goodnovel Chapter 96 : Kill Every Last One of Them
Chapter 96 : Kill Every Last One of Them
Chapter 96: Kill Every Last One of Them
Perfected Yue Han rubbed her hands together. The exposed half of her pale little face appeared conflicted, as though she wanted to speak yet hesitated.
To her, Cheng Hua could actually be considered the only junior she truly paid attention to.
On one hand, due to her withdrawn personality, she had never accepted disciples.
On the other hand, she and Cheng Hua’s master, Perfected Yue Shu, had been close friends for many years. Ever since Cheng Hua entered the sect, she had often taken care of and taught Cheng Hua in place of the perpetually drunk Perfected Yue Shu.
She admired Cheng Hua’s aptitude greatly.
And due to her own personality, she also deeply envied Cheng Hua’s clear heart and detached desires, her pure and transparent Dao Heart.
As for the concerns raised by that drunken master of hers—
‘A Dao Heart that has never entered the mortal world may harbor hidden dangers.’
She simply could not agree.
Someone like Cheng Hua was already perfect.
“Xiao Hua...”
Her voice was soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
Cheng Hua was quite familiar with this friend of her master and leaned closer to listen.
“Cultivation should remain your priority... Do not allow yourself to be influenced too deeply by others... As for that disciple Fang Chang, it would be best to have as little contact with him as possible...”
Cheng Hua remained expressionless.
“This disciple has little connection with him to begin with. Naturally, there will not be much contact.”
“That is very good...”
As they spoke,
The group traveled deeper and deeper through the constructed cave tunnel. As they gradually approached the convergence point of the two spirit veins, the smell of blood began drifting toward them.
Perfected Yue Han’s expression changed slightly as she grew serious.
After another several dozen steps, they discovered several cultivator corpses scattered across the ground.
Judging by their attire,
They were actually cultivators from Twin Su Manor itself.
At the same time,
Spiritual light surged violently at the convergence point of the two spirit veins. A coffin slowly rose from the center of the vortex, merging into the convergence point itself.
In an instant,
Spiritual Essence erupted wildly, and heaven and earth trembled.
Perfected Yue Han hurriedly transmitted her voice.
After listening, Cheng Hua made an immediate decision.
“Everyone retreat!”
But clearly, it was already too late.
The space above the convergence point suddenly shattered apart. Massive boulders crashed downward amidst clouds of dust as cracks spread wildly in every direction like spiderwebs. The entire cavernous space began collapsing.
Perfected Yue Han hurriedly raised a protective barrier, enveloping all the disciples within.
Meanwhile, at the very instant of collapse, confusion surfaced on Cheng Hua’s face—
She saw several crooked words carved into the wall:
“Fang was here.”
“Rumble rumble rumble——”
...
...
Fang Chang stepped within the yellow earthen walls of Twin Su Manor.
Suddenly, he turned his head toward the west, where the sounds of collapse echoed.
There was no need to guess.
It had to be the convergence point of the two spirit veins where that so-called ‘Ancestor Lord’ had been buried.
At the foot of the mountain, mist drifted through Twin Su Manor. Rows upon rows of houses stood packed together like jagged teeth, yet not the slightest trace of life remained.
Far off upon the mountainside, shadowy figures moved through the fog while the sounds of clashing weapons rang continuously.
The brilliance of a formation suddenly rose upward, climbing along the walls of Twin Su Manor and forming a giant birdcage.
“A formation!?”
Song Zitan exclaimed in shock.
Her companion immediately panicked. Upon attempting to touch the birdcage formation, she felt a faint inward pressure compressing toward the center.
“Zitan! I told you we should’ve left earlier!”
Correct.
That ‘birdcage’ was steadily and slowly shrinking inward.
After hearing Fang Chang intended to enter Twin Su Manor at night, Song Zitan had actually boldly insisted on following along as well.
Fang Chang had tried persuading her. He really had.
But she possessed exactly the kind of rebellious personality that became more defiant the more people tried to persuade her otherwise, stubbornly insisting on coming.
It absolutely had nothing to do with those five thousand yuan.
And now, the moment they entered, the formation seemed to seize the opportunity and immediately rose into place.
Song Zitan could not help panicking as well.
“Senior Brother Fang, what do we do?”
Fang Chang ignored her completely.
He looked distantly toward the mountainside where battle sounds echoed nonstop.
A trace of nostalgia surfaced within him.
“A battle royale...”
Back when battle royale games experienced their second great wave of popularity,
《Fallen Immortal》 had also attempted to incorporate and pay tribute to that element within its missions.
The Twin Su Manor mission was one such example.
