No matter how unconvinced he was, the Young Master felt that this guy named Xing Fang was quite tricky. He had clearly taken the initiative in the big net he had laid down. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to think of a way to break out of the situation. However, he didn't expect that this guy's unreasonable kidnapping would turn into a big net that was cast towards him. With a reversal, he was almost forced into a corner.
"This guy … is too bold …"
After thinking for a long time about the reason why he had lost, the Young Master bitterly made such a judgment for Fang Xing.
He thought that he had lost because this guy was too bold and had exceeded his expectations.
However, no matter how unconvinced he was, the situation had become unfavorable to him.
Once he made a mistake, the development of the situation had completely gone out of his control.
Now, he and the other servants of the Dragon-seeking Clan had lost the right to enter the temporary imperial residence. Such a powerful red dragon was guarding the gate of the temporary imperial residence like a dog. Once approached, it would pounce and bite. He had even lost the opportunity to secretly communicate with Magu. He could only hide in the dark, pretending to be dull and indifferent, and peep at the situation coldly …
"The Dragon Seeking Hemp Girl is soft on the outside but tough on the inside. Even if she was captured by this little devil, she wouldn't easily yield …"
"If I were this little devil, I would definitely use the servants of the Dragon Seeking Clan as a hostage to force her to commit the crime!"
"… Since you want to seize the initiative, I'll let you have the initiative. Unfortunately, no matter how slippery you are, you'll never think that even if you capture the Dragon Seeking Hemp Girl, it's useless. The moment you joined the Ruins Exploring Alliance, you've already lost to me … I'll let you be arrogant for a few days … After entering the depths of the Ultimate, I'll let you know my means …"
After thinking for a long time, the Young Master's eyes flashed and he made a decision.
That night, it seemed that several of Magu's servants were worried about their master's safety. Taking advantage of the red dragon's nap, they suddenly broke into the temporary imperial residence. As a result, the red dragon woke up and swallowed them one by one. None of the servants of the Dragon Seeking Clan were spared.
Hearing this news, Zhu Xiu was shocked. When he came out to see the miserable scene, he shook his head and ordered people to collect the messy corpses and bury them. He sighed at the loyalty of this group of servants. However, no one could see that the broken corpses on the ground couldn't be pieced together no matter how hard they tried, so they couldn't find out that one person had quietly gone missing.
Even Fang Xing was a bit surprised when he heard this news. He glanced at Magu, only to find that Magu, who had been concentrating on healing and refining the Flesh and Bone Changing Immortal Pill, didn't reveal any signs of wanting to perish together with him. Instead, she lowered her eyelids and let out a soft sigh after a long while.
"Did he have to use such a ruthless escape?"
Such a thought quietly floated in Magu's heart and gradually faded after a long time.
She naturally understood that the Young Master had done this. Firstly, it was to escape, and secondly, it was so that Fang Xing would not have the capital to threaten her. However, even this little bastard had only mentioned using the lives of the servants to threaten her, and had not really done such a thing. Instead, it was because of the Young Master's idea that these servants who had always been loyal and devoted to her had instead been buried …
Fang Xing also realized that something was wrong. He held the wine gourd and squatted in front of the temporary imperial residence for a long time. He couldn't understand why these servants didn't risk their lives when he first captured Magu. Instead, they risked their lives to break into the palace.
After pondering for a long time, he disdainfully spat on the ground and returned to the palace to sleep.
At this time, the alliance of the clans began to display their abilities and concentrated their efforts to find the whereabouts of the Vermillion Bird. They really didn't have any confidence in finding the Vermillion Bird in a short month, but they couldn't afford to gamble. Fang Xing, who had Magu in his hands, held the only hope of entering the depths of the Ultimate. If this little demon insisted on not setting off, they would be at a loss.
Therefore, although they were extremely unwilling, they still sent out a large number of people to search for the Vermillion Bird. At the same time, the old fellows gathered day and night in an attempt to come up with an effective plan. Unfortunately, there was no good plan. Fang Xing hid in the palace all day long and didn't step out of the door. With the crimson dragon guarding the entrance, the cultivators had to shout if they wanted to speak to him. They couldn't even get within thirty zhang of him, let alone conspire against him.
They even thought of using poison, a colorless and tasteless poison made by Granny Yao of the Reverence Moon Clan. On the surface, they would disguise it as medicine and deliver it to Magu. As long as Fang Xing smelled it, he would unknowingly fall unconscious. Unfortunately, that little brat actually saw through the trick of the medicine without batting an eyelid. He directly raised his sword and killed the person they sent to deliver the medicine to Magu …
For a time, the old fellows were helpless. How did this little bastard grow up to be so crafty!
