"real?"
“That’s right!” Ninth Sister said with wide eyes and absolute certainty.
But when she thought about how Fang Zong got her, she couldn't help but gasp and quickly retreated back into Fang Zong's mind.
What a scoundrel! He entered the ancient treasure trove, waved his hand, and crushed all the legendary treasures—the Four Swords of Immortal Slaying, the Jade Disc of Creation, the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, the Treasure-Falling Coin, and the Seven-Colored Divine Light—into a ball, turning them into this Ninth Sister, and taking her away.
Before leaving, he rummaged through the garbage and took the Yin Cunmu wood with him.
Unlimited good luck, completely crushing the unlucky ones!
Do you know why someone with bad luck is considered unlucky? It's because Fang Zong packed up all the good stuff!
Apart from Fang Zong, there is no such thing as a "golden finger" in this world.
N. Ou Fangzong, utterly shameless!
"It's already shrunk back?"
Fang Zong had no idea what Jiu Mei was thinking, because it was Lunar New Year's Day and he had blacked out. He let go of her hand and, finding the mirror had returned to normal, breathed a sigh of relief.
He walked towards the mirror, touched the surface with his head, and passed right through it. Inside was a tranquil village where the spirits lived happily under the protection of the Kuiyin River, with men farming and women weaving.
"My benefactor!"
"Our benefactor has arrived!"
"Thank you, benefactor! Thank you, Earth God!"
Upon seeing Fang Zong, the old village chief and the ghosts knelt down in a row.
Fang Zong told them to get up and said with a smile, "Calling him 'benefactor' is fine, but calling him 'local god' is not acceptable. From now on, he will be your local god."
As he spoke, Fang Zong manipulated the air, and a scene from the outside world appeared. His parents were still fast asleep, and the image slowly focused on Fang Zong's father's face.
The power of the underworld land is only one piece, so since it's Father's Day, there's no need to choose.
Instead of hesitating, it's better to be decisive and get something else for Mom later!
Without hesitation, Fang Zong went out and used his fingers to connect with the power of the statues in Chenjia Village, drawing upon the aura of the underworld's land and letting it settle on his father's brow.
"Phew..." Father suddenly let out a long breath and turned over.
A faint purple line appeared on his forehead, running vertically downwards, resembling a cane held by the local earth god in a television drama.
The patterns on the cane diffused light, connecting various acupoints on the father's body, and energy nodes were slowly opening up.
Just like Nezha in mythology who took the form of a lotus flower, it signifies that he completely transcended the mundane and moved towards the sacred!
This is a process that will take time.
Fang Zong dared not slack off. Finding that his father showed no abnormalities, he sat on the ground, ready to deal with any possible emergencies.
Meanwhile, in Haijin City, far away, someone in a bar booth suddenly put down their glass and gasped.
"What's wrong, Xiao?" General Zhan Hu noticed Zhao Xiao's unusual behavior and asked with a smile.
Zhao Xiao shook his head: "It's nothing, Brother Tiger, my tooth just hurt a little."
"Feeling hot-tempered? That's normal. You've just become a military general, your body has evolved, and your desires are stronger. But this is a proper place, so just bear with it."
Hearing Zhan Hu's words, Zhao Xiao shook his head helplessly.
A sensual dance was taking place at the bar in front of him, and the surroundings were bizarre and lively, but Zhao Xiao stared blankly into the distance, his mind filled with unresolved doubts.
How terrifying! How could anyone truly accept the power of the Underworld Land God? Ghost energy is only now reviving, and the power of the Underworld Land God is far more advanced. Unless enlightened by a powerful being, who could accept the power of the Underworld Land God?
But now, even if the Jade Emperor were reborn or the Three Pure Ones were reincarnated, they would still be weaklings!
If none of them are qualified, then who is?
Zhao Xiao rubbed his forehead, his vertical eye almost bursting out of focus, and asked Zhan Hu, "By the way, Brother Hu, do you think the person who saved me was the suit-wearing thug?"
"That's right, he just happened to be passing by. The nine tails you saw were probably from the great demon Daji."
"Hey, I get it. Then Fang Zong, oh no, Brother Zong, and I are definitely destined to be together!"
Upon hearing this, Zhan Hu glared at him and said, "You want to climb the social ladder?"
"Only a fool wouldn't suck up to someone powerful!"
Zhao Xiao's face was resolute.
No, this world is too dangerous; I need to find a powerful backer.
Fang Zong, don't run away! Let me cling to your thigh. Like I said, once my thigh gets bigger, the position of my accessory will be yours!
Zhao Xiao touched his lips and began to think.
How can I be transferred to the Sugishiro branch of the Demon Slayer Corps?
Of course, if you could get close to the powerful and influential figure in the underworld, that might be incredibly terrifying, that would be even better.
Yes, that's right!
If you manage to latch onto that kind of powerful figure, his powerful figure will also be powerful.
At that time...
Let Fang Zong make the pendant!
"Huh? Why do I feel a little cold?"
In his parents' bedroom, Fang Zong frowned in confusion.
He was sensing the changes in energy within his father's body. There were no abnormalities, but for some reason, he felt cold all over and had a feeling of wanting to sneeze.
I opened my eyes, my nose stung, and my eyes turned red!
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