Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

A few days later, messages continued to be sent out from Lixiao. Xun Xiyin learned through the monks from the Spirit-Slaying Division of all parties that the situation in various places had gradually stabilized.

"Fang Jianshou, within about half a month, the situation will be basically under control."

Xun Xiyin looked at Fang Chen: "I have asked Central Continent to send some more manpower. Even if there are Blood Spirit Cult monks who don't give up, they won't be able to cause any trouble."

"In that case, it's time for me to leave. I'll ask the fourth princess to take care of the things here... so that they don't relapse."

Fang Chen cupped his hands.

"This is my duty."

Xun Xiyin nodded gently and his eyes fell on Emperor Li Xiao. Seeing this, Emperor Li Xiao immediately stepped forward and said respectfully:

"Please give me your instructions, Fourth Princess."

"From now on, you will be the only one in charge of the Lixiao Kingdom. I don't want to see something like this happen again. Otherwise, the Yu family will be wiped out. Do you know that?"

Xun Xiyin looked indifferent.

"I understand."

Emperor Li Xiao nodded solemnly.

Outside the hall, Zhao Jiaolong and others saw Fang Chen walking out and immediately stepped forward to greet him.

"Is there anything else you can do?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

Not only did Zhao Jiaolong and the others not leave, Han Linqiu and the others also never left.

"Junior Brother Fang, can we take the body of King Ji Immortal back?"

Zhao Jiaolong looked solemn.

"I will send it back myself."

Fang Chen said.

Zhao Jiaolong and the other two men immediately heaved a sigh of relief. They were relieved that King Ji Xian's body could be found.

Regardless of whether he was a Blood Spirit Cult monk or not, as the former Mr. Huangyuan, they would feel uneasy if he ended up with his body exposed in the wilderness.

"Where are you four?"

Fang Chen looked at Han Linqiu and the others.

"Senior Brother Fang, you want to go back to Central Continent too, right? We've specially waited to go with you, what do you think?"

Wang Yi cupped his fists and said.

"Walk with me? Why?"

Fang Chen frowned.

"us……"

Han Linqiu hesitated to speak.

When Han Xiuxian saw this, he just felt a little strange. His brother had always been valued by their father, and he had developed a temperament. He rarely hesitated to speak like this.

"Actually, before I came to Li Xiao, I heard that a major disaster occurred somewhere. Now it seems... the so-called major disaster may be related to the Blood Spirit Sect. Is Senior Brother Fang interested in going there?"

Su Lingzhu cupped his fists and said.

Han Xiuxian's expression changed slightly, and he finally understood why Han Linqiu hesitated to speak. He said solemnly:

"Brother, my father once told me not to get involved with the Blood Spirit Sect..."

"Originally...we were indeed not very interested in this, but this time we saw what the Blood Spirit Sect did. This is the realm of Central Continent, and there is no room for such evil spirits to fuel their arrogance."

Han Linqiu said thoughtfully.

"The Blood Spirit Cult made me lose face this time, and I want to give them a good look."

Xu Peng sneered.

Wang Yi said calmly: "They should never reach out to my sword cultivator. If they continue to pretend not to see it, I am not worthy to continue holding the sword."

"Fang Jianshou, you can take the four of them with you. Since they want to get involved in this matter, let them go."

Xun Xiyin walked out of the hall and his eyes fell on the four of them: "You are the descendants of my Shinto religion. Don't lose the face of my Shinto religion. Once you have made a decision, don't regret it."

"Please rest assured, Shenji."

The four of them clasped their fists together and saluted.

They suddenly made up their minds this time. In addition to almost dying at the hands of the Blood Spirit Cult, they also had a close relationship with Xun Xiyin.

This goddess was born into a royal family and has surpassed ninety-nine percent of the monks. She is still a Shinto goddess. Even if she does nothing, she will still be at the top in this life.

But she still did so much, which made the four of them realize something over the past few days.

Perhaps cultivating immortality is not necessarily about seeking immortality.

"Okay, you can come with me."

Fang Chen smiled and nodded.

The four people immediately breathed a sigh of relief. They were also afraid of being rejected by Fang Chen, which would not only lose face, but might also cause their hard-earned determination to disappear.

"Joining the Soul-Slaying Division...it's not a easy road to take."

An old voice sounded beside everyone.

Zhao Jiaolong and others were slightly startled. When they saw the person coming, they hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted, their eyes full of horror:

"Meet the Master."

That dean of the desolate courtyard?

Han Linqiu and the others were startled and saluted quickly.

Xun Xiyin's expression changed, and she walked quickly to Mr. Xun and said respectfully:

"Ancestor."

"No need to be too polite. I think in a few years, you juniors will have to make the decisions in this world."

Mr. Xun smiled and waved his hands, his eyes suddenly looking not far away.

Over there are Shilong and Ci Niangniang, and the body of King Ji Xian is at their feet.

Mr. Xun walked over there and grabbed the body of King Ji Xian in front of the two of them. Without communicating, he turned back to Fang Chen.

"Mr. Xun, the matter of King Ji Xian..."

"I already know that he took the wrong path and deserved this disaster. I just hope that after his death... for my sake, don't humiliate him."

Mr. Xun smiled and then disappeared from everyone's eyes. Also disappearing with him were Zhao Jiaolong, Hua Miaoqing, and Han Xiuxian.

"It seems that the ancestor doesn't want Huangyuan to continue to get involved in the Blood Spirit Religion, but he doesn't stop you either."

Xun Xiyin said softly.

"That's enough."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

What Mr. Xun said before shows that he also has some understanding of the underworld.

"Fourth Princess, please take your leave first."

Fang Chen crossed his fists.

"etc."

Xun Xiyin's expression changed, and he asked seemingly casually: "Have you ever met your ancestor Fang Tingyuan."

"Never..."

Fang Chen shook his head with a strange expression.

He now has some doubts about Fang Tingyuan's identity, and he wonders if this and the old man are the same person.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Xun Xiyin's eyes, but she concealed it well, then smiled and waved her hand:

"I won't give it to you."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Han Linqiu and others felt that the scene in front of them suddenly changed. When they reacted, they were already standing on a dragon's head.

It's just that this dragon head looks like a skeleton, without any flesh and blood.

"hiss--"

The four of them took a breath of cold air. As a demon cultivator, Xu Peng was even more sensitive to the scent of the dragon head. His legs couldn't help trembling. A chill swept over his Dantian, and he almost peed on the spot.

After Fang Chen asked the four people about the location, he asked Taiyin Dragon King to take them to pick up Shengfo and the others, and then made an appointment to meet at a certain place.

"Fang, Senior Brother Fang, it is..."

Xu Peng looked at his feet in fear.

"Senior of your demon clan."

Fang Chen smiled and said: "Everyone, go ahead and we will meet up later."

Before Xu Peng and others could speak again, the Taiyin Dragon King had already disappeared into the sky with them.

For the sake of safety, True Lord Panshan also followed him. After all, no one could guarantee whether the patriarch who took action some time ago was still secretly watching.

"You two, come with me to the little underworld."

Fang Chen looked at Shi Long and Empress Ci.

The wandering souls of King Ji Xian and others needed to be taken to the Little Underworld to be settled in person, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to go to Shangjing in the Little Underworld again.

It’s time to stir up this pool of muddy water and see what’s hidden underneath.