"I don’t know."
Fang Che frowned, looking troubled. "Isn’t Xin Xuri a seed of the Heavenly God Sect? I killed him and disrupted their plans; they will retaliate against , right? Anyway, these people are no good, we should just be careful."
Huo Churan’s connection with the Demon Sect was still sothing he kept to himself.
Better keep it under the na of Heavenly God Sect for now.
He would reveal the Huo Family’s involvent later.
Fang Che ticulously reviewed his plan in his mind, then proceeded with his next steps.
Once the Huo Family made their move, they wouldn’t be able to hide the exposure from him!
"Got it."
Ye ng imdiately lowered her head, her eyes sparkling with a sharp light.
Then, she made an excuse to boil water and imdiately sent the ssage out.
What if the attacker was too strong for her to handle?
Moreover, she couldn’t expose herself.
...
On the other side, Fang Che sent a ssage to Yin Shen Palace: "Reporting to the Sect Hierarch, subordinate Yemo informs that I have been attacking Huo Churan for four days, and Huo Churan has cried; I anticipate the Huo Family will seek revenge, and I plan to deal with them as well!"
Upon receiving the ssage, Yin Shen Palace chuckled with satisfaction and imdiately replied, "Understood."
Then they sent a ssage to Qian Sanjiang: "Ensure Yemo’s safety."
Clearly, Yin Shen Palace knew that Yemo wasn’t just reporting but seeking help.
But Qian Sanjiang was confused.
What does this an?
Yemo in danger?
Damn, I’m a Grand Elder of the Yixin Sect, and now I’m this kid’s personal bodyguard?
So he imdiately set out.
...
That night.
Fang Che didn’t allow Ye ng to sleep in his room but ordered her and himself to hide in a secret compartnt.
He was on full alert.
Expecting a master from the Yixin Sect tonight, if Ye ng carelessly made a move, she could be exposed.
That wouldn’t do.
The secret compartnt wasn’t big.
It just fit the two of them.
Ye ng’s body was tense, trying to minimize her presence. Next to her, Fang Che’s warm, soft breathing made it feel like tiny ants were crawling all over her body.
Fortunately, her training prevailed, and she endured.
"Don’t move, don’t speak, don’t make a noise; lives are at stake," Fang Che whispered.
Ye ng slowly nodded, closed her eyes, and relaxed her body, quietly waiting...
Fang Che also tensed up.
But being next to Ye ng’s youthful and vibrant body, he felt an unusual stirring in his body; he arched like a prawn.
He quickly redirected his thoughts and started strategizing how to deal with the Huo Family.
He harbored a heavy intent to kill towards these families.
Because he knew that all families affiliated with the Demon Sect would eventually do one thing before their identities were exposed: depending on their abilities, they would slaughter all the civilians in their city or district.
Then the entire family would flee to the Demon Sect.
In doing so, they showed their absolute loyalty to the Demon Sect, and in the eyes of both the Demon Sect and the Guardians, there was no going back.
Like offering their heads.
Families like the Xin Family and the Huo Family would start moving, and with no high-level martial artists in the small cities to stop them, rivers of blood could flow overnight.
Including Ding Jie Ran’s Ding Family.
Thus, he kept provoking Huo Churan, first cutting off his cultivation path at the Martial Arts Academy and humiliating him as much as possible to push him to his limits.
It was all for this mont.
Once the Huo Family acted, Fang Che was confident he could gradually push them into the abyss—with no reservations or rcy in his heart.
However, beating up Huo Churan, as satisfying as it might have been, entailed dangerous repercussions.
But there was no other way.
Because the reasons for his actions, along with how and why he received this information, couldn’t be revealed.
He had to figure it out himself.
To everyone else, Fang Che was just showing off and being arrogant, but only he knew that one wrong step could be fatal.
The night slowly deepened.
...
In the neighboring mansion, arrangents were made, and Fan Tiantiao hid there personally.
But he was also troubled: if his people made a move, then their watch over Fang Che could no longer be concealed.
But Fang Che couldn’t die.
What a ss!
On another front.
Qian Sanjiang was already in disguise.
This was the Sect Hierarch’s precious property.
He had to take good care of it.
Deep into the night.
No stars, no moon.
It was already midnight.
Several dark figures silently arrived in the night.
Swiftly, they located Fang Che’s courtyard.
With a swoosh, they effortlessly leapt onto the large trees in the courtyard.
It was quite overt, sowhat careless.
After all, according to their intelligence, Fang Che only had the cultivation of a seventh or eighth-grade martial master, which was really nothing noteworthy, sending a few Little Grandmasters was overkill.
Just a Martial Arts Academy student, how much harm could he do?
But this kid was just too detestable, what has he done to our Huo Churan to deserve such relentless pursuit?
It would be good to kill him.
Tonight was dark and windy, a perfect ti.
The courtyard was silent.
Not even a guard in sight.
The three shared a look and smiled, then simultaneously leapt from the tree.
They headed straight for the main house.
Qian Sanjiang watched from another large tree branch, his eyes sharp and still.
He watched to see if Fang Che could handle it himself.
Hidden weapons ready in his hand.
Regardless, it was still manageable.
The shadows flashed and arrived at the door.
...
Two kept watch.
One approached the door, placed a palm on it, and gently turned; silently, the latch turned to dust.
With a gentle push, the door quietly opened.
