The Nine Layer Divine Tower is not something the Drought Demon King can handle.

Moreover, this Free Heaven level Divine Artifact has become the highest known level of Divine Artifact; not to mention the Demon King Han Ba, even Fang Yu himself may not be able to destroy it.

With this inhalation.

Fang Yu waved his hand casually.

He communicated through his mind to the Little Elf, instructing to seal it within the Space Great Law for independent existence. At the right moment, he would exile it to another sinister space, allowing it to wreak havoc elsewhere.

The Little Elf understood, immediately grasping his master's intent.

Immediately, a separate Space Great Law was constructed inside the Nine Layer Tower to seal it!

...

Everything returned to normal.

Zhou Hai was petrified on the spot by Fang Yu's earth-shattering methods.

Completely lost for words.

Fear stems from ignorance.

People are always terrified of the unknown.

"Your performance today was impressive... I will break through all ten Demon Kings one by one. Although I said I could spare your life, the creatures of the Demon Cave World will not let you go. If you want to survive... working with me is your only option." Fang Yu turned to Zhou Hai.

Zhou Hai had no choice.

It seemed he had anticipated this outcome.

This was an inevitable path.

If Fang Yu chose to let go, it wouldn't be long before any one of the remaining nine Demon Kings or Demon Generals with a Divine Artifact could easily kill Zhou Hai.

Zhou Hai initially sacrificed himself to gain his current position and power, willingly becoming the Drought Demon King's puppet.

Now...

Having painstakingly acquired everything, he is reluctant to lose it.

Survival, for survival.

Even if losing everything, at least pursuing life is not too much to ask, right?

Zhou Hai had no way out, so he bowed, saying, "Whenever Emperor Yu requires, Zhou Hai will always be at your disposal..."

Fang Yu nodded slightly.

With a raise of his hand, a faint energy magic pattern constructed a strange array pattern.

Floating in the air, like the energy of a Mage.

Zhou Hai was puzzled...

Amid his bewilderment.

The energy entered his body.

Zhou Hai didn't dare resist, staring open-eyed, stammering, "Emperor Yu, what is this..."

"Don't worry, it's a small array energy. With it, I can find you anytime. Since the Drought Demon King incident occurred and disappeared, the other nine Demon Kings will surely send many Demon Generals into human society to seek us out. If you wish to live, it's best to protect this energy." Fang Yu advised.

At this word.

Zhou Hai nodded repeatedly.

It turned out Emperor Yu intends to protect him.

After all...

No one can guarantee when they might face danger.

Although there are many cultivators, not many are above the Heaven Stepping Realm, and their status and position are very high; ordinary people are typically reluctant to give them face. Zhou Hai's biggest worry is, even Demon General level demons can rival the Heaven Stepping Realm. Let alone those Demon Kings?

Not only Zhou Hai.

Fang Yu also found it somewhat bothersome.

If he were alone, there would be no issue, as he could recklessly slay everything.

Indiscriminate assault is fine, just like destroying Japan and the U.S.

But the issue is, the Dragon Vein is located in the Demon Cave, and the Demon Cave World is right beneath the Huaxia World.

Preserving the Huaxia World while obliterating them with a single blow is quite challenging.

...

Fang Yu suddenly remembered someone.

He hasn't visited her in a long time. He wonders how she's doing now.

With this thought.

Fang Yu said quietly, "Let's go back."

The two returned to the manor.

The next morning.

Just as the sun rose...

Fang Yu left the Coastal Manor and headed towards Jiangzhou Huaxia Hospital.

"The demons from the Demon Cave World don't dare attack the five Hall Masters... but would they dare target Xu Zhaopei, a martial artist?" Fang Yu worriedly considered Xu Zhaopei.

She insisted on returning to the hospital to become a doctor back then.

But surprisingly, she persevered, even now she hasn't sought him out.

This parting.

Has lasted fifty years.

A martial artist's lifespan is not as long as a cultivator's.

Frankly speaking...

What man feels content watching those by his side age faster than himself?

Women are particularly so.

How much women care about their appearance.

Appearance fading, elderly, yellowing pearls is a cruel reality no woman wants to accept.

With Fang Yu's current cultivation, reshaping someone's appearance, prolonging their lifespan, is straightforward.

Finding Xu Zhaopei.

There is another, more important reason—a common bloodline.

The common bloodline is extremely precious; with this bloodline, even average cultivators can't compete with her.

However...

He doesn't know if it works against those demons.

If it does, Xu Zhaopei alone could handle several Demon Kings, holding them back.

If thousands attack the human world simultaneously.

Fang Yu's only option would be to destroy them indiscriminately with a single sword strike. But that would inevitably sacrifice many Huaxia humans and cities.

Not long after...

Fang Yu arrived at the gates of Huaxia Hospital.

The scene of his first visit to Huaxia Hospital replayed before his eyes.

An electronic banner hung across the entrance—

"Warmly celebrating our hospital's surgical expert Xu Zhaopei, recipient of the highest medical honor, the Norman Bethune Award."

This surprised Fang Yu.

It had never occurred to him Xu Zhaopei was devoted to studying medicine.

Fang Yu murmured, "This girl, fifty years without seeking me out, is she really so heartless?"

After all, the two have shared an exceptional bond.

No.

It's not that Xu Zhaopei hasn't sought him, but rather, Fang Yu spent those fifty years in the Pure Land World.

With this realization, Fang Yu shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it.

He'd wait until he saw her.

Thus, Fang Yu walked inside.

He saw the inquiry desk and went straight over.

The service staff at the inquiry desk saw Fang Yu and flashed a bright smile, asking, "Hello, sir, how may I assist you?"

Fang Yu glanced around, noticing there weren't many people, and asked:

"I'm looking for your Doctor Xu, mentioned in the banner that Xu Zhaopei."

"Are you looking for our Director Xu?"

"Director?"

"Yes, Doctor Xu is our director... During this time, it's likely inconvenient, the director is in a meeting... Could I ask why you want to see the director?"

"An old friend is looking for her."

An old friend?

The service staff showed a puzzled expression.

These employees and new doctors are all young, with seventy years having passed, countless generations have replaced the old.

They naturally don't recognize Fang Yu.

With Fang Yu's youthful appearance, how could he be the director's old friend?

Fang Yu, experienced, took out his ID card, placed it on the desk, said, "Don't doubt my identity, a first level treatment ID card. If you doubt, scan it."

"Uh..."

The staff was stunned, frozen in place.

First level treatment?

Despite wanting to know who this person is, she lacked the ability to converse with such a significant figure on equal footing.

Out of curiosity and caution, she placed the ID card on the machine at the inquiry desk.

Beep—