Chapter 997 367: Unnameable Entity, Physical Hypnosis Technique!

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The cold sea breeze carried a salty tang as it swept past.

It lifted the strands of hair on Fang Qingyu's forehead, and also stirred the hem of Xu Fu's Dark Gold Bone Robe.

Xu Fu?!

A strong sense of déjà vu seized Fang Qingyu instantly.

This name was too familiar.

It's the name shrouded in mystery from history textbooks.

The alchemist from countless ancient legends who sought the Elixir of Immortality for the eternal emperor.

Memories of the dead ceaselessly attacked his mind.

Fang Qingyu paused.

In those eyes containing the swirling galaxy, a trace of astonishment clearly passed.

Unconsciously blurting out:

"Ying Zheng is?"

Upon hearing this name.

Xu Fu stiffened.

The gray eyes that should have been without ripple suddenly widened at that moment.

Bitterness stretching across two thousand years and more...

Countless complex emotions surged like a tide.

Xu Fu's voice was dry: "I... back then, I was following the order of the Ancestor Dragon... leading three thousand people, crossing the sea... searching for the Immortal Mountain... seeking the Elixir of Immortality..."

"...in the end, it became this... neither human nor ghost form."

Fang Qingyu listened quietly, unable to discern emotions on the Star Crystal-covered face, but his heart was already turbulent.

The broad framework recorded in history was not misleading.

Xu Fu indeed set out east by the order of Emperor Qin Shi Huang to seek the elixir.

But the process and result...

Were far more bizarre than any version Fang Qingyu had imagined.

This bluish-gray corpse before him, was it the final resting place of that legendary alchemist?

He indeed survived in some way.

Spanning the long stretch of two thousand years.

However, the way he "lived"... was incredibly bizarre and alternative.

Fang Qingyu glanced over Xu Fu's inhuman body, then at the three ancient and equally inhuman mummies behind him, a realization dawning in his mind.

He nodded slightly: "I see."

The tone was calm, indistinguishable whether it was a sigh or something else.

Then, Fang Qingyu's gaze fell on the three mummies, still filled with resentment and confusion, restrained behind Xu Fu.

"Who are these three?"

Upon hearing Fang Qingyu's inquiry, Xu Fu was suddenly startled from the bitter memories.

He immediately composed himself, respectfully answering: "Master... these three, are the lucky ones who survived till today among the three thousand that set forth with me back then. They are actually very loyal; once they acknowledge a master, they would loyally follow him to death."

Fang Qingyu heard this, the faint smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to deepen a bit.

"I can see that."

While in the Earth Palace, when the King Corpse showed no hostility towards him.

These three fellows were still recklessly howling and roaring at him, trying to rush up to protect their master.

That reckless loyalty, disregarding the difference in strength.

Was indeed quite fanatical.

Seeing Fang Qingyu's attitude, Xu Fu's heart slightly settled, and he hurriedly promised again: "Rest assured, Master! Although the Earth Palace is now destroyed, just give me some time, and I will surely make them understand, make them loyal to you with no divided loyalty!"

Fang Qingyu heard this, his gaze returning to Xu Fu.

He was not very interested in these blindly loyal mummy subordinates.

What he truly cared about, was the King Corpse who called himself Xu Fu before him.

An ancient person who lived at least two thousand years, someone who could recognize certain things about himself, a willingly surrendered Tier Four combatant.

The secrets and potential value he harbored.

Far exceeded that of the three mummies.

"Hmm." Fang Qingyu slightly nodded his head, acknowledging Xu Fu's guarantee and handling strategy.

"Then I'll give you a few days."

Fang Qingyu's voice returned to its usual indifference, instructing, "For now, find a place to stay outside, I'll head back to the city to handle some things. Once I return, I'll take you away."

Xu Fu listened, immediately bowing deeply, posture extremely respectful: "As you command! Master! Xu Fu awaits your instruction!"

Hearing the word master, Fang Qingyu's brow slightly furrowed almost imperceptibly.

His figure, originally ready to leave as starlight, paused slightly, and without turning back, he said: "From now on, don't call me master."

The voice came clearly through the sea breeze.

"I am Fang Qingyu. As for how you address me... do as you see fit."

As the words fell, Fang Qingyu's figure suddenly blurred, transforming into a dazzling starlight, tearing through the Arctic night's curtain, speeding towards the direction of the City of Injustice, and vanished in an instant into the horizon.

On the sea surface, only Xu Fu and his three mummy subordinates remained.

The biting cold wind swept past, carrying an air of deathly silence.

Only when Fang Qingyu's starlight completely disappeared at the edge of vision did Xu Fu slowly straighten his posture.

The extreme reverence on his face instantly faded.

Replaced by a kind of anger, exasperated at the foolishness of others.

He suddenly turned around, towards the three mummies still glaring at him with ghostly eyes, making meaningless "heh heh" sounds in their throats, and unleashed a torrent of rebuke:

"Heh! Heh! Heh your ass!"

Furious, Xu Fu even forgot the Federation language he had resolved to practice.

Switching to more familiar, dialect-infused speech, pointing at the three corpses' noses, "You three idiots, blockheads, is your brain still filled with the rotten muck from two thousand years ago?! What are you staring for? Discontent?!"

He raised his hand, unceremoniously giving the Red-haired Corpse closest to him a thump on the head.

The thud resonated in its head.

"Am I mad? Huh?! I think you three have lived so long your brains have rotted away!"

Xu Fu became increasingly agitated as he spoke, pointing in the direction Fang Qingyu disappeared, "That scene just now! Are you blind?! Didn't you see Chen Yuanshan that old bastard break through to Tier Four?! That's a true god! A divine body! Not mummies like us surviving on the Earth Palace's lingering aura."