She smiled and nodded at the two men, who also nodded. "Boss, we came here on a recommendation and would like to take home a few of their signature dishes."
"Hey, how many people are eating?"
"Just a few, but pack a separate portion for us. Our Palace Master's wife loves stir-fried dishes, so we need to bring her one."
Zhong Ling'er paused briefly, then smiled and said, "Hey! Wait a moment."
Meanwhile, Fang Zhiyi, who was enjoying a cup of fairy tea in a nearby teahouse, observed the scene from afar. He shook his head and smiled, "This female protagonist is quite generous and sensible. She saved her energy."
The system watched him drink tea with envy, but said nothing. It could only smell the taste but could not drink it.
"Come on, let's take care of some finishing work."
On a pitch-black mountaintop, a gatekeeper disciple was boredly playing with playing cards he had bought from the Fairy City. Suddenly, he felt goosebumps and looked up to see a person flying high in the sky.
"who!"
Fang Zhiyi was too lazy to respond, he just raised his hand and slapped it. With just one encounter, the mountain protection formation was completely destroyed.
"Oh my god! This, this!"
The huge commotion attracted everyone from the Demon Sect, including the Demon Lord who had saved Chu Aotian.
"You! Fang Zhiyi, the Lord of Yunxiao Palace! You actually attacked our Demon Sect!" The Demon Lord shouted, but his voice was trembling.
Fang Zhiyi raised his finger and shook it: "It's not a sneak attack, I came here openly and honestly, and my goal is to kill you."
"Why? My Demon Sect hasn't offended your Yunxiao Palace recently, right?"
Fang Zhiyi exuded the aura of someone in the late stage of tribulation: "I just like to eliminate some uncontrollable factors. What if you sneak attack me when I ascend?"
In the entire world of immortal cultivation, Fang Zhiyi has the highest cultivation level, and this Demon Lord is also among the top. Although the system tells him that Chu Aotian is completely useless, who knows whether this Demon Lord will fill this gap?
The Demon Lord was stunned. Yes, why didn’t he think of that he could sneak attack him when he was undergoing the tribulation!
But it was too late. Fang Zhiyi was a whole realm higher than him. With just a simple grasp, the Demon Lord exploded and died. Fang Zhiyi blew his hands in disdain, "Your death is not unjust. You always capture mortals to suck their blood to improve your skills. You should learn something. The Bat Cult next door has switched to sucking pigs' blood and even set up a pig farm."
The disciples of the Demon Sect all watched what happened in a daze. Even the left and right protectors didn't move at all. Under Fang Zhiyi's pressure, they really felt a huge threat!
Watching Fang Zhiyi leave, the left and right guardians exchanged a glance and said, "Follow the Palace Master's instructions!"
Fang Zhiyi stumbled and looked back: "He is quite flexible."
In the small shabby house at the foot of the mountain, Chu Aotian, with a pale face, looked up at the flying figure. The jealousy in his eyes became more and more serious, and finally turned into a sigh.
On the day when Fang Zhiyi and Yue Anyao ascended to heaven together, countless sects came to visit. The most crucial thing was that the "shares" in their hands needed to be clarified. Fang Zhiyi waved goodbye to everyone and told them that the specific affairs would be taken over by the former law enforcement elder after his ascension. Everyone's eyes turned to the old man wearing sunglasses and with a smug look on his face.
Countless thunderbolts struck him, but he could handle it easily because Yue Anyao was devoted to going through the heavenly tribulation with him.
At this moment, a man on crutches suddenly squeezed out of the crowd: "Fang Zhiyi! You can't leave! You owe me..." The rest of his words were drowned out by thunder.
The system said on the side: "He remembered."
Fang Zhiyi nodded. This kid must be feeling very uncomfortable, right?
At this moment, a woman who was faster than the guardian disciples took two steps forward, picked up Chu Aotian, and threw him out. Then she turned around and met Fang Zhiyi's eyes, which were filled with various emotions.
Fang Zhiyi nodded, reached out to hug Yue Anyao, raised his hand to gather his energy to resist the last huge thunder.
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