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Chapter 299: A Sword Through the Heart
Chapter 299: A Sword Through the Heart
Tang Zheng's face lit up with a knowing smile, and he said, "Then I'll go another day. Deputy Director Fang, please... be careful. Haha, and take care of yourself, Zhao Executor."
Fang Che forced a bitter laugh, "Get lost."
"Alright."
Fang Che turned and left.
Tang Zheng watched as Fang Che's dark-clothed figure disappeared into the crowd, a smile on his face. He turned and continued his street patrol, not heading back.
Just as Deputy Director Fang had said.
Although your cultivation is not high, by wearing the Guardian Pavilion's uniform and walking here, the nearby civilians feel a sense of security. As for the Demon Sect members who want to take action, they will need to think twice.
When doing things, one doesn't necessarily need high martial arts skills.
As long as you dare to act, you can make it happen!
Tang Zheng now deeply understood this saying.
Deputy Director Fang had already left, and he couldn't leave his post. He had to continue patrolling until his shift was almost over, and only then could a fellow disciple come to relieve him.
Although he was also afraid, his heart kept pounding, fearing that a Demon Sect cultivator would suddenly appear.
His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, and his palm was damp with sweat.
But his body remained upright, walking through the crowd, imitating Fang Che's demeanor, his expression serious and his eyes sharp like a falcon.
Fang Che hurried towards the West Mountain, his mind calculating what he would say to Zhao Yinger tonight.
He wasn't being unreasonable.
He knew all of Zhao Yinger's feelings for him.
But... regarding this kind of emotion, Fang Che, no matter what, dared not accept it.
He pondered all the way...
...
Zhao Yinger finished burning the paper money and also burned the incense and candles she had brought.
Then, she opened the iron blood terrace one by one and slowly poured the contents onto the grave.
The empty jars were placed behind her, ready to be taken away when she left.
This was already the nineteenth jar.
Her face was filled with sorrow, and in this Spirit Graveyard, she recalled the past, bit by bit.
She couldn't help but shed tears, drop by drop.
Just then, a voice said, "Executor Zhao, has Deputy Director Fang not arrived yet?"
Zhao Yinger's expression changed.
She looked up.
Through the smoke, she saw a plump man standing opposite her, smiling at her.
It was the tavern owner.
"You?"
Zhao Yinger's expression changed again.
Without turning around, she suddenly kicked with all her cultivation, sending the stacked jars behind her flying.
Instantly, seventeen or eighteen jars soared into the air, rolling down the mountain with a thunderous roar.
Her reaction was swift. As soon as she saw this person, she immediately remembered that he had asked her who she was with when she bought wine.
She immediately deduced that this person's target was Fang Che.
So she acted decisively, kicking the jars away to roll down the mountain, warning Fang Che.
At the same time, she raised her hand, and a rocket soared into the sky.
A long sword in her other hand gleamed with a cold light.
But before the rocket reached its peak, the man across from her slightly lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, silently shattering the rocket.
"Who are you?" Zhao Yinger's heart sank.
Just this action told her that the opponent was definitely a high-level cultivator, at least a Commander Rank or a Martial Marquis Rank.
"I'm Old Xia."
The tavern owner, Old Xia, smiled at her. After knocking down the rocket, he ignored all her actions and didn't take them to heart, saying indifferently, "It's useless. If Deputy Director Fang really cared about you, he would have come after discovering the jars."
"Your rocket won't be of much use either. It's too far. The closest person stationed here can't arrive that quickly, let alone for you, Executor Zhao."
He smiled slightly, "I'm a Martial Marquis. Do you think the person coming will pose any threat to me?"
Zhao Yinger's face turned pale. "Who are you?"
"Why are you still asking that?"
Old Xia smiled sadly, "Executor Zhao, if I weren't a member of the Light Sect, how could I appear here?"
He sighed, "Actually, I'm quite reluctant. I've been selling wine peacefully in White Cloud Province since I entered fifteen years ago. It's only recently that I broke through to the Martial Marquis level, and I've hardly done anything."
"It's a pity. Who told your beloved to destroy our Light Sect's Guardian Pavilion?"
Zhao Yinger took a step back discreetly and asked, "So you want revenge?"
"It's not that I want revenge. But we, as secret agents, have all received orders to assassinate Deputy Director Fang."
Old Xia spoke with a hint of sadness, "Starting today... I can no longer live a peaceful life... Executor Zhao, you've made my life difficult."
Zhao Yinger's long sword gleamed as she said in a low voice, "Then why haven't you made your move?"
Old Xia wasn't in a hurry at all. He said, "Deputy Director Fang hasn't arrived yet, so there's no rush."
He smiled and said, "Executor Zhao, do you want Deputy Director Fang to see those jars and turn back?"
"Or do you want him to come, regardless of his life?"
Zhao Yinger's face turned pale. She said, "Of course, he should leave!"
"Then... Executor Zhao, your deep affection is so worthless."
Old Xia sighed, "Executor Zhao, do you know what the most satisfying thing in the world is?"
Zhao Yinger asked, "What is it?"
"It's to humiliate a man in front of a loving couple and then kill him in front of the woman... Haha..."
Old Xia laughed maniacally, "I love doing this the most!"
"Demon!"
Zhao Yinger could no longer hold back and immediately took action.
With a single strike, she pierced her own heart!
