Almighty Conceited Sovereign

Shoes again!?    

Chi Baishu's face instantly turned red. She finally understood that this young master, who was standing in front of his, really cherished flowers, actually had such a deep grudge against her over his bare feet. But I'm a barefoot person, can I wear shoes just like that?    

Chi Baishu really wanted to tell Fang Shaobai that the reason she wasn't wearing shoes was because he had yet to see the person who would wear her shoes. Unfortunately, those words were still a bit bashful for Chi Baishu, and couldn't leave her mouth.    

"I … I'll wear it in the future!"    

Chi Baishu ambiguously replied as she quickly dodged to the side.    

"Chief Li, Chief Zhang, I am truly sorry to implicate you two this time. You should all leave. After all, this matter was caused by me alone, and it has nothing to do with you two. You don't have to …"    

Facing these Dragon-Breaking Mountain Clan Masters who were both advancing and retreating, Chi Baishu felt a deep regret. If it wasn't because she had lost, they wouldn't have fallen into such an awkward situation.    

Just a moment ago, they were filled with righteous indignation due to Fang Shaobai saying that she would only use one sword attack, and had taken the initiative to shout that if Chi Baishu lost and became someone's servant, they would also accompany him. The reason was because they did not think that Fang Shaobai had the ability to defeat Chi Baishu with one strike.    

But now, Fang Shaobai had more than defeated Chi Baishu with a single sword strike, she had simply lost by half a sword strike, because Fang Shaobai had not unleashed his full power with that sword strike. If she had used his full power earlier, Chi Baishu would have died long ago.    

The power of this sword attack was incredibly strong. As they recalled the scene where the sword attack produced 128 sword shadows, all of the chief's minds were still unable to calm down.    

To be honest, the radiance of that sword attack had already been deeply imprinted into the minds of the village chiefs. Just by relying on this sword, he would be able to die with his eyes closed. Towards such a powerful strength like Fang Shaobai, they were convinced from the bottom of their hearts.    

If these bandits, who were used to eating large chunks of meat and drinking large mouthfuls of wine, were to be their followers, it would be even worse than killing them. It was impossible to get used to shouting from others to listening to others.    

However, it was impossible for them to go back on their word. There were eighteen big villages in Dragon Breaks Mountain, but the reason Chi Baishu had such a good relationship with the few village chiefs was not only because of her alliance of interests, but also because of the fact that she was compatible with them. Since Chi Baishu had kept her promise and kept her credibility, they naturally did not want to be left behind.    

If Fang Shaobai, the winner, did not take the initiative to speak, they could also be considered to have tacitly agreed to what they had said just now. But when Chi Baishu opened his mouth to speak, it actually stirred the arrogance in their bones.    

The bearded man did not wait for Chi Baishu to finish, and directly interrupted him: "Chieftain, don't say anymore, I, Li Shankui will speak first, how can I go back on my words? It's not your fault, it's me, Li Shankui, who is looking at you through the crack in the door. "From today onwards, I will be this person. What is your name, young master?"    

Li Shankui was very embarrassed. Damn, he had already lost to someone else as his follower, but he didn't even know the name of the future Young Master.    

Fang Shaobai also realized that the bearded man's awkward look was funny, and she started to have a good impression of these bandits.    

"My surname is Fang, from Black Mountain City, and my name is Xiao Bai."    

Black Mountain City?    

It seemed that the bearded man had never heard of the name of this small city, so he was somewhat confused. Which small city could be so powerful to produce such a genius?    

However, do not ask where the hero is from, although the Black Mountain City is not famous, it does not affect the bearded man's respect for Fang Shaobai.    

"Okay, Young Master Fang, from now on, I, Li Shankui will be your follower. As long as you give the order, I, Li Shankui, will not hesitate to ascend the mountain of blades and descend the sea of flames. "    

"Young Master Fang, I, Zhang Zhenshan, am also like this!"    

"As a man, I will never be able to keep up with his words. Even if we are bandits, we will still keep our promise. From today onwards, I will be a follower of the Young Master Fang!"    

The development of the situation was far beyond Chi Baishu's expectations, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open. Alright, before she even finished speaking, these bastards actually vied to be someone's lackey, could it be that being a lackey was really that fun?    

However, thinking about it made her feel relieved.    

The chief of these bandits were all monkeys. How could they be willing to be the foundation for others? Was it not because she had taken a fancy to Fang Shaobai's valiant strength? Whether it was intentionally or unintentionally, she decided to climb up the mountain and bet her freedom on Fang Shaobai's great future.    

This was human nature as well.    

All the people in the world came for profit, without any benefits or dreams, who would be willing to be a follower?    

Towards these petty psychological schemes, Fang Shaobai had always felt that it was harmless. Thus, she withdrew her heroic spirit and returned all the bandits' leaders to her account. She could only smile wryly in her heart. The f * ck, they didn't even have much of a foundation yet, yet they had more and more subordinates. Who knew how much it would cost to raise such a group of followers?    

