The Dragon God picked up the two cups of wine left behind by the Dragon Lady and passed one to Fang Xing. He held the other cup in his hand and looked at Fang Xing with a faint smile. Fang Xing, who was already so thick-skinned, blushed and his heart was pounding. He almost wanted to run away. Then, he raised his cup and clinked it with Fang Xing. He smiled and said, "Speaking of which, the way you address me as Old Mount Tai is quite pleasing to the ears!"
Fang Xing grinned and said, "That's right, we are a family!"
The Dragon God glanced at him and sneered, "Don't try to get close to me. I might not agree to this marriage!"
"As if you would marry your daughter to someone else..."
Fang Xing was not afraid of him at all and muttered disdainfully.
The Dragon God's ears were sharp and he heard everything clearly. He sneered and said, "My daughter is as beautiful as a flower and jade. How many can you find in this world? Furthermore, although this daughter has inherited my intelligence and unparalleled talent, her temperament is not like mine. She's loyal and strict … To put it bluntly, she's a little silly and honest. This kind of temperament is the best at managing the family. If she really wanted to marry outside, which sect wouldn't fight for her? Do you think I have to rush to marry a little bastard like you? Hmph, are you that handsome? "
Fang Xing opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer. Instead, he chuckled.
The Dragon God looked at him strangely and suddenly thought of something. His face changed and he pulled Fang Xing up. His eyes fell on Fang Xing's face like swords and he said in horror, "You brat... Did you really do that to my daughter?"
Fang Xing was also startled. He subconsciously wanted to escape, but with the Dragon King in his hand, he couldn't escape with his cultivation. He could only look away and grin, "Don't blame me. To be precise, it's your daughter who did that to me …"
Boom!
The Dragon Monarch's expression changed. It was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing. His expression was extremely odd.
Fang Xing's heart was in his throat, thinking that this old bastard wouldn't fly into a rage out of humiliation and slap me to death, right?
Fortunately, the Dragon God did not kill anyone. After a long while, he sighed softly and threw Fang Xing down. He covered his forehead and sighed, "How sad! To think that I, Ao Yingtian, have been a wise and elegant man my whole life. Whether it's the daughter of a humble family or the daughter of a respectable family, the fairies of Daoism or the Demon Abyss Bodhisattva, I've conquered countless people. Who would have thought that in my old age, I would actually be deceived by a little bastard like you … "
As he sighed, he looked at Fang Xing sadly. "Could this be the legendary retribution?"
Fang Xing squatted on the ground and chuckled. He thought to himself that he was going to have a wife!
It took Long God a long time to suppress his anger. Suddenly, he looked solemnly at Fang Xing and said, "Can I discuss something with you?"
Fang Xing hurriedly smiled and said, "We are a family. Just tell me, Old Mount Tai. I'll go through the water and the fire …"
The Dragon God interrupted him and said, "My sea race will establish a dao in the Divine Continent. Are you willing to join my sea race orthodoxy and become a Son of God?"
"Become a Son of God?"
Fang Xing was stunned. Although he had not been in the Divine Continent for long, he was clear about the weight of a Son of God. It was equivalent to the prodigies and direct disciples of the various sects in the Nan Zhan, but the weight was even heavier. Because in the Divine Continent, under the restrictions of the Nine Heavens Union, a Son of God represented a orthodoxy and could be said to be the master of a region. His power was not lower than the sect master of the orthodoxy.
How could such an important thing be said so simply?
Sea race Son of God. Excluding the Dragon Palace of the Cang Lan Sea, there were still the four royal families. There were so many prodigies. Why was it his turn?
The shocked Fang Xing only answered after a long time, "What benefits do I get?"
"Pfft!" The Dragon God spat out the wine in his mouth.
When he made this request, he really thought that Fang Xing would immediately kneel down and thank him, be deeply grateful, or pretend to be reserved and extremely excited. However, he didn't expect that the first thing this little bastard asked him was what benefits he could get.
What benefits do you want?
Becoming a Son of God of the sea race orthodoxy is a great benefit!
What benefits could be greater than this?
As if sensing the murderous intent in the Dragon God's eyes, Fang Xingcai rolled his eyes and explained, "We are family, so don't trick me. How can it be so easy to be a God's Son? There are a bunch of people waiting to take care of you. Besides, I don't believe that you can't find a suitable God's Son in the four seas. You actually came to ask me, there must be something fishy …"
At this point, he seemed to have thought of something and said seriously, "Besides, I will not marry into your family!"
The Dragon God was stunned. "You have a family?"
"Yes!"
Fang Xing seemed to have thought of the past and sighed. "No one has taken care of the village for many years..."
The Dragon God was stunned. "You want my daughter to live in the village?"
Fang Xing nodded seriously and said, "Yes, the wife of the village leader!"
"I'll let you be a fake wife! I'll let you be a fake wife... "
The Dragon God could not take it anymore and slapped his face.
Fang Xing was so scared that he ran away faster than a rabbit. With a swoosh, he was 200 feet away.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't hit me..."
Fang Xing shouted from afar. He was still holding the wine cup in his hand and did not spill it.
