"Don't follow me for this," Fang Lie sneered: "If you hadn't shown some kindness today, you wouldn't have thought of entering my door. Even if you see me, even if you kneel down and die in front of me, I wouldn't have missed you."

"Oh, I said Fang Lie, how could I offend you? I made you hate me so much?" Mo Wanfang said angrily.

"Do you still have the face to say?" Fang Lie sneered: "Is it not for you guys to throw me, a Qihai Realm monk, to Wanxing Island?"

"This" Mo Wanfang immediately felt a little guilty. He was about to explain, but Fang Lie raised his hand to stop him.

"Don't tell me that the head is innocent. Without his permission, who dares to break the rules so openly? Who is qualified to promise to return my property in advance?" Fang Lie said coldly: "If you deny such an obvious thing, then you are not mocking my IQ, but deceiving yourself and causing humiliation."

Mo Wanfang could not deny it at all, and it was related to his daughter's future. He did not dare to really anger Fang Lie. In desperation, he could only say depressedly, "Okay, okay, I admit that this matter was a little unkind."

"It's an immorality." Fang Lie cursed without hesitation.

Mo Wanfang's face turned red with shame and could not say a word.

Fang Lie said coldly: "The people of our Fang family may be stubborn, impulsive, or a little too straightforward, but they are absolutely not stupid. Who treats us well and who treats us badly, we are clear in our hearts, and your Mo family obviously has bad intentions towards me. So this time I ask for my head, I can't let it go easily. I just want to knock on your slap, do you agree or disagree?"

"Agree" Mo Wanfang said with great grievance: "I admit defeat, you can just beat me up and quarrel as long as you can save the little girl, everything is easy to discuss."

"Hmph, this is almost the same," Fang Lie raised his chin and said proudly: "I have three conditions. If you agree, I will treat your daughter. Remember, I have something to do in Wanxinghai. I can only wait for you for three days at most. I can only fail to meet the three conditions I asked for in three days. I will leave immediately and I will never mention this matter again. You know the temper of our Fang family, and you will never look back if you break through the south wall, so it will be useless for you to ask me at that time."

"I understand," Mo Wanfang said honestly, "No matter what the conditions are, I will promise you if I want my life."

"It's not that serious, I'm still very reasonable." Fang Lie then smiled and said, "The first condition is that my brother is in danger this time. It is definitely someone else's premeditated plot. Find me the master behind the scenes and let others remember, don't think about finding a scapegoat to deal with it. I want the real murderer. If you dare to fool me once, we will break up."

"This" Mo Wanfang said bitterly: "You want me to offend others."

"Hmph" Fang Lie said disdainfully: "You can not offend them, but you will offend me. What should you do? You choose for yourself. I really don't want to force you."

"Don't, you are the uncle now, how dare I not obey?" Mo Wanfang said sadly and angrily: "At most, I will reply to you at night, and I will definitely not fool you."

"That's good," Fang Lie nodded, and then said, "My second condition is also very simple, which is to require the blood of the cultivator's heart. Among them, the Qihai cultivator is ten thousand drops; the Jinchi cultivator is one thousand drops; the Zifu cultivator is one hundred drops; the Yuandan cultivator is ten drops; and the addition of a drop of the blood of the Fengjie Zhenren is exactly ten hundred million. How about it? Is it easy to remember?"

"Damn" Mo Wanfang jumped up and shouted: "The blood in the heart is the essence and blood of the birth. If you lose a drop, you will need to cultivate for several months. You need tens of thousands of drops in one breath. Where can I get it for you?"

"You can buy the blood of Qihai monks. The outer disciples are exploited by you bastards. They are poor like beggars. As long as you are willing to produce a thousand spirit stones, they will definitely sell a drop of blood in their hearts." Fang Lie said lightly: "At least when we are poor, we may not earn a thousand spirit stones in half a year."

"But ten thousand drops, the sum of them is ten million spirit stones," Mo Wanfang said angrily.

"Hehe, this is all a small amount of money for you." Fang Lie curled his lips disdainfully, "Stop pretending to be poor with me. Your Mo family is the leader of the eight hundred families. This little spirit stone is a drop in the bucket for you. I am afraid that your daughter's daily expenses will exceed this number. Otherwise, she is so young, why can she be three thousand miles away?"

"Hehe" Mo Wanfang was exposed by Fang Lie's face as if he was pretending to be poor, and smiled awkwardly, then said, "Okay, okay, we can buy these, but those high-priced cultivators are all inner disciples, and no one cares about this little spirit stone? What should I do to them?"

"That's what your Mo family does," Fang Lie said lightly: "I believe that with the powerful forces of the head line, it is easy to get this thing together."