Fang Shaobai pondered. After Ice City is done with her things, shouldn't she get his own businesses to build up? If she didn't get his own businesses, the treasures she would loot from others wouldn't even be enough to cover the consumption of her subordinates for two to three months.    

However, even if he wanted to build a base, it would take at least two or three days. But in front of him, after taking in all these subordinates, the worst out of them all was Ninth Level Martial Ancestor.    

Fang Shaobai thought for a moment, gritted her teeth, and stomped her feet. Oh no, you bastards, he decided to take out some of the treasures she got from the Blood Clan Treasury, and use these treasures to give herself face, to win their hearts. At the same time, she had also increased her own power.    

Whoosh!    

Fang Shaobai waved her hand, and a few things suddenly appeared in front of him. There was the tyrannical meteor hammer, the unremarkable three foot long blade, and even the three meter long silver spear.    

Fang Shaobai had found a lot of things in the Blood Family Treasury, but it was definitely not much. There were only twenty-three complete Ancient Mystic Soldiers. Other than him who had refined her own broken gold sword, there were only twenty-two remaining.    

He gave Luo Er a mouthful of water attribute Mystic Soldiers, leaving him with twenty-one. He had originally decided to bring them back to the Cloud Sea Sect to give to his most important people.    

Now, he had to take out nine of them in one go. His heart was bleeding.    

What made Fang Shaobai almost vomit blood, was that when he took out these things, these Mountain Thieves actually looked down on him a little. Although they tried their best to hide their disgust for him, they were still unable to completely hide it.    

Damn it, what kind of eyes are these? Do they just dislike these things as Mystic Soldiers? Damn, this is an Ancient Mystic Soldiers, an Ancient Mystic Soldiers that no one can buy with money. A bunch of indiscernible things. Serves you right that you can only use ordinary treasures for your entire life.    

But that's good too, the more you dislike it, the more you will not believe it. When you find out about the wonders of the ancient Mystic Soldiers, it would shock you to death.    

Fang Shaobai restrained her urge to slap her hands, coughed twice, and said slowly: "Since you all call me Young Master, then I cannot be stingy, since there are some good things on me, I will give you one then."    

"Young master, there's no need. The reason why we are willing to follow Young Master is because the Young Master is strong, and furthermore, "the bearded Li Shankui scratched his head, obviously he had not studied much and his words were poor, and he couldn't find a suitable reason to shirk his Mystic Soldiers's greeting gift, but he was afraid that he would be too hasty and cause the Young Master to lose face.    

They could only look at Chi Baishu for help.    

Chi Baishu, however, did not seem to notice it. His beautiful eyes were staring straight at the scarlet strip of cloth in front of Fang Shaobai.    

Seeing that, Fang Shaobai was immediately amused, she rolled her eyes, and immediately threw the red cloth over to Chi Baishu.    

"Really, your eyes are pretty good when it comes to eating sweet potatoes. There are so many good things here, and only this corydalis fructus is suitable for you to refine."    

Chi Baishu received the corydalis fructus, and her eyes immediately revealed a look of surprise. This corydalis fructus looked like a red cloth, but in reality, it was not cloth at all.    

"Young master, is there anything special about the corydalis fructus?" Chi Baishu had a face full of curiosity.    

"Of course, firstly, this corydalis fructus is weaved from the silk of an ancient demon beast called the Blood Weeping Silkworm. The reason why it's red is because it's made from the blood of the silk." Of course, of course, of course, this corydalis fructus is made from the silk of an ancient demon beast called the Blood Weeping Silkworm.    

"What?"    

When the bandits heard this, their faces immediately turned pale with fright. Their faces were full of disbelief. What a joke! With just this red cloth, he was able to counteract 30% of the water attribute power of a water attribute martial skill. Didn't that mean he was the nemesis of all water attribute martial artists?    

For instance, if a fire or water attribute martial artist with similar cultivation were to cancel 30% of the martial skills they used in battle, then how could they continue fighting with others and just wipe their own necks?    

It was just a piece of torn cloth, was he really that capable?    

It's just that because it had suffered some injuries, it lost two of the nine ancient runes and the remaining seven had turned the corydalis fructus from a Grade 1 treasure into a Grade Nine Xuan Weapon. Even so, with the support of the seven runes, the corydalis fructus was still able to use a small amount of power from its original Grade 1 treasure, able to lock down a hundred meter high mountain, pull up a hundred meter high mountain, transform it into a belt every hour, and have the ability to defend itself against thirty percent of all kinds of damage. Most importantly, it was able to act as a mount, step on the red silk and fly ten thousand meters in the air.    

Stunned!    

Fang Shaobai had not even finished speaking when all the bandits were already stunned.    

It was just a red strip of cloth, yet it could be so powerful. Wasn't this boast a little too much? However, if this was really just bragging, then Young Master Fang's skin would be too thick.