"What if my wife doesn't want to talk to me?"
Somewhere in the Tianyi Palace, in a beautifully decorated cave residence, Fang Xing sat on a jade table with his legs crossed. He held an iron pipa in his arms and plucked it lazily. At the same time, he asked the Great Golden Crow, who was lying on the side and playing with the little thing sitting on its belly, the same question he had asked countless times in the past few days. Now, three days had passed since the battle at the Mirror Lake. After the Dragon King showed up, Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow's status in the Tianyi Palace had also risen. They had moved from the small building by the lake to the cave residence with abundant Spiritual Qi.
"Great Golden Lord, I'll teach you to go to her small building and sing a song for her. Is it effective?"
The Great Golden Crow asked curiously, his eyes flashing with a cunning light.
After the Dragon King showed up, he also lived in a cave residence near the Mirror Lake. From time to time, several important figures from the Northern Territory of the Divine Land would come to visit and discuss in detail. It seemed that they were discussing the establishment of the Sea Tribe in the Divine Land. Meanwhile, the Dragon Lady still lived alone in the Mirror Lake. Fang Xing thought it was a good opportunity to communicate with her, so he went to visit her several times. However, the Dragon Lady refused to see him. If it were before, Fang Xing would have broken in directly. But now that his father-in-law was living not far away, he dared not act rashly. He could only try to find a way to let the Dragon Lady show up. However, after trying all kinds of methods, he still couldn't see her. The Great Golden Crow, the cunning bird, came up with an idea!
Hearing this, Fang Xing turned around and rolled his eyes at the Great Golden Crow. "I really doubt whether your idea is effective or not!"
The Great Golden Crow said, "Of course it's effective. When I was ten years old, I tried to do this to the pheasant spirit on the mountain!"
Fang Xing asked, "Then what happened?"
The Great Golden Crow said, "Then I tricked it into stewing it in the pot …"
Fang Xing was speechless. After a long while, he sighed and said, "I also think that your method is good. Actually, my Ninth Uncle taught me that reciting poems, making couplets, playing the zither, and singing are the best ways to seduce women. But I've tried a few times in the past two days, and it's useless. The first time I played, she ignored me. The second time I played for more than an hour, and that old dragon rushed out to beat me up …"
After saying that, he felt a lingering fear in his heart. "Luckily, I ran fast!"
The Great Golden Crow was speechless. "What did you sing?"
Fang Xing picked up the iron pipa and sang a few lines to him, "There's a toad in the lake. Little girls in the building, quickly open the door. Follow me back to the stronghold. We'll have four fat babies in three years …"
The Great Golden Crow raised its wings and pressed its head. It sighed and said, "If I were you, I would also come out to beat you …"
Fang Xing was angry. He picked up the iron pipa and hit it on the head. "It's all because of your stupid idea!"
The Great Golden Crow was startled and hurriedly raised the little thing as a shield. However, the little thing was so scared that it started crying. Peony, a female disciple of the Tianyi Palace who was milking a lioness outside the cave residence, was so scared that she rushed over and grabbed the little thing. She coaxed it gently and rolled her eyes at the two guys at the same time. In the face of Peony's motherly instincts, the two guys could only smile awkwardly. Things were different now. In front of this woman, they had completely lost their arrogance.
"By the way, Mr. Fang, Fairy Ye came again today. Are you really not going to meet her?"
Peony stared at Fang Xing. She seemed to have thought of something and asked softly.
"She came to get the child back?"
Fang Xing turned his head to look at her and asked in a low voice.
Peony shook her head and said, "That's not it. When Fairy Ye came last time, she already told me that this child only has three or four years to live if he follows her. Moreover, he often suffers from sudden illnesses that can't be cured by ordinary medicines. Expensive panaceas and precious medicines are needed to prolong his life. She also knows that she can't take care of him. She has already said that it's better for you to take care of this child than to follow her. Although she also wants to come and see, she has no intention of asking for the child back. She probably came for something else. This time, there are more people …"
Fang Xing looked thoughtful and asked softly, "How many people came this time?"
Peony said, "Seven or eight. Judging from their clothes, they are from different sects. Their accent is the same as yours!"
Fang Xing nodded and said, "Tell her that she doesn't need to come in the future. I've already done what I can!"
Peony was startled and answered in a low voice, "Yes!"
"Mr. Fang, bad news …"
At this moment, a cry of alarm rang out. Miss Ziyuan, who was staggering, flew over on an ancient sword.
This sword was bestowed to her by Fang Xing. She had just received it and couldn't wield it well.
"Apart from my wife ignoring me, Mr. Fang is doing well …"
Fang Xing lazily glanced over and saw that Miss Ziyuan was sweating profusely.
"No … it's not like that. The people from the Dexterous Sect have come again. This time, it's the Peak Lord of Mystical Beauty Peak!"
Miss Ziyuan said anxiously.
"The Peak Lord of Mystical Beauty Peak?"
Fang Xing's eyes flashed and he fell silent.
