Chapter 775: Boss Fang's Personal Interview

"Grand Deacon Gu Song!"

"Master!" Emerging from the grand hall, the thirty-something young man bore a solemn countenance, prompting the two Haotian Sect disciples to quickly rush forward.

One wore green robes with a plain cap, the other swaggered in white, their eyes gleaming with sharp sword-light—clearly, neither was an ordinary soul.

"Mmh..." Then, a faint joy touched his face. "To think things would proceed so smoothly!"

"A success!"

"Congratulations, Master!" The other two disciples hurriedly offered their congratulations.

Right then, Gu Song’s expression abruptly shifted: "However... matters are far from being that simple!"

"Huh..." The disciples froze in turn.

Leaving the grand hall and walking outward, Gu Song’s face grew heavy as a drop of cold sweat rolled down his cheek: "This person is very likely the reincarnation of one of those supreme existences that look down upon all living things!"

"At the very least, he is comparable to a Supreme Elder! Furthermore, his temperament is volatile; he wouldn't even blink while obliterating a top-tier sect of the continent with a casual flip of his hand."

The moment those words left his lips, the two disciples immediately retreated several paces.

"Though this visit to 'Origin' is fraught with peril, it is also a trial the sect has bestowed upon us," Gu Song continued, his expression austere. "You two are the pupils I, Gu Song, am most proud of. Today, it is either success or martyrdom!"

"Either success or martyrdom!"

"Well then..." Gu Song swept his gaze across them. "Go and prepare. Fortune favors the prepared."

"Understood!"

...

The wind rustled through the woods, and the moon reflected off the flowing stream. Atop the verdant peak, the night was exceptionally beautiful. The youth clad in white spoke with utmost gravity to the slightly younger boy before him: "Junior Brother, if I fail to return from this journey... Junior Sister Yunmiao... I entrust her to your care..."

A sword danced like a fleeting shadow, drinking alone to make a party of three. A youth in green robes raised his cup in solitude, sitting by himself upon the isolated peak: "This bright moon overhead, this mountain breeze... in the next life, we shall gather once more!"

Simultaneously, within the ancestral hall, Gu Song’s face was filled with gravity: "The heavy burden of our clan... is now entrusted to all of you..."

...

Fortune favors the prepared; the three had made absolute preparations. The following day, they set forth!

...

Inside the shop within Yuanxiang City.

Early morning.

Owner Fang, just as usual, stuffed a sausage into his instant noodle bucket, grabbed a box of spicy strips, and sat down on the sofa.

Taking a slurping bite of the noodles, he lifted his head to look at the three individuals sitting opposite him, rigid and upright: "Eh? You guys arrived so quickly?"

"..."

"Just as the rumors say... his cultivation looks like it hasn't even reached the eighth echelon..." Gu Song scrutinized the young man before him with supreme caution, thinking to himself, "The way he eats noodles is no different from any passerby on the street. But... if anyone truly believes that, they will surely die a horrific death!"

"My shop generally doesn't do advertisements," Owner Fang spoke up while eating his noodles.

At that moment, several people began coming up one after another, holding their own instant noodles and sitting down on the sofas to eat.

"This fragrance..."

"Is this a test!?"

"It is said that some eccentric seniors love to devise bizarre trials... if one cannot endure them..."

The faces of the three men instantly darkened.

Then, the gazes of the two disciples fell entirely upon Gu Song.

"Grand Deacon Gu Song..."

"We cannot remain passive like this." His expression darkened completely. "We must seize the initiative!"

"Presently, the most powerful cultivator in the entire Immortal Relic Continent is Senior Fang," Gu Song began. "Our visit to Senior Fang this time is also with the hope of recording a brief shadow-condensing, form-retaining spell, to introduce Senior's deeds to the various major sects."

"Of course..." Of course, it couldn't be a combat sequence, otherwise...

Thus, he hurriedly added, "Merely a glimpse into your daily life. Just this side of you, I believe, would be enough to become a new legend across the Immortal Ruins Continent!"