"Okay," Mo Wanfang said helplessly: "I'll go get it together, but what do you want this essence and blood?"

"Haha, you know." Fang Lie said with a smile.

"Ah, I understand." Mo Wanfang saw Fang Lie's smirk and immediately figured it out, and then said: "You want to enhance the Blood God Puppet, these essences and blood are prepared for him."

"That's right" Fang Lie smiled and said, "The ancient heroic spirit is too weak now and needs essence and blood to nourish it urgently, and also needs some essence and blood of high-level monks. Otherwise, he will not be able to break through the current realm. I cannot get the essence and blood of high-level monks, so I can only trouble you."

Fang Lie has been providing essence and blood for the ancient hero soul for these times, hoping that he can advance to level 4 as soon as possible. However, no matter how much essence and blood he provides, there is no progress.

Later, Fang Lie asked, he realized that if he wanted to advance to the ancient heroic soul, he had to have the essence and blood of a high-level monk, and his strength was too low.

But Fang Lie offended all the senior leaders of the Mo Sect, where can we find the essence and blood of the high-level monks? That was simply a dream.

Fang Lie originally thought that he would not be able to do this in a short period of time, but unexpectedly, Mo Wanfang actually asked him to do it. Fang Lie naturally would not be polite to this guy, so he just quarreled and easily got it done.

"Oh, why did the Bai family give you such a good thing?" Mo Wanfang said depressedly: "The end of the matter will cause trouble for me."

"Hehe, there's no way. Who asked you to take the initiative to bring your head over and let me quarrel?" Fang Lie said with a smile: "Ah, by the way. The essence and blood needed by the ancient heroic soul must be sincerely sacrificed. I will build a temple for him outside the mountain gate. If you ask those guys to worship and offer essence and blood at the same time, this will be effective."

"Is there still a struggle like this? How can three days be enough?" Mo Wanfang said angrily.

"Then it's three months, no longer it's missing. You have to make a great oath of inner demons before I will start to heal your daughter when you finish it," Fang Lie said solemnly.

"Damn it," Mo Wanfang cursed inwardly, and then could only say helplessly: "Okay, I swear that as long as Fang Lie cures my daughter, I will definitely complete his conditions within three months, otherwise I will be plagued by my inner demons and will never advance."

"Very good, even if you complete this one." Fang Lie smiled and said, "As for the last one, it is also very simple. There is always a medical fee. You must come up with a treasure that satisfies me."

"What do you want?" Mo Wanfang asked with a frown.

"Anything is OK, the key is to satisfy me," Fang Lie shrugged.

"But how do I know what can satisfy you? What if I get so many good things, what if you are not satisfied with them?" Mo Wanfang said depressedly.

"Don't worry, I won't be too picky. I believe that with your family's ability, there will definitely be countless treasures that satisfy me. The key is that you must be sincere." Fang Lie immediately said, "Okay, there are only so many conditions, I'll wait for the good news."

After saying that, Fang Lie did not give Mo Wanfang the opportunity to bargain, so he turned around and left.

"You" Mo Wanfang wanted to say something, but when he saw Fang Lie's intention to leave, he disappeared in the distance in a blink of an eye. He could only sigh helplessly and leave here with helplessness.

Let’s talk about Fang Lie’s return to the main house, and he found that only Fang Huo was still there. Maomao was going to take care of the flowers and plants, while the other two were clearly shy and dared not see Fang Lie.

Fang Lie shook his head helplessly, and then the other party said: "Arranging a big thing for you."

"Brother, you said, I will definitely do it for you," Fang Huo immediately patted his chest.

"Be sure to build a temple of heroes outside within a few days, put the ancient heroes and his altar inside, and let others pay tribute to you." Fang Lie said solemnly: "This matter is extremely important, and you must not delay it."

"Don't worry, I'll go find the best master immediately, and build it for you in three days at most." Fang Huo said, and rushed out immediately.

Fang Lie nodded with satisfaction, and then came to his seclusion room. After closing the door, Fang Lie sat cross-legged and took out the Great Wilderness Stone he bought with huge contributions.

After checking it carefully again, there was still no abnormality. In desperation, Fang Lie had to say, "Brother Bird, what is the mystery of this thing?"

"Hehe, you kid is making a big profit this time," the old bird smiled and said, "Although it looks like a big wilderness stone on the surface, it actually contains a super ninth level divine material, the breath of chaos."

"Breath of Chaos? I haven't heard of it before." Fang Lie frowned and said, "Super Nine-level material? Doesn't it mean that you can refine the ninth-level magic weapon?"
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