Chapter 590: The Pan Clan
Chapter 590: The Pan Clan
Puff!
Wooden thorns appeared and pierced Fei Wu's dantian and limbs, instantly immobilizing him and rendering him a useless cripple.
Only then did Fang Xing leisurely appear, gazing at Fei Wu.
"You? Fang Xing? Impossible... You've actually reached the Dao Ji Realm?" Fei Wu's eyes widened, his voice cracking like a cuckoo's mournful cry as blood flowed from his eyes.
"Since you know it's me, you should know why I'm here." Fang Xing calmly approached Fei Wu and sat down, watching as the new head of the Fei Clan knelt on the ground, his blood flowing and pooling like a lake. "You'll probably be the shortest-serving head of the Fei Clan..."
"It's not my fault... It's all Fei Shentong's fault for acting on his own. He's gone mad," Fei Wu quickly explained.
"See, you're still in the know," Fang Xing said with a chuckle. He suddenly asked, "Where is the Dao Ji spiritual treasure of the Qiao Clan?"
"How do you know?" Fei Wu was shocked again. "I can give it to you, but you have to promise..."
Slap!
Before he could finish, he was already slapped and sent flying.
Fang Xing casually reached out, and a streak of emerald light pulled Fei Wu's flying mouse bag over, landing in his hand.
Fei Wu, lying on the ground, couldn't help but turn pale at the sight.
"As expected... You're just a petty person, and a treacherous one at that. You don't trust anyone, so you must be carrying the Dao Ji spiritual treasure with you..."
Fang Xing chuckled, opened the flying mouse bag, rummaged through it, and took out a jade bottle.
This jade bottle was a single shade of sky blue, containing a light blue pill within.
The pill's aura was hazy, emitting various mysterious lights, clearly extraordinary.
"As expected, the Qiao Clan doesn't have much strength. What they acquired is the lowest-tier Dao Ji spiritual treasure—the Dao Ji Pill!"
Fang Xing scoffed, "It can protect the meridians, enhance primordial qi... probably increasing the chances of forging the Dao Ji Realm by one or two..."
'If you don't want it, don't take it...'
Fei Wu felt aggrieved and utterly hopeless inside.
Fei Shentong's assassination attempt on Fang Xing had failed, and it seemed he had revealed everything.
Today, he would undoubtedly die, and perhaps even the entire Fei Clan...
"Since I'm dying here, there's nothing more to say. I hope you'll spare the Fei Clan... I can leave a will, letting Fei Yong become the new head."
He closed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
"Oh? Now you finally remember that our two clans are affinal relations, and you're trying to establish a connection?"
Fang Xing chuckled, "Once you're dead, and I'm a Dao Ji cultivator, isn't it natural for Fei Yong to become the head? But since the Fei Clan truly doesn't know, I don't need to create more bloodshed..."
After all, the Fei Clan was a Dao Ji aristocratic family, and their destruction would have a significant impact.
Moreover, if the Fei Clan were destroyed, the Lv Clan would benefit the most from the Dolong Slope, and Fang Xing didn't think highly of them.
It would be better to keep the Fei Clan alive, support Fei Yong, and let them manage the Qingli Swamp for him.
It would be a waste not to plant trees in such a valuable piece of land.
"Thank you. Go ahead..."
Fei Wu closed his eyes.
The next moment, his head flew off.
...
The next day.
Dolong Slope.
Lv Feng rushed to the Ten Thousand Acre Bamboo Sea, his face filled with panic. "Uncle Fang... Something terrible has happened. The new head of the Fei Clan, Fei Wu, died mysteriously..."
"What? Fei Wu is dead?"
Fang Xing tried to feign surprise but gave up.
"Yes... The Fei Clan is in a daze and doesn't know if Fei Shentong will continue to take charge. They're temporarily appointing a new head."
Lv Feng smiled with malicious joy.
