Chapter 403 - 194: The End of the Myth
Chapter 403: Chapter 194: The End of the Myth
Unless you were out of your mind or addicted to showing off, no one would make their home in a hellhole like this.
Jin Youdao saw Fang Shuwen relax slightly and finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like his worthless life was safe for now. Then, he said:
"Inside the Sword God Palace, the most valuable things are the Martial Arts and these swords..."
He glanced around the Sword Tomb at the swords that had been sent flying by Fang Shuwen’s Golden Bell Shield.
Every sword here was extraordinary. Though their values varied, if they were all taken out and sold, it would be an absolutely immense fortune.
And the legacy of the Sword God Palace was even more valuable.
As one of the Five Great Forces of the Northern Domain, if anyone were to sell the Primordial Sword Classic, it would certainly fetch a sky-high price.
Jin Youdao was a very capable man. He calculated the value for Fang Shuwen item by item, but the more he calculated, the more his face soured.
By the end of his calculations, he nearly burst into tears.
"It’s too much, far too much. Although, if we could resell all this, my Golden Bell Tower could reach a new level of prominence."
"But... but I... I don’t have this much silver."
"Hero Fang, how about this... I’ll take these items with me first. As for settling the bill, after I report back to the Tower Master, I’ll ask him to come and discuss it with you personally. How does that sound?"
Fang Shuwen thought for a moment, then nodded.
"That works."
Jin Youdao’s eyes instantly lit up.
"Hero Fang, you’re a straightforward man!"
Fang Shuwen looked at Jin Youdao with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
"After all, I trust that your Golden Bell Tower won’t default on its debt."
"Absolutely not!!"
Jin Youdao swore, pointing to the heavens.
"Good."
Fang Shuwen said with a smile,
"In all my dealings with your Golden Bell Tower, you have indeed proven to be quite trustworthy."
"Oh, right. I’m not selling those seven Famous Swords or the Divine Wood Sword. Remember to have them sent back to me in the Eastern Domain."
"Also, remember to give me a complete inventory list. I’ll keep anything I have a use for."
Upon hearing this, Sun Buping immediately tossed the Divine Wood Sword, which he had been clutching to his chest, to Jin Youdao.
Jin Youdao caught it and nodded hastily.
"Yes, leave this to me. I’ll make sure everything is handled properly, just as Hero Fang wishes."
"Then it’s settled."
Fang Shuwen was indeed very direct.
Jin Youdao, however, kept blinking his small eyes as he looked at Fang Shuwen, seeming to hesitate on the verge of speaking.
Fang Shuwen was a little puzzled.
"What is it? Just say what’s on your mind..."
"Well..."
Jin Youdao gave an ingratiating smile.
"Hero Fang, I’m just speaking off the cuff, so please don’t take it too seriously. If I say anything wrong and offend you, I beg you not to chop my head off in a fit of anger."
"Just hearing you say that makes me want to kill you with a single palm strike."
Fang Shuwen’s face darkened.
"I am a humble gentleman. How could I possibly kill people at will?"
"To slander my good name with such baseless talk is simply outrageous."
Jin Youdao took these words at face value and nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, of course. It is this lowly one who misspoke."
"What is it you really want to say?"
"It’s just... Look, Ye Wufeng deserved to die, and so his so-called legend comes to an end."
"Your feud with the Sword God Palace is over."
"But... but that Mu Tiange is, after all, the Pavilion Master of the Thousand Snow Pavilion."
"Don’t you think... you should cut the weeds and pull out the roots!?"
Fang Shuwen was taken aback for a moment, unsure whether to laugh or cry.
’You merchants all have such black hearts.’
However, after thinking for a moment, he still shook his head.
"I have other plans for this matter."
After the battle at the Sword God Palace, the Northern Domain was bound to face a massive upheaval. The Thousand Snow Pavilion was indeed a problem, but it wasn’t one he needed to solve.
Fang Qingyi’s Saintess Sect was more than capable of dealing with a Thousand Snow Pavilion that no longer had Mu Tiange.
If Fang Shuwen were to act himself, most of the people in the Thousand Snow Pavilion would not survive. But if the Saintess Sect took action, the result would be vastly different.
With the Western Domain in turmoil and a great calamity looming over the Northern Domain, the lives of these people could be put to better use elsewhere.
In the past, Fang Shuwen wouldn’t have considered such things, but now, he had to think more about the people of his branch family.
Hearing this, Jin Youdao didn’t dare say another word. Fang Shuwen, meanwhile, leaped onto Fang Dabao’s back.
"We’re leaving."
Sun Buping hurriedly said,
"Hero Fang! From this day forward, my Cyan Sheep Sect will follow your lead! Whether it’s climbing a mountain of blades or diving into a wok of boiling oil, as long as you give the word, I, Sun Buping, will obey without fail!!"
He shouted while watching Fang Dabao carry Fang Shuwen, about to exit the Sword Tomb.
He was just about to chase after them to pledge his loyalty again.
But he saw Fang Shuwen wave his hand without turning his head.
"I’ll remember."
Hearing him say that, Sun Buping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Fang Shuwen hadn’t explicitly said he would take the Cyan Sheep Sect under his command,
that single sentence was enough to establish a connection between them.
Now, with turmoil about to erupt in the Northern Domain, Mu Tiange of the Thousand Snow Pavilion dead in the Sword God Palace, and the Sword God Palace itself utterly crushed from top to bottom by Fang Shuwen,
the Cyan Sheep Sect naturally had to find a way to secure its footing amidst the chaos.
Fang Shuwen was a powerful patron, though not an easy one to cling to.
But Sun Buping was unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
He turned his head to glance at Jin Youdao, who was still clacking away on his abacus. Sun Buping pondered for a moment before asking,
"Is the Primordial Sword Classic for sale?"
"It is."
Jin Youdao lifted his gaze and chuckled slyly.
"Since Sect Leader Sun has this connection with Hero Fang,"
"the price is naturally negotiable... However, you’ll have to wait until I’ve sorted through all these items and Hero Fang has made his selections."
Sun Buping suddenly felt a chill, as if he had been targeted by something terrifying.
Glancing at his surroundings, he shook his head repeatedly.
"Let’s go, let’s go. We can discuss this outside. I just have a bad feeling about this godforsaken place; it feels unsettling."
The two men, one fat and one thin, chatted idly as they slowly walked out of the Sword Tomb.
Only the corpse of Ye Wufeng was left behind in the deep pit, completely ignored...
Having settled a great weight on his mind, Fang Shuwen naturally felt much more relaxed.
Fang Dabao seemed to sense its master’s state of mind, its gait light and brisk as it ran.
In just a few moments, they had passed through the main gates of the Sword God Palace.
Suddenly, Fang Shuwen had Fang Dabao stop.
Fang Dabao came to a steady halt, and Fang Shuwen turned to look back at the giant plaque above the Sword God Palace gates.
Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, a sliver of Palm Power rose like a blade.
Unskilled Palm Technique—Mountain Splitting!
The Palm Technique, sharp as a blade, swept across the plaque in an instant.
Only then did Fang Shuwen urge Fang Dabao to continue down the mountain. Behind him, a deafening RUMBLE echoed as the enormous plaque crashed to the ground.