Watching Fang Xiu and Fang Yao walk away, Ling Ling's eyes reddened. She knew that her sister still hadn't forgiven her.
Bai Xiangqing comforted her, saying, "Let her calm down. She has hated you for ten years, and this kind of hatred cannot be resolved in a few words."
Actually, there was one more thing he didn't say. In addition to the above considerations, there was another reason why he chose to save Ling Ling: Ling Ling looked a lot like her mother. This was a bit of Bai Xiangqing's selfishness.
No one noticed that as Fang Yao turned to leave, although her face remained expressionless, a single tear quietly rolled down her cheek.
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Fang Xiu returned to his secluded training ground, picked up a long sword, and slashed it fiercely at his right arm.
Whoosh!
A flash of cold light, and the right arm snapped off.
Surprisingly, even with such severe injuries, no blood dripped from Fang Xiu's wounds, as if all the blood had been absorbed by his body.
The next second, his flesh and blood surged, and a perfectly intact right arm grew out.
The right arm on the ground still possessed amazing vitality, and even began to move on its own, its palm forming a claw shape, constantly digging into the ground, like an earthworm, burrowing into the soil little by little.
His right arm buried itself in its own flesh.
At the same time, the Black Lotus Law within Fang Xiu's body emitted a strange fluctuation, which was transmitted to his right arm in the soil. Before long, something incredible happened.
A black flower bud began to grow on the ground. It grew bigger and bigger, eventually reaching a height of more than a person. The front part of the bud was very large, like a dinosaur egg. The black petals were tightly closed, and a faint heartbeat could be heard from inside.
Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Isn't the flesh and blood enough? It seems that the consumption of hatching the clone is greater than expected. It must be because it lacks spirituality and can only rely on flesh and blood to support it."
Whoosh!
Another flash of cold light appeared as he severed his own hand and threw it at the giant flower in front of him.
The palm gradually sank into the soil, providing it with nutrients.
Finally, the huge flower bud began to slowly bloom, transforming into a giant, fully opened black lotus with deep, translucent black petals, resembling black crystal.
Right in the middle of the black lotus, Fang Xiu, completely naked, was curled up inside.
When Fang Yao saw Fang Xiu sever her arm and hand, her eyes showed no emotion. However, upon seeing this scene, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Even so, she didn't turn her head away.
Under the watchful eyes of the two men, Fang Xiu, who was completely naked, calmly got up, stepped down from the black lotus, and put on some clothes.
After he left, the black lotus withered and disappeared.
Fang Xiu examined his clone. With his current perception, he couldn't see any difference between it and his original body. Apart from the strength, everything else was exactly the same.
The strength of a clone is determined by the original body; the clone will possess as much power as the original body bestows upon it.
The clone before me currently possesses strength comparable to a first-stage Ascension user.
Fang Xiu did not give too much power to his clone because he was currently in a critical period of his third ascension. Giving away too much power might affect the third ascension.
Furthermore, the clone doesn't require much power, as it possesses the abilities of the original body. Within this desolate treasure trove, the barbarians have accumulated wealth for thousands of years, including colorful stones and rare and precious materials. In just a few months, the clone will be able to possess strength comparable to the original body's current level.
Fang Xiu and his clone looked at each other in silence. Then, the clone silently walked to a corner and began to devour rare and precious materials. During this time, the two did not communicate at all, because the clone and the original body were essentially one person, with their minds connected. Their conversation was like talking to themselves, which was completely unnecessary.
Subsequently, Fang Xiu also went into seclusion to begin his third sublimation.
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Outside, Ling Ling and the others were trying to win over Xu Ruohai. Fang Xiu and Fang Yao were clearly not easy to talk to, so they could only target Xu Ruohai.
In their view, Xu Ruohai should be a follower of Fang Xiu, as he spoke of Fang Xiu with great respect.
They wanted to get some information about Fang Xiu from Xu Ruohai. After all, such a terrifying person must have been famous in this world long ago, but now he seemed to have suddenly appeared out of nowhere, which was very strange.
Xu Ruohai, being the most cautious among the demigods, instinctively resisted revealing his origins. He casually gave them a few vague answers, saying he had been cultivating deep in the mountains...
Ling Ling and the others knew he was just giving a perfunctory answer, but they had no choice but to play along. Xu Ruohai also knew they knew he was just giving a perfunctory answer, but he still chose to do so.
“Mr. Xu, Lord Fang Xiu is able to restrain the power of the Flower Goddess, while the true form of Nuwa, the Holy Maiden of our sect, can fight Ling Xinghe without being at a disadvantage. If our two sides cooperate, killing Ling Xinghe will be a piece of cake. I wonder if Mr. Xu could pass on a message to Lord Fang Xiu, that our sect sincerely invites him and Fang Yao to join our sect, and is willing to offer the position of Vice Sect Leader as a sign of our sincerity.” Bai Xiangqing invited politely.
Fang Xiu's appearance gave them hope that they could defeat Ling Xinghe.
Xu Ruohai smiled slightly: "This is a matter of great importance. Let's wait until His Excellency the True God emerges from seclusion before discussing it further."
A hint of doubt flashed in Bai Xiangqing's eyes: "Mr. Xu, there is something I'm not sure if I should say."
"Speaking."
"Why do you keep referring to Lord Fang Xiu as a true god? Is his title truly that of a true god?"
Xu Ruohai shook his head: "It's not that he's called a true god, it's that he *is* a true god."
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