The stars shifted, and time flew.
Time flew.
In the blink of an eye, another hundred years had passed.
Black Forest Sea.
The Jiuzhou Sect's station.
Fang Xi was half reclining in a soft chair. Beside him sat a devastatingly beautiful woman, feeding him a spirit fruit.
In his arms, he was also fondling a three-tailed demon fox.
It had to be said that Su San's fur was sleek and smooth, with an exquisite feel. It was even softer than the finest ten-thousand-year Heavenly Silkworm Silk brocade, and he was becoming somewhat addicted to it.
After fiercely ruffling the fox's fur one more time, Fang Xi casually tossed Little Fox aside.
Little Fox yelped a few times on the ground, then rolled over and transformed into a devastatingly beautiful young woman. A trace of reproach showed in her eyes as she looked toward Fang Xi.
How could he toss her aside the moment he was done with her?
Though she was only a little pet, this treatment was too...
Fang Xi could not be bothered with her. He merely took out a Green Gourd, drank another mouthful of spirit wine, and only then let out a long breath. "Well? Have you thought it over? What's wrong with becoming 'Madam Fragrance'? Divine Path cultivators have extremely long lifespans, and you can continue advancing bravely..."
In truth, the Dao Court had far too many vacant official positions, and he was searching everywhere for people to fill the gaps.
Especially high-level cultivators!
As for these little pets, their lives and deaths had always been in his hands. What harm was there in adding another restriction?
Fang Xi even wanted to recruit some foreign races, thereby dismantling the potential Alliance of Myriad Races.
'Madam Fragrance' was a divine office, but unfortunately, its rank was