After Fang Xing arrived at Mt. Lone Edge, he was indeed treated well. Unlike Mt. Qingqiu's tranquility and Mt. Fusang's precipitous desolation, Mt. Lone Edge was a mountain range filled with cliffs and valleys. The peaks pierced the heavens like sharp swords, while strange pines and vines grew on the cliffs. Deep within the clouds, a few palaces were faintly discernible, mysterious and serene, adding a sense of desolation to the atmosphere.
As soon as he arrived, he was treated as an honored guest, but the maids and guards assigned to him all looked at him strangely.
It was unknown who spread the news of him beating up Little Peng in Mt. Fusang. More than half of the people in Mt. Lone Edge knew that the human cultivator before them was a ruthless character who beat up Mt. Lone Edge's precious treasure like he was beating his own grandson. Yet, he was even invited to Mt. Lone Edge as a guest by the three ancestors, and everyone had to address him as Little Ancestor when they saw him.
Fang Xing was at ease with this. In fact, he had already expected this before he came to the land of the beasts.
His relationship with Daphne could be said to be that of a friend despite the difference in age. To put it simply, their interests were tied together. Fang Xing had extraordinary trust in Daphne, while Daphne had not only reaped enough benefits and opportunities from Fang Xing, but also discovered some extraordinary luck from Fang Xing through their many collaborations. He was certain that as long as the latter did not die, he would definitely achieve great things.
It was also because of this thought that Old Evil King had invested heavily in Fang Xing, and naturally devoted a great deal of effort to him.
Despite being a Demon King, he was willing to lower his status and take the initiative to stay in the Sinkhole to help Fang Xing with his chores. It was evident.
When Fang Xing left the Ultimate, he heard that Fang Xing might come to the land of the beasts to look for the Great Golden Crow, so he told him about his clan's territory and told him that if he encountered any difficulties in the land of the beasts, he could go to Mt. Lone Edge for help. As long as Mt. Lone Edge was still there, he would definitely be treated as an honored guest. He did not mention the specific reason, but it involved some deep entanglement of interests.
And Fang Xing dared to do as he pleased in the land of the beasts because he had such a guarantee.
"Hey, the three pieces of immortal essence that the clan leader mentioned are all here. These are the treasures of Mt. Fu Sang. You must save my cousin. If you lie to us, I'll … I'll … I'll tell everyone about you!"
In a hall built on a high peak, Fang Xing was lying lazily on a jade couch. In front of him was Wu Sang 'er in a golden dress. She was pushing a purple jade box with talisman inscriptions to Fang Xing. The box was already opened, and there were three pieces of immortal essence with restrained fire in it. The biggest one was the size of a walnut, and the other two were smaller, but they were the size of green dates.
"Alright, alright. If you really tell everyone about me, I'm afraid you'll get tired …"
Fang Xing ignored her and happily took out the Immortal Essence to look at. The Immortal Essence was faintly discernible and the Fire Will was abundant. It was indeed not an ordinary item. Now, with these three pieces and the one he stole from the Fox Immortal Maiden's chamber, he already had four pieces of Immortal Essence. It should be able to help him comprehend the Green Fox Ghost Mask for a period of time. If he could completely master that mask, Fang Xing simply could not imagine how great the benefits would be.
"Stop fooling around. Did you tell Mt. Gu Ren about my cousin?"
Wu Sang 'er frowned and urged him on the progress.
She was also a little disgruntled. What kind of friend did her cousin have? Ever since she met him, before she could save him, he dragged her to the boudoir of Mt. Qing Qiu, and then blackmailed her of three pieces of immortal essence from Mt. Fu Sang …
"I've already told him. We're just waiting for news. It's about time …"
Fang Xing said with a smile, and happily put away the three pieces of Immortal Essence.
Normally, when he had nothing better to do, he would spend his time studying the Green Fox Ghost Mask. Now, he had discovered that the green-robed cultivator had used countless magical techniques to block powerful enemies. However, among the countless magical techniques, there were nine magical seals that were the most profound. Fang Xing had a feeling that the reason the mask had been passed down was to comprehend those nine magical seals, and he had already memorized two of them.
He could not understand the meaning of the nine seals yet, but he had a vague feeling that after he memorized three of them, he would be able to understand part of the true meaning of the seals. Eight was the basic number of spells, and three was the basic number of spells. In Fang Xing's opinion, nine was the ultimate evolution of spells, and three was the foundation of spells. Mastering three seals would bring him close to the mysteries of the Ghost Mask.
