"Hey Mom, I'm fine. I just wanted to tell you something interesting: the Leopard Ranking Battle is really exciting this time!"
"My dear sister, let me tell you, there's been a huge upset on the Leopard Ranking! Didn't you say before that if Holy Light wasn't such a fanatic, he'd be a good match for you? He got defeated by Fang Zong... What, you don't know who Fang Zong is? He's the one who emitted Holy Light during the pre-ranking test!"
"Cousin, stop looking for a partner from the Tiger List. There's a new guy named Fang Zong who's interesting. He's younger than you, though. 'A woman thirteen years older is a lucky man,' you know..."
With advanced communication technology, Fang Zong became famous throughout the world within half an hour.
Fang Zong knew nothing about this and sat on the sofa in his hotel room, lost in thought.
Ninth Sister popped up and said, "Dear Summoner, congratulations on conquering the Leopard Ranking. But I feel it wouldn't hurt to kill that sweaty blond guy. He deserves to die. I hate people with foul mouths the most."
When playing games, Jiu Mei hates trolls the most; in her eyes, all trolls should be eliminated.
Fang Zong ignored Jiu Mei, swirling his juice glass and casually taking a couple of puffs of his cigarette.
All he could think about was the old man who had stopped him and Luo Xiaoxia earlier.
"Is this what a master of the Technique level is like?" Fang Zong murmured to himself.
After the resurgence of ghostly energy, the number of powerful individuals worldwide suddenly increased, and a somewhat vague hierarchy emerged.
He has level 15 abilities, level 10 skills, and level 7 spells.
The term "method" should be broad in meaning, encompassing things like magic, but it is precisely because it is broad that it is placed below the magic category.
The meaning of Dharma is too broad. Precisely because it is broad, it also means that people at the Dharma level have not yet comprehended their own power.
A master of the spell level is different. They have condensed spells that are almost entirely their own and have extremely strong energy control. Just like when they blocked him and Luo Xiaoxia, they were unable to move simply by pressing down on their shoulders.
They were completely powerless to fight back!
A master of the highest level is terrifying beyond belief!
"Tch, if I encounter a few more powerful ghosts, I'll be a level-one expert. What am I thinking?" Fang Zong suddenly grinned, finding his earlier feelings of inferiority particularly laughable.
At that moment, the door was pushed open, and Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo walked in.
"The Na Yuan Pill is finished." Xue Nuo spoke up for Li Xiaoran.
Li Xiaoran tugged at the corners of the other man's red and tender lips, and then took out a large porcelain bottle that was two feet tall and two smaller porcelain bottles and placed them on the coffee table.
Xue Nuo, munching on an ice cream cone, said with longing, "What Xiao Ran means is that those three-section grasses were used to refine 328 pills. We provided the other medicines, but the most precious ones are the three-section grasses that you brought out. So, we'll each have fourteen pills, and the remaining three hundred are yours."
Fang Zong smiled, looked at the porcelain bottles, and found that the large porcelain bottle was full, while the small porcelain bottle was empty.
He picked up the large porcelain bottle and poured all the Na Yuan Dan onto the table with a splash.
It's the same familiar taste, the same feeling.
Fang Zong casually divided the pills into three piles.
"One-third each." With that, Fang Zong put his pile into a small porcelain bottle and stuffed it into the inner pocket of his coat.
Li Xiaoran's beautiful eyes flashed with blue light, and she nodded nonetheless.
Xue Nuo didn't stand on ceremony; she threw away her beloved ice cream before finishing it and happily rummaged through her own pile.
Looking at the harmonious scene before him, Fang Zong smiled faintly, a warm feeling rising in his heart. In truth, the energy purity of the Na Yuan Pill was too low; it was merely a useless ingredient to him. A hundred pills were not as valuable as three wisps of evil ghost energy.
For Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, the higher purity of the elixir's energy than its original form was of great benefit.
"Ring ring~~" The phone rang.
Fang Zong was suddenly speechless. He had been wanting to change his ringtone, but he hadn't found a song he liked yet. When he answered the phone, he found that it was Peter calling.
Peter was overjoyed: "Fang, you really helped me get revenge!"
"What?"
"you do not know?"
Peter laughed: "You beat up Thor today. We were in the East for a bilateral exchange meeting. Don't ask for details, but it was about the internationalization of things like the Yin-Yang Road and the Nine Heavens Rebirth Group. Oh, you didn't ask and I didn't tell you, but that's about it. I called to thank you for crippling Thor. He'll need six months to recover, and I finally have some peace and quiet. Also, I brought some gifts to the meeting, and I kept some for myself and had someone send them to you. I'm sure you'll like them."
Fang Zong: "..."
You didn't tell me? You've already given me all the information, haven't you?
They even withheld the gifts from the exchange meeting. Am I trying to undermine the national treasury?
Clearly, it's the Yin-Yang Road. The Nine Heavens Rebirth Group isn't just in the Eastern Country, but has also reached America. Similarly, something like this from America must have appeared in the Eastern Country as well.
The exchange meeting between the two countries is a matter of high-level consultation and cooperation.
It has nothing to do with him!
Fang Zong exchanged a few pleasantries with Peter before hanging up the phone.
After dinner, there was a knock on the door.
The man who came was a burly black man whom Fang Zong had never seen before, but he was very polite. He bowed his head, handed Fang Zong the package, and then left respectfully, calling him "Sir".
Fang Zong opened the package, shrugged, and tossed it directly to Xue Nuo.
"Wow, ten Pure Yin Three-Section Grasses again! All of them have three sections!" Xue Nuo exclaimed in surprise.
Fang Zong put on his coat, walked towards the door, and glanced at it dismissively. It was just trash; he couldn't be bothered to look at it.
"I'm going to collect the reward. Remember to notify the airport so we can leave once we get it."
Fang Zong was still worried about Mother's Day tomorrow.
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