Fox Has No Malicious Intent

"Huff... What are you calling for?"

Ansheng, wielding the Gravity Hammer, listened to a series of "squeak" sounds from the other end of the conversation, which seemed like someone jumping on a bed yelling, with a head full of confusion.

"Calling the Tree Mother's bombing zone! Those Immortals are the most sinister. Don't say suspecting, even the slightest possibility has to be annihilated first!"

"This guy, cannot be spared!"

Sun Xingyao, who was just groggy and speaking indistinctly, entered into a bizarrely excited state after hearing Master Fuli's words, and started talking about killing as soon as he opened his mouth.

This kind of fierce demeanor genuinely subverts the image of the Dragon People Race rooted in Master Fuli's heart.

"It's just a conjecture I mentioned, not certain..." Ansheng felt helpless, holding the phone further away, feeling like Sun Xingyao's saliva was spraying onto his face along the satellite signal:

"So, I'm calling you to ask if there's any recognition method and any strategy to be cautious about when confronting the enemy..."

The various deeds, social structure, folk customs, and the final reasons for the demise of the Dragon People, Ansheng has reached the level of being able to speak about it casually, quite capable of arguing with Wang Ya about history.

But... aside from playful dragons, Ansheng really hasn't seen Dragon People or fought against them.

Year-end holidays are not considered Dragon People, and Sun Xingyao has even altered Dragon People characteristics through plastic surgery.

"The way to identify immortal Dragon People?" Sun Xingyao pondered slightly over the phone and said:

"As for methods, there actually are some, and even two sentences can break their defense. However, I still suggest you report your coordinates to me. They're extremely tricky..."

Master Fuli faces Immortals directly, but Sun Xingyao is not worried about Fuli losing.

Given the current spiritual particle content and fungal density, Immortals can't even manage to forge colonization, with such frail Physique, a brick would hospitalize them.

What Sun Xingyao worries about is the ability of Immortals to shed skin and the talent for surviving replacement.

On Blue Star, the surviving Immortals have maxed out escape skills.

"Tell me the recognition method." Ansheng interrupted Sun Xingyao's sales pitch and asked.

"Alright! If you're insistent..." Seeing that persuasion was temporarily unfeasible, Sun Xingyao didn't continue trying and very plainly revealed the recognition method:

"Firstly, Immortals are essentially Dragon People. We were born in a highly collectivized society, even if ideologically leading to division, we all possess high social responsibility and moral sense..."

"To find out if the other side is Dragon People, shout around them 'You're not invited to the Tian Xing Institute gathering,' or add 'You're not going to ascend as a clan, the Invisible Tree Mother finds you annoying, you're of no good.'"

"Of course, if you think the other side isn't provoked enough, you can also recite: [Yo yo yo, isn't this the legitimate heir without inheritance rights? Guess who got the Invisible Tree inheritance rights?]."

"Sing any of the two sentences, if the Immortal doesn't break defense, then surely it's gay with a masochistic kink, but if the opposite gets angry and lacks a metal shield, hit him with a brick until his head explodes..."

After hearing Sun Xingyao's words, Ansheng slowly typed out a question mark.

"Is your recognition method serious?" Ansheng stared with disbelief at the phone screen.

"It's not false, I stake my life ensuring that when it comes to Immortals, I don't kid." Sun Xingyao stated earnestly.

In fact, the existence of the Invisible Tree is the ultimate pursuit of the Immortal faction, the source of eternal life.

Smelting Invisible Tree raw materials involves the Imperial City's primitive fungal mother strain and gathering the physique and will of all Dragon People at the moment before their demise.

This is a hypothesis proposed by Immortals, yet realized and improved by the followers.

At the instant of the Invisible Tree's smelting, the glorious Dragon-man Civilization was indeed annihilated.

But from a certain angle, the Dragon People had completed the feat of clan ascension, propelling civilization strength from Surface Overlord level to Cosmic level in one leap.

Plucking sun, moon, and crushing stars, all within a single thought.

And because Immortals have no future, they know where the treasures are, yet never grasp them.

Even facing hostility from the Invisible Tree.

The few words Sun Xingyao spoke, although tinged with humor and dramatized, nonetheless reflect the eternal pain and deep despair in Immortals' hearts.

All existing Dragon People, the moment the Invisible Tree unfolded, entered a new homeland woven from will and material. They couldn't freely enter the material realm, but had no reason to come out either.

Immortals could not enter, and with all Dragon People vanished, unable to create a second Invisible Tree.

[You're not invited to the Tian Xing Institute gathering], refers to their predicament.

If Immortals can still hold on, then... Sun Xingyao must have serious doubts about their moral decay.

"True or false?"

Ansheng, with suspicion written all over his face, stopped and looked at the field of ruins before him.

Meanwhile, in the conversation, Master Fuli had already arrived at the location indicated by Jin Wu's flashes of crimson-purple light.

"Listen carefully, I know you're hiding in the ruins..."

"But that's not important, what I'm saying is, the Tian Xing Institute is holding a New Year's gathering, raising glasses, having a great time celebrating Jumping Festival..."

Master Fuli held the phone in his left hand, right hand gripping the Gravity Hammer on his shoulder, calling out heartily.

But.

After shouting a sentence, the ruins before him did not move at all.

Even though Master Fuli had already employed the Power of Will to cover the area in advance, he detected no anomalies whatsoever.

"Are you sure it's reliable?" Master Fuli asked with a hint of doubt on the phone.

"Told you any two sentences, couldn't even withstand one, how can one be in the way of hiding?" Sun Xingyao nonchalantly chose a meme to respond to Master Fuli.

"Then... fine! Anyway, no one's watching, I can shout as loud as I want and the message won't get out..."

Master Fuli's expression turned peculiar, feeling somewhat odd shouting loudly in an open venue.

"Yo! Can still withstand it? Let me guess who's the legitimate heir without inheritance rights..." As soon as Master Fuli spoke, a strong wave of will suddenly surged from the ruins.

"... Scoundrel!"

"Who's on par with those apes!"

An angry male rebuttal echoed in the night sky over the earthquake ruins, a not-so-stable flash of light suspended in the void, revealing the concealed figure fully to Master Fuli.

"Who's on their par, shut up!"

"Upon seeing me, at the very least call me uncle or ancestor!"

The Immortal, enveloped entirely in a white gold-patterned robe, infuriated as though poked at a sore spot, carelessly, vehemently spoke and cursed.

"Holy smokes...."

Master Fuli's eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the phone interface and then at the Immortal.

"It... truly broke defense, getting heated! Angry enough for the robe to float, I saw his... high heels?"

"Really? Although you cursed seriously just now, quickly turn on the video, I also want to curse him a few times!"

Due to the far distance, Sun Xingyao could barely hear the roar, unable to clearly understand the words from the opposite side, could only ask Master Fuli to quickly connect the video call.

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