Chapter 795: You Really Aren't a Person, Fang Che, Are You? [For Baiyin Leader Chuyang's Awakening]

Chapter 795: You Really Aren't a Person, Fang Che, Are You? [For Baiyin Leader Chuyang's Awakening] (Part 2)

But fortunately, the third passageway was still intact, and he slowly held his breath, suppressing any sound or movement as he made his way out. After walking for a good distance, there was still no sign of any disturbance.

Du Shan's mind was already scorched and muddled.

With the exit in sight, he could even see the night sky outside.

This side was safe.

So he couldn't wait to take a breath, and he even felt like crying, finally able to breathe normal air...

Just as he was taking a deep breath...

Suddenly, his eyes were covered in a thick layer of powder.

The dense powder formed a powerful dust storm!

Not only did he inhale a mouthful, but his face was also covered in it.

With a desperate cry, Du Shan closed his eyes and rushed out without a care.

The bowstring was continuously drawn, and golden arrows were fired.

However, in reality, the shots were completely off target, without any aim.

A loud explosion sounded.

Feng Di, carrying the might of heaven and earth, descended with a mighty palm strike, causing Du Shan to spray blood from his mouth. Immediately, his body spun like a whirlwind as Feng Di rushed forward, extending his hand to snatch the large bow.

A slap knocked away the longsword.

A punch landed on his face.

Du Shan's body tumbled in the air like a spinning coin, and Feng Di followed up with a knee strike to his lower abdomen.

Du Shan screamed, and blood gushed out from his seven orifices.

Then, Feng Di's three slender fingers seemed to shimmer with starlight, pointing towards the sky to subdue the soul.

One finger pressed into the Dantian, suppressing the true essence.

One finger landed on the chest, subduing the five viscera.

One finger pressed on the throat, subduing the vocal cords.

One finger tapped under the jaw... and released.

Feng Family's ultimate technique, Five Fingers Subduing Heaven and Earth.

Under the Five Fingers technique, even a peak expert would find it impossible to resist.

Du Shan's body became completely immobile, unable to even blink or move his fingers, but his face began to swell rapidly.

His body twitched anxiously.

His lower body bulged with a large lump.

"Ah... I'm in heat... This drug is damn effective."

Feng Di sighed, feeling a bit guilty, "Even a Saint can go into heat... This, this damn drug, we must use it more often in the future."

Fang Che descended from the air, "This is a Saint... a Saint-level expert?"

Fang Che was so shocked that he stuttered.

What have I done to deserve this? You hired a Saint-level expert to kill me?

"It's an undisputed Saint-level expert, but only a second-grade Saint."

Feng Di said, "Entry-level."

Fang Che's face turned black with lines.

"However, you really can't handle him now." Feng Di's eyes burned with interest as he looked at Fang Che. His interest grew even more.

Who is Fang Che's informant? How could they accurately track a Saint-level assassin?

And to such an extent.

This was simply unbelievable.

Feng Di was self-aware. The person he had caught, although his cultivation and combat power were inferior to his own, if he were to track this person, he would definitely not be able to catch up.

So the question arose, how did Fang Che do it?

"Give him the antidote, and let's see, does anyone recognize this person?"

Feng Di pointed at the immobile Du Shan and his weapon.

Immediately, someone stepped forward to feed Du Shan the antidote, while everyone's gaze shifted to a thin middle-aged man in the group.

The middle-aged man stepped forward and carefully examined the large bow and the jar of arrows. After a moment, he spoke with familiarity, "Although I haven't seen him before, this person should be the Ghost Meteor, Du Shan, of the Faceless Tower. Legend has it that he is a top-tier assassin of the Faceless Tower, but further verification is needed."

"Ghost Meteor, Du Shan, has been renowned since 1700 years ago. Initially, he was a lone assassin, taking jobs and completing them on his own. It was 200 years ago when he met a partner, the famous wanderer Zhou Ziqing. The two of them worked together, taking on jobs, scouting, and executing plans. Their most famous feats include..."

