As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

A beam of black light flew out from the soul-eating flag, and in an instant, a woman wearing a plain white dress appeared in front of Fang Han. This woman was Zhang Qingxue, who had just broken through the thirteenth level of Qi refining.

"Slave, Zhang Qingxue pays homage to the master!"

Zhang Qingxue bowed respectfully to Fang Han, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, and Fang Han nodded with satisfaction.

"what!"

"I didn't expect that your spiritual intelligence would become so much higher after you broke through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining."

At this time, Zhang Qingxue's eyes were lively, completely different from the dull and puppet-like appearance before. Fang Han was a little curious about this but didn't think much about it. After all, the higher Zhang Qingxue's intelligence, the better for him.

In a pavilion in the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fang Han was sitting leisurely on a chair, sipping a cup of spiritual tea in his hand.

Behind him, Shangguan Yun was massaging his shoulders with his slender hands, while Shangguan Yanlan was kneeling in front of Fang Han and tapping his calves.

"Sir, my father wants you to move into the palace."

Shangguan Yun asked tentatively to Fang Han, who was enjoying tea leisurely.

"No, the environment here is quite good!"

Fang Han couldn't tell at that time that Shangguan Muyu wanted him to move into the palace because he wanted to have more contact with him so that he could sit on the dragon throne safely.

"Okay, sir, I will go and reply to you now."

Shangguan Yun was a little disappointed when she heard Fang Han's refusal. After all, she was also a member of the Shangguan family. Shangguan Yun also wanted to do her best for her family without touching Fang Han's interests.

"Come here, go to the palace and report to my father that Master Fang doesn't want to live in the palace and ask him not to send anyone to disturb Master Fang again."

Shangguan Yun gave unquestionable instructions to the guards in the mansion.

"Wait a minute, let Shangguan Mu Yu come to see me here!"

When the guard was about to leave, Fang Han suddenly spoke calmly.

After hearing this, the guard bowed respectfully to Fang Han, then slowly exited with his head lowered. When he was out of sight of Fang Han, he raised his head and walked out of the Prime Minister's Mansion with his chest held high.

Fang Han raised the corner of his mouth. He planned to ask Shangguan Mu Yu, the puppet emperor, to search for children with five spiritual roots throughout the Yan Kingdom for him to devour the spiritual roots.

"In this way, even if I can transform the five spiritual roots of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth into heavenly spiritual roots, that's not too far off."

"When I break through the foundation building stage, I can directly attack some casual cultivators within the Yin Demon Sect's sphere of influence."

"Based on the fact that [-]% of the monks in this world of cultivation have five spiritual roots, even if I use a pile of human heads, my spiritual roots can be piled into five-system heavenly spiritual roots."

Fang Han threw the teacup in his hand, and with a whooshing sound, he directly penetrated the body of a koi carp in the pool below the pavilion. He closed the five fingers of his palm into a fist and murmured sinisterly in his mouth.

If other monks knew Fang Han's thoughts, they would be extremely frightened. Fang Han's behavior was more cruel than some demons.

After burning the incense, a young man in his thirties wearing a yellow dragon robe and sweating profusely ran into the Prime Minister's Mansion. This man was Shangguan Mu Yu who had ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor.

Shangguan Mu Yu got off the dragon chariot and without waiting for the palace maids and eunuchs behind him, he rushed directly to the pavilion where Fang Han was. He knew that he relied on Fang Han for his throne.

Without Fang Han's support, he would probably be eaten up by the rebellious ministers in a matter of minutes.

"Hoohoo!"

"Shang... Shangguan Mu Yu, pay homage to Master Fang!"

At this time, Shangguan Mu Yu's breathing was as rapid as a broken bellows. He ran to Fang Han and knelt down with a bang, speaking indistinctly.

"Yes, Shangguan Mu Yu, you came very quickly!"

Fang Han glanced at Shangguan Yanlan, who was beating his legs for him. Shangguan Yanlan understood, stood up, walked to the table, picked up the teapot, poured out a cup of spiritual tea and handed it to Shangguan Muyu, who seemed to be about to die.

Shangguan Muyu took the spiritual tea handed over by Shangguan Yanlan and drank it all in one gulp. The moment he took the spiritual tea, Shangguan Muyu's breathing became steady and the sweat on his body evaporated and disappeared.

"Thank you, Master Fang for giving me the fairy tea!"

Shangguan Mu Yu stood up and bowed to Fang Han, but his eyes occasionally glanced at the teapot on the table.

"This time, I asked you to come and ask you to help me with something."

Fang Han said calmly to Shangguan Mu Yu, who was still secretly staring at the teapot.

"Master Fang Xian, just ask, don't say one thing, even ten thousand things, I, Shangguan Mu Yu, will help you handle it."

When Shangguan Mu Yu heard that Fang Han asked him to help with things, he was immediately very happy and agreed directly without thinking about it.

"Take it, here are one hundred immortal talismans and one cultivation method."

"Go to the entire Qin Kingdom and help me find people who can make the immortal talisman shine with five rays of light. After you find it, let these people practice the exercises and formulas on this piece of paper."

"When they enter the first level of the formula, bring them here to see me. If you handle this matter to my satisfaction, you will definitely benefit."

Fang Han saw a dozen yellow talisman papers and a yellow book page appearing out of thin air in his hand, and he reached out and handed them to Shangguan Mu Yu in front of him.

Shangguan Mu Yu reached out and took the talisman paper and yellow book pages from Fang Han's hand, and then looked at the yellow book pages with burning eyes.

"Don't daydream. If you don't have spiritual roots, don't even think about practicing immortality."

Fang Han saw Shangguan Mu Yu's thoughts, and spoke mercilessly to interrupt his pitiful fantasy. Fang Han waved directly at him. Upon seeing this, Shangguan Mu Yu gave Han a fist salute and then left.

Fang Han looked deeply at Shangguan Mu Yu's departing back, then stood up and left.

"There are still five years until the Qixia Secret Realm opens. I don't know if I can get a share of the secret realm."

Fang Han sat cross-legged in Huang Xuanju's room, with a sharp cold light coming from his deep eyes.

"You still have to hurry up and improve your cultivation. After all, you need to be strong to make iron. Hongyu and Zhang Qingxue are still foreign objects after all."

Fang Han closed his eyes, and the five magic transforming magics in his body were running silently. He held a medium-grade spiritual stone in each hand, absorbing the spiritual power in it.

"Lan'er, we sisters must also work hard to practice, so that we can keep up with the master's footsteps, otherwise we will be abandoned by the master sooner or later."

In the room next to Fang Han, Shangguan Yun stared at where Fang Han was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

As if he could pass through the wall, he spoke seriously to Shangguan Yanlan, who was wearing a blue dress in front of him.

"Ok!"

Shangguan Yanlan hummed softly, and then she and Shangguan Yun both entered a state of cultivation. After the three of them entered seclusion, the entire courtyard became extremely quiet.

Only every few days, the maid delivers meals to the door of Sister Shangguan Yun's room.

ps: Dear readers, Xiaoyu NO.12 is about to start school, so the updates are relatively unstable these days, please forgive me! (●‘?‘●)