Chapter 351: Severed Neck, Stolen Head
For an ordinary person, killing someone was extremely difficult. This was why there existed people who argued with their neighbor all their life and cursed at then hoping theyd die an early death, yet the neighbor continued to live well into their eighties, sometimes even outliving the person cursing at them.
For a bandit, however, such a thing was not difficult. When a bandit wanted someone dead, all they had to do was stab a de into that persons heart, or even just slit their neck and the person would die. Sometimes whether someone died or not wasnt a matter of difficult or easy, but how much one actually dared to bare a knife.
Fang Xing was without a doubt the kind of person who dared. The Huangfu n had caused Tie Rukuangs death, thus he hated the Huangfu n. Since he hated the Huangfu n, he wanted their young master dead. For their young master to die, it was only natural hede and give him a taste of his de.
The Huangfu ns young master wasnt any ordinary person, however, and sticking a de in him wasnt something so simple. He was the young master of the Huangfu n, the epted number one elite of all Jambu, and someone whod already reachedte Foundation Stage at only thirty-five years old. He knew countless spells and techniques, was the owner of countless treasures and weapons, and there were countless powerful masters protecting him by his side. It would not have been a simple task for anyone to kill him, and it could even be said perhaps not a single person within all of Jambu would have dared to even consider it.
But Fang Xing<em>was</em>bold enough to do so, and he wanted to kill.
First, he used the Mask of Wanluowhich could now help him hide his cultivation level on top of allowing him to change his appearance to someone elsesto sneak into the group of maids for a period of time. From there, he used the unnamed skill and fused it with his cultivation for that all-important attack.
This was a very dangerous method, albeit an extremely effective one. Pouring all of his cultivation power into that single attack was the same as blocking off any alternate options. If that attack had failed, he would have been as good as dead, yet the strike he performed had ended up more powerful than words could describe, to the point even Fang Xing himself wasnt certain hed be able to survive it unharmed if it had been used against him. Fang Xings boldness had allowed him to merge all of these factors into action, and this single strike bore extremely effective results: the young masters severed neck.
This young master of the Huangfu n was truly pitiable. In truth, if hed been prepared, he would not have been any weaker than Fang Xing. Factoring in the young masterste-Foundation Stage power, although Fang Xing might be able to tie in purity of Qi thanks to his mid-quality purple foundation, there wasnt anyparison to be made when it came to the usage orprehension of various spells and techniques. When considering the number and quality of weapons and tools, theparison was even more lopsided.
But such things were useless nowFang Xing hadnt given him the chance to show off any of these things. Fang Xing was clearly a cultivator, but hed used a method that only those from the ordinary realm would use: close-range physical assassination.
A severed neck, a stolen head.
The attack had happened so suddenly and without warning that no one even had time to react. Watching the still-standing headless body, many believed they were dreaming. It was only three breathster that the red-armored guard directly below the tform let out a heart-wrenching shout, Young Master!
Such Impudence. Such impudence.<em>Such impudence</em>.
It was here that Huangfu Qin came to his senses, and he began chasing with maddened desperation towards where Fang Xing had fled. He was still sopletely in shock by what had transpired that all he could do was repeat that single phrase.
At the same time Huangfu Qielian flew out, a countless number of shadows fluttered out from the temporary pce like a collection of fireworksthe Golden Cores from the Huangfu n and Eight Bewitched Followers whod been there at the time. There were over ten of them, and they all growled while chasing towards Fang Xing with a single thought in their minds: they<em>had</em>to catch him.
Disastrous!
Unbelievable!
The Huangfu ns young master had actually been assassinated right after aplishing so much and stepping outside the Mysterious Domain. People didnt even dare to imagine how serious this wasall they could feel was the chill of terror.
The title young master hadnt been given for no reason, and the fact he was referenced as such could only mean all the blood and sweat of the n, its elders, and its seniors had been funneled into him. The resources and time spent on him in the past thirty years had been an astronomical amount. He represented the hopes and name of the entire Huangfu n; to an extent, he represented the Huangfu ns future.
Yet such an important person, during such an important moment, was murdered in public. If the Budding Soul Stage grand elder of the n knew about this, it was unimaginable what would happen.
All these Golden Cores were left with a single goal: they had to capture that little brat and immediately kill him!
<em>Boom boom boom</em>!
None of the Golden Core cultivators held anything back. They continuously teleported vast distances while wing towards Fang Xing like a collection of roaring dragons. They couldnt even ept the<em>possibility</em>Fang Xing might escapeif he was not killed, this hatred couldnt be resolved.
It was at this moment, however, that arge g in the air suddenly tore itself into pieces, causing arge amount of ck smoke to scatter about in the Golden Cores path. It was the g of Ten Thousand Spirits, and in order to help Fang Xing escape, it had directly blown itself up, releasing an enormous amount of blood essence and hundreds of beast spirits that attacked with their final blows.