Seven to eight days passed, but there was no news. This was expected and no one was in a hurry. Fang Xing was already aware of this and wasn't in a hurry. Every day, he would talk to Magu, intentionally or unintentionally, like an annoying child, endlessly asking questions. Magu wanted to ignore him, but she was tempted by the Flesh Remodeling and Bone Changing Immortal Painting Pill in his hand. Under this threat, she could only patiently reply to him. Of course, she was also vigilant and never spoke of important matters.
As the days passed, Fang Xing suddenly encountered a strange incident. A golden token suddenly lit up in his storage pouch. This was the identity token he was given when he first entered the Returning Ruins and became a Heaven Resentment Clan's Sinecure Token. Later, he provoked the beast tide and nearly destroyed the Heaven Resentment Clan. He had forgotten to throw away the token and had always kept it in his storage pouch. Now, it was reacting strangely.
Fang Xing knew that the nameplate had the ability to transmit messages. Astonished, he took it out to listen to the Divine Sense.
After listening to it, Fang Xing pondered for a moment. Then, he picked up the jar, rode the crimson dragon, and flew in a certain direction. When he left the palace, four or five divine senses immediately surrounded him and closely watched him. Fang Xing didn't mind. He knew that his every move was being watched and he was long used to it. He swaggered away from the Immortal Ascension Platform and flew to a mountain peak a hundred miles away.
On the mountain peak, there was only a thin figure standing on the highest rock. He was wearing a hood over his head.
Without saying a word, Fang Xing threw out the Immortal-binding Rope to tie him up and carried him back to the palace.
His abrupt action caused several old cultivators who were monitoring him to be filled with suspicion. After a short discussion, the smiling tiger from the alliance of small clans pretended to inadvertently appear on Fang Xing's way back to the temporary imperial residence. Chuckling, Fang Xing asked, "Aha, the weather is pretty good. Where are you going, Fellow Daoist Xing? … Who is the person you're carrying? "
Fang Xing rolled his eyes. "None of your business …"
The smile on the smiling tiger's face froze. He had the urge to pinch this little bastard to death …
Back in the palace, Fang Xing threw the person in sackcloth out. The person rolled on the ground twice and slowly got up. After taking off the hood, a haggard little face was revealed. Her features were clear and her eyes were bright. It was Hen Tianning, the Second Young Mistress of the Heaven Hatred Clan. She was now much thinner than when they first met. The baby fat on her face had disappeared and her big eyes were bloodshot.
"Your father sent me a message to bring you to the Immortal Ascension Platform. He said you had something to say!"
Fang Xing asked lazily.
Hen Tianning was no longer as unruly and unruly as before. Instead, she seemed more gentle and quiet. She stood on the ground and fixed her eyes on Fang Xing. After staring for a long time, Fang Xing was getting impatient. She lowered her head and said softly, "I'm here to send a message on behalf of the Heaven Hatred Clan. The Patriarchs of the clan are all dead. Father wanted to come but was afraid that you would be afraid. If it were someone else, it wouldn't be enough, so I came!"
"They're all dead?"
Fang Xing was slightly taken aback. "Aren't there two old men?"
Hen Tianning lowered her head and said, "The Second Great Elder died the next morning after the Beast Tide. He was crying and laughing when he died. Father said that his Taoist Heart was in a mess and he died of exhaustion. The High Priest didn't die at the time, but he was ambushed and his injuries worsened. Before he died, he discussed with father for a few days and asked me to send you a message. He wants to discuss a condition with you!"
"A condition?"
Fang Xing's eyes flickered and he asked suspiciously, "Is this old man trying to trick me even before he died?"
Hen Tianning raised her head and looked at Fang Xing. "Father asked me to pass a message to you after I see you. The High Priest has always admired you. He didn't stop us when we wanted to take your Crimson Dragon, but he's always been on your side. When we wanted to take your Crimson Dragon, the other Patriarchs wanted to kill you but the High Priest took the initiative to persuade you. If there's anyone in the Heaven Hatred Clan that you can trust, it's the High Priest!"
Fang Xing was silent for a while when he heard this. He then raised his head and asked, "What is the old man trying to say?"
Hen Tianning took out a black iron talisman and handed it over. "It's all in here!"
Fang Xing glanced at it and recognized that it was a magic tool that could store souls. He was slightly startled and then sneered. He thought that if the High Priest wanted to attack his soul, he was looking for the wrong person. His sea of consciousness was protected by the True Samadhi Fire. Even when he was in the Spiritual Movement Realm, he wasn't afraid of Daphne, who was in the Golden Core Realm. Not to mention now that the True Samadhi Fire was complete.
Fang Xing sneered and took it. Just as he was about to read its contents, Hen Tianning suddenly started sobbing. Fang Xing glanced at her, only to see that Hen Tianning's legs suddenly gave way and she knelt on the ground. She said in a low voice, "Can you save us?"
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