"Why didn't you say that earlier? You didn't have to get beaten up for nothing."
Gu Dao shook his head.
There will always be people in this world who don't believe in superstition.
Of course, this guy also had the confidence to defy superstition.
Although his strength hasn't reached the level of a Dominator, he's already taken one step in.
Furthermore, with one of the three taboos, Reincarnation, standing behind him, if he were to encounter another ruler instead of a tyrant, they would probably all give him face.
The Soul Ferryman glared at Gu Dao, as if to say, "Who do you think you are?"
I'm no match for that weirdo, but surely I can handle you?
"No wonder you can only be a gofer. It's one thing that your skills are lacking, but your eyesight is also terrible."
The old man, adopting the air of a senior, instructed: "One is to encounter a master without realizing it, and to insist on getting close to him."
They don't know their place and underestimate an old senior like me.
Why don't you take a closer look and see who I really am?
Speak!
He stood proudly with his hands behind his back on the ancient road.
Within the single eye, countless black dots seeped out.
Although Gu hadn't appeared in the starry sky for a long time, he was confident that someone would recognize him.
"Alright, stop your nagging."
The Soul Ferryman said irritably, "If it weren't for the tyranny protecting you, you'd see if I just scattered your ashes and that would be the end of it."
"Hey, you're really stubborn as a mule, aren't you?"
Gu Dao was furious.
Before he could speak again, the dejected soul ferryman had returned to the bow of the boat. He held the bamboo pole, which had been split into eight pieces, as if he were holding a harpoon, and aimed it at the river below.
If I can't do anything about your domineering ways, do you think I can't do anything about you?
The Soul Ferryman, filled with rage, naturally vented his anger on the Demon Lord.
Just then, a hand blocked the bamboo pole.
Squeak—
The bamboo pole, split into eight pieces, immediately emitted a teeth-grinding sound, as if it had been subjected to a force it should not have had to bear.
Without a word, the Soul Ferryman put away the bamboo pole and said, "Please go ahead!"
I can't afford to mess with them.
How could a mere Soul Ferryman possibly offend a supreme being?
Li Fan ignored the Soul Ferryman and gently grabbed him.
No effort was seen being exerted.
But the turbid spring water that flowed ceaselessly was thus separated.
The Soul Ferryman swallowed almost imperceptibly.
This monster is stronger than I imagined.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the Yellow Springs looks like an ordinary river; in reality, it can easily annihilate even Venerable-level beings.
For a powerful being like the Demon Lord, falling into the Yellow Springs is only a matter of time.
Only the ruler can stand against the Yellow Springs.
Even a ruler would find it difficult to achieve the level of this domineering guy.
Thank you!
The Demon Lord, soaking wet, stood on the white paper boat carrying a coffin. A sliver of clarity returned to his blood-red pupils, and he bowed to Li Fan.
Where did you get these flowers?
Li Fan opened his palm, and a blooming spider lily lay on it.
He felt the flower was familiar, which was his reason for making the purchase.
"Red Spider Lily, my power manifests outwardly."
The Demon Lord raised his hand, and one after another, spider lilies bloomed from his fingertips.
Do you recognize me?
Li Fan continued to ask.
"I don't know him."
The Demon Lord shook his head.
Does this flower truly exist somewhere in the world?
Li Fan guessed that he might come from a place where the red spider lilies bloom.
The person before me is displaying power, perhaps because they've seen too much of this kind of talk.
"I've never seen it."
The Demon Lord thought for a moment and added, "The reason why my power is so outwardly displayed is because I am not strong enough. My initial method of attack was to slowly grind down my opponents by threading a needle. Even if I won, the opponents' corpses would eventually turn into small pieces of meat. After that, as I continued to kill, they ended up like this."
He himself found it hard to explain why, but his initial goal was simply to survive.
The first rule for survival is to kill your opponent with minimal cost.
He rarely got injured, which is why he lived so long.
"That might just be my imagination!"
Li Fan waved his hand, scattering the spider lilies from his hand.
"May I ask how you are addressed, Your Excellency?"
The Demon Lord asked respectfully.
"overbearing."
Li Fan replied, then asked in return, "And how should I address you, fellow Daoist?"
"Yellow millet".
The Demon Lord also revealed his name, and then asked in return, "What is your interpretation, fellow Daoist?"
He didn't really understand this title.
He had never heard anyone address him as "fellow Daoist".
“My friends are my fellow believers.”
Li Fan smiled slightly.
The form of address doesn't need to be complicated; it just needs to be understandable.
Fellow Daoist.
Naturally, he is a domineering friend.
"A domineering...friend?"
Huang Liang's blood-red eyes turned somewhat eerie.
Under this starry sky, are there truly friends?
"Well, friend, of course you don't have to be my friend."
Li Fan shrugged.
He can accept having one more friend or one less friend.
Huang Liang is happy if he wants to, but it doesn't matter if he doesn't.
As for helping people, he never expected anything in return.
Of course, this applies to situations where you're helping others.
If someone helps him, Li Fan will always do something to repay the favor.
"Then let's forget about it!"
Huang Liang thought about it for a moment, then shook his head and refused.
Friends were a luxury for him.
After all, he still carries the fate of Yimeng on his shoulders.
To revive Yimeng, one must inevitably deal with the legendary forbidden reincarnation.
This is a road of no return.
Anyone who gets infected will die.
Not to mention people, even earthworms under the floor tiles of your own ancestral home might be pulled out and split in two, and vertically at that.
"Why are you being so effeminate? Do you think just anyone can be a domineering friend?"
"You should cherish any opportunity given to you, unlike some people who don't even get a chance."
Gu Dao suddenly spoke up.
It's not that he finds millet particularly appealing, or whether millet is of any importance to him.
He said that purely to mock the Soul Ferryman.
Aren't you, Soul Ferryman, very arrogant?
Then what?
People weaker than you have received domineering invitations. Look at yourself, they don't even look at you.
What's with all the smugness?
"idiot!"
The Soul Ferryman cursed without any politeness.
Fellow Daoist?
Who the hell wants to be your fellow Daoist?
And you don't actually think that being domineering will end well, do you?
Don't be fooled by his current ease in manipulating himself; he's not slapping his own face, but rather the face of the supreme being of reincarnation.
The supreme cycle of reincarnation outside cannot harm him, but once he goes to the Land of Rebirth, he can be easily subdued.
Laugh, but wait until you reach the place of your passing and cry.
"I'm in big trouble."
Huang Liang slowly opened his mouth and said, "My wife died, but I forcibly kept her alive with the power of the Great Dao."
Reversing life and death and exploring the cycle of reincarnation will inevitably lead to unforeseen events.
Becoming my friend is a matter of life and death.
"What's the big deal about reincarnation?"
Gu Dao stepped forward without hesitation. As he always said, he simply disliked the Soul Ferryman.
They're all forbidden dogs, why are you putting on airs?
Back in the day, I was a powerful ruler, no less so than you.
Even though I've been tainted by chaos, I'm still trying to get rid of it. What's there for you, you lackey, to be proud of?
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