"Bai Cang, you bastard!"
"That heartless beast, he's not even human!"
In another dense forest, Fang Baoliu was enveloped in spiritual light, with six crystalline silk threads, resembling spider silk, crisscrossing around him.
Then thirty-six skeletal demons, each the size of a cartwheel, flew around her, constantly spewing green flames that blasted the attacking monsters into a chaotic mess.
Furthermore, hundreds of vengeful spirits, under the command of a hundred-year-old vengeful ghost, ride the yin winds to and fro, vaguely forming the prototype of a ghost realm centered around Fang Baoliu.
Fang Baoliu held a long, narrow sword, from which the image of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix could be faintly seen, and he occasionally unleashed a sharp and incomparable sword light.
She was truly armed to the teeth; the seemingly endless stream of various demonic beasts could not even get close to her before being completely slaughtered.
If any members of the Heshan Cult were here, they would surely shed tears of poverty at the sight of her immense wealth.
Leaving aside defensive magical artifacts such as the Crimson Dragon Robe, Fang Bao Liu Guang is a set of offensive magical artifacts, including the Six Black Ropes, the Hundred Soul Banner, the Thirty-Six Skeleton Demons, and the Hundred Spirit Immortal-Slaying Sword.
Each and every one of them is at least a fourth-level magical artifact, a rare and exquisite item that many members of the Heshan Sect could only dream of.
If defensive magical artifacts are also included, Fang Baoliu possesses at least ten fourth-rank magical artifacts.
This doesn't even include her trump card for survival!
However, at this moment, Fang Baoliu felt no sense of security whatsoever. She felt that the attacking monsters were coming one after another, one after another, leaving her overwhelmed.
Such a bizarre situation made it hard for her not to suspect that Bai Cang was behind it all: the "trophies" that kept disappearing into thin air behind her were the best evidence.
For a moment, Fang Baoliu couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses.
From veiled insults to sarcastic remarks, and then to swearing profusely, Fang Baoliu only took less than half an hour, regretting that he knew too few vulgar words.
There's no way around it! Bai Cang's "the evening glow of the setting sun" and "the rising sun of the east" truly make him a "poet of the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications".
Fang Baoliu came from an extraordinary background. Although the Fang family of Yujin Mountain could not compare with the three families of Fengma Yao in Heshan Road, they were still one of the top families below the three.
There are as many as five Dao Foundation True Persons, and the Fang family patriarch is a Dao Foundation late-stage master who has achieved "unity of Qi and Sha".
Before Zhang Yuanfeng became a disciple of Tianhe Zhenjun and followed him to establish the Xia Kingdom's Heshan Sect, he was merely a high-ranking guest of the Fang family and a "tutor" for Fang Baoliu and other members of the Fang family.
Therefore, Fang Baoliu was born into a life of luxury and was exceptionally gifted. He was greatly favored by his elders and his cultivation progressed smoothly. He also never experienced the wickedness of human nature.
From childhood to adulthood, everyone she encountered was a "good person" who doted on her.
Having grown up in such an environment, Fang Baoliu had never seen Bai Cang act like such an inhuman beast.
She thought she had cultivated composure and elegance since childhood, but all of that crumbled instantly, turning her into the very "street-swearing shrew" she once despised!
She had never seen such a shameless, inhuman bastard.
Not only did they accept the benefits but also failed to deliver on their promises, leaving without a trace. They even used underhanded tactics on themselves, attracting a host of nearby monsters to attack them.
They even remembered to come back every now and then to take away the "spoils of war"—isn't that going too far?
"You bastard! You're utterly shameless!"
"I have never seen such a shameless person!"
"Once I have established my foundation, I will definitely take my revenge and make you wish you were dead, wishing you were alive but unable to die!"