This mission was divided into two sections.
The first—
Was the current battle royale phase.
Here, players had two choices.
Participate, or hide and survive.
But regardless of which option they chose, they needed to complete at least one of the four hidden missions from the east, south, west, or north. Only then could they suppress the invasion of the Demonic Seed.
Otherwise, they would become slaves to the Demonic Seed just like the other NPCs.
The second phase—
Was the selection of the manifested vessel.
If the player achieved first place during the battle royale phase while possessing two or fewer hidden items, they themselves would become the manifested vessel and die immediately.
Only by possessing three hidden items could one significantly weaken the Ancestor Lord and force him out of the body.
It was also possible to hide away using the hidden items without participating at all.
In that case, the manifested vessel would be selected from the victorious NPC.
Only then would the true BOSS battle begin.
Of course,
During the first phase, players aligned with lawful good morality would also attempt to rescue the NPCs corrupted by Demonic Seeds.
Unfortunately, Fang Chang was not one of them.
His gaze darkened as he smiled meaningfully toward Song Zitan and her companion.
Song Zitan had thought he would explain things.
But Fang Chang merely continued staring at them with that strange expression.
The way he looked at them made her skin crawl. A terrible premonition surfaced in her mind, and her heart began pounding wildly.
Bang!
Suddenly,
A nearby two-story house looked as though it had been smashed downward by an invisible giant hand from above. The entire wooden building exploded apart instantly into shattered wood and rubble amidst clouds of dusty smoke.
Song Zitan turned toward it in panic and saw a cultivator covered in blood lying amidst the ruins.
His abdomen had been torn open, intestines and organs spilling down across his crotch, yet rather than dying, he stood up while laughing wildly.
He abruptly looked over this way. Purple-black aura filled his eyes, exactly like those One Brush Studio cultivators from before.
Song Zitan’s breathing halted for half a beat.
“Senior Brother Fang!”
She turned toward him in panic—
Only for Fang Chang to raise a hand and strike out with a palm.
Using the already prepared 《Demonic Seed Planting Art》, he forcefully implanted it deep within the two women’s bodies.
Their bodies trembled violently.
“Sometimes you need to learn how to rely on yourself, Junior Sister Song.”
“I don’t understand what you mean! What was that?!”
“It means you’ll have to deal with him yourself.”
“Then why did you save me back then?!”
Her companion tugged desperately at Song Zitan’s sleeve while retreating backward.
“This man was never a good person! Just look at how sinister he is, Zitan!”
Fang Chang burst into loud laughter.
If you survive this, then the debt of those five thousand yuan will be completely erased.
“In this slaughter, the Demonic Seeds of the defeated shall return to the Ancestor’s body. The greater the number of deaths, the stronger the power of the Demonic Seeds...”
And the more Demonic Seeds I harvest through 《Demonic Seed Planting Art》, the more benefits I obtain.
Fear surfaced within Song Zitan’s eyes.
She could not understand Fang Chang’s thoughts at all. It felt as though a layer of darkness completely enveloped him.
Even while fleeing, she still repeatedly turned back toward Fang Chang in disbelief.
“Benefactor! You’re doing this again!”
Zhang Su suddenly floated gracefully out from the Black Tortoise Square Cauldron. Her expression was anxious and disappointed as she moved to chase after Song Zitan.
“Shigu Zhang.”
Fang Chang stood motionless where he was and called out to stop her.
Behind him, Zhao Yuntong unleashed one strike of Nine Gap Severings, slicing the blood-covered cultivator into minced flesh.
Blood rain filled the sky.
Fang Chang raised a hand and pointed toward the mountainside while smiling.
“Rather than saving strangers you met only once, why not properly look after the disciples of your Lü Family?”
Zhang Su’s footsteps froze abruptly.
Following his gaze,
She saw Lü Shu sprinting frantically through the streets with terror across her face, throwing talisman papers out recklessly as she fled.
Behind her chased three or four Demonic Seed cultivators.
Zhang Su bit down upon her pearly teeth.
Turning back to glance once toward the direction Song Zitan and her companion had fled, she saw that they were still relatively safe for now. Then she instantly transformed into streaking light and rushed toward Lü Shu.
Zhao Yuntong leaned against Fang Chang’s side, her figure graceful and alluring.
“What do you want me to do? Kill every last one of them?”
“Don’t be so cruel, Tongzi. You must understand—when people are killed, they die.”
Zhao Yuntong glanced sideways at him.
“Then why deliberately provoke that lustful nun like this?”
Fang Chang shook his head.
“Just as I said before—calm and steady thoughts can never stir the Great Dao.”