807: Fang Jixuan wants to turn the tide

Senior Apprentice Sister, you must know that if you face Senior Apprentice Sister Mo alone, your chances of winning are not great, right? Her Purple Firmament Divine Lightning Grand Dao is incredibly powerful and unparalleled in its lethality.

Fang Jixuan said in a deep voice.

“Oh!”

Shu Yue's heart stirred, and she asked curiously, “What do you mean by that, Junior Apprentice Brother?”

“Simple.”

Fang Jixuan said indifferently, “Senior Apprentice Sister, why don't you form an alliance with me? We'll join forces to defeat Senior Apprentice Sister Mo first.”

Shu Yue: “That's a good idea, but I don't think you're a match for Junior Apprentice Sister right now. You can't help me.”

“I can't help Senior Apprentice Sister, but don't forget, Senior Apprentice Sister, this is Myriad Saints Dao Province, the territory of my Fang Family.”

Fang Jixuan stood with his hands behind his back, a smile of certainty on his lips.

This was an overt scheme.

Even if Shu Yue guessed that he wanted to use her to kill someone, Shu Yue would definitely agree.

Only with his help could Shu Yue defeat Mo Ziyun.

Moreover, at present, he posed no threat to Shu Yue. As long as Shu Yue wasn't foolish, she would definitely cooperate with him to eliminate Mo Ziyun first.

Once Shu Yue and Mo Ziyun started fighting, he would be free to defeat the Fang Family's direct descendant.

“Junior Apprentice Brother's plan is indeed good. Compared to you, Junior Apprentice Sister is a greater threat to me.”

Shu Yue pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

“Then what is Senior Apprentice Sister's intention?” Fang Jixuan asked indifferently.

“An alliance with all benefits and no harm, of course I have no reason to refuse,” Shu Yue said with a smile.

“No, that's not enough!”

Fang Jixuan shook his head slightly, a smirk on his lips: “Forming an alliance with Senior Apprentice Sister is a loss for me, so Senior Apprentice Sister needs to provide some treasures to compensate me.”

“…”

Shu Yue looked at the posturing Fang Jixuan, speechless.

He wanted to use her, and he still wanted her to provide treasures. Is this something a human would do?

Forget it, to create a situation where three heroes fight, I'll tolerate him for now.

Shu Yue immediately made all sorts of promises. Anyway, if he wanted treasures, there were none. If he wanted empty promises, she would give him as many as Fang Jixuan desired.

Fang Jixuan talked until his lips were chapped, yet he couldn't trick even a single innate spirit crystal out of Shu Yue, feeling somewhat depressed.

However, he received Shu Yue's promises of various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as the Heaven Heart Grand Dao cultivation method that Shu Yue primarily cultivated, which made Fang Jixuan overjoyed.

“This woman is indeed greedy. To become Master's direct disciple, she'll go to any lengths. What a pity, you will never know that the final winner can only be me.”

“Once I ascend to the position of Divine Son and obtain the Heaven Heart Grand Dao cultivation method, that will be your death day.” Fang Jixuan sneered in his heart.

Even if the two women were favored daughters of heaven, with heaven-defying combat power, what of it?

Were they not still being played in his palm?

Fang Jixuan wanted to use Shu Yue's hand, playing both sides, controlling the general situation, thereby turning the tide, saving the Fang Family, and saving the billions of living beings in Myriad Saints Dao Province.

On the other side.

Mo Ziyun opened her eyes, a flash of lightning passing through her light purple pupils.

Her purple hair fell to her slender waist, and her exquisitely beautiful face was indifferent, like a peerless goddess looking down on the world.

“Divine Maiden Mo, my clan brother Fang Jixuan just broke through to the Saint realm and went to find Divine Maiden Shu Yue. There must be something illicit between them.”

Fang Peng said in a deep voice.

“So?”

Mo Ziyun said expressionlessly.

“So, I suspect they've formed an alliance. How about this, I'll deal with Fang Jixuan, and you deal with Shu Yue?”

Fang Peng actually preferred Mo Ziyun to eliminate Fang Jixuan first.

He didn't have such grand ideals, nor did he know that Fang Jixuan was the fated lord of the Fang Family. Fang Peng only wanted to become a Divine Son and receive the family's resource allocation.

But just now, he received a sound transmission from his grandfather, telling him to sow discord between the two women.

“A decisive battle with Shu Yue is not urgent. If Fang Jixuan dares to provoke me, if I don't curb his arrogance, he'll think I'm made of mud.”

Mo Ziyun said coldly.

“No!”

