If they were brothers, why was there a need to be sworn brothers? If they were not brothers, what was the use of it?
Yun Yang's words sounded normal, but in Fang Mofei's ears, they were like thunder.
"So, you killed them and ran away with the mystical beast offspring?" Yun Yang asked.
"I wanted to." Fang Mofei sighed bitterly. "But … I don't have that ability anymore … I suffered three heavy blows all of a sudden. By the time I managed to free myself, the three of them had already pounced on me. I was already at the end of my rope … "
"So, I had no choice but to use my fealty essence …" Fang Mofei chuckled bitterly. "This is a mystical skill, but it's also a vicious hidden weapon …"
"After severely injuring the three of them, my last thought was to run away with the mystical beast …" Fang Mofei's eyes were red, not from crying, but from the pain of being betrayed by his brothers. "I burned my essence and blood along the way, escaping at all costs …"
"Actually, even I don't know how I entered Tiantang City, or how I fainted in front of some store …" Fang Mofei sighed. "Those three people … the three Hu brothers, I don't know how they are now … But, when I attacked, I was still soft-hearted for a moment. I remembered not to aim for their fatal spots …"
Fang Mofei sighed. "So, their lives shouldn't be in danger."
"The three Hu brothers …" Yun Yang murmured, lowering his head and musing. "Do you want to take revenge? Do you want to kill them? "
Fang Mofei was at a loss, a fierce struggle in his eyes.
Decades of friendship … when faced with a shocking benefit, the two sabers and one strike without hesitation …
Did he want to kill them?
"There's no need to answer this question." A hint of satisfaction flashed across Yun Yang's eyes. His hesitation now was an indication of how much he valued his friendship. Although they were heartless and unjust, Fang Mofei was still hesitant.
Yun Yang's tone was much more relaxed as he said, "Brother Fang, what are your plans for the future?"
Although Fang Mofei did not know what Yun Yang's objective was, he understood everything when he heard Yun Yang's words.
Was he trying to recruit him?
After knowing that he was the Concourse of the Underworld's assassin, he still wanted to recruit him?
"In the future … I don't know either."
Fang Mofei smiled bitterly. "After this serious injury, I can clearly feel the damage to my vitality. I'm afraid I won't be able to recover in this lifetime."
Yun Yang said calmly, "This is what you feel. However, I have a few predictions for Brother Fang's future. "
Fang Mofei said, "Hm?"
"The first option is for Brother Fang to leave my place and continue roaming the Jianghu after you've recovered from your injuries. However, this path is full of hardships and risks. Moreover, it is just as Brother Fang said. This time, my vitality has been damaged. If I want to return to my peak, it is almost impossible. I believe Brother Fang knows that sooner or later, you will die under the sword. "
Fang Mofei sighed at Yun Yang's words. As a member of the pugilistic world, how could he not see this clearly? Sometimes, if you offended someone, you would die a violent death.
"Secondly, those few … sworn brothers of yours will never let you off. Since they've shed all pretense of cordiality and they've let you down, they'll do everything in their power to kill you. I'm sure you're aware of this. "
Yun Yang said slowly, "The first option is for you to continue roaming the martial world until you're killed. The second option is to live in seclusion and withdraw from the martial world … but now is not the time for you to do so … your foundation is not strong enough. "
Fang Mofei sighed dejectedly.
That was right, his foundation was not strong enough.
Retreating now would only lead to death.
"The third option is to stay by my side and serve me with your life." Yun Yang's words were clear. "If you stay, other benefits aside … your body can completely recover to its original state or even improve. You've already experienced this. "
"Another benefit is … your position as the Concourse of the Underworld's assassin can still be done if you want to. I won't interfere, but it has to be with my permission. "
Fang Mofei's gaze was focused as he pondered deeply.
He looked up and saw the faint smile on Yun Yang's face. He suddenly chuckled bitterly and said, "There's another possibility … if I don't stay, I won't be able to walk out of this door alive."
Yun Yang's gaze was indifferent.
"Young Master Yun has four ninth level mystical beast babies. Once this news gets out, Young Master Yun will never have a day of peace. I'm the only one who knows about this right now."
Fang Mofei said.
"That's right." Yun Yang's eyes were half-lidded as he said in a low voice, "This news is very important to me."
"I'll stay!" Fang Mofei made his decision quickly.
"Young Master Yun has the best information network in the world in your hands. You're thoughtful and farsighted; you're definitely a talent of your generation. Now that you have four ninth level mystical beasts, you'll definitely become a Tianxuan powerhouse in the future. I've roamed the martial world my entire life and have accomplished nothing. What's wrong with giving my remaining years to Young Master?"