The person slipped inside.
He gestured a "mission accomplished" sign behind him and quietly shut the door.
Then all that was heard was a soft "thud."
Then silence.
Inside was still silent.
The person who entered did not co out.
There were no other movents either.
Outside, the two keeping watch were baffled: "???"
What’s going on?
Can you give so reaction, big brother? What happened?
Inside.
The person who entered was sprawled on the bed, sleeping soundly.
However, his complexion was turning blue and purple, which seed sowhat abnormal.
At the head of the bed, a stick of incense was burning slowly, emitting colorless smoke that had no special sll.
This smoke swirled only around the head of the bed and did not spread.
It was the infamous Soul Devouring Fragrance from the Martial Arts World.
Those below Marshal Level would faint upon slling it.
Without an antidote, they would likely sleep until death.
A box of incense, ten sticks along with the antidote, had cost Fang Che thirty school credits!
When Fang Che exchanged for this Soul Devouring Fragrance, he trembled with heartache.
Too expensive!
He also endured the kind of ’seeing a Demon’ gaze from the old man at the credit exchange.
Expensive or despised, it was all necessary.
Although he had already reported it, Yin Shen Palace would definitely have made arrangents, but having soone else handle the trouble versus handling it oneself looked different in the eyes of the upper echelon.
It’s the difference between having capability and the extent of one’s capability.
Thus, reporting was only to ensure that nothing went wrong.
He planned to handle it himself.
He had already wasted one stick since last night.
Otherwise, Fang Che wouldn’t be so frustrated.
—If the Huo Family does not co to assassinate tonight, I will lose another precious stick of Soul Devouring Fragrance.
With a gentle wave of his hand, Ye ng from the secret compartnt extended an iron hook, hooked the person, and dragged him quietly over, Fang Che raised his hand, and a needle silently pierced his throat.
The man died without a sound.
The iron hook moved again, the blanket was pulled up, covering the body on the bed.
"Can this bedding still be used after today?"
From the secret compartnt, Fang Che sighed.
Ye ng silently rolled her eyes.
What ti is it, and you’re worried about whether the bedding can still be used? We’re on the brink of life and death, big brother!
Up in the tree, Qian Sanjiang sighed.
This kid is too cunning.
No one made a move, yet one assassin is already dead!
So easily.
But what ans he used, he still did not know, it was definitely that insidious type of thing. In this regard, he really shared a knack with the Sect Hierarch of the Divine Sect.
No wonder the Sect Hierarch appreciated him.
...
The other two, having waited left and right, finally lost their patience.
With a loud shout, they burst into the room.
Activating their cultivation to see in the dark,
they only saw the bedroom peaceful, soone under the blankets sleeping soundly.
Their brother Hong Fei, who had just entered, was nowhere to be seen. It was as if nothing had happened in the room.
But this was too abnormal!
Where did such a big living person go right after entering?
Both rushed to the bed like whirlwinds, blades gleaming, chopping at the body covered by the blanket.
There was a ’puff’ sound, and blood splattered everywhere.
The person on the bed seed completely unprepared and was brutally chopped. Instantly, he was cut into three pieces.
A head rolled out.
Both grabbed it to examine and were shocked, "Old Du!"
This head turned out to be their new comrade who had just entered!
How did he suddenly end up under the blanket?
And why was there no reaction at all?
For a mont, both were utterly confounded.
But at that mont, they suddenly felt dizzy and their bodies weakened.
The knives dropped from their hands as they fell forward.
Collapsing on the bed.
They were imdiately knocked unconscious.
The knife in their hands loosened, and Old Du’s head rolled out like a ball.
After a while, two needles flew out from the secret compartnt.
They pierced the throats of the two n.
Both n had no reaction.
Then Fang Che kicked his legs, flying out like a dart, with a long knife in hand. The mont he appeared, the blade flashed, and two successive chops.
Puff-puff!
He neatly chopped off two heads.
The sll of blood instantaneously perated the air.
These two strikes were decisively swift.
Even Qian Sanjiang outside was stunned: Don’t they even need questioning?
To just chop them off so cleanly and decisively?
After chopping, Fang Che burned the incense along with the antidote and sat in the dark corner of the room for a while, watching over three corpses.
His expression unchanged.
Once he was sure no one else would co,
he then struck a match, lighting the lamp.
Ye ng finally ca out from the compartnt, her face a bit pale, "Young Master, what should we do now?"
Though she was not very scared, her heart was sowhat apprehensive.
Her current facial expression was only half acting.
In contrast, Fang Che was now truly calm.
"What to do? Just deal with it."
Fang Che opened the door and laid the three headless bodies on the floor.
Then he began to search their bodies one by one.
Golden bills, silver notes, and other identity items, Huo Family tokens, nothing was missing.
Even a fla-shaped identity card indicating the high status of the Huo Family.
Three Little Grandmasters.
Fang Che calmly collected these, then instructed Ye ng, "Find three boxes. The kind that can hold heads, and add so li."
"Uh... okay."
Ye ng seed sowhat flustered as she left.
Not long after, she returned carrying three boxes.
Fang Che one by one matched the identity cards with the heads, arranging them carefully and ticulously.
Then, he dragged the three corpses by the ankles and took them out.
To the corner of the courtyard, he instructed Ye ng, "Co, dig a hole, deep."
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