Heavenly Ranking

Chapter 89 Goal
Ji Fuyou looked in the direction where Fang Tianhua and the others' convoy disappeared, and felt that the scene was somewhat familiar.

He couldn't help but think of Pei Zhaoye, who was now gone forever...

Is it really that simple to manage relationships between people?
They either recruit or suppress.

They either use coercion or bribery.

However, I think this applies not only to relationships between individuals, but also to relationships between nations.

Essentially, it's all about applying maximum pressure and pushing things to the limit.

Never leave its origins.

It doesn't matter if it's simple and crude, as long as it works.

"Pang Hu and his group were working for this Young Master Fang, and I ended up killing them on Lion Mountain. I wonder if they found out about that. If they did..."

We must kill them; strike first!
Ji Fuyou paused slightly as his thoughts reached this point.

only……

The Fang family is not comparable to a wealthy merchant like Zhou Heng who has some money.

Trying to deal with this young master Fang in the same way as Zhou Heng would inevitably lead to serious consequences.

He couldn't possibly kill Fang Mingcheng as well, just to solve the problem once and for all.
Fang Mingcheng is Fang Qiyun's father.

If the problem cannot be solved directly and at its root...

"The only way is to start with Fang Qiyun."

Ji Fuyou frowned.

He had no intention of getting involved in the struggle between Fang Qiyun and Fang Tianhua for the future leadership of the Fang family.

But now, Fang Tianhua has brought people to block the door as a warning, and there's also the hidden danger left by the previous killing of Pang Hu's team...

Ji Fuyou's thoughts suddenly stopped at this point.

He immediately calmed down.

"I've misunderstood."

He calmed down.

"Why do I find Fang Tianhua's case so troublesome? It's because my thinking hasn't broken out of the original rules, and I'm still treating Fang Tianhua and the Fang family, such a behemoth, with the attitude of a 'billionaire'."

They were no longer part of the ordinary class.

At best, they can enter the wealthy class.

Consumer attitudes and values ​​have changed.

But worldview...

as always.

"My mental energy level has reached 20.4. What does this mean? A future high-level mental energy user!"

His mindset became increasingly stable.

"If I can take another step forward and become a high-level spiritual energy user, then I shouldn't be the one who needs to worry or fear."

His gaze followed the direction the convoy had gone: "It was Fang Tianhua!"

He paused, then added, "Even... the entire Fang family!"

A high-level spiritual energy user is more valuable than a high-level martial artist!
Compared to master-level martial artists, they are only slightly inferior!

Spiritual beings of this level are few and far between, even in the entire Chu State.

The key point is that he can get promoted to full professor!

When the time comes, if he's willing, he can simply stand next to Fang Qiyun...

Without even needing to express his opinion, Fang Mingcheng's mind was already tipped in favor of Fang Qiyun in choosing the future heir of the family.

Fang Tianhua was immediately relegated to obscurity.

Perfect timing! He planned that if he could be promoted to Senior Rank within a month, he would go with Fang Qiyun to try and compete in the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament.

These two matters can be handled together at the moment.

and so……

Set a small goal!

Ji Fuyou said calmly, "One month, and I'll be promoted to full professor!"

The moment his mind was tempered by this ordeal, he felt that the minor flaws in life were not worth laughing at, and the world before him was vast and boundless.

"The roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high. Even when the wind stops and it comes down, it can still stir up the vast ocean."

The next day, Ji Fuyou arrived at a small pool in a corner of Huanglong Mountain according to his original plan and began to move the materials for setting traps toward the third floor of Huanglong Cave.

Because the mist in Huanglong Cave lingered for a long time, there were already more than a dozen hunting teams inside.

These teams came from Chiyang City and twelve other cities in Chuzhou. Each team had a different number of members, totaling nearly one hundred people.

However, the increasingly dense fog seemed to distort the original topography of the first and second levels of Huanglong Cave.

Often, geological structures that shouldn't appear on the first or second level of Huanglong Cave appear, making it unclear whether these places originally belonged to Huanglong Cave and were only recently discovered, or...

They are already in another world.

However, this otherworldly realm is compatible with the Huanglong Cave landscape, making it impossible to distinguish between the two even through soil analysis.

With the internal space distorted, the hunters couldn't even explore the foggy area properly, so they naturally didn't have much time to come to the third level, which was not yet covered by fog.

In addition, Ji Fuyou would hide the things he brought, so no one noticed anything unusual throughout the day.

……

"Next, just wait patiently!"

Ji Fuyou arrived at the pit and, without affecting its condition, placed some sulfur in it.

After briefly checking the time, he calmed down and waited attentively.

"The time required in the dream is almost up, but there seems to be a delay each time, and it's completely unpredictable..."

Because of this irregularity, Ji Fuyou could only wait passively for the opportunity to strike.

"Compared to other mutated creatures, I can at least see through its details, but this mutated blood skeleton, I've challenged it no less than thirty times in my dreams, and so far I haven't seen any hope of defeating it..."

He looked at the prepared straw figures and dust...

I just hope this explosion will actually work.

otherwise……

He turned his gaze to the abyss several hundred meters away.

His escape route, the escape route he had prepared for himself, was right there.

As he pondered, his gaze returned to the tablet in his hand.

There was a 3D model of the mutated blood skull, which analyzed the mechanical structure of this undead creature in detail.

What locations should be attacked to throw it off balance? What should be destroyed to interrupt its offensive?

The markings are very clear.

In addition, he had already completed the modeling of the surrounding terrain, and he had memorized the coordinates of each area.

Even if a fog rolls in, and he doesn't even need to use his mental perception, the spear he throws will still accurately hit every coordinate point.

These coordinates also take into account the movement characteristics of the mutated blood skeleton, striving to accumulate advantages little by little until they can finally deliver a fatal blow.

Dust explosions are the main killing move, but that doesn't mean he doesn't make other preparations.

time flies.

Ji Fuyou continuously inspected the cave, filling in any gaps and ensuring that no detail was overlooked.

At the same time, without affecting his mental state, he continuously used dream control techniques to enter the dream world, preparing contingency plans for counterattacks and retreats if the mutated blood skeleton was not killed by the explosion.

One day, two days, three days...

Unlike in the past when it might take five, six, seven, or eight days, this time, it only took until the afternoon of the fourth day for a thick fog to spread out as clearly as if it were visible to the naked eye.

Almost the instant the fog appeared, the tablet in Ji Fuyou's hand went dark.

Without the slightest hesitation, he stomped on the flat plate and then strode forward, instantly activating a simple device next to the pit.

Instantly, the dust from the straw figures already placed around the pit spread and filled the pit—in a cave, and specifically a cave pit, this dust could float for at least 10 minutes.

After making the arrangements, Ji Fuyou leaped up and quickly rushed towards a platform forty meters away that was more than ten meters off the ground.

The platform is small, about two meters square.

But at this point, specially made short guns had already been placed on top, positioned in the most suitable positions for holding them.

There are also some props scattered around the platform.

He barely hesitated before quickly taking out a crossbow bolt, igniting the flammable material on the arrowhead with a flint, thus creating a makeshift rocket.

The rocket is referring to...

It was the crater, more than ten meters deep, thirty meters away, that was about to "refresh" and reveal a mutated blood skull!
Everything is ready!

(End of this chapter)