"To get the news so quickly, you must have made arrangements in the Fei Clan... What about Fei Shentong?"
Fang Xing shook his head. How could a dead man come back to life to be the head?
"So... What are you planning to do? Are you going to invade the Fei Clan? Do you have the ability to do that?"
Lv Feng was silenced.
Of course, he didn't have that ability. Even if the Fei Clan lost its head, there were still many elders in the Post-Qi Sensing Realm.
What use could he be alone?
That was why he wanted to involve Fang Xing.
"The urgent matter now is to notify Song Yunqian and have Fei Yong return as soon as possible, right?"
Fang Xing looked at Lv Feng curiously. "With the support of Qingmu Mountain, Fei Yong just needs to sell some of the Fei Clan's interests, and he'll definitely become the head... Also, be careful of the Pan Clan."
"The Pan Clan..."
Lv Feng's expression changed. The Pan Clan had three Dao Ji experts and controlled the profits from Yunlai Market.
If they wanted to get involved in the Qingli Swamp today, it wasn't impossible.
"I'll go now!"
With that thought, he hurriedly stood up and rushed towards Dong Peak.
Fang Xing shook his head upon seeing this.
...
Several days later.
In the sky, two streaks of escaping light flew towards the direction of Qingli Swamp.
Among them were two Dao Ji cultivators.
One was middle-aged, with a leopard-like head and tiger-like eyes, exuding a fierce aura.
The other was a young scholar, with a gentle appearance and a snake-like temperament.
They were the two famous Dao Ji experts from the Pan Clan, one like a tiger and the other like a snake, named Pan Hu and Pan She.
"With the recent incident in the Fei Clan, the patriarch asked us to come... But we don't know what to do in the end."
Pan Hu looked at Pan She with a carefree expression, "Are we going to directly annex the Fei Clan?"
"We're both under the command of Qingmu Mountain. This isn't good..."
Pan She said, "My Pan Clan has had a long relationship with the Fei Clan. This time, we've heard that the Fei Clan has a new head, so we've come to pay our respects... and help the Fei Clan along the way."
"Oh? You have an informant within the Fei Clan? Who are we backing to rise to power today?"
Pan Hu asked curiously.
The Fei Clan is currently just a Qi-Sensing family, and with their two Dao Ji Cultivators, deciding who to support is just a matter of words.
"No..."
Pan She smiled, "Although Fei Shentong and Fei Wu are not very capable, they have managed the Fei Clan quite well... I didn't forcefully intervene before, but this time, regardless of who becomes the new head of the Fei Clan, the new master must marry a woman from our Pan Clan."
In the righteous path, takeovers are never straightforward and brutal.
Instead, they involve marriages, accepting disciples, and various negotiations and strategies.
Although it takes more time and effort, it causes fewer troubles in the long run, which is a good thing for those being taken over. At least, it's better than the demonic path, where entire families are often slaughtered.
Qingli Swamp.
There was not a single mistake in the first chapter of the novel.
Fei Clan.
It is now completely white.
Today is the seventh day since Fei Wu's death, and many friends and relatives of the Fei Clan have come to pay their respects.
Song Yunyun and Fei Yong were also among them.
"The head of the Lyu Clan from Dolong Slope has arrived!"
Following the emcee's announcement, Lyu Feng, along with Song Yunqian and others, arrived at the Fei Clan's mansion.
"Please accept our condolences..."
He held Fei Yong's hand, his face filled with sorrow, "Fei Wu was my good friend, and his death has left me truly heartbroken. Please accept my condolences as well..."
These words were not important in themselves, but rather, who they were directed at.
Several young disciples of the Fei Clan saw how Lyu Feng treated Fei Yong as the head of the Fei Clan, and they were all indignant.
However, some of the older members of the Fei Clan felt it was only natural.
After all, Fei Yong was half a member of the Dolong Slope, and it was only natural for these in-laws to support him, wasn't it?
