Chapter 66: Abducting the Eldest Young Master of the Fang Family!

  The two of them had been busy for a whole day, but got nothing in return. With dusty faces and disheveled hair, they boarded the flying boat and returned to the stone house.

  Little did they know, the two had just walked down the wooden bridge and looked up to find that Fang Luoyou, dressed in a magnificent robe with an elegant demeanor, was already waiting for them outside their stone house, ready to start dinner.

  Fang Luo You had one hand behind his back and the other gently swaying a folding fan, strolling leisurely in front of the stone house.

  He saw the two returning, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put away his folding fan and went forward to greet them.

  "Huh? Mo Bei, you're back!"

  Long Hao Tian gave Fang Luo You a white eye, ignoring him, and sat down on the ground by himself, rubbing his sore ankle.

  Mo Bei smiled and teased, "Fang Shixiong, you're still so punctual waiting for dinner today."

  "Hmm..." Fang Luo You rubbed his nose slightly awkwardly and gave a silly laugh.

  He bowed his head and smiled awkwardly, subconsciously glancing behind Mo Bei several times, but didn't see any spoils of war.

  He deliberately glanced back at Long Hao Tian's back, still without seeing any spoils of war.

  "Stop looking." Long Hao Tian rolled his eyes and said to Fang Luo You, "There's nothing to eat today."

  "What's wrong, didn't you gain anything today?" Fang Luoyou raised an eyebrow and said innocently.

  Long Hao Tian looked at him with an unpleasant expression and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Isn't that obvious?"

  "You think it's that easy to hunt and kill demonic creatures? It's a piece of cake, right?" Long Hao Tian chattered on: "Well... my Young Master Fang is used to having everything done for him, so he wouldn't know the difficulties of an ordinary outer sect disciple."

  This remark made Fang Luo's face somewhat awkward, the folding fan in his hand was neither fanning nor not fanning, it just stiffened in mid-air.

  Fang Luo Yu subconsciously glanced at Mo Bei, who didn't say a word and seemed to have not heard Long Hao Tian speaking.

  Mo Bei hastily avoided Fang Luoyou's gaze, throwing his head back and muttering to himself: "The weather is really nice today, isn't it? The wind is gentle and the sun is shining."

  Long Hao Tian said with a huff: "I told you, Fang Dashi is the young master of the Seven Oxen aristocratic family, how could he do such coarse and vulgar work that we ordinary outer sect disciples do? Or perhaps, Young Master Fang can't stand the sight of blood and can't kill?"

  Fang Luo's face turned red with anger, he fiercely put away his folding fan and gritted his teeth, saying: "Do you think I want to be like this? I'm also helpless! I'm not inferior to anyone! I can also kill monsters!"

  "Haha, joke." Long Hao Tian exaggeratedly laughed, pointing his finger at him: "Talk is cheap, if you have the guts, kill a demon for me to see. Otherwise, from now on I'll call you Flower Bone! Young Master Flower!"

  The quarrel between the two attracted a lot of attention, and many people stopped in their tracks, turning their heads to look over.

  "Huh? Isn't that Young Master Fang, one of the Four Great Talents, Fang Luoyou?"

  "Is he? He seems to be arguing with someone?"

  "Let's go take a look."

  The crowd gathered more and more, standing far away watching the two people's quarrel.

  Unable to withstand Long Hao Tian's sarcasm, Fang Luo Yu's originally handsome face turned bright red with anger: "Kill if you want to kill, what's so great about it?!"

  Mo Bei heard this and secretly smiled in his heart, casting a glance at Long Hao Tian.

  Long Hao Tian's face lit up with joy, and upon seeing Mo Bei's expression, he immediately understood. With a stern face, he loudly provoked: "Alright! Then tomorrow you'll come with us to kill the demonic beast, don't let me look down on you!"

  "Whoever doesn't go, has nothing in his crotch!" Fang Luoyou said angrily.

  Upon hearing this, many Fang family disciples' faces changed slightly and they quietly left the crowd.

  The next day, when it was just getting light, Fang Luo stood outside Shi's stone house.

  Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian have already stood with their swords drawn, fully prepared and quietly waiting for Fang Luo You.

  "Ugh..."

  Fang Luoyou's stone house, the stone wall suddenly rippled with a faint wave, and then a figure emerged from the stone house, it was Fang Luoyou.

  Today's Fang Luo You, changed into a set of attire. Not wearing brocade robes, holding a folding fan. But in a tight-fitting outer door disciple uniform, hair tied up, sleeves and pants legs bound, with the long sword on his back, waist straight, the whole person looks neat and tidy, emitting a hint of sunshine.

  Mo Bei didn't even have time to speak.

  "Out came, my flower young master?" Long Hao Tian lazily whistled and stretched his waist, continuing to tease: "We've been waiting for you for a long time, thinking you're afraid and didn't dare go."

  Fang Luo Yong gritted his teeth, shook the long sword in his hand and said: "Don't call me Master Hua! Who says I don't dare to go? Let's set off now!"

  "Let's go then." Long Hao Tian slung his long sword over his shoulder, with the scabbard pressed under his left hand and the hilt under his right, walking in a relaxed manner as he followed Mo Bei.

  Fang Luo You then drew his sword, steeled himself and followed after him.

  Three people had just walked to the edge of the wooden bridge when they suddenly stopped in their tracks.

  "Boss, there are so many people, what's going on at the wooden bridge?" Long Hao Tian pointed to the wooden bridge and asked Mo Bei.

  Mo Bei looked up and indeed it was so.

  The Nanmu Arch Bridge was already crowded with people at some point.

  Those young men were all dressed in the attire of outer door disciples, constantly looking towards Mo Bei.

  Mo Bei narrowed his eyes and took a closer look, only to discover in the crowd several slightly familiar faces, which were actually the four Fang family juniors from his own group.

  The Fang family children on the wooden arch bridge saw Mo Bei and others approaching, and they all rushed down from the wooden arch bridge, surrounding Fang Luoyou.

  One of his disciples hastily asked: "Fang Shixiong, are you going to kill the demon beast?"

  "Don't go, Master Fang! Killing demons is both dangerous and will delay your cultivation!"

  "Yes, yes! Our Fang family isn't lacking in spirit stones! Brother Fang, you just focus on cultivating every day, we'll take care of earning the spirit stones, it's already enough for your cultivation!"

  The members of the Fang family were all anxious and surrounded Fang Luoyou, trying to persuade him.

  Seeing this scene, Mo Bei gave Long Hao Tian another wink.

  Long Hao Tian suddenly curled his lip, hugged the sword with both hands and let out a sneer, shrugging his shoulders: "Indeed, still a greenhouse flower young master."

  Fang Luo's face turned red with anger upon hearing this.

  In a fit of rage, Fang Luoyou pushed away the Fang family disciples blocking his way: "Don't stop me! I must go kill the demon beast!"

  "Okay, but..."

  Among the young men of the Fang family, one youth anxiously said: "The island is full of dangers! If something happens to you, Brother Fang, how are we going to explain it to our ancestors?"

  "Yes, yes, Master Fang, you must think thrice before acting!"

  "We're all done for once the old ancestor gets angry!"

  The group of outer door disciples from the Fang family, with their mouths running wild, tried to dissuade him, and Fang Luoyou was annoyed to no end.

  "That's enough!"

  He suddenly let out a loud roar, drowning out everyone else's voices.

  He shook his arm, and a powerful force suddenly burst out from the sword's edge, sending the Fang family's young master who was blocking his way flying backward.

  Fang Luo's eyes widened in anger, his eyes burning with furious flames, gritting his teeth and saying: "Today I am determined to go, I want to see who dares to stop me!"

  Fang Luoyou's face turned red with rage, his eyes bulging out of their sockets, his expression ferocious and extremely stern. A powerful aura burst forth from his body, like a stormy sea, one wave crashing over another.

  The Fang family's children and grandchildren all changed color and retreated one after another, not daring to touch his moldy head.

  Among the Fang family members, a bald-headed young man looked around cautiously and retreated from the crowd. With his back turned to them, he took advantage of the distraction to secretly pull out a jade token from his pocket.

