Chapter 242: Fang Xiaohua, Nice to Meet You [Additional Chapter 14 for the Silver Alliance's Bookwor
Chapter 242: Fang Xiaohua, Nice to Meet You [Additional Chapter 14 for the Silver Alliance's Bookworm No. 6]
Fang Che quietly blended into the crowd at the end of the long street.
His Divine Perception carefully scanned the surroundings.
The Golden Horned Dragon was also meticulously examining the crowd.
However, they found nothing.
Without any signs of the culprits taking action, finding them was almost impossible.
Even with his Ancient Malevolent Qi, he was helpless against such a Spiritual Body as the Golden Horned Dragon. Fang Che could only rely on his own eyes.
He discreetly observed each person in the crowd, studying their faces and bodies.
In his mind, several keywords kept repeating.
Based on the information from the Guardian Pavilion and the Seal God Palace, there was a common trait among the clan disciples in this group.
They were young.
This narrowed down the possibilities significantly.
The clan disciples' clothing and appearance were distinct from ordinary commoners, which was the second distinguishing feature.
Thirdly, these individuals were all away from home, and their demeanor would naturally differ from the local clan disciples.
The fourth aspect was that no matter how they tried to disguise themselves, their innate attitude of treating lives as insignificant was unchangeable. Furthermore, their arrogance as members of the 'Sole Righteous Sect Headquarter Clans' and their unintentional display of condescension were also unalterable.
Additionally, there were the characteristic manifestations of their cultivation and training, as well as the occasional leakage of Malevolent Qi and killing intent when they were off guard.
Moreover, there were features of those who cultivated certain Demon Skills, such as abnormal eye pupils, blackened fingernails, or a sinister expression.
These were things that everyone in the Guardian Pavilion had to memorize, but memorization alone was insufficient; one also needed a sharp eye.
Some people could remember everything by heart, but even when the Demon Sect Demons killed them, they couldn't identify the culprits... There were plenty of such cases!
Fang Che's expression was a mix of curiosity and fear as he observed the crowd.
Finally, two individuals caught his attention.
These two were well-dressed, young, handsome, and tall, carrying small travel bags, and they were martial artists.
Fang Che quietly approached them.
The two were also hiding in the crowd, their faces filled with fear as they watched the scene.
Fang Che asked in a low and familiar tone, "Who did the dead person belong to?"
Fear was evident on Fang Che's face, but his voice was low, "The head is gone... Who knows who it belonged to?"
One of them suddenly realized and asked, "Who are you?"
Fang Che replied indifferently, "I am from the Fang family."
Now, Fang Che knew that the Fang family was a major clan.
A haughty expression naturally appeared on his face, and he looked down on the two as he said, "And you two?"
"What about us? Who are you?" they asked, their faces filled with caution.
Privately, they communicated using the Five Spirit Toad, "The Fang family also sent people? With the Fang family's strength, they still need to send people for this?"
"I don't know... But the surname Fang is not common."
Fang Che smiled faintly, "Since I've recognized you, there's no need to put on an act."
"I didn't understand what you meant."
The two were highly vigilant.
Fang Che laughed, "Quite cautious, I see. Alright, keep watching then."
He nodded and turned to leave without hesitation.
Soon, he was out of the crowd, walking swiftly towards the distance. In an instant, he had traveled several dozen zhang and was about to turn the corner.
The two young men exchanged glances, both looking conflicted.
This situation...
But as the other's figure was about to disappear, they hurriedly chased after him.
How did he recognize us? This was strange.
Could it be that the Fang family was truly this powerful?
"Brother, please wait."
Fang Che merely turned and smiled, waving his hand as he turned into another street.
Seeing this, the two quickened their steps and followed.
It seemed to be true.
Even more cautious than us.
On the main road, Fang Che walked with ease, and soon he heard the sound of clothes fluttering behind him. The two had caught up: "Brother..."
Finally turning to face them, Fang Che sighed, "I say, you two, we all need to conceal our identities. Why not just part ways? Why follow me..."
The two apologized, "It's our fault, brother. We thought too much. Haha, please don't mind, brother Fang."
"It's normal to think too much."
Fang Che spoke softly as he walked, "In such a short time, several have already died. It's not bad to be cautious."
The two quickly matched his pace, nodding, "Yes, brother Fang, may I ask which branch of the Fang family do you belong to?"
Fang Che replied indifferently, "Using the Fang family's name to participate in this is already enough. Brothers, it's better not to ask too much."
The two laughed, their eyes filled with understanding.
Fang Che sighed, "Let's find a place to talk. Those three unlucky fellows probably had some illness; otherwise, they wouldn't have been killed so quickly."
"Good!"
The two had the same idea.
So, the three of them turned back repeatedly, a mix of fear, curiosity, and whispered discussions as they walked towards the distance...
A moment later, Fang Che transformed into a ghostly shadow and dashed away at incredible speed.