"...Up until 300 years ago, when Zhou Ziqing was killed, Du Shan resumed working alone. He then disappeared for sixty years, only to reappear fifty years ago, his actions becoming even more mysterious. At that time, based on the changes in his style, it was judged that he had likely joined the Faceless Tower."

"His most recent job... was this time with Fang Che. After the incident, we also suspected that he was the one who did it. Now it seems that it was indeed this person."

This middle-aged man had only taken a glance, but he spoke as if he knew Du Shan's life story inside out.

Although Du Shan was slowly recovering from the antidote, he still couldn't move. Hearing this man speak, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock.

This man's words were entirely accurate.

And he continued, the more he spoke, the more Du Shan's eyes widened in horror.

"...Ghost Meteor, Du Shan, should be his real name. He once disappeared for a period of fifty years 1500 years ago. During that time, he should have settled down, started a family, and raised children. That's why, after that, he had those strange moments of softness..."

"...After those two incidents, he took a break for a while before taking on jobs again, and the softness was gone. He must have realized that being soft wouldn't bring him the wealth to support his family. Later, when he met Zhou Ziqing, he became even more ruthless in his assassinations, and his success rate increased."

"Based on this, it can be inferred that Du Shan's assassin career was at its peak when he was working with Zhou Ziqing. When he resumed working alone, he struggled to adapt. So, after some time struggling, he was recruited by the Faceless Tower, which seemed like a natural progression."

The middle-aged man from the Thirty-Six Guards concluded, "In summary, firstly, Zhou Ziqing, who worked with Du Shan, is highly likely to have been killed by the Faceless Tower in order to recruit Du Shan."

"Secondly, the direction of his disappearance 1500 years ago was towards the south. Therefore, Du Shan's other identity, under a pseudonym, should also be in that region. There are about a dozen martial arts families in that area, and any of them could be suspects. If the leader wants to investigate, I can find Du Shan's family within a day."

He took a step back and bowed, "Report complete."

Du Shan's terrified eyes fixed on this man, as if he had seen a ghost, and his gaze was filled with pleading.

Not only Du Shan, but even Fang Che was stunned when he heard this person's report, his eyes widening in surprise.

A covetous desire arose within him!

This person was truly a genius!

Since Fang Che had come with Feng Di and the others, it was certain that they didn't know who they were dealing with until they took action.

And this person couldn't have prepared in advance.

Moreover, he couldn't have known Du Shan.

But upon their first meeting, he was able to deduce his name based on his weapon, and then he went on to reveal his entire lineage, almost digging up his ancestors!

Fang Che was truly impressed by this talent.

"Are you jealous?" Feng Di asked Fang Che with a smile.

"Jealous! I'm so jealous I could die!" Fang Che nodded heavily.

"His name is Feng Wanshi."

Feng Di explained, "Among the Feng family's disciples, there's one who has an incredible memory. His original name was Feng Mowen, but after displaying this talent, the Patriarch gave him the name Wanshi."

"Whatever he has heard or seen in this world, even if it's a master from ten thousand years ago, he can recall it all as if it were a precious collection."

"But as for your jealousy... you'll just have to keep feeling that way."

Feng Di laughed, "He's only temporarily staying with me. The Patriarch has already reserved him, and by the end of the year, he'll be sent to serve under Dongfang Sansan. At that time, I'll need to fill a spot among my thirty-six guards."

Feng Wanshi forced a bitter smile, "I only have this one talent, which is to easily remember things. But I can't do much with this ability. So, my existence is probably just for when something needs to be investigated or researched, I can provide some information."

"That's already an incredible ability!"

Even Fang Che was amazed.

This ability might not be very useful for ordinary people, but if this person were to accompany Dongfang Sansan, their wisdom and planning would be greatly enhanced!

"But I still need to keep supplementing my knowledge. I follow the leader, searching everywhere for any information, and memorizing everything they find. It's a long process."

