It was better to be a friend than a servant!
Young Master Fusu's hateful words shocked Zhu Xiu, and no one spoke for a long time. If the Great Golden Crow flirted with Young Master Fusu's maid in public, Zhu Xiu could vaguely feel the endless killing intent in Young Master Fusu's heart, then Young Master Fusu's ruthless words made Zhu Xiu look forward to Fang Xing's reaction. Although all the children from big families knew that Young Master Fusu's words were true, no one would say the truth!
Big families had a large population and many branches, so it was impossible for everyone to be a master. Basically, after three generations, the status was similar to that of a servant. Even the children of the collateral family were inferior to some powerful servants in the family. They also had to fight for the family in exchange for their own status and resources. This was also the reason why some children of the collateral family ridiculed themselves as upper-class servants.
As for Fang Xing, since he had not returned home for a long time, he wanted to return to the family. No matter how nice it sounded, his status was actually equal to that of the collateral family. Young Master Fusu said that he was an upper-class servant, which meant that even if he returned to the family, he would not be able to enter the main branch!
As for Fusu's action, it was also understandable.
He gave the three mountains to the Barren Mountain. First, it could eliminate a big crisis in the Shenzhou. In the future, when he met the Sages, they would probably praise him for knowing the big picture. Second, this action, without any effort, helped the family to win a big alliance that could last for thousands of years. Third, the Yuan family occupied too much territory, which had already been faintly hated by others. Even some other aristocratic orthodoxies that were equal to the Yuan family began to feel indignant. Fusu gave away the three mountains to eliminate this crisis.
As for giving the territory to Fang Xing, that was another matter!
No one felt that a mere Fang Xing would be more useful than an entire faction like the Great Desolate Mountain!
Moreover, as the leader of the younger generation of the Yuan family, if Fusu were to lower his head to Fang Xing, it would be extremely disgraceful …
But understanding was one thing, but when the words were spoken, a good show was about to begin!
Zhu Xiu's eyes lit up and they held their breaths, waiting to see what the little devil would do!
He had only been accepted by the Yuan family for a few days, and now he had to shed all pretense of cordiality?
Even the Great Golden Crow, Li Ying, Han Ying, Little Peng King, and Kong Kong 'er, who were extremely daring, couldn't help but let out murderous intent from their eyes. They were ready to fight. Based on their understanding of Fang Xing, it would be strange if he could endure this. They were ready to help.
However, to their surprise, Fang Xing didn't fly into a rage. Instead, he was as calm as usual.
"I'd rather be a neighbor than a servant. In other words, in the Yuan family, I'm just a servant, right?"
He looked at Prince Fu Su indifferently without any change in his expression.
When Young Master Fusu heard this, he only glanced at him indifferently, snorted, and didn't answer.
Fang Xing chuckled, then glanced at the cultivators from the other clans, raised his voice, and said, "And you guys, you know that I'm the one with the most military merits. I took over the dangerous land of the Taiyin River, and I even caused a huge ruckus in the Demon Province. I helped you restrain a large number of troops. I don't know how much effort I've saved, and how many lives I've saved. In the end, you're not even willing to give me a single mountain?"
"You're bringing up the past again …"
Zhu Xiu laughed in his heart, but no one answered. The atmosphere was heavy and awkward.
"Hehe, let's make a deal. I don't want those ten mountains. How about you give me five?"
As if feeling a little awkward, Fang Xing scratched his head helplessly and said with a chuckle.
Fusu looked at him coldly and frowned slightly, as if he felt that it was a little absurd. However, he didn't say anything.
Instead, Hong Que 'er, who was beside Fusu, laughed coldly and scolded in a low voice, "Dream on!"
Zhu Xiu didn't say anything either. Their expressions were as cold and indifferent as the mountains …
Fang Xing sighed helplessly and said, "Then how about three?"
Zhu Xiu looked at each other, feeling that they were being ridiculed and disdainful, but no one said anything.
Fang Xing, on the other hand, seemed to be helpless. He wiped his face and sighed, "Fine, fine, fine. I'll give in one more time. I only want one mountain! One mountain is enough. It'll give my brothers a place to camp and they'll be able to obtain some opportunities. Based on my military achievements, I don't think that's too much, right? "
For him to say such a thing, Zhu Xiu felt that it was both unexpected and absurd.
Wasn't this devil always arrogant and domineering in the legends?
Why was it that he no longer had the fierce and domineering appearance of the legends and instead looked pitiful like a kowtowing bug?
Was he abandoning his dignity to beg Zhu Xiu to give him a mountain?
Could it be that the power of Young Master Fusu from the Yuan family had frightened this little devil?
The more Zhu Xiu thought about it, the more likely it seemed. After all, this devil had caused trouble everywhere and provoked countless enemies. Returning to the Yuan family was truly a good way for him to avoid calamity. However, he had believed that the Yuan family would value his military achievements and reputation and give him more tolerance. He hadn't expected that Young Master Fusu's words would tear apart this false pretense, making him feel that he was not valued and weakening his momentum!
"Brother Fang Xing, if you really need it, my clan has four more mountains. I'm willing to give you one!"