He even felt that perhaps when he understood the third seal, he would be able to use the power contained in the Green Fox Ghost Mask.
From what he could feel, even a small portion of the power contained in the Green Fox Ghost Mask was extremely powerful!
However, to understand the secrets of the Green Fox Ghost Mask, he would need immortal essence. Previously, Fang Xing had obtained an immortal essence, which had helped him understand the first two seals. However, the further he went, the more immortal essence and time he needed to understand the seals. It was for this reason that Fang Xing had thought of all sorts of ways to obtain immortal essence. Fortunately, he now had four pieces of immortal essence, which would be enough for him for a while.
"Little Ancestor, the clan leader is here …"
Just as Fang Xing was deep in thought, a little demoness who had transformed into a maidservant, Xi Que 'er, timidly came in to report.
"Let him in …"
Fang Xing waved his hand, then threw away the wine jar in his hand and sat up, ready to receive the guest.
Hearing that the clan leader of the roc clan had come in person, Wu Sang 'er was also shocked. She sat up straight, more ladylike than a lady.
"Greetings, Little Ancestor …"
The newcomer was a middle-aged demon cultivator at the Golden Core Mahayana stage. He was thin, had sharp cheeks, and was quite dignified. He was the current clan leader of Lonely Edge Mountain, and also the father of the domineering golden-winged roc. Although Fang Xing had beaten his precious son into a pig's head, he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction when he saw Fang Xing. After all, the three Patriarchs had issued a decree at the same time, and they could not be neglected.
Moreover, although his son was also known as the Little Ancestor of Lone Blade Mountain, he was still quite a bit lower than the Little Ancestor in front of him. No matter what others called his son, he had to call him "Father" when he saw him, but the Little Ancestor in front of him had to call him "Little Ancestor". According to seniority, this Little Ancestor scolding his son was the same as an elder scolding a junior.
Of course, in fact, he wanted to slap his precious son a few times. This time, this matter involved Fang Xing, and the Patriarchs had ordered people to investigate. They knew that their son had been used this time, and they were quite dissatisfied with his behavior.
"Clan leader is here, please sit down. Would you like some wine or tea?"
Fang Xing sat up and greeted him with a smile.
The roc clan leader hurriedly smiled and said, "Little Ancestor, you don't have to be so polite. Do you have any instructions for me to come here?"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "I don't dare to give you instructions. Clan leader, don't call me Little Ancestor, it makes me feel embarrassed!"
The roc clan leader hurriedly said, "Little Ancestor, you are too serious. The three Patriarchs have personally ordered that when you step into the territory of Lonely Edge Mountain, you are to be treated as the grandson of the Evil Ancestor. My seniority is two generations lower than yours, so it is only right for me to call you Little Ancestor …"
"Grandson …"
When Fang Xing heard this, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, thinking that he had been taken advantage of by that bastard Old Heretic. No matter what, he was still a young master no matter where he went. In the past, if that bastard Old Heretic dared to act like a grandfather in front of him, he would definitely pull out a few of his old teeth. But now that he had entered Lonely Edge Mountain, he had become Old Heretic's grandson, and it was hard for him to explain …
"Forget it, forget it. In any case, even the roc clan leader has to call me Little Ancestor. It can be considered a profit!"
Fang Xing comforted himself in his heart and didn't care about this issue. He directly said, "How is that matter going?"
"This matter … I have already ordered people to investigate, and it is not easy to deal with!"
Hearing Fang Xing's question, the roc clan leader was obviously well prepared. He directly answered, "Since the Golden Crow Crown Prince is Little Ancestor's friend, we naturally can't let him be locked up in the Blackpool Prison. After Little Ancestor mentioned it, I wanted to directly take him out to meet Little Ancestor, so I specially asked the elder from Lonely Edge Mountain to think of a way to save him. But I didn't expect that such a simple thing would be so difficult to do. After some investigation, I found out that the source of the resistance is not Elder Tai Shi, nor is it the Blackwood Ridge. Behind them, there is the shadow of another Demonic Bloodline. With this layer of relationship, the matter has become very difficult …"
"The shadow of another Demonic Bloodline?"
Fang Xing was slightly startled and hurriedly asked, "Who is it?"
The roc clan leader said, "We haven't found out yet, but it should be related to the infamous Nine-headed Insect Bloodline …"
"Nine-headed Insect?"
Fang Xing was shocked. He suddenly sat up straight and asked with a frown.
Even Wu Sang 'er, who had been staying at the side without daring to make a sound, exclaimed and then covered her mouth.
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