Clearly, Fang Yuan’s words were not enough to make Xiao Wu let down her guard and immediately bow in submission.
However, just as Fang Yuan had said, since there was no other way, why not choose to believe?
Xiao Wu’s expression was conflicted, her rabbit brain overloaded; after dazedly bidding Fang Yuan farewell, she headed in the direction of the dormitory.
Fang Yuan watched Xiao Wu’s departing figure with calm eyes.
If he were to consult the conscience he had left, Fang Yuan had actually thought about grabbing this rabbit and refining her on the spot.
If he did that, he would undoubtedly have a falling out with the two hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts in the Star Dou Great Forest, the Azure Bull Python and the Titan Giant Ape, and he would have to eliminate them completely.
Although doing so could bring him a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, greatly boosting his strength, Fang Yuan also had things he had to consider.
That was the butterfly effect.
As everyone knew, the greatest reliance of a person undergoing Rebirth was their control over the future’s threads and their understanding of unknown information.
However, stirring up a splash in the upper reaches of the river of time could possibly turn into towering waves downstream.
The earlier huge changes were made, the more likely the future of this World would become unrecognizable.
Out of such considerations, Fang Yuan decided not to make a move against Xiao Wu for the time being.
After all, the information gap from Rebirth was still one of his huge advantages; if he could avoid the future being changed, he might be able to gain even more harvests through management.
As for the matter of the hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring and Soul Bone, Fang Yuan already had a plan in mind at this moment.
He hadn’t lied to Xiao Wu; after taking a Medicinal Pill refined from the exquisite chinese glorious chrysanthemum and nine-grade purple ganoderma in the Yin Yang Ice and Fire Well, Fang Yuan’s current physical fitness had been greatly enhanced.
Absorbing a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring at level eighty was not an impossible feat.
Hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beasts were rare in the World, but relying on the advantage of the information gap, finding one of them was still not a problem.
As long as he could find one and obtain its hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, then according to Fang Yuan’s conception of the two Martial Soul Abilities for his eighth Soul Ring, his future Soul Ring and Soul Bone would be settled.
Should he focus on immediate benefits, or try to consider the more distant future?
Fang Yuan, who possessed the Rebirth information gap, chose the latter at this moment.
He didn’t know if he would regret this moment’s decision in the future, but what he made at this moment was a choice that could satisfy himself.
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After seeing Xiao Wu off, Fang Yuan returned to his residence and began to study.
After returning to Notting City, he already had arrangements for his planning over a period of time in the future.
Besides Cultivating and educating his two Disciples, Fang Yuan had two more matters scheduled on his agenda.
One of them was to find people to enter his Sovereign Immortal Aperture to explore and manage this internalized space of his own.
Possessing an internalized space abundant and rich in produce was naturally a huge help to Fang Yuan.
Finding a batch of ordinary people, as well as Spirit Masters skilled in management and planting, frequently supporting them with some necessary supplies, and then catching some lower-aged Spirit Beasts to throw into the Immortal Aperture.
Afterwards, under the huge difference in time flow rate between the Immortal Aperture and the outside World, it wouldn’t take long in reality for the Sovereign Immortal Aperture to undergo no small amount of construction.
This was one, and the second matter was spirit tools.
Although Fang Yuan was not clear about the specific situation ten thousand years later, he still knew the overall development trend of this continent.
spirit tools were undoubtedly the top priority of development in the next ten thousand years.
Under the current grand background of the era, such very convenient tools still existed with the status of ancient technology.
Spirit Masters could only excavate them from ruins, yet they knew nothing about their principles and manufacturing methods.
And Fang Yuan was preparing to seize this opportunity to vigorously research spirit tools, striving to make use of this era-surpassing technology.
If he had spirit tools in hand, facing these Spirit Masters of today who only knew what it was but not why it was so, it would undoubtedly be a dimensional reduction strike.
Of course, relying on Fang Yuan’s own strength alone, wanting to fully understand spirit tools through research was naturally as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Although his Dao refining attainments were extraordinary, the power of a single person was ultimately limited; spirit tools differed greatly from the Gu worms of his past life, and just how much Fang Yuan’s knowledge of Gu refining could translate was truly an unknown number.
But it didn’t matter, the Sovereign Immortal Aperture would take action!
The one-to-sixty time flow rate compared to the outside World could turn it into the most suitable research environment in the entire World.
As long as some people who were quite talented in spirit tool research were allowed to enter the Sovereign Immortal Aperture to conduct research, the progress would undoubtedly be extremely fast.
Fang Yuan only needed to point out a little general direction he knew for them, letting them take fewer detours, and the help to them would also be huge.
Lifting his head to look at the sky outside, a trace of a smile couldn’t help but appear on Fang Yuan’s face.
“Ghost, you really gave me such a huge gift.”
…
Gazing at the bright moonlight outside the window, Fang Yuan’s gaze flickered slightly; a trace of a seemingly-existent-yet-non-existent sense of being monitored suddenly appeared in his heart.
“I wonder who is visiting, please forgive me for failing to greet you from afar.” Fang Yuan’s expression didn’t change as he spoke in a clear, loud voice.
A moment later.
A black shadow flashed past outside the window, and in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in the room.
The speed was so fast that Fang Yuan’s expression moved slightly.
The speed of this black shadow made him almost fail to notice it; if not for the Supreme Immortal Fetus serving as his Body Martial Soul, providing a rather decent boost to his perception, Fang Yuan probably wouldn’t have been able to capture this person’s figure.
There were not many people on the entire continent who possessed such strength.
For someone to visit Fang Yuan’s place at this time, Fang Yuan already had a guess in his heart regarding their identity.
“You must be Clear Sky Douluo, Fang Yuan greets you here.”
Fang Yuan straightened his body and stood up, slightly bowing toward the black shadow in front of him.
“Oh?”
The black shadow seemed very surprised; he reached out to lower the hood on his head, revealing a middle-aged man’s face that had weathered the vicissitudes of life and was covered in stubble, with a pair of turbid eyes as if he had reached his twilight years, carrying a sense of indifference toward life.
It was precisely Tang Hao.
As Tang San’s father, after Tang San Awakened the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, Tang Hao began to pay close attention to him.
Tang Hao naturally knew about Tang San taking Fang Yuan as his master.
When Fang Yuan brought Tang San to the Sunset Forest to obtain his first Soul Ring, Tang Hao did not accompany them.
In his view, a Soul Emperor-level powerhouse going to a place without a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast to obtain a first Soul Ring of barely a hundred years for his son was a sure thing, so he didn’t follow secretly.
However, after learning the news of their return to Notting City in the first instance, Tang Hao immediately sought out Fang Yuan under the cover of night.
Tang San was not only his son, but at the same time, the Twin Martial Souls Clear Sky Hammer with Innate full Soul Power was also the future hope of the Clear Sky Sect.
As a father, Tang Hao naturally had some things to explain to his son’s teacher.
“You know me.”
Tang Hao’s voice was hoarse, carrying no emotion.
Fang Yuan nodded and said, “On the way to the Sunset Forest, Tang San showed me his second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer; at that time, I guessed that he was your son.”
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