An expression of utter absurdity appeared on his face.
As if he had heard a colossal joke.
"You really intend to target the patriarch... plan against Jiang Taixuan?!"
Jiang Chengyue’s voice was dry and hoarse, full of incredulity.
In his expectation, after Fang Qingyu and the others had witnessed that hellish truth firsthand, what they should do most imdiately was to seek assistance from Shangjing, mobilize reinforcents from the Divine Managent Bureau, or even higher echelons of the Federation.
Instead of... instead of planning to assassinate a Tier Three Martial Saint with their re Tier Two selves!
This was akin to a moth darting into a fla, seeking death.
However, Fang Qingyu rely watched him calmly, nodding once more.
Eyes that unmistakably conveyed.
Yes, that is exactly the plan.
Imdiately, at once.
Jiang Chengyue looked at Fang Qingyu’s serious expression, then glanced at Wei Banng, Chu Kuanglan, Lu Jiuyuan beside him who, despite their grim faces, shared equally resolute eyes, and even the quiet little girl...
The absurdity in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by an incredibly complex emotion.
Shock? Bewildernt?
And a faint flicker of revival of hope, which even he hadn’t noticed.
Jiang Chengyue’s Adam’s apple moved with difficulty, taking a deep breath as if making a certain determination.
The voice remained hoarse, but began to carry a hint of clarity:
"His current state... is not good. Very bad."
"The Gluttonous Stomach... is not omnipotent. Forcibly converting the Qi Blood vitality of a Martial Arts Grandmaster, or even lower-tier martial artists, into the overwhelming life force needed at the Martial Saint level has an atrociously low conversion rate! Like a drop in the ocean! Moreover, the conversion process itself is a burden and wear on his decaying body."
"In recent months, the pressure on the front lines has been enormous, and the availability of high-quality ’Blood Source’ has been dwindling. The patriarch... Jiang Taixuan’s Qi Blood deficit has reached an extrely dangerous level, like a leaking broken bucket that’s impossible to fill. His aura fluctuates, extrely unstable, and his complexion is haggard as though truly a walking corpse. Based on my... based on my last judgnt in the council room before I left, the strength he can maintain now is likely barely twenty to thirty percent of his peak!"
Jiang Chengyue paused, a cold calculation and cruel reality flashing in his eyes:
"Most importantly, he can’t easily make a move! Every use of Power would accelerate his already severely depleted Qi Blood consumption! Like burning his last bit of fuel; once he acts, his condition would only worsen, growing weaker and weaker! This is his fatal weakness!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu and the others had their eyes light up.
This information was critically important.
Yet, Jiang Chengyue’s ensuing words were like a basin of icy water, dousing the small fla of hope that had just arisen.
His face again bore that complex smile of tragedy and sarcasm intertwined.
Gazing at Fang Qingyu, he spoke each word deliberately:
"But..."
"Captain Fang, do you intend to kill him?"
"I advise you... to give up on that idea as soon as possible."
"Because—"
Jiang Chengyue’s voice suddenly rose, carrying a kind of lancholy insight into the world and sharp sarcasm:
"He! Will never die!"
"Hmm?" Fang Qingyu’s brow shot up sharply.
Chu Kuanglan almost jumped up: "What do you an?! What do you an by he will never die?!"
Jiang Chengyue looked at their puzzled and eager eyes.
The corner of his mouth drew deeper with that mocking arc, unclear as to whom was being ridiculed.
He slowly said:
"Because..."
"Once he is close to death..."
"Those loyal to him, thoroughly brainwashed individuals below..."
"For instance, Chen Ming, or those who bring ’Blood Source’ in carts, or those guards, or even more who cling to the Jiang Family’s grand tree, seeing the patriarch as God and a guarantee for survival..."
"They would rather die themselves! They would rather sacrifice their own lives and Qi Blood! Charging forward madly, giving their all to prolong his life!!"
"Using their own blood, their own flesh, their own lives..."
"To fill that eternally unfillable Gluttonous Stomach!"
"Who you want to kill is not just a single Jiang Taixuan..."
"But the entire decayed to the core, willingly sustaining this decayed idol with flesh and blood... the foundation of the Jiang Family!!"
User Comments
0 comments from readers