General Red Embellishment believed that Fang Xing was truly at his wit's end. He sighed and opened his mouth to speak.
These words left even Zhu Xiu stunned. General Zhao Yatong was too generous, wasn't she?
Their Zhao family was not like the Yuan family. They had fourteen mountains, but they only had four. Was he willing to give up one?
Wasn't he afraid of the clan's punishment?
However, when Fang Xing heard this, he simply turned his head and glanced at him, saying, "You're giving it to me personally?"
General Red Embellishment was startled and nodded. "That's right!"
Fang Xing smiled and said, "Thank you for your kind intentions, but I don't want the mountain for now!"
After saying this, he looked at Zhu Xiu and Young Master Fusu and raised his voice. "Are you really not going to give me a single mountain?"
At that moment, all the cultivators could no longer guess what Fang Xing was thinking. Some of them even wondered if he had gone mad. The General Red Embellishment had clearly been willing to give him a mountaintop. Why was he still being so long-winded? Moreover, he looked extremely resentful, but he still wore a smile on his face. He was brimming with murderous intent, yet he was pretending to be as calm as still water. This made others feel even more uncertain.
"We are discussing important matters. Why should we allow this madman to disturb us? Let's chase him out!"
Gu Shi, the Divine Son of the Great Desolate Mountain, coldly shouted as he loudly proposed.
"This madman has been causing trouble for a while. It's time for him to leave!"
Fairy Mochou of Fuyao Palace said with a frown. She looked displeased.
"Little Brother Jiu, let's go!"
Even Chu Ci came up to grab Fang Xing's arm and tried to persuade him in a low voice. She felt sorry for Fang Xing when she saw him like this.
"Little Ancestor, why are you talking so much nonsense with them? If they don't want to return it, then beat them until they return it!"
Little Peng King couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his golden spear and shouted loudly.
"Yes, kill them!"
Li Ying also shouted at the side, adding fuel to the fire.
Even Han Ying, Wang Qiong, and the other seniors revealed their fighting intent and were ready to take action.
However, the Great Golden Crow was rolling his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Little Peng King, Kong Kong 'er, why are you fooling around with this madman? Come back quickly!"
In the corner of the hall, someone suddenly shouted. It was the Fox Fairy who had inherited the Primeval Path in the Demon Land. She shouted coldly.
"Bitch, it's none of your business. Shut up!"
Little Peng King's expression was ferocious. He glared at the Fox Fairy with boundless anger.
"You …"
Even the Fox Fairy did not expect Little Peng King to speak to her like this. She was stunned and couldn't react.
After a while, her cheeks flushed with anger and she shouted, "Do whatever you want. If you don't come back now, the opportunities that we are fighting for will not belong to Mount Gu Ren, Mount Fu Sang, Great Sage Mountain, and Mount Wu Ying. You will regret it!"
Hearing this, Mount Wu Ying's Rat Daozi rolled his eyes. After a while, he sighed softly and did not say anything.
"Since you are not willing to give it to me, I will …"
Fang Xing's gaze swept across everyone, and then he spoke with a low chuckle, his voice slow …
"This guy is going to fight?"
With a loud bang, countless cultivators jumped up. With Mount Wu Ying as the leader, they were filled with killing intent. After all, this hall was a gathering of top experts. It could almost represent the strength of the juniors of the entire Divine Land. Now that they had increased their auras at the same time, it was simply terrifying. It was as unfathomable as a vast ocean. Even Yuanying would kneel if he came here.
At this moment, the Great Golden Crow and the others naturally increased their auras, but they were clearly much weaker.
Even though they had all obtained opportunities, they were still far from being able to fight the entire Divine Land head-on …
If they really wanted to fight, half of the people in the hall could easily suppress them!
After all, how extraordinary was the foundation of the Divine Land?
However, just as the cultivators' auras were about to reach their peak, Fang Xing continued, "… Then I'll be leaving!"
After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the hall without looking back.
He only muttered in a low voice, "Damn it, he won't even give me a single mountain …"
Zhu Xiu, who was in the hall, was stunned. His expression was extremely strange!
The little devil actually left?
Was this still the ferocious little devil?
He actually left just like that?
After all, Fang Xing's reputation was too great. Seeing him give up so easily, the cultivators couldn't believe it.
"Hehe, what devil? He's just like a dog, running away in fear …"
After a long time, the Divine Child Gu Shi of the Great Barren Mountain let out a cold laugh among the cultivators in the hall.
"Not bad. Hearing about him is not as good as meeting him in person. It seems that this little devil's reputation is also just a rumor …"
"Doesn't he know what kind of occasion this is? Even if he's a real devil, he has to admit defeat!"
In the discussion, Little Peng King and the others were extremely aggrieved. Especially when they saw Fox Fairy Fairy and the others gloating, they were even angrier. However, the situation was like this. Even Fang Xing had admitted defeat, so they couldn't challenge Fang Xing on their own. They could only step out of the hall step by step gloomily. They felt uncomfortable as if there was a mountain pressing on their chests. They couldn't wait to roar at the sky!
At this moment, Fang Xing was still muttering expressionlessly, "Damn it, he won't even give me a single mountain …"
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