Her beautiful eyes fixed on the demon lord before her, Zhao Ying'er revealed a pitiful yet disdainful smile. "With your strength, do you think you can torment us, the guardians of the Grand Hall?"
Her cultivation level was only at the level of an Elder, and against Lao Xia, she had no chance of fighting back.
She didn't even have the opportunity to make a move.
Regardless of whether Fang Che was threatened or humiliated by the other party, or if she witnessed Fang Che's death with her own eyes, she wouldn't allow it!
So, she made a swift decision.
Lao Xia was startled and quickly flicked his finger, but Zhao Ying'er's movements were too fast, and he could only deflect the sword slightly.
Yet, it still deeply pierced her chest.
Zhao Ying'er exerted tremendous force, and the tip of the sword actually emerged from her back!
...
Fang Che had already arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Graveyard.
Looking at the rows of neatly arranged tombs, he felt a sense of solemnity.
He glanced at them and began to walk up quickly.
As he walked...
Suddenly, a loud rumble...
More than ten wine jars tumbled down like rolling drums from a high mountain, several of them smashing into the tombstones and shattering, the empty mountain echoing like muffled thunder.
Fang Che's expression changed.
Zhao Ying'er was in trouble!
He immediately took out a Yun Shen Dan pill and placed it under his tongue.
Without hesitation, he prepared for the fight.
With the long sword in hand, he crouched and moved like a ghost, rushing forward like a trail of smoke.
...
Lao Xia placed Zhao Ying'er in front of a pine tree, drew out the long sword, and threw it aside, not caring about the blood gushing from her chest. He let her lean against the tree and sneered, "Fine, you're fierce! If you can't play with you, I'll let you watch how your Deputy Director dies! Rest assured, just lean there. Whether you live or die, you'll see it!"
Zhao Ying'er's eyes dimmed, and she muttered, "Demon!..."
But her eyes were fixed on the path they came from.
Please don't come.
Please, don't come.
Just at that moment...
In Zhao Ying'er's expectant gaze, something flashed in the distance.
Lao Xia immediately stood up, holding the knife and shouting, "Deputy Director Fang, your loved one is about to die. Won't you come out and say a few words?"
Suddenly...
In Zhao Ying'er's half-reclining eyes.
In Lao Xia's standing eyes.
In the sky, a sun suddenly appeared. At sunset, a brilliant sun rose, shining with a million rays!
It was... a glorious and dazzling sword light!
The Great Sun Aura!
The Great Sun Sword!
It was the sword intent that Fang Che had left behind at the Heaven and Man Martial Academy, the Ningsnow Sword of Rui Qiushan!
Fang Che unleashed it without reservation.
Uniting with the sword, he charged at Lao Xia!
A loud boom echoed, and Lao Xia's body was knocked flying, while Fang Che also spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, his spirit energy surged, and the Yun Shen Dan pill in his throat rolled down his throat, but his body was also shaken.
However, he had already calculated the angle, and with a single retreat, he reached Zhao Ying'er's side and, without hesitation, stuffed a Yun Shen Dan pill into her mouth.
"Swallow it!"
Fang Che whispered harshly, and with the medicine in her mouth, she dared not speak.
His body rolled, and with a swoosh, he jumped up, his feet pushing off the ground, and the Great Sun Sword, once again united with his body!
With just one collision, Fang Che knew the outcome.
Martial Marquis!
The other party was definitely a Martial Marquis, and their rank wasn't very high.
But... even if the other party's rank wasn't high, it wasn't a force that Fang Che's current Commander Rank Third Tier could match.
Although Fang Che could fight across ranks, even if he were a Commander Rank Ninth Tier, killing would be effortless for him.
But the Martial Marquis had crossed the great rank boundary.
With Fang Che's current Commander Rank Third Tier, he still couldn't withstand it.
"Just one tier away from First Tier!"
Fang Che's heart was filled with hatred.
If he were currently at Commander Rank Fourth Tier, with the power of his compressed Dantian spirit mist, he could definitely slay the guy before him!
But now, he was at a disadvantage.
If the current time were noon, he could borrow the power of the Great Sun Aura and unleash the Great Sun Sword, and the effect would be much better than now.
But now, it was dusk, and the sun had almost no power.
Lao Xia was knocked back by a sword strike, tumbling out two zhang away, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He immediately flipped and stood up, but Fang Che's second sword had already arrived!
"Good one, Deputy Director Fang!"
Lao Xia roared, "Indeed, deeply hidden and unassuming!"
The broadsword flipped, and he counterattacked.
Bang bang bang, in the blink of an eye, a hundred moves had passed.
Fang Che suddenly launched a surprise attack, injuring Lao Xia, but Lao Xia's foundation was far superior to Fang Che's, and now, with his steady breathing, in the fierce fight, Fang Che gradually fell into a disadvantage.
Lao Xia's moves, though not as exquisite as Fang Che's sword techniques, were powerful and heavy.
Fang Che's sword only needed to be blocked by Lao Xia's knife once, and it might immediately break.
Both Lao Xia and Fang Che were aware of this.
So, Lao Xia was now willing to risk injury and first strike Fang Che, looking for an opportunity to block Fang Che's sword.
But Fang Che would never allow Lao Xia to succeed.
The long sword whistled, and with each strike, the sword wind aimed at the throat and chest.
He would never give the other party a chance to counterattack!
(End of Chapter)
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