Moreover, the death of the head of the family this time had revealed some suspicious circumstances. Before the matter was thoroughly investigated, those with deep thoughts did not want to sit on a hot seat.
As for the other forces who came to observe the ceremony, they whispered to each other, thinking that with the current development, it was highly likely that Fei Yong, this young man, would become the new head of the Fei Clan. Perhaps they should increase their investment?
...
Just as the Fei Clan's funeral hall was in an uproar over who should be the new head, in the skies above Qingli Swamp.
Pan Hu and Pan She had also arrived.
But after a glance at each other, their expressions turned solemn, "Which Daoist friend dares to play this prank on our Pan Clan?"
Buzz!
Unbeknownst to them, a swarm of white clouds dispersed, revealing mutated cold white ants with wings.
After so many years of mutation induction and cultivation by Fang Xing, these cold white ants were vastly different from the first generation.
The king among them was as big as a thumb, with two or even three pairs of wings, and its aura had already reached the Post-Qi Sensing Realm.
The number of these ants was astonishing, spreading across the sky without anyone noticing, even causing the two Dao Ji Realm cultivators of the Pan Clan to be affected.
"Fang Xing from Dolong Slope... Greetings to the two Daoist friends."
Fang Xing appeared, looking at Pan Hu and Pan She, "I am an in-law of the Fei Clan. Since you have come to pay your respects, shouldn't you have landed your flying lights ten miles away and walked here on foot? That would be the proper etiquette."
Pan Hu and Pan She exchanged glances. According to the etiquette of Dao Ji aristocratic families, it was indeed proper to do so, or else it would be impolite for guests to fly in so casually, as if they were taking advantage of their strength.
But they had come today to pressure the Fei Clan.
Besides, the Fei Clan didn't have any Dao Ji cultivators, so there was no need to worry about any show of force.
"Dolong Slope?"
"Are you an in-law of the Fei Clan?"
Pan Hu and Pan She looked at each other, both surprised.
"How is it possible that the Fei Clan didn't support their own members to cultivate the Dao Ji Realm, but instead supported an outsider like you?"
Pan Hu stared, feeling that everyone in the Fei Clan had gone blind.
"That's impossible. It must be that this Fang Daoist friend is a naturally gifted talent who succeeded in cultivating the Dao Ji Realm on his own, right?"
Pan She glanced at the cold white ants, a smile on his face, but his heart was secretly shocked.
The newly promoted Dao Ji Initial Realm cultivator's abilities aside, just this Insect Control technique alone was unparalleled in the world, capable of taking on two opponents at once.
Even within the Pan Clan, perhaps only the Pan Clan's elder could be a match for him.
The Dao Ji cultivated by Pan She was called the 'Linglong Heart', which not only made him exceptionally clever but also gave him a keen intuition.
At this moment, he knew that even with Pan Hu's help, they were no match for Fang Xing.
"Indeed, I wonder what your plans are now?"
Fang Xing smiled.
"We came to mourn, and our loss of etiquette is indeed our fault..."
Pan She immediately stopped Pan Hu, smiling, "Then we shall go ten miles away, walk here, and pay our respects to the deceased. That would be the proper etiquette."
"That's good."
Fang Xing nodded, watching Pan She and Pan Hu leave, then he lightly laughed and landed outside the Fei Clan's mansion, just outside the funeral hall.
Boom!
His body was surrounded by a windy bamboo shadow, and the power of the Dao Ji Realm suppressed the entire hall.
"Dao Ji Realm?"
Fei Yong was stunned, "Grandfather Fang is a Dao Ji cultivator?"
"Dao Ji Realm?" Lyu Feng was also surprised, "How is that possible?"
He suddenly felt that all his previous plans and confidence were a joke!
"Who opposes Fei Yong becoming the head of the family?"
Fang Xing didn't bother to pay attention to them, his gaze sweeping across the hall as he spoke in a cold voice.
(End of Chapter)
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