"unnecessary!"
Fang Zong answered decisively.
He didn't have a very good impression of Erlang Shen Yang Jian.
Because he had never met Yang Jian, the ancient immortal god, Fang Zong found it difficult to describe his personality. However, by combining various myths, it wasn't hard to summarize it in four words:
In short, he lacked love from a young age!
The legend of Yang Jian splitting the mountain to save his mother, with his axe, double-edged sword, silver bullet, and golden bow, was once very popular. However, when the Lotus Lantern came out, his own nephew stole the spotlight.
Yang Jian first split the mountain to save his mother, which was commendable for his filial piety. However, after his mother died, he did not launch a furious attack on the enemy's capital.
Then the Lotus Lantern incident happened. Yang Jian outwardly complied with the Jade Emperor but inwardly defied him. On the other hand, he harbored resentment and showed ruthlessness even in his leniency towards his own nephew.
Then, it is said that Yang Jian's biological mother was imprisoned under Mount Taihang by Sun Wukong himself...
"You misunderstood me?" Zhao Xiao chuckled in a deep voice, a vertical beam of light appearing on his forehead, with faint golden ripples.
Fang Zong shook his head: "There's no misunderstanding. I just feel that you were born to be a troublemaker, stirring things up here and there. You're useless except for meddling. In mythology, apart from the battle with the Great Sage, who else did you serve?"
"I have both personal grudges and public grievances with Sun Wukong!"
Zhao Xiao seemed about to launch into a long story, but Fang Zong simply waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested."
"Me and Sun Wukong..."
"I don't care about your complicated love-hate relationship with Sun Wukong, or your mutual respect or intense envy. Anyway, Sun Wukong didn't kill you, so I'm too lazy to kill you, and I certainly don't want to bring you into the school to cause me trouble!" Fang Zong glared and said bluntly, "To be honest, you so-called immortals who have control over your bodies are all murderers in my eyes. As the saying goes, old people are cunning, and old ghosts are clever. You people who have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years are all mentally ill in my eyes!"
"You think I'd bring a mentally ill person into my home? What's in it for me?"
After saying that, Fang Zong turned and left.
Zhao Xiao remained silent, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, Fang Zong turned back and stood in mid-air looking at Zhao Xiao. Zhao Xiao laughed without any pretense, shouting, "Still reluctant to part with me? You think you can subdue me, Erlang Shen? Subduing me is like subduing half of him..."
"No, I just have an idea."
Fang Zong interrupted Zhao Xiao again: "I just remembered, Sun Wukong was a girl in this life."
"What do you mean?"
Fang Zong squinted and said, "If you're really torn between love and hate, why not just push her down? Honey, settle scores now and when? Look at those myths and legends, if you show her mercy, she'll show you mercy too. If the God of Love were to awaken, he'd tie you up with a red thread and make a 300-episode TV series about it!"
"you……"
Listen to what they're saying!
Zhao Xiao instantly flew into a rage, raised his head, and his forehead eyes snapped open.
He wasn't afraid of Fang Zong. Even if he couldn't beat Sun Wukong, couldn't he at least take a bite out of Fang Zong?
That's right, he's a fourth-level mage, and he can only fight a sixth-level mage one-on-one, which is just a challenge two levels higher.
But does Erlang Shen Yang Jian really have no trump card to severely injure Fang Zong?!
While he was furious, Fang Zong laughed heartily, took off into the air, and flew away with the little yellow cat.
Zhao Xiao stood still, his back gradually straightening.
He wasn't wearing any armor, nor was he carrying his three-pointed double-edged spear, but he was like a giant spear all by himself. Even if he couldn't support the sky, he could still pierce a hole in it!
"We can't stay with the Ghostbusters anymore, but what those thugs in suits said..."
Zhao Xiao's eyelids drooped, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
There are some people he cannot kill.
There are some people he doesn't dare to kill.
But now the ghostly energy has revived. The former Heavenly Court is gone, and all the gods, immortals, demons, and monsters have essentially come back to life.
In other words, Sun Wukong really became a woman, no longer possessing the so-called Monkey King's spirit and soul. Those gods, such as the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother of the West, and the Buddha, could not decide for themselves whether they were male or female!
Don't kill him, he can go!
Revenge is the best revenge, and every grievance must be settled.
Thousands of years of pent-up frustration and resentment, his drunken outburst at the mouth of the river, his furious shouts of "Heaven and Earth are unjust"... Compared to all that, getting a few beautiful women is nothing!
Sun Wukong was alright; he turned into a girl.
If it were the Jade Emperor...
He dared to face difficulties head-on!
Thinking of this, Zhao Xiao left in the opposite direction from Fang Zong. Before him were green mountains and clear waters. Although the autumn colors were strong, they had not yet turned the green mountains yellow.
The scenery was picturesque, but his brows kept furrowing, eventually forming a deep wrinkle. He suddenly turned his head and changed his direction to head towards Shancheng.
At this moment, Fang Zong flew towards the airport in Shimen City and glanced back casually.
Hu Batian licked his cat lips: "Meow, are you really going to let Yang Jian go?"
"I'm not confident I can kill him."
Fang Zong muttered to himself and then laughed, "Besides, I don't need to kill him. Although Erlang Shen Yang Jian has a bad personality, he only targets the powerful and doesn't affect the lives of ordinary people much. In addition, the first spiritual energy revival is coming soon. Isn't it much better to keep him around to cause trouble for some old fogies than to kill him? As of now, fighting gods doesn't benefit me. Well, just for now."
Hu Batian nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.
Fang Zong asked in surprise, "You understand?"
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