Threaten A Nascent Soul Realm.

Fang Yuan's face twitched.

He had read those plotlines. Thought they were ridiculous.

But then again… he had a system.

If that existed, what else could?

Well, he would not have believed it either until his own life started to feel like one of those novels he read about.

Nope.

Absolutely not.

"Brother?" Fang Tian's voice cut through his thoughts.

Fang Yuan snapped out of his reverie like a man waking from a dream.

"No—no! Absolutely not!" Fang Yuan blurted, face twisting in something between panic and secondhand embarrassment. "Immortals are… immoral!"

Fang Tian blinked.

"…What?"

The silence that followed was heavier than a mountain.

Fang Yuan coughed violently into his sleeve, trying to bury both the moment and his soul at once. "Ah… I mean… Ah…"

Fang Tian didn't make a move. Not did he make a pipsqueak.