Chapter 387 - 189: A Blade
Chapter 387: Chapter 189: A Blade
But after some thought, Fang Shuwen felt it wasn’t the best approach.
’I should focus my insights in this direction from now on. I need to see if I can deepen the power of the North Nether Divine Technique.’
The North Nether Divine Technique was extraordinarily effective; it was worth spending more mental energy to experiment with it.
While he was lost in thought, he finished completely draining Zhao Wuji of his Inner Strength.
His hair, which had been salt-and-pepper, was now entirely white.
Fang Shuwen looked at him and suddenly shook his head. The man’s actual age was far from this decrepit state, but guilt and remorse were truly torturous things.
The woman Zhao Wuji had killed all those years ago had been the love of his life.
That much was certain.
Therefore, his guilt was real, and so was his sin. It was precisely because they were real that his Martial Arts had been able to continuously break through to new levels.
But the torment of the past twenty years was also real.
If not for the support of his unfathomable Inner Strength, Zhao Wuji would have long since withered into a decrepit old man.
Now that he had lost his Inner Strength, he had reverted to what he would have looked like naturally.
At that moment, Zhao Wuji felt like a pile of mud splattered on the ground. He looked at Fang Shuwen and struggled to speak:
"No wonder... No wonder you... at such a young age... possess such Martial Arts.
"No wonder... you never cared about the Glazed Saint Body...
"It turns out you... possess a Divine Technique that can convert an opponent’s Inner Strength into your own...
"But, with so many different types of Inner Strength inside you, sooner or later, you... you will die from a True Qi backlash!!"
Fang Shuwen glanced down at him.
"You don’t need to trouble yourself with my affairs.
"Instead, you should wonder if you’ll see the woman you killed after you die.
"Have you figured out how you’re going to explain yourself to her?"
An unprecedented terror instantly appeared on Zhao Wuji’s face.
"No... No, don’t kill me...
"I can’t face her... I don’t..."
THWACK! Fang Shuwen’s palm landed on the crown of Zhao Wuji’s head.
Facing the Sect Leader of the Heaven-Slaying Sect, Fang Shuwen showed no mercy. Zhao Wuji’s head shattered, and his headless corpse slumped to the ground.
Whether one could see the dead after dying... Fang Shuwen didn’t know, but that didn’t stop him from twisting the knife before the kill.
He didn’t spare another glance for the famous Sect Leader Zhao of the Northern Domain and turned to leave.
When he found Long Qingzhi, she was sitting cross-legged on a large stone, clearly cultivating the Glazed Holy Heart Scripture.
Not far away, Fang Dabao was huffing and puffing, arduously practicing the Great Black Heaven God Palm.
Fang Shuwen looked at the two of them, momentarily speechless.
’I don’t get why they’re trying so hard...’
The sound of footsteps startled Long Qingzhi and Fang Dabao from their frenzied training.
Long Qingzhi stopped circulating her energy and hopped down from the stone.
"Is it over?"
"Yes."
Fang Shuwen nodded and called out to Fang Dabao.
"It’s time for us to go."
"Go where?"
Long Qingzhi asked.
Fang Shuwen glanced at her. Long Qingzhi froze for a moment, a bad feeling rising in her heart, and she instantly grew uneasy.
Her lips parted, just about to say something, when she heard Fang Shuwen speak.
"Did we forget something?"
"What is it?"
Long Qingzhi blinked, then suddenly clapped her hands together.
"Zhao Ziying!"
Realization dawned on Fang Shuwen.
"So we really did forget him..."
"What should we do?"
Long Qingzhi gave a wry smile.
"We left him in Cold Valley Town. Since we took Zhao Wuji, the people from the Heaven-Slaying Sect will definitely see Zhao Ziying as a traitor.
"By now... I don’t know what’s become of him."
"Let’s go take a look."
Fang Shuwen said.
"If he’s dead, we’ll collect his body. If he’s not, then he’s a lucky man."
"Okay."
Long Qingzhi pushed aside her uneasiness and sat on Fang Dabao’s back with Fang Shuwen. At Fang Shuwen’s command, Fang Dabao immediately took off, transforming into a black-and-white blur as he raced toward Cold Valley Town.
Watching the flying Fang Dabao, Fang Shuwen suddenly wondered, ’Could this guy learn the Electric Light Divine Step?’
Although Fang Dabao had been learning Martial Arts from him, it had only been Fist Techniques and Palm Techniques.
They had never tried Lightweight Techniques...
’As for things like Inner Strength, there’s no point in even thinking about it. Even if I taught him, he wouldn’t be able to learn it. He’s smart, but he’s not some kind of prodigy.’
Fang Dabao was a naturally born Exotic Beast with strong bones and sinews. Moreover, he most likely wasn’t an adult yet, and his body was still growing.
He also had Inner Strength in his body, though it was unclear if it was inherited from his parents or accumulated from eating the bamboo shoots and stalks in the Purple Bamboo Forest.
If he were human, the former would certainly be impossible.
But Fang Dabao wasn’t human. There were no records on Exotic Beasts like him, so anything was possible.
The Inner Strength in Fang Dabao’s body was not weak. It didn’t dissipate with use but would instead regenerate.
Fang Shuwen had checked before; this Inner Strength wasn’t located in his Dantian but was spread throughout his limbs and bones—it was everywhere in his body.
He could use it to perform the Martial Arts Fang Shuwen taught him, but... could he use it to perform Lightweight Techniques?
’If he could... a panda that knows the Electric Light Divine Step...’ The mere thought of the prospect made Fang Shuwen a little excited.
Therefore, throughout the entire journey, Fang Shuwen’s mind was preoccupied with how he should go about teaching Fang Dabao a Lightweight Technique.
’I wonder if the little guy is even interested in Lightweight Techniques?’
And just as Fang Shuwen was lost in his thoughts, they arrived at Cold Valley Town.
Fang Dabao slowed down and let out a low growl, seeming to have sensed something unusual in the desolate town.
Fang Shuwen reached out and patted Fang Dabao’s large head. Only then did he quiet down and continue forward.