High in the sky, Fang Zong stared down at the scene below, his face expressionless.
Seeing Chen Lan'er beat someone up, he couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Ninth Sister, is the Great Dao truly heartless?"
Ninth Sister was a little confused: "What?"
"I mean these young girls."
Fang Zong shook his head and said, "When they misunderstood me, I was really upset, but I quickly got over it." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, looking down into the distance, as if his five fingers could grasp the heavens and the earth, and naturally, hold the fate of many people below in their grasp: "I feel that as my power grows, I become less and less sensitive to strangers. They curse me, I'm not angry; they annoy me, I don't resent them. It's like facing ants... Would you care if a few ants opened their mouths wide at you?"
Ninth Sister winked mischievously: "And what about when they praise you?"
"I'm quite happy."
"You're overthinking it!"
Upon hearing Ninth Sister's words, Fang Zong closed his eyes and suddenly burst into hearty laughter.
Yes, you're overthinking it.
What nonsense about the ruthlessness of the great way? He's been misled by those novels and movies.
There are all sorts of birds in a big forest; the pitiful and the hateful are not uncommon, but he understands this very well—
There is always a reason why someone is pitiful and a reason why someone is hateful.
To hell with him!
"I'm hungry," Fang Zong said, rubbing his stomach.
Once my little thoughts were gone, my stomach started rumbling again.
That tiny bit of late-night snack, though delicious, isn't nutritious enough!
Have a meal!
It was already night, but the modern city's towering buildings and labyrinthine roads made it as bright as day, even at night.
Fang Zong flew among the skyscrapers, passed by Chen Lan'er's house, said "Go back by yourself," and the navigation automatically led the vehicle towards Shancheng. Hopefully, it wouldn't scare the drivers who were driving at night.
He landed in the brightest spot, looked up, and saw a place called "Chuange Fish Dumplings".
"Isn't this a store in East Mountain Province?"
Fang Zong chuckled, went straight in, and started eating heartily.
Three plates of yellow croaker dumplings, three plates of cuttlefish dumplings, three plates of seafood dumplings, three plates of oyster and shrimp dumplings, three plates of mackerel dumplings, three plates of live sea cucumber dumplings, three plates of live abalone dumplings... Fang Zong ordered a lot of food, dipping them in sauce and slowly savoring them.
Many waiters couldn't help but gather around to watch, exclaiming, "Wow, you have such a big appetite!", "You eat so slowly and elegantly!", "How can you eat so much?", etc., but Fang Zong was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just ate on his own. All the food entered his stomach and instantly turned into pure nutrient juice, seeping into every cell in his body.
By the time we finished eating, it was already getting light.
Fang Zong stretched and rubbed his belly, which hadn't gotten any bigger, and placed a stack of banknotes next to him.
This was all the cash he had left. Thinking about where he was going, he put it away and asked the waiter to scan the code to pay.
"Sir, the total bill is 2,100 yuan. Our manager said to just give us 1,888 yuan, for good luck."
The waiter stared at the Thunderous Cry on Fang Zong's left hand, then at the Star-Shattering Magic Blade, and licked his lips with longing.
He's a military general, a military general indeed.
These are the defensive items and weapons of military generals!
He really wanted to touch it. After Fang Zong scanned the code to pay, he generously held up the magic knife Shattered Star with one finger, indicating to the waiter that he could try to lift it up.
The waiter didn't budge, his temper flared, and he stood in a horse stance: "Get up!"
"..." Still no movement.
Fang Zong patted the waiter on the shoulder, smiled, and in one step he reached the door; in the second step he was high in the air.
High in the sky, the dawn painted the sky with golden scales, and Fang Zong walked forward in the radiance.
With a clear direction, each step covers a hundred meters, leaving a snow-white trail like that of a jet plane.
Target – Yutian Village!
Yutian Village is not far from this city, or rather, it belongs to the city's administrative division, but it is extremely remote. It is the kind of small mountain village that has been wanted to be developed but has not yet been successfully developed.
The road has been built, but it's just a very dangerous mountain path; there are no main roads and no development.
Fang Zong traversed the dense forest, leaped over valleys, and after rushing for a while under a small waterfall in the deep mountains, he jumped onto the waterfall and saw the village built against the mountainside.
Yutian Village is hidden in the clouds and mist, seemingly at the end of the river that forms the waterfall, yet it also seems not to exist, as ethereal and indistinct as the misty fog covering the mountains.
Fang Zong walked forward across the river, the water droplets under his feet scattering and dancing like butterflies.
"It looks rather strange, and the ghostly aura has become much stronger. Could it really be the work of the Yin-Yang King?"
After walking more than 600 meters, Fang Zong said softly.
In his eyes, the surrounding mist was less like the miasma of the mountains and more like the effect of an overly dense mixture of ghostly energy and damp, yin energy.
I'm in a great mood, full of anticipation.
Ninth Sister said, "You didn't manage to get a group of infant-killing creatures earlier, so this time you want to try getting a group of ghosts?"
"yes."
Fang Zong nodded in agreement.
Because of his entry, the Yin-Yang Path had long since fallen apart and was completely controlled by Zhao Changle. The Yin-Yang Ghost King set up the Naihe Road Friendship Group, the Empress Xiao set up the Demon Corpse Live Streaming Room, and together with the Clown Queen's Yixiangyuan Chat Group, they can be said to be the three major powers outside of the official channels.
Besides these, there are some others, such as 'Dream Peace in Ghost Friends Group' and 'The Other Shore Flower is Blooming'.
These are groups created by more than ten powerful ghosts. They are not as famous as the three giants, but in terms of strength, they may not be inferior!
Fang Zong really hoped to meet someone who could punish evil and uphold justice, and also help him grow stronger!
As they were talking, Fang Zong suddenly stopped and shifted his gaze from Yutian Village, which was only two or three miles away.
He stared at his feet and noticed that the water was flowing rapidly, with many wild fish of all sizes rushing towards the waterfall. Everything seemed so natural.
However, he clearly sensed a strong ghostly aura, which was also hidden deep within the water beneath his feet!
"Our hideout is here!" Fang Zong exclaimed with delight.
I almost laughed so hard my mouth fell out!
They've already found the lair before even arriving at their destination? This luck... what a good omen!
After killing the infanticide, he felt incredibly lucky!
Good deeds will be rewarded!
Fang Zong lit a cigarette, his body plummeted, plunged into the water, collapsed the riverbed, and he fell with the roaring water.
Further down the riverbed was a very small room. Fang Zong had just stood firm when he saw the river water rushing upstream. The surroundings were dry, and he was the only one there, along with two female ghosts.
One person and two ghosts stared at each other.
Fang Zong looked around at the ambiguous warm red attire, then at the two naked female ghosts.
He raised his hand and greeted everyone, "Hello!"
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