The Sickness Scripture Emerges, the Spring Hunt Ends

Li Fanming said, "Y-you aren't the Plague Lord in disguise, are you?"

Some people chuckled, while others took it seriously and stared at Fang Yun nervously.

Fang Yun laughed dumbly and slowly walked forward.

"Explain yourself before coming any closer!" A Qing Kingdom Metropolitan Graduate was exceptionally nervous.

Ji Shouyu helplessly rolled his eyes at that Metropolitan Graduate. "This is Void Sage Fang."

Li Fanming laughed. "You might be the Plague Lord in disguise too."

Everyone burst into laughter.

As Fang Yun walked, he said, "The demon barbarians in the Metropolitan Graduate Hunting Ground have basically been wiped out. We're safe now. Once the time comes and the Spring Hunt ends, we can return. Everyone, rest for now. When the time comes, the saints will surely use Sacred Power to help us."

"This time, the Plague Lord should be dead through and through. If he still isn't dead, I'll bash my head against a wall!" Gao Yong complained.

Sun Renbing nodded. "After the Ten Kingdoms gathered, not a single person died. Void Sage Fang deserves the greatest credit!"

"Calling him the leader of the Human Race might be excessive, but he can certainly be called the leader of the Metropolitan Graduates!" Yan Yukong said.

Everyone nodded.

"No, there's something wrong with the Literary Ranking!"

"What is it?"

Fang Yun took out his Official Seal to check the Literary Ranking. Jing Kingdom's ranking value had already reached twelve million, and it was still rising at a rate of one hundred thousand every breath.

Fang Yun stood stunned. Twelve million—it was simply illusory. No matter how he thought about it, it could not possibly be real.

"I understand. It has to do with the two Half-Sage Incarnations!"

"Right!" Qiao Juze slapped his thigh.

"A Demon Marquis is worth one thousand, a Demon