Feng Wanshi explained.

"The information at headquarters is enough for you to remember for a while." Fang Che said.

"I've already memorized everything at headquarters." Feng Wanshi said, "Now, I'm just searching for various historical records, legends, fragmented ancient scrolls, or other unique books, and then matching them with various Martial World figures."

"Impressive."

Fang Che thought for a moment and said, "If you're interested in this kind of information, I know someone I can recommend. He has an abundance of these Martial World anecdotes... and if he has something, no one else will."

"Who?"

Feng Wanshi's eyes lit up.

"I'll introduce him to you when we return to Donghu. I need to inform him first and see if he's willing."

Fang Che was cautious.

Because La Tou's temperament was unpredictable, it was hard to tell if he would agree.

"Thank you, Fang Zong for your consideration."

Feng Wanshi was clearly very interested, "What I'm most worried about is that if I go to serve under the Ninth Lord as a strategist, and if I can't answer a question he asks, it won't just be embarrassing, it might also affect important matters."

"I'll do my best."

Fang Che nodded solemnly.

"Let's go. This isn't a place to linger. First, the night is long and dreams may come, and second, if a Faceless Tower expert comes and I can't hold them off, it'll be bad."

Feng Di was cautious.

Fang Che asked, "Are you still worried with your strength, Big Brother?"

Feng Di chuckled, "Let me teach you something, brother. Once you've secured a merit, you must claim it as your own. Before the merit points are officially recorded, it doesn't count."

"If someone takes the credit for your achievement, it's not just a matter of humiliation and death, but it proves that you're a complete fool."

Feng Di raised an eyebrow, "I, Feng Di, can't do such a foolish thing."

"Hahaha... That makes sense."

Feng Di had Du Shan carried away, and the group quickly left.

On the way, Feng Di asked Fang Che, "How do you plan to handle this person?"

"How should I handle him?" Fang Che was taken aback.

"After all, he's your enemy."

Feng Di said, "So, if you want to kill him with your own hands to vent your anger, we won't stop you. Moreover, it's only right, because without you, I wouldn't have been able to capture him."

"What about your merit points?"

"It doesn't matter who kills him. The merit points are secondary. Besides, we don't care about that."

Feng Di said.

"He's from Faceless Tower, so... you should hand him over to headquarters. They should need information about Faceless Tower."

Fang Che said indifferently, "As for personal grudges... Since Du Shan has fallen into our hands, can he still live? So, no matter what, I've avenged my grudge."

Feng Di smirked and patted Fang Che's shoulder, "In that case, it's good. Don't worry, I'll take care of the revenge. I'll dig up his background, and then I'll help you wipe out his entire clan."

Fang Che pretended to be hesitant, "Isn't that a bit much?"

"Oh... Pretend you don't know... Pfft! Look at you, acting all fake... I can't stand it."

Feng Di's face revealed a defiant and ruthless expression, and he chuckled coldly, "Fang Zong, we're similar. We have our own principles, but... we're definitely not good people!"

"This sentence speaks to my heart!"

Fang Che felt a deep resonance with these words, and he couldn't help but say, "Just for that sentence, I want to drink with you again!"

Feng Di's eyes lit up in the darkness like a bulb, "Brother, you better keep your word. How about tonight? I'm free!"

"..."

Fang Che was speechless, twisting his face, "But I'm busy tonight..."

"How about tomorrow night? Or the night after? I'm free all those nights!"

Feng Di was enthusiastic.

Smack! Fang Che slapped himself in the face.

"You're so shameless! Why did you have to mention drinking..."

At that moment...

"Hahaha..."

The thirty-six guards and the three Mo Gaiyun burst into laughter.

Feng Di laughed as well, and said, "Damn it, Fang Che, I'm telling you, even if someone kneels before me for a thousand years, I wouldn't sing a song for them. But I sang for you for free, and you're still dissatisfied."

"The main reason is that your singing is so heavenly and earth-shattering that it's not suitable for ordinary people to listen to."

