CHAPTER 1572: CHAPTER 1572: EGG OF THE WIND ROC

He Wujie and Zhao Wanqing were taken aback when they heard the Nascent Soul Realm experts like Qin Hanbing, who were well over a hundred years old, actually refer to Fang Bai as "Brother Fang".

However, they quickly understood that the senior members of the Flower Pavilion regarded Fang Bai as an equal due to the strength he demonstrated in the recent battle, significantly elevating his status.

He Wujie was overjoyed and clapped his hands, saying, "If they call my disciple ’Brother Fang’, doesn’t that mean they’re a generation lower than me? Haha..."

Zhao Wanqing glared and said, "They’re calling your disciple that as a show of gratitude for saving their lives; it has nothing to do with you. You’d better not put on airs as a senior in front of them, or you’ll just be a laughingstock!"

He Wujie grumbled, "They call me ’Brother He’ and my disciple ’Brother Fang’, doesn’t that make me and my disciple the same generation? This... this is a bit confusing..."

In this regard, Fang Bai also thought the same as He Wujie, so he insisted that the senior members of the Flower Pavilion call him by his name, and they had no choice but to comply.

After exchanging a few pleasantries with the senior members of the Flower Pavilion, Fang Bai leapt to the side of Duan Donghai’s corpse, the Elder of Zixia Manor, and explored his Space Ring with his Divine Sense. A hint of joy appeared at the corner of his mouth as he took off the Space Ring and smiled at Tower Master Fan Luoying, saying, "Tower Master Fan, I have no other requests, just this Space Ring; would that be alright?"

Fan Luoying was secretly puzzled, unsure why Fang Bai didn’t want the Space Rings of the two Supreme Elders of Zixia Manor but insisted on Duan Donghai’s. Though full of questions, he nodded and said, "Fang Bai, you may take anything you want from here!"

Fang Bai put away Duan Donghai’s Space Ring and then winked at He Wujie in the distance, nodding in mutual understanding.

For the time being, Lu Liyu separated from Fang Bai and joined Fan Luoying and other senior members of the Flower Pavilion to discuss the aftermath and how to take over the territory following Zixia Manor’s collapse.

With nothing better to do, Fang Bai then gathered with He Wujie.

The master and disciple sneakily went to a secluded and deserted place on Peony Island, looking around to ensure no one was nearby. He Wujie stretched out his hand towards Fang Bai and said, "Give it here."

Fang Bai pouted and took out a fist-sized gray-shelled Wind Roc Egg from his Space Ring, handing it to He Wujie, saying, "There are only two in total, one for each of us."

He Wujie said, "Really only two? I remember the Wind Roc on Zixia Mountain laid a total of five eggs!"

Fang Bai rolled his eyes and said, "Five is right, but there were thousands of Martial Artists eyeing the Roc Eggs at that time. Duan Donghai was lucky to get two; it was quite an achievement!"

Duan Donghai was one of the Elders of Zixia Manor. He had appeared on Zixia Mountain not long ago and encountered Fang Bai, Lu Hongyun, and others. After Lu Hongyun and the others left, Duan Donghai participated in the subsequent battle for the Roc Eggs and successfully grabbed three.

Fang Bai planned to give He Wujie one Roc Egg and keep two for himself, intending to give one to Lu Liyu later.

Once the Roc Egg hatches into a Wind Roc, it can be used as a mount and assist Martial Artists in offense and defense, providing great benefits to them.

Especially the adult Wind Roc, possessing Nascent Soul Realm’s power, each time its wings flap, it can soar a hundred miles and can fly thousands of miles without stopping in a day, great stamina, and incredible speed.

This is why many Martial Artists will go to great lengths to fight for the Roc Eggs.

He Wujie stared at Fang Bai for a long while, seeing Fang Bai’s expression unchanged, not looking like he was lying, then said, "I was thinking if you had an extra Roc Egg, I’d give one to your Master’s wife! Oh well!"

Fang Bai thought, well, the Master’s wife is indeed the Master’s wife, but she can’t be more important than my dear friend and Martial Dao companion. Giving this Roc Egg to Lu Liyu is a must, and I will compensate the Master’s wife from other aspects later!

Thousands of foreign martial artists departed one after another; some continued their training journeys, while others followed the ten thousand elite disciples of the Flower Pavilion to Zixia Manor, tens of thousands of miles away, to try their luck, hoping to gain some benefits.

The collapse of Zixia Manor’s senior members and ten thousand elites meant a significant reduction in Zixia Manor’s overall strength. The ten thousand elite disciples of the Flower Pavilion would be sufficient to wipe out all remaining Zixia Manor disciples.

After the fall of Zixia Manor, the Flower Pavilion would become the sole ruler within a hundred thousand miles, with no one daring to challenge its sharpness.

Fang Bai kept an eye on Zhang Yang, who possessed the Nether Spirit Fire, and seeing him lingering without leaving, he knew Zhang Yang was also watching his movements, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Fang Bai knew that if he wanted Zhang Yang’s Nether Spirit Fire, he would have to create an opportunity for Zhang Yang to make a move because Zhang Yang wouldn’t dare to strike in the Flower Pavilion’s territory.

"I have some private matters to attend to, leaving tonight and returning at the earliest tomorrow!"

Fang Bai bade farewell to Lu Liyu, He Wujie, and others and flew away from Peony Island on the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade.

"That brat finally left!"

Seeing Fang Bai suddenly fly away, Zhang Yang was overjoyed. Together with a few friends he had arranged with, they took off, directly pursuing Fang Bai.

After Fang Bai reached the mid-stage Golden Core cultivation level, Zhang Yang knew he was no longer a match for him alone, so he used the Thread Condensation Sound Transmission Technique to invite four friends of equivalent strength, promising them generous rewards, intending to join forces to kill Fang Bai.

Just as Fang Bai predicted, Zhang Yang wouldn’t dare make a move against him in the Flower Pavilion’s area, but as soon as Fang Bai left a thousand miles away, Zhang Yang would dare to use the most ruthless means to kill him and seize the Spiritual Fire.

Besides, Zhang Yang also knew Fang Bai had many secrets, like the blood-colored long blade under his feet, how he healed the two Supreme Elders of the Flower Pavilion, and how he set up the powerful formation that trapped the two Supreme Elders of Zixia Manor...

For Zhang Yang, each of these things was of infinite allure.

And to obtain these things, he had to first subdue Fang Bai and then learn from him.

No matter how strong Fang Bai was, he was ultimately just one person. Zhang Yang thought with the five of them, who all had mid-stage Golden Core power, they could surely subdue him.

Zhang Yang’s primary goal was the Spiritual Fire within Fang Bai. After obtaining the Spiritual Fire, he would decide whether to contend with the others for Fang Bai’s blood-colored long blade or force Fang Bai to reveal other secrets.

Fang Bai flew like lightning on the Blood-Drinking Mad Blade, reaching a mountainous area a thousand miles away in just over an hour, then descended on a high mountaintop, turning to look at Zhang Yang and the other four as they approached.

"Hmm? He actually stopped? What’s that kid up to?"

Zhang Yang didn’t expect Fang Bai to suddenly land and, with eyes like lightning and a slight smile, look as if he knew they were pursuing him.