Holding a bag,
Dripping blood...
Finally.
"Tang Zheng! Go and record my merits!"
Fang Che arrived near the Guardian Pavilion and naturally resumed his true appearance, looking very excited. "Another two. The bodies are over there... Let them go and examine them."
"..."
Tang Zheng was completely stunned.
Are you selling them like cabbages?
Are you going to finish a whole basket in a short while? As soon as he stepped out, he returned with two more heads and went to record his merits. The merit officials immediately sent two people to verify the location Fang Che mentioned.
Zhao Ying'er, exhausted, entered from outside. Upon seeing Fang Che, she immediately burst into a sweet smile.
"How did you get back so quickly?"
Zhao Ying'er asked.
"I came back to report my merits after killing them," Fang Che laughed.
"..." Zhao Ying'er tensed up for a moment. "Are you hurt?"
"How could I be?" Fang Che smiled. "These demon brats can't hurt me."
"You must be careful."
Zhao Ying'er expressed her concern, then lowered her voice and said, "Today, four people were lost in the pavilion."
Fang Che sighed and said, "This is just the beginning. Those impulsive demon brats will frequently take action, and these people are actually giving us a kind of welfare. As for those with stable minds, they will settle down. After these initial few days, that's when the real struggle will begin."
"Yes," Zhao Ying'er's face showed worry. "Once they take root here, it'll be even harder to find them. But they can still cause trouble at any time..."
Just then, someone hurriedly came to report, "Foreigners have checked into the White Cloud Continent Inn. The data is being compiled."
Many people immediately went to help.
Fang Che did not go.
He requested access to the data room.
"I want to check the locations of the various demon sects' branches that were previously eliminated."
...
Afternoon.
Fang Che wandered the streets again. Whenever he felt a bit confident, he would approach others mysteriously.
"Which sect are you from?"
He was scolded eight times for being a neurotic in the afternoon.
Ahead, two young men carried their bags...
Fang Che naturally approached them, just like usual, casually and with a hint of condescension.
He spoke to the two young men in a low voice, "Which sect are you from?"
The two young men glanced at each other and smiled interestingly. "We're from the White Cloud Martial Academy. Fang Xiaohua, nice to meet you."
Fang Che covered his face and walked away.
Damn, I met a senior from five years ago...
This is so embarrassing.
...
After trying a few more times, he finally gave up on this method that had once tasted sweetness.
Perhaps among the dozen or so groups he found, there were members of the Sole Righteous Sect, and not necessarily just one batch.
But the problem was that they disguised themselves well, without any flaws to exploit.
Fang Che had no choice.
So he started practicing the Five Spirit Gu again: If you can't even distinguish your own people, what use are you! The Five Spirit Gu had no choice but to obey.
Gradually, Fang Che began to treat this as a training method, and surprisingly, the Five Spirit Gu started to cooperate...
...
"Another day has passed."
Afternoon.
In the Executive Hall, behind Fang Che's seat, Ren Chang's white beard trembled, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
Moreover, he didn't have to be on duty tonight.
This Elder Ren Chang, who was called the 'Old Administrator', would say this every day when he finished his shift: "Another day has passed."
But that was during normal times.
When he said this during those days, his tone was filled with the relief of a burden lifted. It was time to get off work and relax, to enjoy life.
But these past few days, when he said this, his tone was completely different.
It was filled with the relief of having survived a disaster.
It gave people a sense of gratitude for having lived another day.
He stood up, feeling relaxed, and walked outside, greeting people along the way.
When he reached Fang Che, he laughed and said, "Administrator Fang, aren't you getting off duty?"
"I'm leaving soon."
"Then let's go."
Ren Chang was in his sixties. It was said that during his cultivation, he had a mishap, and his Handsome Rank never advanced, remaining at the Commander Rank Ninth Level.
Although he was a martial artist, over the years, by the time his mentality was finally tempered by reality, his hair had already turned white.
His cultivation didn't seem to have any effect on him.
His peers, some with high cultivation, even looked like they were in their twenties.
In the entire Executive Hall, Ren Chang had the most aged appearance.
Fang Che smiled and secretly calculated his merits.
Yes, another five hundred were added.
Originally four thousand nine, now it's five thousand four hundred merits! Not bad.
He stood up and walked out with Ren Chang.
The administrators on duty tonight looked at them with envious eyes.
For them, if nothing happened tonight, it would be fine. But if something did, it would be a matter of life and death!
When they reached the door, the two bid each other farewell and went their separate ways.
Ren Chang squinted, looking at Fang Che's back, and laughed, "Administrator Fang."
Fang Che turned around. "Senior Ren?"
Ren Chang smiled and said softly, "Pluck the flower while it blooms, leave no regrets."
Fang Che paused for a moment. "Senior, I won't leave any regrets."
...
(End of Chapter)
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