It was not because Yun Yang might be silenced, nor was it because his cultivation base would drop and he would die a horrible death in the martial world. Most importantly, Fang Mofei realized that his state of mind had changed.
The betrayal of his old brother of many years had disheartened him. The spirit of roaming the martial world and serving his family had gone. He only felt an emptiness in his heart.
Perhaps, staying by Young Master Yun's side was a settling or a turning point in his life.
Fang Mofei did not even want to meet the three Hu brothers who had betrayed him and turned against him.
Yun Yang's expression did not change as he watched Fang Mofei swear to the heavens. He said softly, "Stay at home to cultivate and recuperate these few days. Help Lao Mei with some errands. I'll help you recover and I'll help you improve further. When your injuries are healed, I'll have something important for you to do. "
"Yes, Young Master."
…
The night was as cold as water.
Yun Yang sat under the pergola, looking up at the sky as his thoughts wandered. Fang Mofei's unintentional words had almost stolen his thoughts. 'Young Master has the best information network in the world in your hands'.
This information network belongs to the Nine Supremes … it belongs to me and all my brothers … '
Three Eclipse Panthers and a Lightning Cat were squatting obediently by his feet, looking like quadruplets. Three of the Eclipse Panthers would lift their heads to look at Yun Yang from time to time, their eyes filled with doubt.
Where did our boss go? Why hasn't he been seen for days?
Swoosh!
A small white shadow scuttled in from outside the wall and landed at Yun Yang's feet like a flash of lightning. It whimpered softly, its voice filled with endless grievance.
Master, you left me there. That little girl almost rubbed me to death …
"Ha, you're feeling wronged. Come, this is something good for you." Yun Yang placed a hand on the little creature and a wave of refined air of vitality flowed into it.
The little thing cried out in joy. This kind of power was really … too good, too beautiful!
"As for food, go find it yourself." Yun Yang patted the little creature's head. "You must complete the task I've given you. If you don't, there won't be such a good thing anymore … "
The tiny Eclipse Panther nodded obediently and sniffed Yun Yang's hand with its tiny nose. It then gathered with its siblings and played around happily for a while before it spun around reluctantly and darted out with a swoosh.
…
Yun Yang woke up from his deep meditative state.
Feeling the mystical Qi in his body that had grown stronger, an inexplicable glint shone in his eyes. He slowly stretched out a hand and placed five fingers on the table.
Without a sound, his fingers pierced through the three-inch-thick table, forming five neat holes.
Wood splinters flew everywhere.
Yun Yang pulled his hand back and slowly channeled his Qi. As his mystical Qi surged, a mountain could be vaguely seen above his palm. The peak of the mountain was high and covered in clouds and mist. However, looking down from near the peak, the outline of the mountain was clear. Only the top of the mountain was still shrouded in thick fog.
"One more day and I'll be able to break through the first peak." Yun Yang mumbled to himself, "It's the first heaven of cultivation. I'm about to break through."
He took a deep breath and changed his cultivation route. Slowly, Yun Yang's body became more and more blurry, more and more illusory. Slowly, he turned into a white cloud.
It floated around in the bedroom, changing into various shapes.
Even a gap the size of a fingernail could pass in and out at will.
It was Supreme Cloud's unique mystic art.
After a while, the clouds and mist stirred and Yun Yang appeared in front of the table, sweating profusely. He panted heavily, his face a little pale.
"I can only maintain it for three breaths." Yun Yang sighed, "Besides, it has form but no substance. This won't do …"
Although the Endless Divine Art was powerful, its advancement speed was a thousand times faster than ordinary cultivation methods. If it was an ordinary cultivation method, it would take at least a year to go from nothing to almost breaking through to the first heaven, no matter how talented one was.
Yun Yang had only used four days, but he was still not satisfied.
"I can't hold on!"
Yun Yang sighed, "I still can't. Looks like I have to hurry up and give Emmie some nourishment. "
In his subconscious, Emmie was swaying its tiny body in boredom. Waves of refined Qi of vitality swayed along with it, ready to spill out.
Thinking of increasing nourishment gave Yun Yang a headache.
Emmie liked fine jade, mystical stones, mystical crystals, and so on. In other words, Emmie liked everything that had been accumulated for thousands of years and could possess innate spiritual Qi.
The problem was, these things were exorbitantly expensive. Where could he find them?
Emmie had eaten half of those he had won the last time and turned them into powder; the other half was urgently needed and could only be sold. That was all.
As for killing people to obtain the air of injustice, Yun Yang had no interest in doing so. He was Supreme Cloud, one of the Nine Supremes, how could he find trouble with gangsters every day?
As for some fixed goals, Yun Yang's current ability was not enough!
"What a headache!"
Yun Yang frowned for a long time and began to sort out the steps of his plan.
"Every step is a matter of life and death …"
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