The Dragon God was so angry that he laughed. He waved his hand and called Fang Xing back. He smiled bitterly and said, "You are quite astute. Forget it, with this old man's status, I can't be calculative with you. If you want benefits, fine, I'll give you a wife. Is that a big benefit?"
"You call this not calculative?"
Fang Xing looked at the Dragon God in disdain. "My wife is mine!"
The Dragon God's eyebrows twitched again. Fang Xing quickly shut his mouth and listened obediently.
The Dragon God pressed his forehead and sighed after a while. "What benefits do you want?"
Fang Xing's eyes began to shine, but when he saw that the Dragon King's expression was not right, he quickly restrained himself and said, "Actually, I'm not greedy. After all, we're family. But you know, it's very tiring to support a family. I … uh, I'm a man with a family now, so it's impossible not to be careful. Old Mount Tai, although you're one of us, but …"
The Dragon God was speechless. He said faintly, "Just say it if you don't want to be beaten!"
Fang Xing was speechless. "... Help me take care of the Nimble Sect people outside!"
This time, it was the Dragon God's turn to be speechless. After a while, he shook his head and said, "That is your fault. Take care of it yourself!"
Fang Xing pondered for a while and probed, "What magical equipment does the Dragon Palace have? Give me at least seven or eight of them?"
The Dragon God glared at him again. This time, Fang Xing did not hide. It seemed that he was determined to get the magical equipment. The Dragon God sighed and said, "I could give you a few as dowry in the past. But now, it is a little difficult. The treasure pavilion of the Dragon Palace is no longer in my hands. It is difficult to open it. What I can get from the four seas' royal families is not good either..."
Fang Xing looked at the Dragon God and said with pity, "You even let others take away your treasure pavilion?"
The Dragon God looked at him and said, "Yes!"
Fang Xing said, "As expected of Mount Tai, how generous!"
The Dragon God laughed and said proudly, "You mortals, how would you know how happy I am? Haha, now that the path to immortality has been cut off, a person's life is limited to a few thousand years. How boring would it be to be like those old things and wait for the calamity in seclusion? I will not do that. If I want to live, I will live a carefree life for a few lifetimes. I will play with what I like. Only when I am tired of it will I be satisfied. I have many hobbies, but my favorite is beauties. To be able to have the most beautiful woman in the Demon Race for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, a mere treasure pavilion is nothing to me. If you want it, feel free to take my fate. Don't stand on ceremony! "
Fang Xing was fascinated by the Dragon God's words. "Yes, a man should have many wives and concubines to live a happy life!"
The Dragon God patted Fang Xing's shoulder and said with a smile, "You have some wisdom to say that!"
Fang Xing laughed, "Of course..."
The two looked at each other and laughed. But as they laughed, they suddenly felt that they could not laugh anymore.
The Dragon God frowned and said, "Something is not right..."
Fang Xing swallowed his saliva. He also felt that something was not right, but he did not dare to say it out loud.
At this time, Leng Youyou said, "Father-in-law and son-in-law are laughing while talking about women. Something is not right!"
The one who spoke was the Great Golden Crow, who was carrying his child not far away. He also wanted to join in the fun and see if the Dragon God could take out some treasures. However, he did not dare to get close because of the Dragon God's reputation. It was only when he heard the topic of conversation between the father and son that he could not help but interrupt. However, he immediately felt four murderous gazes and quickly shrunk his head.
The Dragon God coughed and said, "Let's get back to the original topic. I really can't help you deal with your opponent now, and I can't be bothered to care about this. I don't have any treasures that I can use. At most, I can only teach you a few skills!"
"Skills?"
Fang Xing was slightly stunned when he heard this. He then pouted and said, "I have plenty of them, and I can't finish them now!"
The Dragon God became serious and sneered, "Do you think you are already very powerful?"
Fang Xing looked up at him and whispered, "Hehe, compared to you, I am still far behind!"
The Dragon God naturally understood what this kid was implying. He sneered and continued to attack him, "Why do you have to compare yourself to me? Even if you are in the same generation, you are not necessarily unbeatable. Just now, when I said that I would give you the position of the Son of God, I was actually flattering you. With your current ability, you are still not enough to become the Son of God of the Sea Clan. Let's not talk about competing with those kids who have been nurtured by the ancient traditions in the Central Region of China, even in the Northern Region of China, Song Guichan, the Taoist of the Pure Yang Sect, is not necessarily weaker than you..."
When Fang Xing heard this, he blinked his eyes and did not say anything for a long time.
At the side, the Great Golden Crow interrupted, "The little bandit can't be that weak, right? He has even passed on Uncle Genbo's killing skills to him!"
When the Dragon God heard this, he sneered and said, "In the past, the skills that were powerful enough to defeat powerful enemies may not be invincible in your era. Sigh, your foundation is really good now. In the past, if only cultivation was used to determine success or failure, with a few decades of seclusion and some necessary guidance and resources, you might be able to become a rare cultivator who can form his Nascent Soul at the age of 100. That would be enough to look down on your generation, but now... hehe, it's actually useless. So what if you become Yuanying? If you can't withstand the tribulation, it's useless! "
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