Now that he had the tiger-skin coat of the "Yuan family" and the ambiguous father-in-law, the Dragon Monarch, keeping watch, the group of Divine Prefecture cultivators had become much more well-behaved. He had returned his talismans, mystic artifacts, and ferocious beasts. The Yun family, whose juniors and Daoists he had injured and even crippled, didn't come looking for trouble. Only two or three people from the Dexterous Sect had come. First, he had killed the son of a Peak Lord, and second, he had snatched back the ferocious beast, Soaring Serpent. What was more serious was that the Dexterous Sect's most treasured bronze gate was still in his hands, and he wanted it back.
"What's that guy's cultivation?"
Fang Xing's eyes flashed and he asked.
Ziyuan was slightly startled and said in a low voice, "I can't see through his cultivation, but it's said that he's very powerful. To be able to become a Peak Lord of Dexterous Sect, he must not be weak. Even some of the Yuanying elders treat him as their peers!"
"Is that so? Then it won't be easy to kill him …"
Fang Xing muttered. He didn't have a proper reason to kill him, so it wouldn't be easy to kill him. It would be best to find a time when there was no one around to ambush him. Thinking of this, he was too lazy to move. He waved his hand and said, "Tell him that Master Fang is taking care of the child and has no time to see him!"
Ziyuan was stunned and speechless, but she could only go back and report.
"What? This guy is bullying our Dexterous Sect too much! "
"He killed our disciple, snatched our beast, and snatched our sect's treasure, but he doesn't even want to see him?"
"That guy is too much. Even if he's really a descendant of that family in the Central Region, he shouldn't look down on our Dexterous Sect!"
"Let's drag him out and take back our sect's treasure!"
In the main hall of the Tianyi Palace, a group of old men from the Nimble Qiao Sect flew into a rage after hearing Ziyuan's answer. Some of them even threw the tea in their hands to the ground. They were so angry that they wished they could kill that little devil immediately.
Elder Zhong Yi, who was in charge of reception, smiled bitterly and stood up to persuade them, "My friends, please don't be angry. You must know that the Dragon King is having a discussion with the Palace Master and the Patriarchs of the Three Northern Dao in Tianyi Palace. It won't look good to disturb them. Moreover, the Palace Master has personally ordered that the Grand Formation in Tianyi Palace has been activated. Even if you want to force your way in, you won't be able to!"
An elder of the Spiritual Skill Sect shouted, "Brother Zhong Yi, you and I are old acquaintances. Please help me capture that little demon!"
Elder Zhong Yi smiled bitterly and said, "That child is now a distinguished guest of Tianyi Palace. The Palace Master has personally ordered him to live in the cave residence in the back mountain. How can an ordinary person receive such treatment? I don't dare to use force on him. Moreover … "At this point, the old man smiled bitterly and said in a self-deprecating manner," I can't defeat him with my skills! "
The Elders of the Dexterous Sect were speechless. One of them said, "Are we just going to let him hide from us?"
Elder Zhong Yi smiled bitterly and said, "When he leaves the Palace, you can ask him. Tianyi Palace won't interfere!"
The Elder of the Dexterous Sect was stunned and hurriedly asked, "When will he leave?"
Elder Zhong Yi said, "I don't know …"
"That's too much. If he hides from us forever, will we abandon our sect's treasure?"
"If he leaves secretly, who will we look for?"
"Drag him out …"
The group of old men from the Nimble Technique Sect immediately began to clamor again, creating a mess. However, at this moment, a handsome man in his thirties, dressed in a loose robe with large sleeves, expressionless eyes, took out a bronze lamp from his sleeve. The flame on the lamp was as small as a bean and appeared to be very weak. He lightly coughed, and the hall immediately became silent.
All the Elders of the Dexterous Sect looked at him with strange expressions.
"He will come out to meet us. He will also return our sect's treasure and the strange beast that originally belonged to our Dexterous Sect!"
The young man said indifferently. He gently touched the bronze lamp with a pair of white and slender fingers. Then, he slowly pulled out a wisp of light. The bronze lamp suddenly flickered and the bean-like flame of the lamp became even weaker.
"Oh, Master Fang, what's wrong with this child?"
At this moment, outside Fang Xing's abode, Lady Peony, who was holding the little thing and feeding the goldfish by the water's edge, suddenly let out a startled cry. She stumbled into the abode and almost fell. Fang Xing, who had appeared outside the abode in a flash, caught her. Then, Fang Xing looked at the little thing in her arms with a solemn expression. Suddenly, he discovered that the little thing that had been sleeping soundly had suddenly opened its eyes and weakly cried twice. Then, its little face gradually turned gray and it fell back into a deep sleep. Even its breathing had weakened.
"What happened?"
The Great Golden Crow also rushed over. When he saw the little thing's appearance, he was immediately shocked.
Fang Xing's face was expressionless. He closed his eyes slightly. After a breath, a demonic shadow with three heads and six arms appeared behind him. In the middle of the demonic shadow's forehead, a vertical eye opened. It looked at the little thing, and then at the front of the Tianyi Palace.
"What a cruel father …"
After Fang Xing saw it, his eyes suddenly flashed with killing intent. He directly took out the black giant sword.
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