influence, but the greater Fang Zong's influence, the easier it was for him to do what he wanted.

Having faced countless life-and-death situations, wasn't Lü Dongbin seeking nothing more than fairness? So when he looked towards the projection of the immortals and found only He Xiangu, his master Han Zhongli, and an old man with a goatee, he secretly clenched his fists. Past affections and his long-held pursuit were locked in a battle within his heart. He desperately wanted to help Fang Zong kill the three final obstacles.

No, it's about helping yourself!

Even if the other party is Han Zhongli, even if the other party is He Xiangu, even if...

"Pfft!" Suddenly, Lü Ying spat out black blood, his eyes turning into eerie double pupils, and roared, "Suit-wearing thug, I, Lü Dongbin, only ask for justice, only ask you to clear Mudan's name! If you have any problems, just summon me, I will kill the heavens, kill the earth, kill the gods... There is no one under the world who cannot be killed by my sword!"

After saying that, Lü Ying threw away her phone, turned around, and shot into the sky.

The blue sky remains, and the white clouds churn.

Lu Ying's murderous intent was so violent that it shattered the white clouds in the sky. At this moment, Fang Zong listened to everyone talking at once, shook his head, took the hangover tea handed to him by the trembling waiter, and gulped it down.

My mind has cleared up a bit, but my emotions haven't fully recovered.

After drinking, his blood surged, his muscles rippled, and his eyes gleamed.

He Xiangu stared into his eyes. With her experience of living for thousands of years, she knew that Fang Zong was a straightforward person. She asked directly, "Your cat devoured the Norse goddess of nature? Although he is currently at the first level of the Divine Power Transformation, Earth Transformation, he can... challenge the second level of the Divine Power Transformation, Human Transformation?"

She spoke fluently at first, but towards the end, He Xiangu's voice trembled slightly.

Fang Zong looked up: "Are you blind?"

“You…” He Xiangu continued, “The reason why half of the spiritual energy and ghostly energy have recovered this time is also because of you…”

"If you want to know, just start the fight!"

Fang Zong disliked He Xiangu and became impatient, coldly saying, "The law of the battlefield dictates that the victor is king and the loser is villain. Anyone who disagrees can ask the heavens! He Xiangu, you just said that if you disagree, you can fight, and that the suffering of the people has nothing to do with you. Now I'll give you another answer: I'll cut you into eighteen pieces, and at most it will just be a waste of a beautiful woman's body!"

He Xiangu: "..."

Is it really that straightforward?

I am a fairy, don't you give me any face at all?

This fairy...didn't say I had to fight!!!

Fang Zong grew increasingly impatient. These gods, monsters, and ghosts were all scheming against each other for so-called hegemony. In particular, those who were opportunistic and swayed between the two sides made him feel that they were even worse than the selfish ghosts.

When he's in a good mood, he can usually give a perfunctory reply, but when he's had too much to drink, he becomes particularly blunt.

"I'll just say this: whoever interrupts me dies!"

Fang Zong slammed down the cup of hangover tea, completely losing his temper: "I don't care if you fight to the death, but whoever messes with me, or involves innocent civilians, I'll just draw my sword and chop them down! If someone fights against foreign enemies, I'll call them a hero, but if anyone dares to stab a hero in the back, I'll still chop them down! In short, three words..."

Those who don't cooperate with the outside world, cut them down!

A knife that harms innocent civilians!

If I don't like something, I'll chop it up anyway!

After saying that, Fang Zong hung up the projected call with a 'snap'.

He Xiangu and Han Zhongli stared at each other, dumbfounded.

On Bai Su's side, many monsters grinned, realizing that Fang Zong's mood was off. They gave awkward laughs and pulled Bai Su to hang up the call.

The Yinshan Ghost King and the black-robed man both looked displeased, feeling that Fang Zongtai didn't take them seriously. But after thinking about it carefully, they decided it was best not to take them seriously. If they did, and Fang Zongtai came after them, they would find it even more troublesome.

At this point, they no longer regarded Fang Zong as an ordinary skill-level expert!

"Ahem, I'm speechless. I gathered you all here with just one sentence: fight if you want, but don't let the fighting in the city involve innocent people. Now, no one dares to do that, right? Hey, He Xiangu, I know you're very bold. You didn't take A-Zong's words to heart. You'll definitely be fighting in the city. So, while you're still alive, let's set a time to sleep together?" Wang Zhian's chuckling voice rang out.

He Xiangu: "What does 'Da Cha' mean?"

"You're so awesome, you love to show off, and I love you so much... hahahahaha!"

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