Fang Peng decisively refused, staring at Mo Ziyun and saying in a deep voice, “This is a struggle within my Fang Family. Isn't it inappropriate for an outsider like you to interfere?”

“He is my Junior Apprentice Brother. What's inappropriate about it?” Mo Ziyun scoffed.

She didn't even need to ask to know that Fang Peng must have received a sound transmission from the old ghost of the Fang Family, wanting her to fight Shu Yue so he could quickly end the so-called Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir battle.

It was utterly ridiculous.

The Fang Family still harbored unrealistic fantasies to this day.

“Divine Maiden Mo, you are the helper I invited. If you don't obey my orders, then please leave. My Fang Family does not welcome you.”

Fang Peng's aura erupted, like a divine demon looking down on Mo Ziyun.

“Helper? Hahaha, what kind of thing is your Fang Family? And what kind of thing are you, Fang Peng?”

Mo Ziyun laughed heartily, her purple hair flying, and killing intent flashing in her purple eyes.

“Since you can't even be a good dog, then go die.”

With that, Mo Ziyun unleashed a spear, engulfing it with countless Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, shattering everything in the cave abode.

Fang Peng was greatly alarmed, feeling a fatal crisis. Without thinking, he immediately summoned a defensive magic treasure, a large bell.

With a bang, the long spear blasted open the large bell, its power undiminished as it struck towards Fang Peng.

At such close range, Fang Peng had nowhere to hide and could only brace himself to take the spear head-on.

He held a long sword and unleashed his ultimate divine ability.

It was just that his Grand Dao was inherently inferior to Mo Ziyun's, and he only had an early-stage Seventh-Order cultivation, while Mo Ziyun was at the mid-stage Seventh-Order.

Her foundation was stronger than his, her cultivation was higher than his, and her magic treasures were not as good as Mo Ziyun's entangled Dao Artifact.

Coupled with the unparalleled lethality of the Purple Firmament Divine Lightning, he was naturally crushed without any surprise.

The Sixth-Order Dao Artifact on Fang Peng's body was as fragile as paper under a Ninth-Order Dao Artifact.

He was pierced straight through by a single spear, and the violent Purple Firmament Divine Lightning poured out, tearing Fang Peng into pieces.

Rumble!

The Purple Firmament Divine Lightning raged for billions of miles, pulverizing everything.

Fang Peng probably never dreamed that the Saint battle he fantasized about would end as soon as it began.

This was completely different from what he had imagined.

In his fantasy, even if he couldn't win, he would fight until heaven and earth collapsed, only to narrowly lose in the end.

After all, he was a peerless prodigy.

“Young Master!!!”

The Fang Family's Saints immediately had their eyes turn bloodshot, their killing intent raging across the nine heavens.

“Peng'er…” A furious roar from the Fang Family's ancestral land shattered the boundless star river.

Fang Zhixing crossed time and space, his eyes filled with murderous intent: “Mo Ziyun, do you truly think I wouldn't dare to kill you?”

“Oh?”

“Then tell me, do you dare?”

Mo Ziyun smiled coldly, showing no fear in her eyes when facing a Saint at the Ninth-Order Perfected Realm.

Fang Zhixing really wanted to strike and kill Mo Ziyun, but he truly didn't dare.

After all, this was Gu Qing's disciple, a core successor of the Star God Sect.

Killing Mo Ziyun would mean going to war with the Star God Sect and provoking Gu Qing's authority.

Even if he were a Celestial, he would be hard-pressed to escape death.

The Fang Family would also have to pay a price for it.

The consequences were too great for him to bear.

“Mo Ziyun, my grandson had no grievances with you, why did you lay a poisonous hand on him?”

Fang Zhixing roared, his hair standing on end.

Not daring to kill openly didn't mean not daring to kill secretly.

This vendetta must be repaid with blood.

His Fang Family was most protective of its own; no one could kill a Fang Family successor and get away with it unscathed.

“Kill this old ghost for me.”

Mo Ziyun couldn't be bothered to argue with a dead man, she said coldly.

After waiting for so long, Fang Jixuan finally broke through to the Saint realm. It was time to end this farce.

She didn't believe that if she killed the old ghost of the Fang Family and then crippled Fang Jixuan, Fang Xiu still wouldn't appear.

As soon as her voice fell, Scarlet Luo Princess unhesitatingly brought down a hand chop, and Fang Zhixing instantly turned to dust.

There was a vast difference between Celestials and Saints, allowing for absolute crushing. Not to mention, Scarlet Luo Princess was a Celestial at the Twelfth-Order Perfected Realm who had achieved Dao through killing.

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