"My condition?"

Fang Yu, just as before, not the least bit afraid, continued to speak as their eyes met, "My wife is the precious daughter of Yanjing's foremost Martial Arts Family, beautiful as a celestial being, second to none compared to you. Therefore, the most appealing thing about you, in my eyes, has been nullified. Moreover, the immortality that you speak of is unrealistic; as a doctor, I can responsibly tell you that Life Extension Pills will eventually run out. Then there's the status you mentioned—I already have it and I don't take orders from anyone. Lastly, wealth, the Ye Family's Ye Corporation spans across major cities with an annual revenue reaching tens of billions within half a year. Even if I don't earn a single penny, just leeching off soft rice, I'll live a carefree life forever."

"So... the conditions you mentioned earlier, they're not competitive."

Upon hearing this.

Nangong Ziwei's expression remained calm, unfazed.

Like a puppet.

Fang Yu continued:

"You're asking me to set the conditions... Fine. My condition is very simple; I only want you, to obey me."

Saying so.

He extended his hand, touching Nangong Ziwei's chin.

He was inherently taller than Nangong Ziwei.

This posture, looking down from above, bore a striking resemblance to that of the Dragon Emperor from years ago.

Under normal circumstances, if any man dared to touch Nangong Ziwei like this, she would undoubtedly kill him with a single slap.

However...

She did not resist.

In that instant.

A familiar silhouette flashed across Nangong Ziwei's mind.

This caused her to momentarily blank out.

It was this brief moment of distraction.

Fang Yu lifted her red lips, his other hand wrapping around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace with a tug.

They clung together like a couple.

Eyes met.

The natural scent of a woman wafted from her body,

It was refreshing to the senses.

If not for having lived over a thousand years, who could have seen behind that peerless beauty, such an age.

"Do you submit?" Fang Yu's low voice, his eyes unmatched.

It was exactly like the Dragon Emperor's demeanor from his memories.

In the memories.

The Dragon Emperor seemed to enjoy holding Nangong Ziwei like this, standing on top of a mountain, watching the sunset, experiencing the change of seasons, and delighting in the pleasures of a man and a woman.

So...

Nangong Ziwei, as if hypnotized,

In that instant, she mistook Fang Yu for the Dragon Emperor, closed her eyes, and leaned in.

At the moment of the kiss.

As if triggered by a touch, Nangong Ziwei raised her palm and pushed—

Fang Yu was sent flying.

The vigorous Palm Power struck his chest, causing his blood to surge and nearly spat out blood.

Boom!

Fang Yu's sturdy body collided with the wall, making a muffled sound.

"Amazing!"

He was unable to gauge Nangong Ziwei's strength.

Such power from just raising her hand. What Realm could this be?

With the partial memories of his former life as the Dragon Emperor, he still couldn't ascertain the strength of this woman.

Could it be...

She is a Saint Rank Cultivator?

Just how powerful is the Saint Rank?

Why is my head so empty, without a trace of this knowledge and memory?

Nangong Ziwei's lips slightly parted as she spoke with a frigid tone:

"Audacious!"

"Heh... no sincerity at all. Even if you don't want to submit to me... but you did say you'd give yourself to me, and with just one kiss, you're already striking so fiercely! If I weren't a bit sturdier, I'd have been killed by your slap."

"Are you truly not afraid at all?" Nangong Ziwei's gaze was cold.

"Afraid? Why should I be?"

"Simply because I can kill you..."

"If you wanted to kill me, why didn't you use your full strength just now?" Fang Yu said with a laugh.

Nangong Ziwei paused.

She realized she couldn't outtalk Fang Yu.

Never before had a man dared to be so disrespectful in front of her.

Chattering incessantly, a long and drawn-out discourse.

She had always been restraining her emotions, not even allowing a tiny bit to show on her face.

"Under the heavens, you are the second man who dares to approach me at such close range!" Nangong Ziwei said.

"Oh? Then who is the first?" Fang Yu asked with interest.

A person from the past beside the pillow.

Recognized today.

Far away as the horizon, yet close before my eyes!

This was the effect that Fang Yu wanted!

However...

Unexpectedly.

Nangong Ziwei said indifferently, "You are a Saint Rank Doctor… you should have heard my name. You should also understand who that person is..."

"I'm sorry, but I really haven't heard of it," Fang Yu replied truthfully.

If judged solely by Fang Yu's current memory, indeed he had not heard of Nangong Ziwei.

According to the memory of the Dragon Emperor, he could not find any relevant fragments. There were only a few photo-like images in his mind.

"I have seen many who are arrogant because of their talents die suddenly in this vast world. The fact that you're still alive is a miracle," Nangong Ziwei said indifferently.

"Oh."

"So... you're not planning to continue negotiating the price?" Fang Yu said, "Let's not digress, remember the purpose of your visit today."

Purpose?

Wasn't her purpose for coming to recruit Fang Yu?

Is the price still not enough now?

After a slight ponder.

Nangong Ziwei's face grew even colder—

"If you think that just because you are a Saint Rank Doctor, I wouldn't dare to kill you… then, you are mistaken."

At the moment she finished speaking.

Nangong Ziwei spread her arms.

Her expression as cold and still as a frozen photograph.

"Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns!"

Her hands shifted, making Hand Seals swiftly like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, before her without stop.

The myriad Hand Seals were like blooming lotuses.

Blossom after blossom, each containing immense Inner Essence, spreading towards Fang Yu.

Fang Yu was startled—

"What kind of realm is this? It's so terrifying!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

Boom, boooom—

Those myriad Hand Seals smashed onto the stage.

Everything was crushed by the Palm Power!

Except Fang Yu was not hit...

Clearly, she did it on purpose.

After unleashing the move 'Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns,' Nangong Ziwei did not feel joy.

She landed gently and returned to her normal demeanor.

"Mr. Fang, I can overlook all the prior incidents… I apologize for any inappropriate behavior I have exhibited."

"I believe, Mr. Fang, that you are a talent who can weather through heaven and earth; standing unflustered under my Palm Power proves that you are much more outstanding than my subordinates."

With that said.

Nangong Ziwei slowly turned around, walking towards the broken entrance.

As she was about to step out, she said:

"I will need three days to ponder on today's events, we shall meet again later."

After finishing her words, she walked out.

Only then did Fang Yu move his feet.

He let out a long breath and opened his palm.

In the center of his hand, a Fierce Flame Golden Dragon was circling back and forth.

Had those Dharma Seals hit him, he would have had to activate the Dragon Trace Sacred Armor to resist.

Gazing at where Nangong Ziwei disappeared, Fang Yu said,

"What kind of strength is this exactly?"

Instead of guessing blindly, it would be better to retrieve the memory fragments as soon as possible. He quickly sent a message to Gu Zhenxiong of the Taia Sect.

"I need to retrieve the items left at Taia as soon as possible!"

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