Feng Che made a bitter face. "It's said that the Young Master also enjoys listening to songs. Why don't you go to the headquarters and sing for him?"

"I, your brother, may have a quirky personality, but I'm not stupid."

Feng Di thought about the scene of him singing drunkenly in front of the Young Master and couldn't help but shudder. "That won't do. There are too many people who can beat me up over there..."

Feng Che rolled his eyes. "It's rare for you to have some self-awareness."

"If you keep talking to me in that mocking tone, I could probably beat you up for several years."

Feng Di looked at Feng Che with a sidelong glance, his expression dark and sinister.

"Big brother, I was wrong."

"Since you admit your mistake, give me some more of those wax pellets."

Feng Di extended his hand.

"I'll go... You wait here."

Feng Che's face was filled with shock.

"That stuff is quite useful. Although it's not poisonous, it's even better than something that is."

Feng Di's enthusiasm grew. "I used two of the three pellets at once. I was willing to smell it myself to know what it was."

"You wanted to smell it yourself?"

Feng Che's eyes widened, sparkling.

"Of course I wanted to smell it myself."

Feng Di spoke as if it were obvious. "If I don't smell it, how would I know if it's a good thing? This is called knowing yourself and knowing others."

"I have more here!"

Upon hearing that Feng Di wanted to smell it himself, Feng Che immediately became generous. "I have over a hundred of them. How many do you want?"

Feng Che hadn't really used much of this stuff. Since obtaining it, he had only used a few. Sometimes, he even forgot about it.

"Over a hundred?"

Feng Di's eyes lit up immediately. "Give me twenty... thirty?"

"I'll give you sixty!"

Feng Che's generosity moved Feng Di.

Feng Che said, "But with this stuff... I'm afraid that in the whole world, there's only this one batch. It's impossible to get another batch."

"So rare!"

Feng Di didn't doubt it; he just felt surprised.

Carefully taking the sixty pellets from Feng Che, he then took out the one he had left and said excitedly, "Come, come, everyone, let's study this together."

Immediately, the thirty-six guards also became excited and curious, surrounding them.

"Whoosh!"

Feng Che pulled Mo Gan Yun and the others and ran off.

Then...

Suddenly, a loud, synchronized cry of "Yue!!!" came from behind.

Feng Di's voice of indignation followed: "Feng Che!!!"

When everyone gathered again, all thirty-seven of them had dark faces, glaring at Feng Che with fiery eyes.

This guy actually watched us fall into a trap without any warning!

Many of them had already vomited everything they ate that night.

Feng Di's face turned pale, looking like a living corpse.

"Pft, pft, pft... Damn it..."

Feng Di twisted his facial features, desperately breathing in the fresh air of the night sky. He summoned spiritual energy in the air and formed it into a stream of water, which he drank in large gulps before spitting it out and blowing it out through his nose...

He felt like even his soul had become stinky.

"Feng Che, you're not even human!"

Feng Di accused.

"I don't like hearing that. Didn't I tell you it was stinky?"

Feng Che said with a sense of grievance, "What could I do if you insisted on trying it?"

Feng Di's face darkened.

Feng Che was right; there was no fault in his words.

Although this guy definitely had the intention of enjoying the spectacle, it was indeed his own doing.

"What is this? How can it be so stinky?"

Feng Di looked at the seven or eight wax pellets in his hand, his face filled with disgust. "To be honest, brother, I've traveled south and north for so many years... This kind of stench, which has reached the extreme... In my life, I've never smelled it before!"

"Damn it, not to mention my internal organs, I feel like even my brain, my three souls, and my seven spirits have become stinky!"

As Feng Di spoke, he couldn't stop praising it. "Good stuff, truly good stuff!"

Feng Che's face showed his speechlessness.

"Having only these is a bit of a pity, isn't it? Is there really no way to get another batch?"

Feng Di asked, "If we get another batch, what do we need? I'll provide it."

