"P-Pretener, calm your anger!"
The cultivators of the Rebirth Gang did not know the contents on the blueprint. At the moment, seeing Fang Mo grow angry, they hurriedly leaned down to explain. "This junior is unable to decipher the contents upon this secret text, causing Senior to rage..."
"Do not panic, it has nothing to do with you."
Fang Mo took a deep breath. "It is only because the owner of this blueprint is an old friend of mine, so I could not help myself for a moment..."
"What?"
The burly cultivator opposite him looked somewhat startled upon hearing this. "Senior knows the creator of this ancient secret scroll?"
"Mn."
Fang Mo rubbed his brow. "Originally, I really couldn't be bothered to participate in this matter, but now it is different. I must personally take a look at that spirit beast first..."
"Ah?"
Upon hearing this, the expression on the burly cultivator's face also appeared somewhat unnatural. "This... Could it be that Senior, you too are interested in that spirit beast..."
"No, I am merely somewhat curious about this matter."
Fang Mo shook his head. "The small animals I like most in my life are doggies, furthermore my divine artifacts are so numerous I cannot finish using them, I fundamentally have no need to use any living things to refine magical treasures. It is purely because this matter involves an old friend of mine, so I intend to pay it some attention."
On that specific point, Fang Mo was truly not lying.
He was indeed not interested in spirit beasts, but if this was a trap Deadpool had specially dug for himself, then the situation would be somewhat different... Fang Mo was genuinely a bit curious as to what kind of trap this was.
After all, the other party mentioned