Just now, I went to the Elf Clan with the King of Slaughter.
When Fang Xin came back to his senses, he realized that what he had consumed was his own mental energy.
Even with seven Divine Springs, it couldn't sustain such a drain.
At this moment, all seven Divine Springs were emptied and dried up.
Fang Xin felt his body had been hollowed out.
Standing in front of the sink, his body was trembling.
His two legs shook like noodles.
Fang Xin's hand was still supporting the mirror.
It was only then that he noticed the Fang Xin in the mirror was also pale and gasping for breath.
The King of Slaughter in the mirror had disappeared.
At this moment, the Fang Xin in the mirror was himself.
After washing his face, Fang Xin leaned against the wall and walked out of the bathroom.
As soon as he exited the bathroom, Wang Lao Ji knocked on the door.
“Xiao Xin, are you asleep yet?”
“Not yet, what’s up?”
Wang Lao Ji continued, “Is it convenient for me to come in? I forgot to put the spirit-nurturing incense in your room! This stuff is for your cultivation; it can double the efficiency of anything you do!”
Hearing this, Fang Xin took a breath, leaned against the wall, walked to the door, and opened it.
Wang Lao Ji handed over an exquisite small incense burner.
When Wang Lao Ji saw Fang Xin’s slightly pale face and trembling legs, he immediately gave a smile that all men understood, his eyebrows comically wiggling up and down, “Young man, exercise some restraint! Don’t set off too many fireworks late at night. If you really want to set off fireworks, talk more with that Little Girl named Yanzhi, cultivate your feelings. That Little Girl likes you, and it won’t be long before you two are holding hands, kissing, and then naturally, you’ll be together!”
Fang Xin said irritably, “I was cultivating!”
“Understood!”
Wang Lao Ji, that improper Lao Wangba, leaned closer, looked left and right, then whispered to Fang Xin, “Give me your website, kid!”
“What website?”
“We’re all adults! Don’t pretend! I mean those critical websites!”
Fang Xin looked at Wang Lao Ji with a half-smile, “Alright, I’ll send it to you later!”
Wang Lao Ji wiggled his eyebrows at Fang Xin again, “What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you?”
“No need!”
“Remember to send it to me!”
After closing the door, Fang Xin lay back on the bed, lit the spirit-nurturing incense, and his body and mind indeed relaxed a lot.
His phone vibrated; it was a message from Wang Lao Ji.
“URL!”
Fang Xin glanced at the impatient Wang Lao Ji. This old Turtle had been cooking here for decades, and there were no female Turtles of the same type to interact with him, so it was normal for him to feel lonely occasionally. He immediately sent a message back.
(Censor, be good, let’s not cause trouble, *chu mi*!)
Fang Xin put down his phone with a smile, showing concern for the physical and mental health of the elderly.
A few seconds later, he received Wang Lao Ji’s warm and friendly praise.
Fang Xin recalled everything he saw tonight. With the King of Slaughter’s guidance tonight, he had a glimpse of the Land of Eternal Night and also visited the Elf Clan.
It must be said that the people of the Elf Clan were indeed good-looking. Whether old or young, they were all very attractive, and some Elves were even incomparably beautiful.
The Elf King named Jieming could leave the Ninth Floor after he woke up. But having reached the Ninth Floor, he had also received many blessings from the Elf King, which would greatly nourish and help him in all aspects in the future.
Moreover, the King of Slaughter had planted a seed within his body, allowing him to descend upon him anytime, anywhere, though the duration entirely depended on the abundance of mental energy in Fang Xin’s Divine Spring.
Fang Xin exhaled, took out a few pieces of god and demon marrow, devoured all the energy within them, nourishing the seven Divine Springs. He picked up his phone again and found that Yanzhi had sent him messages during the time he went to the bathroom and encountered the King of Slaughter. Much time had passed since then, and Yanzhi had also said goodnight a few minutes ago. Fang Xin replied to her message and then went to sleep.
Early the next morning, as Fang Xin was eating breakfast, he saw Wang Lao Ji staring at him with a resentful look, presumably moved by Fang Xin’s actions last night.
Ling Hanmo and Ling Xiaoxiao, the grandfather and granddaughter, had returned last night.
As Old Master Ye was eating, his exclusive zhilian device next to him vibrated.
Fang Xin looked over and noticed that Old Master Ye’s zhilian device was very different from his own. Old Master Ye’s zhilian device was black and gold, with nine lifelike dragon patterns on it.
In addition, it looked much heavier than Fang Xin’s zhilian device.
Old Master Ye lightly tapped on the zhilian device.
A projection appeared in the void.
Lu Dingjia was seen sitting at a table, eating. When he saw the call connected, Lu Dingjia went straight to the point, “Old Ye, it’s not good for both sides to keep dragging this on. When I was chatting with those grandsons from the Church yesterday, they got agitated by Bai Mao Zai and let slip that the Church still has a great weapon in their hands.
Can you discuss with that old fellow from the Church and ask them to send more people and bring out the great weapon? We can launch a big counterattack directly and push the Eternal Night Army back into the Land of Eternal Night. Otherwise, this is just too torturous day after day!”
Old Master Ye’s eating manner was very elegant, without any pretense or affectation, only calm composure. After hearing what Lu Dingjia said, Old Master Ye tore off a piece of fried dough stick, put it in his mouth, and slowly chewed, “Are you sure the Church has a great weapon?”
“Definitely. Bai Mao Zai used a taunting trick, and when Lu Bian was cursing, he got emotional and let it slip!”
After a moment of silence, Old Master Ye said, “It won’t do to go looking for it rashly! You know what the Church is like! Even if I go, that one might not bring out the great weapon. After all, a great weapon that can quickly end this war of attrition must come at a great cost for each use, so we have to let them bring it out themselves!”
Lu Dingjia smiled upon hearing this, “Then you mean?”
Old Master Ye took a sip of porridge, slowly put down the bowl, “Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. Sometimes, the person steering the boat cannot guide the course; the water decides! When the waves are raging, even the best captain will fear the boat capsizing!”
After hearing this, Lu Dingjia’s eyes lit up, and he showed a smile, “I know what to do! With Bai Mao Zai, that master of stirring up trouble, the defenders of these cities along the border will definitely know in a short time that the Church has a great weapon but won’t use it, insisting on using everyone’s lives to block the beast tide of the Eternal Night Army. This will cause public outrage, and if a mutiny occurs, with a dozen border cities defecting simultaneously, haha, I don’t believe the Church won’t be afraid!”
Old Master Ye merely smiled without speaking, continuing to eat his food.
Lu Dingjia impatiently hung up the phone and went to carry out what he had just discussed.
After eating, Fang Xin lit the spirit-nurturing incense, just about to start cultivating.
A message from Bai Mao Zai, Zhuge Heng, came through.