"Master! Help, Master!" the young man muttered, biting his own face.
Fang Zong casually flicked out a blade of energy, instantly annihilating the young man's sinful shadow.
The hardest person to deal with is oneself.
However, in Fang Zong's eyes, the shadow of the youth's sins was nothing more than half an ant...
"Master!" The young man scrambled forward and clung to Fang Zong's leg. "Master, oh Master! Please don't abandon me again! I'm just a poor little guy, I'll stick with you for life, Master! I know I'm a bad person! I know I'm incompetent! I know I'm nothing! But Master, I promise I'm the most loyal to you, I..."
It's unclear what the young man saw in the shadow of sin, but he clearly broke down emotionally.
But in such a state of collapse, what the young man said must have been the truth...
Fang Zong raised his hand, paused, placed his palm on the young man's hair bun, patted it, and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Murong Qiu, and my disciple's name is Murong Qiu!"
"This name is not good."
“Disciple knows! Disciple is just an illegitimate son in the family! My father said before he died that he actually named me Murong Yingxiong, but it clashed with the name of his direct descendant Murong Ying, and also with the name of his direct descendant Murong Xiong. My father was beaten because of this and died from his old injuries. It's all because of me! I am a cursed star! Master, please kill me! I don't want to implicate you!”
"Okay." Fang Zong smiled slightly and held up one finger.
"Master, please grant me your blessing!"
Murong Qiu raised his head with a bitter smile, closed his eyes, and waited for Fang Zong's finger to fall.
To have someone you respect bless you is to have that person kill you.
This is a blessing in this big world!
His smile gradually widened, as if he had been relieved, but suddenly, a finger flicked his forehead, snapping him back to reality.
Murong Qiu felt a powerful force surge into his body, instantly dispelling all his unease. Even the abnormal fluctuations in his blood and the spasms in his muscles and bones were soothed, as if he were soaking in a hot spring, feeling warm all over.
"Master?" He opened his eyes in surprise.
“Since your father named you Murong Hero, then you are Murong Hero. The rest is up to your master.”
Fang Zong turned and left.
“Master…” Murong Yingxiong murmured softly.
"Master!" he suddenly exclaimed, his eyes widening.
The rest is up to me, your teacher?
Master said the rest is up to me!
So, Fang Zong accepted him as a disciple?!
Murong Yingxiong hurriedly followed, his expression respectful, but tears still streamed down his face.
From today onwards, he has a mentor.
He lost both his parents, but he found a master!
Murong Yingxiong bit his lip, trying hard not to sob...
On the other side, Emiros, Morgana, and Kyle sat cross-legged, healing their injuries.
Behind Emiros was the shadow of a giant lion king, and blood flowed out, only to flow back in the roar of the lion king.
Beneath Morgana was a terrifying-looking purple swamp that seemed capable of devouring everything, yet it continuously healed her injuries.
The most terrifying thing was the Holy Kyle; under his golden light, everyone's wounds healed rapidly...
"What should we do with this little girl?"
Hearing Fang Zong approach, Kyle opened his eyes and looked coldly at Yu Rong'er, who was slumped on the ground.
Holy Kyle upholds only her own justice; in the vast world, Earth is her justice.
For the sake of Earth, she could slaughter all living beings in the entire world without hesitation...
“I killed his junior brother, that filthy piece of trash, and then, only she thought of taking revenge on me.”
Fang Zong touched his nose and asked Yu Rong'er, "Are you still going to seek revenge?"
"We have shown kindness, but no enmity."
With a heart ashen, Yu Rong'er held a mutilated corpse: "This is my third junior brother. Although he's the third junior brother, he's the one who brought me into the sect. He rescued me from being sold into slavery, led me into the sect, and taught me martial arts. Later, when I became powerful and became the senior sister, he still treated me like his daughter. But he... he never dreamed that he would die at the hands of his most respected master!"
As she spoke, Yu Rong'er staggered to her feet.
He bowed to Fang Zong but did not utter a word.
Fang Zong knew that Yu Rong'er was thanking him because he had led people to kill 'Master' and avenged his third junior brother. He shook his head and watched Yu Rong'er walk around, putting the mutilated corpses together.
"Second Junior Sister, when I first joined the sect, you always brought me delicious food."
"Sixth Junior Sister, our Xiaoyao Sect is cold and indifferent to human relationships. You used to dislike me, but when I had a mishap while practicing, you helped me find healing pills."
"Twelfth Brother, I know you like me..."
A formidable killing formation level expert, yet she was just a little girl.
Yu Rong'er knelt on the ground, sobbing, her pretty face contorted. Suddenly, she drew her golden sword and slashed at the corpse of her 'master'.
Time and time again, it was incredibly crazy.
"Kill me," she finally said, turning around to face him.
Fang Zong shook his head.
This little girl is grateful; she's not ungrateful.
He was willing to slaughter the people of a town in order to obtain the spirit stone that could increase the lifespan of his fellow citizens, but there was no benefit to be gained from killing such a young girl for no reason.
"I know you come from a small world. If your identities get out, you will be targeted by all sects."
Yu Rong'er suddenly said.
This guy actually asked for his own death?
Upon hearing this, Emiros stood up, his hand bones cracking.
Morgana opened her eyes and gave a wicked smile;
Holy Kyle stood up proudly, his hands gripping the golden greatsword...
Fang Zong thought for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, we are from the Xiaoyao Sect."
Yu Rong'er: "...Huh?"
"Senior Sister, our Master and many junior brothers and sisters fought and died to protect us. There are only five of us left in the Xiaoyao Sect. We still need to unite as one and bring glory to the sect."
Fang Zong spoke with a half-smile.
Yu Rong'er, however, was thinking seriously.
"You're going to use our Xiaoyao Sect as a front?" Yu Rong'er exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, Guangda Xiaoyao Sect."
"this……"
Yu Rong'er's eyes sparkled as she asked, "Really? Guangda... Xiaoyao Sect?"
She cares most about her third junior brother, but she also cares about the Xiaoyao Sect.
Xiaoyao Sect is her home.
Fang Zong nodded: "We want everything from the Free and Unfettered Sect. In return, we will make the Free and Unfettered Sect an even more powerful sect. Do you think it's worth it?"
"worth!"
Yu Rong'er, who thought the Xiaoyao Sect would be wiped out, trembled, lowered her head, and then raised it again.
Her pretty face was resolute: "Fine, I'll give you everything from the Xiaoyao Sect, including... the Fugui Residence!"
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