Dong Chenglin did have some talent and was quickly promoted to an inner disciple, but his attitude towards Fang Zhiyi was not good. In his opinion, his uncle was incompetent. Although he had a high level of cultivation, he had no say in the sect and often kept to himself. When he wanted to find him for a backdoor, his uncle would only preach that one had to rely on oneself for cultivation and that one could not take shortcuts in cultivating immortals.
This made Dong Chenglin think that Fang Zhiyi looked down on him, and he began to hate Fang Zhiyi in his heart.
Time flies, Fang Zhiyi breaks through again and reaches the initial stage of fusion in one fell swoop.
The entire sect was shaken. No one had expected that this guy who had been kicked out by the sect leader could be so powerful. But just as those who flattered him rushed over, Fang Zhiyi received the biggest blow in his life.
"Fang Zhiyi, let's get a divorce."
Lan Chengyue threw out a contract.
Fang Zhiyi was a little stunned. He recognized the piece of paper. It was the contract that Lan Chengyue asked him to sign when she was acting coquettishly with him one time. She said that she was afraid that Fang Zhiyi would abandon her when his cultivation became higher in the future, so she asked for this thing. Fang Zhiyi signed it without thinking too much.
"According to the Heavenly Dao Contract, I will take half of your cultivation!"
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Fang Zhiyi's blood boiled. He didn't understand why, but looking at the resolute Lan Chengyue in front of him, he seemed to understand a little.
Nephew Dong Chenglin and Miao Yunxi who were watching the fun in the crowd all felt happy at this moment.
Under the pressure of Heaven, Fang Zhiyi's realm fell rapidly, fusion, separation, out-of-body, Nascent Soul...
"Isn't he a fool? Signing a Heavenly Dao Contract with someone?" Miao Yunxi shook her head, "Serves him right. He always likes to meddle in other people's business."
"Brother, isn't that your uncle?"
Dong Chenglin sneered: "What a bullshit uncle, he's just a fake. He's just afraid that I'll surpass him, so he keeps suppressing me. He deserves this fate."
Lan Chengyue looked at Fang Zhiyi and said in a voice only he could hear, "I originally wanted to wait a little longer, but your limit is here. I've provided you with emotional value for so long, so it's not a loss for you."
From that day on, the Potian Sect had one more powerful being who was half a step away from fusion, and also one more crazy old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.
Later, this madman in the Nascent Soul stage was found dead in a secret cave in the back mountain. It seemed that his cultivation had been sucked dry by the devil. This incident aroused the sect's vigilance and also marked the beginning of the subsequent battle to suppress the devil.
"Fang Zhiyi! Why don't you reply?" There was anger in the sect leader's voice.
Fang Zhiyi frowned and looked up at him: "Master, what is your current level of cultivation?"
"The fusion is perfect." Although the sect leader didn't understand the meaning of his question, he still said it. He was also a genius in chain cultivation, and he couldn't help but feel proud when he said these four words.
"The fusion is complete, but you still can't control your emotions?"
"What did you say?"
Fang Zhiyi clapped his hands: "Look, look."
"You..." The Sect Master took a deep breath and calmed down. "I'm asking you this question as the Sect Master!"
Fang Zhiyi nodded and said, "I understand, I understand." He pointed at Miao Yunxi and said, "I didn't hit her."
"Nonsense!" Master Jingyun raised his eyebrows. "If it wasn't you who beat her, then she beat herself?"
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