"What are you hesitating for! Hand over whatever reward you have!" Zhang Xiaojia lowered his voice, a long-forgotten sense of fear spreading through his heart.
Especially when he saw his three companions, whom he had finally found, being squeezed into a bloody mist by that invisible hand.
"Nine Netherworld God Technique! Pangu Sacred Body! Ancient True Scripture! Universe Cover!" The system was frantically distributing rewards; it didn't want to disappear yet.
Fang Zhiyi stopped in front of Zhang Xiaojia: "I remember you. As an outer disciple, some chores are your job, but you said that the senior outer disciple was making things difficult for you. Later, when the gatekeeper of the library was following the rules and not letting you enter at night, you embarrassed him in public. Which elder was your master again... You even drove away his personal disciple, didn't you?"
"Others follow the rules, but you recklessly challenge them for the rewards of that system, turning the rules that you should follow into injustices against you..." Fang Zhiyi's voice was somewhat weary. "There are no shortcuts to cultivating immortality. What's the difference between relying on a system that came from who-knows-where and living by petty theft in your original world?"
"..." Zhang Xiaojia's face flushed red, as if recalling some past events. He suddenly erupted, unleashing the strongest killing move the system had just given him! With a system, he was the protagonist! Fang Zhiyi was the villain!
But nothing happened.
He called out to the system, but the system did not answer. He just felt a terrible headache.
The system did not respond to him until he slowly collapsed to the ground.
Little Black let out a loud burp: "I know my function now."
"Um?"
"System attacks are nullified, isn't that awesome?"
You ate too much.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Fang Zhiyi stepped outside: "Alright, take care of the last thing."
Xiao Hei took a deep breath and smacked his lips: "I just finished eating, and now you want me to risk my life again."
"Since we're already here..."
"Since we're already here for the classics," Xiao Hei said, picking up the banter.
Just as they stepped outside the hall, a female cultivator peeked out from behind the porch.
Xiao Hei perked up: "Wow, there's dessert after dinner?"
Fang Zhiyi asked, "Is there something you need?"
The female cultivator seemed to have made a decision: "Senior, I...I am a demon from beyond the realm...My master was afraid I would die at someone else's hands, so he sent me to come to you to atone for my sins..."
Xiao Hei was taken aback, turned to look at Fang Zhiyi, and retracted its outstretched tentacles.
"What...are you capable of?" Fang Zhiyi asked.
The female cultivator counted on her fingers: "I have a bracelet with a spiritual field space inside that's even bigger than the secret realm. I can grow lots and lots of spiritual herbs and raise spiritual beasts... I didn't intentionally travel here. I just... I just woke up and found myself here..." She saw the ruins behind Fang Zhiyi and was so scared she almost cried.
To her surprise, Fang Zhiyi walked straight past her, saying, "If you're going to farm, just farm properly. Why are you meddling in this?"
The female cultivator was stunned and turned back to look at the legendary, unreasonable tyrant with some disbelief.
Fang Zhiyi suddenly remembered something: "Can you quickly cultivate spirit herbs?"
When Fang Zhiyi pushed open the door to a small courtyard, Dong Chenglin sat there blankly, staring at the mountain of pills piled up in front of him.
"Uncle, can I really become an immortal?"
Fang Zhiyi glanced at him: "There are two ways to become an immortal. One is to work hard step by step like everyone else, and the other is to accumulate these rare and precious elixirs. Which one do you choose?"
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