  The bald young man's mind stirred, and he injected a wisp of divine consciousness into the jade token, then ruthlessly pinched it.

  At the same time!

  A thousand miles away, in the Fang family palace.

  A number of powerful figures gathered in one hall, each sitting in their own position, chatting freely.

  "Haha," one of the elderly men laughed heartily, "In our family's hundred-year history, we've only produced a prodigy like Luo You. Whether it's his comprehension, perseverance, or innate talent, they're all top-notch."

  "This time, arranging Luo You to cultivate on Penglai Peninsula will certainly make him progress by leaps and bounds!" The old man's face showed affection, nodding his head as he spoke, with a hint of doting in his eyes.

  "One year later, at the Taixu Sect's Outer Disciple Grand Competition, Luo You will definitely make our Fang family proud! At that time, let the remaining families of the Seven Cattle Sects be shocked!"

  "Clan leader. Young master, this time you must make a shocking debut!" The old man said, but his eyes turned to the middle-aged man sitting in the high-backed chair of the Taishi Hall.

  The middle-aged man had a cold and proud face, with features that were surprisingly similar to Fang Luoyou's. He sipped his tea, his eyes gleaming like torches, and his gaze swept around the room, carrying an air of authority without even raising his voice.

  Just as the old man finished speaking.

  The middle-aged man's expression changed, his sleeves fluttered, and in the palm of his hand, a jade token suddenly appeared, emitting a faint, flickering glow.

  The middle-aged man's mind stirred, his consciousness swept across the jade symbol. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and after a moment, they relaxed again.

  "Tribe leader?" The old man's gaze swept across the jade token in the middle-aged person's hand, then fell on his face, hesitantly asking: "Is that the news from Penglai Peninsula?"

  "Hmm..."

  The middle-aged man nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Penglai Peninsula spread the news that Luo You wants to enter the Demon Island to kill demons. No matter who tries to persuade him, he won't listen. As for our Fang family's young master, we can't stop his violent temper."

  As he spoke, a faint bitter smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

  The old man heard this and furrowed his brow, his tone somewhat hesitant, his words filled with worry:

  "Luoyou this child is our family's uniquely talented genius! That island of demons is fraught with danger."

  "There are even two or three levels of demonic creatures. If Ruo Yu encounters those two or three level demonic creatures, with his current strength, he may not be able to handle them, won't that be a bit off?"

  "Better still," said the old man, rising to his feet and bowing slightly, "I'll go to Penglai Peninsula for a trip."

  "This kid..." The middle-aged man chuckled and shook his head, with a doting look in his eyes.

  "No," said the middle-aged man, waving his hand to stop the old man, shaking his head and saying: "I think this is a good thing."

  "Since Luo You wants to go and gain experience, then let him go."

  "After wind and rain, how can we see the rainbow?"

  As he spoke, a hint of essence flowed through the middle-aged man's eyes, and his consciousness swept across the jade symbol.

  Penglai Peninsula, Dalmatian Mountains, outside the stone house.

  The jade token in the young man's hand flashed with a faint, shimmering light that transformed into a flowing shadow and pierced into his mind.

  The bald young man was taken aback, squeezed into the crowd, held the jade token high above his head, and shouted loudly: "The clan leader has an order, everyone retreat!"

  As soon as this was said, the Fang family youths, whose faces were filled with worry and who had been reluctant to leave, immediately fell silent after seeing the jade token, not daring to persuade him further.

  The crowd retreated and dispersed, and the young men made way for a wide thoroughfare.

  "Take care, Brother Fang!" The Fang family's children all bowed and clasped their hands in unison.

  Fang Luoyou snorted heavily, his face still filled with lingering anger, and rode his horse forward, brushing off his sleeves as he went, walking onto the wooden bridge.

  Mo Bei also followed up.

  Long Hao Tian glanced at Fang Luo You walking in front of him, pouted and hummed softly, muttering: "It's just killing a demon, why make such a big fuss." As he muttered, he followed Mo Bei closely.