"A new legend..." Owner Fang picked up a spicy strip, stuffed it into his mouth, and seemed to contemplate as he chewed. Finally, his eyes lit up, and he stood up from his seat, saying, "Sure, sure!"

...

At that moment, the livestream channel opened.

"The owner is starting class again!" Instantly, across the various shops, a crowd gathered to watch.

Gu Song cast a meaningful glance at the youth in green robes beside him.

The disciple hurriedly produced a bronze-mirror-like Dharma artifact and aimed it at Owner Fang's livestream.

A beam of clear light fell, capturing both Owner Fang and the livestream without missing a single detail.

Owner Fang finished drinking the noodle soup and tossed the bucket into the nearby trash can: "Burp—!"

"Start the broadcast!"

Gu Song’s entire heart leaped right along with that "burp."

The few men exchanged strange glances with one another.

"Why does something feel a bit off...?"

...

"Let's warm up first. It's actually been a while since I played King of Fighters with Xiaoyue." Owner Fang first opened a King of Fighters livestream.

Then, a little lolita could be seen sitting right next to him.

"Before playing any game, playing a few rounds of King of Fighters helps bring one's state to its absolute peak," Owner Fang explained. "It really tests your reflexes and adaptability."

"Owner, hurry up and choose your character!" Jiang Xiaoyue next to him was already losing her patience.

"3, 2, 1, start!"

On the screen within "My Space," Jiang Xiaoyue furiously rattled the joystick: "Heiya!"

Finally, a full set of the Maiden Masher!

Owner Fang's randomly selected Benimaru Nikaido had already collapsed to the ground.

"Wahahaha! Aren't I amazing!"

"Xiaoyue, 666!"

"Amazing, amazing!"

"Garbage Owner Fang!"

"Er... this can only be described as an improvement in technique," Owner Fang remained utterly calm. "No big deal. My next one is Iori. The Iori I randomly got is super powerful. Just watch my execution in the next round."

"Aoi Hana... three stages!"

"Short hop!"

"Scum Gale! Heh, gotcha!"

"Heavy claw!" On the screen, Owner Fang's Iori Yagami could be seen grabbing Jiang Xiaoyue and giving her a relentless pounding.

The green-robed youth behind him, clutching a bronze mirror dharma treasure, wore a face of sheer horror as he looked toward Gu Song for help: "..."

"Allow me..." Gu Song offered hastily. "May I ask, Senior Fang, what possessed you to construct a 'Genesis' grand hall like this in the very beginning?"

"Ah..." Boss Fang muttered, engrossed in his game of King of Fighters. "Back then, I wasn't qualified to enter the academy, so this was my only option..."

"...To better burst forth upon the world with a single brilliant stroke? To show that academy which looked down upon you, Senior Fang, that they shouldn't judge a book by its cover?"

"Perhaps... honestly, I didn't think that much of it at the time," Boss Fang said, still focused on his game. "Truth be told, sometimes it brought me joy, it brought others joy, and so I just kept running it. Besides, if I weren't doing this, I wouldn't know how to do anything else anyway."

"...This young lady seems to share a very close bond with you..." Gu Song remarked after a stunned pause.

Boss Fang replied, "Ah... I picked her up back then too. I just saw her all alone by the roadside looking like that... She seemed quite pitiful, really, so I brought her back to keep her by my side..."

"It was this Princess who took pity on you because you had buns to eat...!" Jiang Xiaoyue huffed with a cold snort.

"Which is why she eats so much nobody else wanted her..." Boss Fang groaned, pressing his hand to his forehead while playing with the other.

Gu Song and the others exchanged bewildered glances: "..."

"Master... why do I feel... like something isn't right?"

"Is it because he hides it too deeply?"

"Then... what about a Dao companion..." Gu Song inquired further. "An exalted figure like Senior Fang must surely have many intimate female confidantes... or perhaps... a harem of three thousand beauties?"

"..." In an instant, the entire internet cafe, the entire live stream room, fell into a dead, absolute silence.

Every single gaze in the room shifted over toward them.

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