Feng Che said solemnly, "Speaking of which, if you're willing, you can really help with getting another batch."

"Tell me, brother. I'm all ears! I have an extraordinary interest in this kind of thing."

Feng Di patted his chest.

Feng Che chuckled. You don't need to say that; I can really tell.

"First, you need a high-level expert, at least a high-grade Saint."

Feng Che explained.

"That's not a problem!"

Feng Di replied.

"Then poison this expert with all kinds of toxins—corrosive poison, rotting poison, seven-insect poison, seven-herb poison, seven-flower poison... Then, reduce his cultivation, injure him all over, and let him be poisoned from his scalp to his brain and internal organs. Let his body rot continuously, and keep him alive with a genius treasure..."

Feng Di's face turned dark, and he opened his mouth in shock. "What?"

Feng Che continued, "And that's not all. You have to let him linger on like this, allowing all the toxins in his body to mix together and ooze out from the outside. Then, after two thousand years of fermentation..."

Feng Che said, "That's how this smell is formed."

Feng Che said, "If you're really willing to cooperate, we can do it. We can get as many pellets as we want."

Feng Di's face showed disgust, and he shook his head like a drum. "Never mind, then..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

As they laughed and talked, they arrived back in the city.

"Brother, who is this person who has been rotting for two thousand years?" Feng Di asked.

"I can't tell you."

Feng Che replied.

"There's nothing I can't tell you."

Feng Wan Shi, who was beside them, said, "It should be Dong Hu Ye Huang, Gui Ren Sikong Ye."

"Awesome!"

Feng Che immediately admired him to no end.

This guy's extensive knowledge and memory were truly amazing. No wonder he was going to work by the side of the Eastern Army Advisor.

"As expected, the people around top-tier leaders, even if they're just doing odd jobs, aren't ordinary in terms of intelligence."

Upon hearing these words, Fang Che gained a new understanding.

Moreover, by having him wander around the continent with the Thirty-Six Guards, it was as if he was broadening his horizons, while the Weiwo Orthodox Sect remained unaware.

As they wandered around... a top-tier talent was lost without a trace.

No wonder Feng Di was so carefree.

Fang Che was truly impressed, and even the higher-ups of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect, no matter how hard they racked their brains, would never have guessed that Dongfang Sansan's capable assistant was right under Feng Di's nose, serving as a guard in his team.

After learning how precious these wax pellets were and the difficulties in obtaining them, Feng Di cherished the sixty pellets.

He carefully placed them into his spatial ring.

"These are too precious, we must use them sparingly." Feng Di said.

"You can open one and smell it before every meal to whet your appetite." Dong Yunyu couldn't resist his strong desire to be shameless and interjected.

A loud boom sounded.

With a kick, Feng Di sent Dong Yunyu flying thousands of zhang away, directly to the office in front of Fang Che's Southeast Headquarters.

"You're so shameless... I've heard of your great name, but I never expected that you'd be just as shameless as Fang Che. I can't bring myself to hit Fang Che, and I can't bring myself to hit you either..." Feng Di shook his head and grinned maliciously.

Fang Che, Mo Gan Yun, and Qiu Yunshang: "..."

As brothers, they should have stood up for Dong Yunyu, but all three of them chose to be shameless.

Moreover, it felt so satisfying... this guy had finally been punished again.

We've been punishing him so much that we're tired of it...

Next, Feng Di was about to leave with Du Shan: "Alright, now that we're safely back in Donghu, I'll leave Feng Wanshi with you. If you disagree, let him find his own team. If he's willing, let him stay in Donghu for a few days before coming to find me."

Feng Di said, "I'll send Du Shan to the headquarters first."

"Understood, don't worry."

Feng Di disappeared with thirty-five people in an instant.

Then, Fang Che quickly made arrangements to accommodate Feng Wanshi and the others.

He returned to Fang Wangfu with several people, including Dong Yunyu.

Currently, Fang Wangfu was almost empty, with only the nine children left to watch over the place.

