Chapter 379 - 186: Mission Complete
Chapter 379: Chapter 186: Mission Complete
He had originally intended to use Fang Shuwen to humiliate Zhao Ziying.
Who would have thought the result would be so different from what he’d imagined.
Fang Shuwen, however, just smiled and said,
"What’s the hurry? Let’s go see your Sect Leader first."
"As for getting revenge on him, we can do that later."
The two Swordsmen exchanged a glance. Suddenly, one of them looked at Fang Dabao and his expression changed instantly. His gaze then shifted to Long Qingzhi, and he drew a sharp breath.
He cupped his fist slightly.
"Might I be so bold as to ask your name?"
The question sounded familiar to Fang Shuwen. He glanced at Zhao Ziying, then smiled.
"I am Fang Shuwen."
"The Human World Demon God!!"
Sure enough, the color drained from both men’s faces.
Fang Shuwen grinned. ’Why’d they add "Human World" to it?’
’Makes it sound like I’m not even human...’
But this wasn’t the time to quibble over details. He had already accepted the title "Demon Evil God."
He couldn’t care less what prefixes they added to it.
He simply asked,
"Are you two willing to lead the way?"
Now that they knew Fang Shuwen’s identity, the two men dared not act rashly. They immediately nodded.
"After you, Hero Fang."
With that, they began to lead the way. Fang Shuwen followed, bringing Long Qingzhi and Zhao Ziying with him.
As they walked, Fang Shuwen asked Zhao Ziying,
"What happened to you?"
"..."
Hearing this, Zhao Ziying was on the verge of tears.
He desperately wanted to scream, ’Isn’t this all your fault?’
But he knew it would be pointless, and he’d probably just get laughed at by Fang Shuwen. He took a deep breath.
"You left the next day without a word. By the time I realized it, it was too late."
"We agreed we’d come to Cold Valley Town together. I couldn’t just let you come all by yourself, so I headed this way to look for you."
"I couldn’t find you, and ended up running into these two animals instead."
Fang Shuwen clearly saw veins pop on the foreheads of the two men leading the way.
"They said I disgraced the name of the Heaven-Cutting Saber and needlessly started a feud by helping you deal with people from the Sword God Palace."
"They said I had to be punished according to sect rules. They wouldn’t even let me explain—they just attacked me."
"And poor me, I was still injured. How could I be a match for these two animals?"
"After they captured me, they brought me here to await the Sect Leader’s judgment."
Hearing themselves called "animals" again and again, the two men up front were so furious they nearly coughed up blood. But with the Demon Evil God right there, they didn’t dare to lash out.
The Five Great Forces of the Northern Domain were high and mighty, but that was only in the eyes of others.
When faced with someone like Fang Shuwen, who killed at the drop of a hat... they really didn’t dare to put on airs.
Hadn’t everyone heard how Fang Shuwen killed Young Master Tinghua of the Thousand Snow Pavilion?
On their journey, they’d also heard a rumor that Young Master Tingfeng had died at Fang Shuwen’s hands as well.
The Thousand Snow Pavilion was also one of the Five Great Forces, yet the deaths of those two hadn’t caused so much as a ripple... It was clear that when facing Fang Shuwen, it was best to tuck your tail between your legs and behave.
Of course, it wasn’t yet clear whether the matter concerning Young Master Tingfeng was true or not.
It was just a vague rumor.
But traveling with Fang Shuwen was no different from walking alongside a tiger, so they couldn’t afford to be careless.
At this thought, their pace couldn’t help but quicken.
Fang Shuwen could keep up easily, of course, but the pace was a bit rushed for Long Qingzhi.
This displeased Fang Shuwen.
"Are you in a hurry?"
Cold sweat instantly beaded on the two men’s foreheads. It felt as if Fang Shuwen had asked, ’Are you in a hurry to die?’
They immediately shook their heads.
"No hurry, no hurry."
"Then walk slower."
"Yes, yes, yes."
The two men nodded hastily.
Zhao Ziying saw this and burst out laughing.
"So you have a day like this too!"
Hearing this, the two men turned to look at Zhao Ziying. The younger of the two sneered.
"Laughing? We’ll see if you’re still laughing when you meet the Sect Leader."
"You go out and refuse to admit your identity, and your cultivation of the Seven Emotions and Seven Sins Heaven-Slaying Saber is a complete disaster."
"You even brought trouble upon our clan..."
"Even with Hero Fang protecting you, you won’t escape your fate today."
Zhao Ziying quickly said to Fang Shuwen,
"See? He has no respect for you."
Fang Shuwen rolled his eyes.
"Shut up."
"Yes."
The two swordsmen immediately fell silent. Zhao Ziying chuckled, but he too decisively shut his mouth.
The group walked on in silence, soon arriving at a small courtyard.
The two men immediately announced,
"Zhao Wuqi and Zhao Zicheng request an audience with the Sect Leader."
Fang Shuwen, meanwhile, looked around the courtyard. It was a simple farmhouse yard, and the snow in front of the gate had been swept clean.
The surroundings were quiet, presenting a picture of tranquil years.
There was no response from inside. The two disciples of the Zhao Clan didn’t dare to move, but Fang Shuwen pushed them aside, walked up to the gate, and gave it a casual push.
The gate swung open instantly.
The two men’s faces changed.
"Don’t be so presumptuous!"
Fang Shuwen paid them no mind, leading Long Qingzhi through the gate.
"A visitor is a guest. We can’t just wait outside like you."
"Besides, the gate wasn’t locked. We’ll just wait in the courtyard for a moment."
There was a square table with stools in the yard. Fang Shuwen pulled one out for Long Qingzhi to sit on, then took a seat on another himself.
Fang Dabao took a brief turn around the yard before finally settling down by Fang Shuwen’s feet.
Zhao Ziying didn’t join them. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall of the main house, striking the pose of an aloof and independent Swordsman.
The two Heaven-Slaying Sect Members at the gate were suddenly covered in a cold sweat.
This was the Sect Leader’s place of seclusion.
How could outsiders be allowed to set foot inside so easily?
But Fang Shuwen’s Martial Arts were superb, and he was known to be fierce, domineering, and utterly ruthless.
If they refused or tried to force him out... what if he flew into a rage and beat them both to death? What then?
But if they let it be, what would they do when the Sect Leader returned?
As they wrestled with their dilemma, they heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching from the mouth of the alley. The two men at the gate looked up and immediately dropped to one knee.
"Greetings, Sect Leader."
A voice tinged with worldly weariness came from outside the gate.
"Oh, we have guests?"
"I wonder which friend has graced my humble home?"
As he spoke, a refined-looking middle-aged man walked up to the gate.
He wore a set of simple, coarse clothes. His hair was mostly black, save for the white at his temples.
His features were unremarkable, quite ordinary, but he possessed a fine, scholarly temperament.
He carried a bamboo basket containing a few small farming tools, and the hem of his robe was tucked into his waist, as if he had just returned from doing some farm work.
’But Cold Valley Town is in a state of perpetual winter,’ Fang Shuwen thought. ’Crops can’t grow here. What kind of farm work could he possibly be doing?’
As this thought crossed Fang Shuwen’s mind, he slowly rose from his stool and cupped his fist slightly.
"This junior, Fang Shuwen, greets Senior Zhao Wuji."