Looking at the densely packed, seemingly endless hordes of monsters around her, Fang Baoliu couldn't help but jump up and down in a fit of rage, her face turning bright red. She looked like a virtuous and gentle little tyrannical dragon from Sichuan, wishing she could build a "Shudao Mountain" for Bai Cang on the spot. Where was the gentle "fragrant tea" she had shown earlier?
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As the temperature rose, Fang Baoliu became increasingly ruthless in her actions.
It was as if these attacking monsters were Bai Cang, the "rising sun," which was smashed to pieces and crushed to dust.
"Son of a bitch!"
"You bastard!"
"I'll teach you to be inhuman!"
"I'll have someone make a white python-wrapped golden dragon whip for you later, and whip you to death, you bastard!"
Fang Baoliu was just getting serious when he suddenly heard the sound of a sword ringing out from ahead.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A crisp sword cry, accompanied by a continuous booming sound.
Flames could be faintly seen shooting into the sky, a cold wind howled, and screams carried on the wind rang out one after another.
A chilling, murderous aura, reminiscent of the clash of swords and the thunder of horses, almost assaulted our senses.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The next moment.
Bai Cang's figure seemed to leap through the void, his sword light flashing and slashing, cutting down hundreds of demonic beasts as easily as mowing grass, causing blood to spurt out.
After doing all this.
Bai Cang then smiled and looked at Fang Baoliu, "Finally, you've cleaned up all that trash. Did you scare Senior Sister?"
Looking at Bai Cang, who seemed very concerned, Fang Baoliu gritted her teeth and said, "Thanks to you, Junior Brother Bai, I'm still alive!"
She glared at him coldly, her tone filled with resentment, as if she were about to transform into an "evil sword immortal" and ascend to heaven on the spot.
Where is even a trace of that gentle, smiling beauty?
If she weren't truly no match for Bai Cang, she would have loved to open her mouth right now and bite this bastard to death.
Even though she knew she still needed Bai Cang's "protection," she couldn't suppress the evil fire in her heart.
"It seems my senior sister has a deep misunderstanding about me!"
Bai Cang, however, was self-righteous and didn't seem to realize how utterly despicable his actions of using Fang Baoliu as bait were. Instead, he adopted a helpless attitude, saying, "I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the gutter." He added, "There is no such thing as a peaceful life in this world. It's all because I, your junior brother, am carrying the burden for you, senior sister!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Baoliu laughed in anger, glanced around at the corpses of the demonic beasts, and sneered repeatedly, "Is this your way of bearing the burden?"
Even so, Fang Baoliu did not intend to investigate further.
As long as Bai Cang gives her a plausible explanation, even if he treats her like a fool, she can only grit her teeth and swallow her anger.
After all, although this bastard is shameless, thick-skinned, ruthless, and inhuman, he is indeed powerful and resourceful.
In such a remote place, far from the emperor's reach, if one truly offends him, Fang Baoliu has no doubt that the other party might actually do something ruthless like forcing the flowers to bloom.
This kind of audacity is not only present in Bai Cang, but also extremely great!
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang remained calm and collected the surrounding monster corpses into his spatial storage.
Then he took out a bunch of various magical artifacts and pouches that reeked of blood. "Senior sister, look, if I hadn't been fighting in the shadows, wouldn't these people have come for you?"
If you weren't so damn shameless, would I be so ostentatious, attracting so many people's covetousness?
Seeing Bai Cang's bountiful harvest and the tears of joy he shed, Fang Baoliu couldn't help but harden his fists again.
He immediately turned cold and glared fiercely at Bai Cang.
Seeing this, Bai Cang sighed, knowing that if he didn't show some "sincerity," he probably wouldn't be able to appease Fang Baoliu and it would be difficult to repair the relationship between the two!
Since that's the case, we'll just have to make a profit through tears and blood!
So he flicked his sleeve and pulled out a jade box that was three feet long.
The moment he opened the jade box, Fang Baoliu's expression changed drastically!
[Thanks again to "Mosi", please give me a free gift!]
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