Having four grown men stay there was like letting sheep loose in a pen.

First, Fang Che contacted Sikong Dou via communication jade, explaining Feng Wanshi's situation and the need for secrecy.

Sikong Dou was a bit reluctant: "I've worked so hard for so many years to gather these, and I never had the chance to study when I was young. I've always dreamed of gaining knowledge, and I'm actually someone who loves literature."

Fang Che almost laughed: "Don't even think about it. With your kind of personality, you shouldn't like literature... If the Sage knew he had a disciple like you, he might be furious."

"But if he comes to me, I still feel deeply hurt."

Sikong Dou was conflicted: "I've stolen so much, but I can't even remember a few words after all these years. Others can remember them after just one look, how am I supposed to live?"

Sikong Dou said with a sense of regret: "I also have a sense of shame."

Fang Che sympathize: "What can be done? You're just so useless. Moreover, you've been stealing for a lifetime, what face do you have left to lose?"

Sikong Dou became furious: "Can't a thief have any shame? Who can steal as well as me? No one!"

"Alright, you're amazing, that's enough."

Fang Che said: "Then what should we do?"

"I'll tell you a place, take him there, and I'll tell you how to unlock the restrictions. I won't show my face."

Sikong Dou said: "True ancient scrolls are not something that can be found in a store. I have an entire warehouse, with millions..."

"Holy shit! So many!!!"

Fang Che was stunned.

He was truly shocked. He had thought that a few hundred or a few thousand would be the limit, after all, they were 'ancient scrolls' and 'fragmented scrolls'. Just imagining these terms, how many could there possibly be?

But this guy had millions? Sikong Dou chuckled: "I've been stealing since I was young, and I've always been most interested in books. Back then, I couldn't even read them, but with each book I stole, I felt like I gained a bit of culture."

"So, stealing books has been a part of my life, all the way until today. Whenever I hear about someone's collection, I go and steal."

"After stealing so many, I started selling books."

"To be honest, I really enjoy being with books, even though they're stolen..."

Sikong Dou seemed a bit lost: "Even though they're stolen, they're still knowledge... Although I can't understand a few of them, after so many years, I can at least flip through them. But damn it, every time I open a book, I feel sleepy... I really love reading, dammit..."

Fang Che was speechless, tears welling up in his eyes.

He truly didn't know what to say.

In response to this heartfelt confession, Fang Che, with his sensitive heart, didn't know how to reply.

"Sigh..."

Sikong Dou seemed to have lost interest: "It's in a warehouse in Donghu City, under the Southeast Headquarters..."

Fang Che was shocked: "What? Where?"

Under the Southeast Headquarters?

In that instant, Fang Che was completely flustered.

Sikong Dou, you're truly a talented individual.

Sikong Dou proudly said: "Didn't expect that, huh? Haha, do you think I've been slacking off all these years? With your brains, you want to catch me? Pfft!"

"Just tell me how to get in." Fang Che didn't even want to listen anymore.

"If you do this and that, you can get in. It's reinforced, well-ventilated, and won't get damp. Let him read inside. I haven't been there for ten years, it should be enough for him to finish, right?"

"Don't take anything away, leave everything for me..." Sikong Dou obviously cherished his collection.

Fang Che hurriedly said: "Don't worry, with so few books, he'll probably finish reading them in a month and memorize them all."

"If he can finish reading them in a month, I'll eat the Southeast Headquarters building!"

Sikong Dou went crazy.

"Then wait for you to eat the building."

The communication was immediately cut off.

Fang Che quickly contacted Feng Wanshi: "Where are you?"

"In the room you arranged at headquarters."

"Wait there. I'll come right away and take you to see the ancient scrolls."

Fang Che valued this greatly because this was a talent who could truly benefit Dongfang Sansan. As long as it could enhance Dongfang Sansan, Fang Che would spare no effort!

Feng Wanshi immediately became spirited: "Great! That's wonderful!"

(End of Chapter)

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