The Hundred Break Mountains had already been occupied by Fang Xing alone. What was left was only the corner of the formation projection land. It was not worth fighting over. Moreover, the distribution of the fortune in the Hundred Break Mountains no longer required the Divine Princes and Daoists to fight for it. It had become a game between the orthodoxies of the Divine Prefecture and the important figures of the ancient clans of the Pure Land. The Divine Princes and Daoists had almost nothing to do with it. Now, those who continued to stay in the Demonic Abyss were mostly the forces of the various clans who had been ordered by their clans to keep watch around the Hundred Break Mountains …
To put it simply, the situation of intense fighting was no longer there. All that was left was a boring wait.
It just so happened that the fortune in the Mysterious Coffin could descend at any time, but no one could be sure when it would happen …
Perhaps only the Sages were qualified to predict when the fortune in the Mysterious Coffin would descend. However, all the Sages had disappeared, and no one knew where they had gone!
As a result, the boring wait made Fang Xing a little impatient.
For the first few days, he could still drink, visit friends, and have fun. However, after a few days, he lost interest.
Most importantly, after chatting with Fairy Green Spirit once, he could not help but have a thought rise in his heart. On the tip of his brows, there was a shadow that he could not get rid of. Subconsciously, an idea that was so big that there was no end to it gradually took form …
After whispering with the Great Golden Crow for a few days, he made a decision. Then, one night, the two of them slipped away.
They didn't even say a word to Chu Ci, Li Hongyi, and the others. They left the Demonic Abyss without saying a word and headed to the Divine Prefecture with their arms around each other's shoulders. When Chu Ci and the others realized that they had already left the temporary imperial residence, they had already walked for god knows how many miles. Only a few crooked words were left on the green stone floor of the temporary imperial residence, "Returning to the Yuan family in the Divine Prefecture to visit relatives …"
However, General Red Embellishment and the black-robed woman sent by the Pure Land had discovered that they had returned to the Divine Prefecture. The two of them did not avoid these people. For them, these people did not usually exist. However, whenever they were in danger, as long as they needed them, they would shout loudly. Then, these two people would naturally help them settle the matter. This really made Fang Xing feel like he was a big shot.
The General Red Embellishment and the black-robed woman immediately informed the Old Monsters of the Divine Prefecture and the Pure Land that Fang Xing had left the Devil Abyss for the Divine Prefecture. Although the Old Monsters were a little frightened by Fang Xing's wanderings, they still decided to follow him after some hesitation. Firstly, the Contract of the Devil Abyss clearly stated that no one was allowed to restrain Fang Xing. In other words, Fang Xing was still free even though he was valued by both sides. Secondly, he had the Life Lamp of the North Deep of the Pure Land.
Of course, Fang Xing never tried to get rid of the black-robed woman's surveillance. This was also the reason why the North Deep Tribe was not worried.
As for whether the Pure Land had other backup plans to ensure Fang Xing's safety, it was not something that Fang Xing could see through.
The return of the Divine Son had a great impact on the Yuan family of the Central Region!
Regarding this Divine Son, all the forces in the Yuan family were extremely astonished!
If they recognized him, they felt that it was just a farce. After the Creation Realm, they still didn't know how to deal with him!
If they didn't recognize him, he was personally confirmed by the Ancestor. They even signed the contract and made the thunder oath. He was even more formal than Young Master Fusu!
However, no matter what, they still acted as if they were welcoming the return of the Divine Son. Countless maids and guards set up a high platform tens of thousands of miles away from the territory of the Yuan family of the Central Region. The Yuan family was led by elders of different realms, ranging from the Foundation Establishment Realm to the Yuanying Realm. They welcomed the Divine Son of the Yuan family, Fang Xing, who had returned from the Demonic Abyss with a grand ancient ceremony.
The territory of the Yuan family was located in the Tiangang Mountain area of the Central Region of the Divine Land. It covered a hundred thousand miles, and there were many caves refined by the ancestors of the Yuan family. There were no less than a million people, and there were countless servants and followers. It could be said that one clan was one country. In the Dafeng Dynasty, where the Yuan family was located, the monarch himself was a servant of the Yuan family. He carried out the decree on behalf of the Yuan family, led the people of the country, and exploited the resources in the region.
There had always been a rumor that the Divine Land monopolized seventy percent of the world's luck. This was not just a rumor.
In fact, in terms of cultivation resources, the Divine Land had always been unique. It was not like the Nan Zhan, where most of the areas were inhabited by mortals, and the spiritual veins were scarce. It was also not like the Demon Land, where most of the areas were eroded by the Sunset Desert and became desolate. It was not like the Pure Land, where there were barren mountains and unruly rivers everywhere, and resources were extremely scarce. The Divine Land could be said to be extremely rich. Its resources were almost more than those of the other states combined. Moreover, the advantage of the spiritual veins was simply indescribable. With the gathering of Spiritual Qi, the regeneration of spiritual stones and divine mines far exceeded that of the other states!
