There was a moment of silence. The surrounding people were all scared stiff!
This self-proclaimed Yuanying old cultivator from the East Sea was really overbearing. He actually dragged the disciple of the White Emperor City's City Lord over and slapped him in front of his master. Lv Jinhong and the others could not believe this scene. Before this, he clearly did not dare to show his face even when his path was blocked. How could he be so overbearing now? More importantly, his words were too ruthless. Everyone was a slave, and now he wanted to save face … Not only did he scold the White Emperor City Lord, but he also scolded everyone present!
"Haha, well said, very well said!"
The White Emperor City Lord looked at Fang Xing with an expressionless face. He only lightly spat out a few words.
In terms of appearance, he was indeed a middle-aged man with an extremely good appearance. He was much older than Fang Xing, but he was later than the generation of Bai Qianzhang and the others. Currently, he should be four or five hundred years old, but his appearance was only about thirty years old. He had a deep and extraordinary aura, which made people feel awe and respect when they saw him. At this moment, although there was no joy or anger on his face, the trace of anger in his eyes revealed his true inner thoughts. He quietly looked at Fang Xing, raised his palm, and spiritual power condensed.
"Lord Ye, please calm down …"
Elder Hu Jun hurriedly tried to persuade him, but it was obvious that it was difficult to persuade him.
Fang Xing's words were too ruthless. Moreover, he slapped his disciple in front of him. If it was anyone else, they would not be able to endure it, right?
"Hey, you want to fight?"
Fang Xing sneered and threw the White Emperor City disciple to the side. Then, he rolled up his sleeves.
Lv Jinhong, Huo Tuotuo, and the others had long since been frightened by this scene. They quietly retreated to the side and created a distance of twenty to thirty feet between them and Fang Xing. Then, they looked at each other and felt that this distance was not enough, so they quietly retreated even further.
Down below, the Third Fairy of Yaochi also frowned. They had discussed with Fang Xing before and wanted him to test White Emperor City Lord Ye Huntian's attitude. But who would have thought that he would provoke them? What would they do if they started fighting? Putting aside whether Fang Xing was a match for him, even if he exposed his true strength in the process of fighting, it would be very risky, right?
But at this moment, it was obviously too late to advise them, so they could only restrain their temper and wait and see.
"Haha, well said indeed, well said …"
However, right when Fang Xing and White Emperor City's City Governor Ye were about to fight, a lazy voice resounded from within the residence, and it diluted the murderous aura in the surroundings. "We're all servants, so why are you still concerned about face at a time like this? Haha, well said. You must be Elder Xing from the East Sea Maiden Cave, right? Just because of what you said, I, Dao Wufang, must give you a toast … "
As these words came, a meatball stumbled out of the palace. Looking closely, one could see that it was a fat man carrying a barrel of wine in his hand … This fat man was wearing embroidered clothes of high quality, but they looked dirty and messy. His cultivation was not ordinary, and one could clearly feel that although his lifespan was not that long, he was already in the Yuanying realm. At this moment, he looked to be seventy to eighty percent drunk. As he poured the wine into his mouth, he lazily swayed out and sat down on the main seat.
"Young Palace Lord, you …"
When Elder Hu Jun saw him, his expression instantly became complicated. He couldn't help but frown and ask.
"Didn't my father blame me for being like a drunk pig every day and refusing to share his burden? Now I'm here … "
That fat man was Dao Wufang, the Young Palace Lord of Tianyi Palace. He smiled lazily and even burped.
Seeing him like this, Elder Hu Jun didn't know what to say, so he just lowered his head and sighed deeply.
"Come on, Elder Xing, sit here and let's have a toast first …"
Dao Wufang laughed and motioned for Fang Xing to sit on his left. Turning his head, he found that Ye Huntian, the Lord of White Emperor City, was still looking at Fang Xing with a gloomy expression, showing no intention of sitting down. The fat man narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Lord Ye, are you still not satisfied? Do you want to sit on the left side? Haha, the left is high and the right is low. This is the rule of the cultivation world. But I know that the reason why this rule has been passed down is that in primitive times, when the Sages and the Immortals negotiated, the Sages sat on the left and the Immortals sat on the right. Therefore, the cultivation world of later generations followed this custom. Unfortunately … Haha, we've all disgraced our ancestors. I guess we won't have the face to meet the Sages and the Immortals when we go to the netherworld, let alone follow their rules. Just sit anywhere you like! "
The fat man seemed to be drunk, but his mind was very clear. Ye Huntian couldn't help but feel embarrassed when he told the story.
"Since you've given me a seat, I have nothing to say. But Fellow Taoist Xing hurt a disciple of White Emperor City. This is not a good thing. This is the temporary imperial residence of Tianyi Palace. I, the Lord of Tianyi Palace, will not argue with you. Tomorrow, when I leave, I will seek justice for you!"
Ye Huntian was annoyed by Dao Wufang, so he didn't want to argue anymore. With a cold face, he sat down on the right side.
"Haha, that's right, that's right. You attacked us on the territory of Tianyi Palace. That's not giving us face …"
Dao Wufang laughed, then lifted the wine barrel and slammed it on the jade table in front of him. "Come on, come on, let's drink!"
