Fang Yun first massacred the Qingjiang Trading Company, then executed Hua Qingniang in front of everyone.
Everyone was silent.
Such a ruthless method had not been heard of for many years. It could only be seen when the countries were at odds with each other.
"You …" Zong Ganyu was so angry that his face turned green. He did not expect that Fang Yun would turn a deaf ear to his warning. He completely disregarded him as the head of the Zong family.
Qing Jun's eyes flashed with madness. Hua Qingniang's words before her death had already left him speechless. Now that Hua Qingniang was dead, even if he had a thousand methods, he would not be able to clear his name.
Qing Jun came to Jingguo to meet his old lovers, but they were all killed by Fang Yun.
Qing Jun's gaze swept past the hundreds of corpses and landed on the brothel girls. He gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked.
The Gyeongo officials and the Zong and Lei family members felt their bodies turn cold. Only now did they realize that Fang Xusheng in front of them was not a pedantic Confucian disciple, but a maniac who once slaughtered the human traffickers in Ning An County. He was called the Demon King by the Demon Realm. Some people even gave him the nickname "Old Demon Fang".
Yi Zhishi looked at Fang Yun. His eyes seemed to be changing, but no one knew what he was thinking.
Hua Qingniang danced and shouted, "Good kill! Good kill! Only then can Xusheng's thunderous might be shown! "
The clumsy scholar Tian Song Shi's lips curled into a smile, and he nodded lightly.
Kang Ha-chuan sighed. Once the killing started, Fang Yun's Literary Name would definitely be affected.
Li Fanming and the other good friends of Fang Yun had their eyes wide open. These young geniuses were dumbfounded. They didn't expect Fang Yun to be so decisive.
This was the human race's grandest literary gathering. More than half of the human race's scholars were gathered here, and this place was being watched by all the saints!
The autumn wind blew past Hua Qingniang's body. Her long dress swayed gently, and her white embroidered shoes fell off her feet and fell to the ground. It was like a lonely grave.
At this moment, it was as if winter had arrived. Countless people shrunk their necks and shivered.
Not even the power of the Holy Temple could dispel the chill in their hearts.
Fang Yun slowly turned his head and his gaze fell on Ge Yiming's face.
The two of them looked at each other.
Ge Yiming felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. He took three steps back and his expression changed several times. Finally, he gathered his courage and shouted, "What are you looking at? Do you dare to kill me? I am Ge Baiwan's nephew. I am a Jinshi of the human race. I am Gyeongo's Goodwill Dianke! If you kill me, Qing and Jing will definitely go to war! If you kill me, the Notre-Dame will not let you off! If you kill me, you will become the enemy of all the scholars in the world! Scholars have a death-exemption card! "
After hearing Ge Yiming's last sentence, many scholars suddenly felt sad. Ever since the first great battle of the Two World Mountain, very few people dared to kill scholars in the Saint Origin World, especially Jinshi. However, Fang Yun had already killed Ji Zhibai.
The King of Qing held the imperial jade seal and glared at Fang Yun. He said, "Fang Yun, you little brat. If you dare to kill the Goodwill Dianke of Gyeongo, Gyeongo will break the tacit agreement between all the countries after the first great battle of the Two World Mountain. We will declare war on Jingguo with the power of the entire country and declare you as the enemy of Gyeongo. We will not rest until you are dead! Any scholar who can kill you outside of the Saint Origin World will be directly crowned as the King of Gyeongo. It will be hereditary! "
Zong Ganyu squinted her eyes and looked at Fang Yun. She slowly said, "Old Man announces that today, I will take Ge Yiming as my adopted son. I will also give Yiming's youngest son to my son, Wu Jing!"
Countless people were shocked. Even some of the great scholars looked at Zong Ganyu in disbelief.
Ge Yiming looked at Zong Ganyu in surprise. He lifted his robe and knelt down in front of Zong Ganyu. He said loudly, "Father, please accept a bow from your son!" Ge Yiming kowtowed three times.
Ge Baiwan had been in the business world for decades. He had experienced many hardships and was very shrewd. However, at this moment, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
What the Ge family was most afraid of was not anything else. Now that Ge Yiming had become the adopted son of the Zong family, one of his sons would be adopted by the Zong family. That child would change his surname to Zong in the future. From then on, he would be a true member of the Zong family. He would be no different from a normal member of the Zong family.
With this relationship, the Ge family's power would increase greatly. No one would want to take over the Ge family's property. This solved the problem that Ge Baiwan was most worried about.
Ge Yiming was now Zong Ganyu's adopted son. From a "legal" point of view, he was not a member of the Zong family. However, from a "logical" point of view, he would be treated as a member of the Zong family.
"Rise, child." Zong Ganyu revealed a kind smile.
The other members of the Zong family all sighed and accepted this reality.
This time, the Zong and Lei families had joined forces with Gyeongo and lost everything. If even Ge Yiming died, it would no longer be a matter of victory or defeat. It would greatly weaken the prestige of the Zong family, the Lei family, and the Qing Emperor.
The Zong family could lose, but the vanguard against Fang Yun, Ge Yiming, could not die.
If even Ge Yiming died, who would dare to be a pawn for the Zong family, the Lei family, and the Qing Emperor?
Zong Ganyu was buying horse bones with a thousand taels of gold.
Ge Yiming let out a long sigh of relief. A faint smile appeared on his face again. He then looked fearlessly at Fang Yun.
"Fang Xusheng, why don't you and I stop here?" Ge Yiming was calm and at ease. A victorious smile appeared on his face.
The scholars of Xiangzhou hated and envied Ge Yiming. At the same time, they had to admit that Ge Yiming was too shrewd.
Previously, Ge Yiming constantly provoked Fang Yun. In reality, he was staking everything on this one throw. Because his talent was limited, and his family background was limited. If he did not receive the full support of the Zong and Lei families, he would only be able to enter the Hanlin Academy.
Now, Ge Yiming had become Zong Ganyu's adopted son. When he saw Zong Sheng, he could even call him grandfather. His status skyrocketed, and there was no need for him to fight with someone like Fang Yun. Therefore, he immediately changed his attitude.
The Zong family was also willing to see Ge Yiming like this. Now, as long as Ge Yiming was alive, the Zong family would not be completely defeated.
"If we stop here, what are the people who are being exploited by the Qingjiang Company? What are the Jingguo scholars who are being bullied by you? What are the Jingguo people who are being betrayed by you? What are the people who are being slandered by you and want to get rid of me? You deserve to die! "
After Fang Yun finished speaking, a golden light flashed.
"Stop!"
Zong Ganyu roared. A bright moon appeared behind his head. It was cold and bright, and its silver light filled the world.
His body exploded with energy. Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi surged, and a powerful Mandate of Heaven overflowed. A bright light shone from his mouth, and a powerful ancient sword flew out. Wherever it passed, the wind and rain would blow.
At the same time, an indescribable power rose from his body. It was suppressing in all directions and was independent of the world.
However, before Zong Ganyu's power could be released, the power of the Sage Temple descended, dispersing Zong Ganyu's power and sealing his literary courage.
Many people tried to stop Fang Yun, but like Zong Ganyu, they were all suppressed by the Sage Temple.
"You can't …"
A golden light flashed, and Ge Yiming's head flew backward. Blood spurted out from his severed neck, and a sizzling sound could be heard.
Ge Yiming's head rolled a few times. His eyes were wide open, and they were staring at Hua Qingniang's embroidered shoes.
Fang Yun withdrew the True Dragon Sword and calmly looked down at the millions of guests.
He was like the ruler of a country, looking down on his subjects.
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