Fang Shui was an identity Fang Qing had invented on a whim, with no family or past.
But if his identity as "Fang Qing" were discovered, he had relatives. If this world had some method of tracing bloodlines, someone might catch him out!
The thought sent a chill through Fang Qing.
But wipe out the entire Fang Family for his own safety?
He didn't think he could do that.
Besides, suddenly slaughtering so many mortals would itself leave a trail. It would also create immense Causality that could easily be divined!
The perceptions granted by Purple Mansion Divine Abilities were wondrous indeed.
"So... keeping up the identity of 'Fang Shui' still benefits me considerably."
"Last time, I didn't expose my identity or my methods... and that spared me a major risk."
At that thought, Fang Qing felt much lighter, as though he had passed through some hidden tribulation.
"I won't go. You can go in my place. If you need to speak with me, just talk to yourself in your mind..."
Fang Qing spoke to Sangji.
"Your Reverence's powers are boundless!"
Sangji nearly threw himself flat in worship again.
Fang Qing was speechless. He picked up the invitation and toyed with it. "Silver? Interesting..."
"The Great Sun favors gold, and Lunar Yin favors silver. Nothing unusual about that."
Sangji answered as though it were obvious. "If Your Reverence ever visits the summit of Great Snow Mountain and sees the Temple of the Great Sun Wheel, you'll learn what splendor truly means. Gold bricks pave the ground, gold leaf covers the walls... There's also the Cloud-Skimming Golden Summit. When the Great Sun rises in the east, it shines with ten thousand rays of golden light... The Azure Bird Tribe, meanwhile, is fond of silver ornaments."
"Oh?"
Fang Qing grew interested. Sangji