It was also because of this that the Yuan family's rich resources were increasingly reflected. Just take the Da Feng Dynasty under their rule for example. Perhaps the resources of each of the thirteen counties in the country were stronger than those of the Nan Zhan and the Chu region. This kind of geographical advantage was really enviable …
Returning to the Yuan family according to the ancient etiquette, the journey was slowed down. It took them more than a month to reach the Da Feng Dynasty. Although this speed was a torture for the impatient Great Golden Crow and Fang Xing, they had never enjoyed such a grand reception before. It was fresh, so they endured it. After a few days, they actually enjoyed it. One by one, they even put on airs …
After staying in the Da Feng Dynasty for three days, they officially tidied up their tents and went to the Yuan family's territory. A Yuanying realm elder of the Yuan family was already waiting in front of the palace of the Yuan family's territory. After welcoming Fang Xing, he used the Sangharama Leaf to clean the dust on his body. Then, he invited him into the clan's territory and specially assigned a palace for him. In the evening, he set up a grand banquet and invited all the members of the Yuan family to come and meet him.
However, there was something wrong with the seemingly grand ceremony. The sly Great Golden Crow soon discovered the signs. He said to Fang Xing in a low voice, "Little bandit, the Yuan family is very reluctant to welcome you, the Divine Son. The elders and members of the Yuan family, regardless of their realms, are all collateral descendants. None of them showed up. Moreover, it seems that there is nothing wrong with these etiquettes, but the people who carried them out are all small fries. They look gorgeous on the surface, but in fact, they are extremely deceptive. Do they really think that we are ignorant?"
"If they really take it seriously, it will not be easy to handle …"
Fang Xing sneered, "They are announcing to the world that they recognize me as the Divine Son so that I can be at ease. But it would be strange if they don't have any temper in their hearts. But this is good. They only give me face, and that's all I want …"
"He is the son of the Ninth Brother?"
While the banquet was going on, there was a violet robed man standing with his hands behind his back on a large mountain behind the group of palaces. His eyes were deep like an abyss and contained divine might. He was precisely the Patriarch of the Yuan Clan, Yuan Lingxiao. He shot his gaze towards Fang Xing who was happily eating and drinking with that damned crow in the hall from afar, and he carefully observed Fang Xing for a long time before a trace of a cold smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and his expression seemed to be filled with disdain.
"That's him. It seems that he is very satisfied with the honor given to him by the family. He even took it for real …"
Beside Yuan Lingxiao, a man in a white robe and a tall hat said with a cold expression, carefully serving him.
"Haha, he is the real Divine Son now!"
Yuan Lingxiao sneered, then flicked his sleeves and left. "Give him some benefits, but keep an eye on him. Don't let him cause trouble!"
"Yes, yes …"
The man in the white robe and the tall hat hurriedly agreed. After Yuan Lingxiao had gone far away, he flicked his sleeves and walked down the mountain to the palace. He was still thinking that according to the leader, he should just treat it as sending off a beggar and give him some benefits. He just needs to behave and not cause trouble …
But soon, the Yuan family's chief steward could not cry even if he wanted to …
Soon, he arrived at the palace and bowed to Fang Xing according to the ancient etiquette. Then, he introduced himself as the chief steward of the Yuan family. He was specially ordered by the leader to accompany the Divine Son and serve him carefully. If the Divine Son needed anything, he could just ask him. Halfway through these polite words, the little beggar stood up with a greasy pig leg in his hand. He stepped on the table and shouted.
"So you are Chief Steward Wen. Then hurry up and get me an expert ranked in the top 100 …"
"Erm, I don't know what Young Lord wants …"
Chief Steward Wen was stunned for a moment, but he still asked respectfully.
Fang Xing answered straightforwardly, "I'm going to smash a Taoist hall. It's the one on the Bluestone Mountain beside the Li River …"
Chief Steward Wen was shocked. He thought that this Divine Son really didn't treat him as an outsider. However, he smiled bitterly. "This … Young Lord, you're talking about the Bluestone Sect. They have always been respectful to our Yuan family. Why do you want to smash them?"
Fang Xing pointed at the Great Golden Crow who was lying on the ground and pouring wine into its mouth. He said, "I just heard from my brother that when he came to China to help me find elixirs to recover my cultivation, this bastard sect not only didn't help, but also chased after him …"
"Yes! All I did was take a stroll around their herb garden, stroll around the Scripture Cave, stroll around the lake behind the mountain where their female disciples bathe, and this bastard sect sent more than a hundred cultivators to chase me for a hundred thousand li. They're really despicable, I want to smash them! "
The Great Golden Crow became spirited when he heard this, and said with a serious expression.
Chief Steward Wen was already speechless. After a while, he smiled bitterly and advised, "Young Lord, our Yuan family has always been kind to others and cherished our family's reputation. We've never been known to bully the weak. I think this matter … it's better for you to be more cautious …"
Fang Xing's face immediately turned cold. "I'm the Divine Son. You won't even give me these few people?"
"This …"
Chief Steward Wen was suddenly speechless. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"Where's the Elder Ancestor? I'll call him out and ask him if he'll give it to me …"
Fang Xing took out a jade talisman. It was given to him by Old Immortal Yuan himself, and he was about to activate it immediately.
"No … there's no need to disturb the Elder Ancestor's meditation for such a small matter. These people … I'll give it to you right away …"
In the time it took for Chief Steward Wen to speak, cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead. He only thought that this Divine Son had just returned and was personally appointed by the Elder Ancestor. Moreover, this matter was related to the great creation plan of the Hundred Break Mountain. He should satisfy him this time, so as to not disturb the Elder Ancestor …
Of course, he never thought that this was just the beginning!
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