Bean-Summoning Soldiers (Celebrating Lord Leader Xingqing Buyu)

Fang Xi had never liked the sort of plot where people kept slapping each other in the face.

What hidden identity, getting Monarch Wanbao to make a huge fuss, and then going back and forth... It was actually rather dull.

In his previous life, when he read novels, he often saw the protagonists and villains hiding their identities from each other, escalating a minor conflict into a loss of face, seeking revenge only to be slapped in the face, and then turning it into a deadly feud, inevitably ending with one side's entire sect being annihilated. He found it utterly baffling...

Far too often, some trivial matter or minor conflict would escalate into a life-and-death vendetta. Why bother?

Not to mention the villains losing their entire families, even the protagonists would end up either injured or exhausted. They might even have friends or relatives killed in retaliation by the villain...

It would be better to reveal one's identity openly from the start. Who knew? They might even smile and let bygones be bygones.

For many villains, losing face in front of commoners was unbearable. But if they lost face in front of someone on the same level—or someone stronger—then so be it. As the saying went, one knocked-out tooth had to be swallowed along with the blood. That was exactly how it was.

It also saved a great deal of trouble.

Fang Xi was now very much the sort of person who feared trouble.

As a Nascent Soul Cultivator of Ligou Immortal City, Monarch Wanbao had naturally paid his respects to Zen Master Zhuiyue before.

Even if he did not recognize the person himself, with his Spiritual Eye Technique, he should naturally have recognized these Buddhist prayer beads.

"How is it? Do you still want to continue?"

Fang Xi gently