The scene was like ink pouring out onto a clean paper. Half the sky was covered in darkness, and within that darkness was Fang Xing, as though he wished to devour the sky in its entirety. The Golden Cores of the Huangfu n were in the sunlight, and they dashed towards the darkness with an uncontroble amount of rage, as though they wished to tear that section of the sky apart.
Golden Cores were only able to teleport where things were stable and ordered, and the more unstable and chaotic an area was, the more force theyd have to exert and the more likely there would be harmful bacsh. The g of Ten Thousand Spirits had self-destructed to disturb the rules of the heavens and earth, disrupting the Golden Cores teleportation so Fang Xing could have more time to escape!
However, the explosive power of the g of Ten Thousand Spirits was only enough to halt the Huangfu cultivators for less than six breaths. Huangfu Qin roared in anger as a colored ssntern flew out from his sleeve. It was so bright it lit up his entire portion of the sky, and wherever it shined upon, the dark fogas well as the beast spirits who were trying to stop the enraged Golden Coreswere all torn away. Within a mere six breaths, the inked half of the sky had been wiped clean.
Kill kill kill<em>kill kill</em>! Huangfu Qin shouted in near hysteria towards where Fang Xing had fled. That brat<em>must</em>be killed!
Despite the g of Ten Thousand Spirits self-destruction, Fang Xing had only managed to get a few dozen miles more distance and his tiny silhouette was still visible from time to time.
That little brat is extremely fast. Activate your flying tools; he cannot escape, no matter what!
The Huangfu n cultivators shouted while activating their flying tools and began chasing after Fang Xing and the golden crow while leaving behind streamers of light.
Fang Xing sat on the back of the golden crow while holding the head of the Huangfu ns young master in his hands. Old Peng, it is my fault you lost your ce. I will help you find a suitable body, he coldly told the Peng King inside his Sea of Consciousness.
The g of Ten Thousand Spirits had originally been the Peng Kings suggestion and was crafted with the beast spirits within the Prison Abyss. The purpose the Peng King exined at the time was not only to bring a great improvement to Fang Xings overall battle prowess, but to also make it easier for Fang Xing to help him find a new body to take over. Yet who would have anticipated that before Fang Xing had even freed him, the g of Ten Thousand Spirits would be destroyed and all that purpose and effort was lost.
The Peng King, however, seemed to be in a rather good mood after hearing Fang Xings words. Hehe, if you wanted me to self-destruct the g of Ten Thousand Spirits for someone else, I perhaps might not have agreed, but for the sake of killing the young master of that Huangfu n I would do it a thousand times over. Understanding the beast tribes had a deep enmity with the Huangfu n, Fang Xing did not speak any further.
Suddenly, a weak spirit sense was released from the head of the Huangfu ns young master. Why kill me?
Nn? Fang Xing looked down and saw that even though the head had been severed, the young masters vitality still hadnt beenpletely depletedhis eyes were still blinking and the lotus flower mark between his brows shed as well. From the looks of it, it seemed as though that lotus flower mark was protecting his spirit sense, allowing it to remain for a much longer period of time. If someone were to ce his head back onto his body right now, it might even be possible he could still live, but he was currently nothing more than a head that couldnt even speak; all he could do was pass messages to Fang Xing using a very weak spirit sense.
Fang Xing raised the head up, looked directly into his eyes, and snickered. Why did I kill you? Because Im Fang Xing and youre the young master of the Huangfu n. Is that not enough? There even seemed to be some kind of mes flickering in the depths of Fang Xings gaze.
The young master blinked and sent over a message with great difficulty. The enmity between us is not enough tomit murder. Let me go back, and all the previous enmity will be cleared.
Fang Xing began tough. Suddenly, he raised his hand and pped the young master a dozen times before clenching his teeth. Not enough tomit murder? Do you know Old Tie has already died? If it had been before, of course it wasnt enough tomit murder. I was even f*cking hiding from all of you, yet you still kept pursuing me? If youd only pursued me, that would have been fine, but why the hell did you have to involve Old Tie?
The young masters cheeks had been cut by Fang Xings ps, and he quickly blinked while sending over another message. If you kill me theres no way you will ever be able to escape. If you dont kill me the favor you receive from the Huangfu n would be beyond imagination. While he spoke, a countless number of golden lights continued to streak towards them, drawing steadily closer.
The Golden Cores of the Huangfu n were doing everything they could to catch Fang Xing, and not even the golden crows speed could get rid of thempletelyit seemed as though getting caught was simply a matter of time. On the other hand, Fang Xing was heavily wounded, the g of Ten Thousand Spirits had been destroyed, and there seemed to be no chance for him to escape whatsoever. Although the young master of the Huangfu n was nothing more than a head right now, his outlook and words were still extremely urate.
Hahahaha. Fang Xing began tough when he heard this, and theughing was so pronounced it reopened the wounds on his chest and left him in a fit of coughing. Youre still trying to threaten me even now? He sent a sharp re at the young masters eyes. You really think Id be finished after killing just you?