Fang Yuan sat expressionlessly on the back of the Azure Wolf King, oblivious to the merciless slaughter below.
In his mind, Mo Yao's will frowned slightly.
She was a fairy of Lingyuan Zhai, a figure of the righteous path, so naturally she took no pleasure in Fang Yuan's casual massacre.
"This youth can disguise himself and sneak into the Royal Court Blessed Land right under the noses of the Northern Plains Gu Immortals—he's a fierce and crafty man. He can also unravel my inheritance clues and refine an Immortal Gu—so he has both fortune and extraordinary skill. What's more, he knows when to bend, immediately compromising when he sees the situation is hopeless—such deep cunning! Just what is his background?"
Mo Yao's will speculated secretly.
She had only just emerged from the Near Water Pavilion and lodged herself in Fang Yuan's mind. Though she had analyzed many of his thoughts and learned many secrets in a short time,
Fang Yuan reacted quickly and immediately took countermeasures, so she made little progress afterward.
Therefore, Mo Yao's will actually knew not many of Fang Yuan's secrets.
Among them were even secrets that Fang Yuan had deliberately exposed to her.
She still didn't know that Fang Yuan possessed the Spring Autumn Cicada. And she was even less likely to learn his greatest secret—that he was a transmigrator.
This is a world of Gu.
Mo Yao had died long ago, leaving only a trace of her will. Unable to activate Gu insects, Mo Yao's will could only take advantage of the fact that Fang Yuan's attainment in Wisdom Path was still shallow.
"I've just arrived and know nothing of his background. This youth is definitely strong-willed and opinionated. I'd better stay put for now and guide him to return the Near Water Pavilion to the sect. Once we reach Lingyuan Zhai, it won't be too late to persuade him to turn to good..."
Mo Yao's will had inherited some of the original's wisdom. Seeing that her persuasion was fruitless, she immediately shut up.
There was no resistance on the ground. Fang Yuan's eyes were dark as he slowly withdrew his sweeping gaze. He sat upright on the wolf's back and began to rest with his eyes closed.
He was not one to kill indiscriminately.
That day's wolf rampage, slaughtering everything in its path, had its reasons.
First, to lure out the underground Dikui beast herds. Dikui beasts were wild beasts that were attracted by thick blood, which stirred their ferocity and drove them to surface.
Second, the mass slaughter would bring him a large number of souls. Since the start of the Royal Court competition, Fang Yuan had been collecting them with the Corpse Soul Toad. He had the Soul Searching Mountain; as long as that mountain didn't completely die, the more souls he had, the better.
Third, it also served as a test against Mo Yao's will in his mind.
As for the backlash from wantonly killing Gu Masters, Fang Yuan wasn't afraid at all.
Not to mention he had already put out a notice to pave the way. Even if public opinion boiled over and everyone was full of hatred, what could they do?
He was a peak mortal, the famous Wolf King Chang Shan Yin! He was no longer the cautious nobody he had been a few years ago.
In this Royal Court Blessed Land, where no Gu Immortal could enter, when he roared, the myriad Gu Masters trembled. When he stomped, the entire Saint Palace shook. With a mere thought, the wolf pack howled, instantly staining millions of li red with blood.
There's a famous saying on Earth: "Political power grows out of the barrel of a gun."
Might makes right, and power is the truth!
But on Earth, it was about gathering people. Besides violence and strength, one had to use righteousness as a cover and harmonize with public sentiment.
Here, however, individual power could surpass the collective. Public sentiment and righteousness became weak. Just look at Fang Yuan now—"I don't give a damn about public anger! Whoever comes, I'll destroy them! Anyone I don't like, I'll slaughter them all!"
He looked down on the masses, trampled on public sentiment, free and unfettered—how delightful!
But Fang Yuan was dedicated to the Great Path, so he had little interest in wantonly killing ants. Today's slaughter was just a small step toward his lofty goal.
Thinking of his goal, Fang Yuan slowly opened his eyes again.
Roar!
A beastly roar shook the clouds.
A hill rose in the distance, and then with a bang, earth and stones exploded as a Dikui Myriad Beast King sprang out, standing five zhang tall.
A cold light flickered in Fang Yuan's eyes, and he sneered, "You're the one."
He immediately commanded the wolf pack to attack. In his mind, thoughts flew like bubbles in a rain, endless and continuous.
Seen from high above, thousands of wolves surged like an unending tide, an awe-inspiring sight.
As they closed in on the Dikui Myriad Beast King, the wolf pack suddenly split into several streams, each scaling the enemy like ants climbing an elephant. At the same time, the Azure Wolves swooped down from above, circling the Dikui Myriad Beast King like birds around a tree.
The Dikui Myriad Beast King leaped into the midst of the wolves, swinging left and right, splattering wolf blood and scattering wolf corpses. Its massive feet stomped down, leaving bloody craters wherever it stepped.
Fang Yuan sat in the clouds with a faint smile.
Under his command, the wolf pack advanced and retreated with composure, speeding up and slowing down as needed, charging in wave after wave to form a battle of many ants devouring an elephant.
The Dikui Myriad Beast King roared incessantly, charging left and right, causing great casualties among the wolves—indeed, it was ferocious.
Meanwhile, in Fang Yuan's mind, Mo Yao let out a soft gasp, slightly surprised by his attainment in enslavement path.
"Tsk, I didn't expect this kid to be so talented. So young, yet controlling tens of thousands of wolves is as natural as breathing to him. He commands with ease, like an arm moving its fingers. Fighting the weak with attrition tactics—he deeply grasps the essence of enslavement path. This is master-level attainment..."
But she was only slightly surprised.
Mo Yao was experienced and knowledgeable, no ordinary Gu Immortal. She was a fairy from a certain generation of Lingyuan Zhai. She had seen many young masters as talented as Fang Yuan.