It was no wonder that he used a wine barrel. With his mountain-like body, using a wine jar to drink was indeed a little too small.
It was a good banquet, but the Young Master ruined it. Elder Hu Jun looked a little embarrassed. But he still had to deal with the big picture. Seeing that the Young Master's words were not pleasant to his ears, the old man smiled and picked up a glass of wine from the jade table. He saluted Ye Huntian and Fang Xing, and said with a smile, "We are all working for the Shen Clan. We should work together. Why do you have to make things so unpleasant for some groundless dispute? Tianyi Palace has prepared a banquet to entertain you two. Please have a drink with us and forget about the unhappiness! "
"Thank you, Elder Hu Jun!"
Ye Huntian knew Elder Hu Jun. Seeing that he was polite, he also raised his glass and saluted him with a smile.
"Haha, do you know what I am going to do?"
Fang Xing said sarcastically again. He looked like an arrogant villain. He lazily raised his glass, but didn't bring it to his lips. He squinted at Ye Huntian, the City Lord of White Emperor City, and sneered, "I have prepared two extraordinary treasures. I have also made friends with the Great Orthodoxies of White Emperor City. In total, I have 18 Divine Artifacts, countless other treasures, and some secrets. I am going to present them to the Lords of the God-down Clan. When I present them, the Lords of the God-down Clan will naturally look at me in a different light. Ye Huntian … Haha!"
As he said that, he deliberately looked at Lv Jinhong and the others, and said with a strange smile, "You were just a human before!"
"Haha …"
"Haha …"
Hearing this, Lv Jinhong and Huo Tuotuo felt like they knew each other very well. They laughed along with him.
Of course, they didn't understand the implication in Fang Xing's words that Ye Huntian was not a human now. They thought that Old Xing was saying that Ye Huntian, the former City Lord of White Emperor City, was a big shot, but after they got the favor of the God-down Clan, they wouldn't care about him anymore!
"Where did this wild cultivator come from? How dare he disrespect my master?"
Pointing out Ye Huntian's name, the elders and disciples of White Emperor City were immediately dissatisfied and loudly rebuked him.
"Haha, wild cultivator?"
Fang Xing sneered and shouted with a straight face, "Old Lv, tell them what I have prepared for them!"
Lv Jinhong laughed out loud when he heard this. He jumped up and placed his hands on his waist. He said proudly, "The things that Elder Xing is prepared to offer to the lords of the God-down Clan are not the ordinary treasures that you think they are. Every one of them is extraordinary. I was fortunate enough to see them, so I will tell you about them. The first item is an extremely important map. Hehe, this map shows the spiritual veins and rivers within the Tiangang Mountain Range. With this map, it will be much easier to capture those orthodoxies that have escaped into the Tiangang Mountain Range..."
"Haha …"
In the process of speaking, Fang Xing purposely lifted the lapel of his robe, revealing the patterns. Only then did everyone realize that the pattern was actually tattooed on his body. Anyone who wanted to see it would have to get close to him. From afar, they could only see a stretch of lines.
"It turns out to be a map!"
Elder Hu Jun and Young Master Dao Wufang of the Tianyi Palace were also a bit serious when they saw this. They thought that this old man was a bit smart. Most of the Taoist orthodoxies in the Central Territory of the Divine Land refused to submit to the God Clan and escaped into the Tiangang Mountain Range. This mountain range was extremely deep and far away. It would take a lot of effort to search for them. But if they had a map of the mountains and rivers in this area, it would be much easier to find them.
"Haha …"
While the others were serious, Ye Huntian, the Lord of White Emperor City, just held his wine cup and chuckled. He did not express his opinion.
Lv Jinhong also looked a little embarrassed. This map of the mountains and rivers of the Tian Gang Mountain Range did not frighten the Lord of White Emperor City. Instead, he felt a little disappointed. Fortunately, at this time, Fang Xing transmitted a divine thought to him. Hearing this, his eyes gradually lit up and he looked at Fang Xing with great admiration. He made a deep bow and turned around.
He first laughed and then continued, "Fellow Taoists, when I saw the first one, I was already amazed. Who would have thought that the gift he prepared would be much more generous than I imagined? The second magic treasure is even more extraordinary. It is the sword used by Situ, the First Priest of Fuyao Palace. The High Priest of Fuyao Palace has always used this sword to kill demons and represents the orthodoxy of the world. Senior Xing accidentally obtained this sword and planned to offer it to the elders of the God Clan as the second treasure …"
"Clang!" Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Fang Xing had already pulled out a sword, and casually threw it on the table.
"The sword of Situ, the First Priest of Fuyao Palace?"
Hearing this, Elder Hu Jun and Dao Wufang both raised their eyebrows. They looked up and saw that the sword was square, plain and simple. They could not see anything special about it. The most important thing was that they knew it was an antique, but it was hard to tell whether it was real or not. However, if what they said was true and this was the sword of Situ, the First Priest of Fuyao Palace, then it was really valuable. After all, Fuyao Palace had always had a very high status. Many people regarded them as the royal family in the cultivation world. Its sword was of great significance.
This group of people offered this sword to the God Clan, which was almost equivalent to a mortal offering a jade seal to the imperial court!
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