Chapter 424 - 201: With the Wind into the Night
Chapter 424: Chapter 201: With the Wind into the Night
It meant one thing: he had misjudged.
Just then, Fang Shuwen wasn’t in some vulnerable state where his old strength was spent and new strength had yet to be mustered. He had simply, casually, cast out some bait—it might not have even been for him specifically.
It was for whoever was willing to take the bait...
Anyone who attacked him in that moment would die.
It just so happened that this time... he was the one who died.
The last flicker of his life wasn’t enough time to think any further. His vision went black, and he fell dead on the spot.
The slaughter within the Rain Curtain continued. Though not as many people from the Night Rain Tower had come as Fang Shuwen expected, there were still over three hundred of them.
Most of them were desperately trying to surround and kill Fang Shuwen, but he had already seen through the mysteries of their Body Technique, and the poisoned blood they carried had no effect on him whatsoever.
Although their Martial Arts were more cunning than those of ordinary Jianghu people, they were still no match for Fang Shuwen.
Fang Shuwen held nothing back, unleashing a massacre. In an instant, the area was filled with shrieks and howls of agony, with severed limbs and broken bodies scattered everywhere.
A smaller group was tasked with dealing with Miao Feichan and Fang Dabao.
However, Miao Feichan’s Lightweight Technique was unparalleled. Now fully recovered from her injuries, she darted and weaved through the crowd with abandon, and no one could even touch her.
As for those dealing with Fang Dabao, their fate was even more tragic.
Fang Dabao knew Martial Arts...
An Exotic Beast that knew Martial Arts, and it had even learned ultimate techniques like the Sea-Shaking Divine Fist and the Great Black Heaven God Palm.
Relying on its innate Divine Power and the Inner Strength in its body, its assailants not only failed to injure the tough-hided giant panda, but were instead swatted aside by the behemoth, suffering heavy casualties.
A moment later, however, their struggles came to an end.
Because Fang Shuwen had arrived.
Realizing the situation was hopeless, they stopped their assault and leaped away, attempting to retreat.
But would Fang Shuwen allow them to leave?
Miao Feichan suddenly burst into action. She wasn’t a great fighter, but she was an expert at blocking people’s escape.
Fang Shuwen killed a group of the assassins she intercepted, leaving a few alive.
And with that, the ambush in the rain came to a close.
There weren’t many survivors, only three.
Fang Shuwen found two more among the corpses, barely scraping together five survivors, and tossed them into a pile.
He wasted no words on them, directly using A Line. The Martial Art wasn’t fully developed yet, and Fang Shuwen hadn’t bothered to think of a better name for it, so for now, he just called it A Line.
Shrill screams of agony carried far through the Rain Curtain.
After a long while, Fang Shuwen finally granted them some relief and asked a few questions.
Unfortunately, these men weren’t high-ranking members of the Night Rain Tower, so their knowledge was limited. They only knew they had been ordered to ambush and kill Fang Shuwen here, and to seize the Seven Stars.
In fact, the plan prioritized seizing the Seven Stars; whether or not they actually killed Fang Shuwen was less important.
The first step of the plan was the assassination attempt.
The ones leading the attack were the pair disguised as a farmer and his son.
If the two of them failed, then this group would strike.
They were to use the "Poison Blood Array" to inflict a deadly poison on Fang Shuwen and Miao Feichan. If the poison could kill them, the mission would be simple.
If it didn’t kill them, or if even one of them was poisoned, they could use it as leverage to force them to hand over the Seven Stars in exchange for their lives.
But if the "Poison Blood Array" proved useless, the only option left was a direct assault.
Which ultimately led to the present outcome.
Fang Shuwen learned from them that the so-called "Poison Blood Array" wasn’t a true Array at all, but just a name.
The important part was the "poison blood" itself. All of these men had cultivated a Martial Art called the Black Blood Scripture.
It allowed them to transform their own blood into a blood-toxin.
The rain couldn’t wash it away, and the wind couldn’t disperse it. Once tainted, without the Night Rain Tower’s exclusive antidote, a victim would only live for twenty-four hours.
It was one of the methods the Night Rain Tower relied upon most.
Who would have thought it would be utterly useless against Fang Shuwen.
After a few more questions, something struck Fang Shuwen as odd, so he asked:
"Did your group not have a leader?"
The Night Rain Tower assassins glanced at one another, their gazes sweeping across the corpse-littered ground.
"We did... but you killed him."
Miao Feichan shot Fang Shuwen a faint, knowing smile.
"Huh?"
Fang Shuwen was quite surprised as well:
"They all looked the same to me. How was I supposed to know which one was in charge?
"None of them seemed particularly skilled in Martial Arts, either."
He truly hadn’t noticed anything different about any of them. In fact, the man who had attacked him using With the Wind into the Night was their leader.
He had already cultivated the Five Arts to the stage of the Observing Traces Technique.
Unfortunately, the gap between him and Fang Shuwen was still too vast. He was killed by the rebound from Fang Shuwen’s Buddhist Thunder Sound, dying on his own sword.
It all happened in the blink of an eye, so naturally, Fang Shuwen hadn’t noticed how much more skilled the man was than the others...
But it wasn’t worth being disappointed over. After all, with Miao Feichan around, they were sure to appear again.
Since he couldn’t get any more information out of them, Fang Shuwen wasted no more words. He struck each of them dead with a casual blow, then braved the heavy rain to walk a wide circle among the corpses, ensuring every single person was dead before finally leaving with Miao Feichan.
Looking at the nearby village, the two of them exchanged a glance.
’We just got to this village and were ambushed by the Night Rain Tower before we even set foot inside. Could there be something wrong with the village, too?’
Fang Shuwen felt that today’s ambush seemed... unsubstantial. ’Could this have been just an appetizer?’
Miao Feichan asked softly,
"Should we stay the night here?"
Fang Shuwen replied with a smile,
"We have to stay here.
"If there’s nothing wrong with the village, we can get a good night’s rest.
"And if there is a problem with the village... well, that suits me just fine."
Miao Feichan nodded.
After all, Fang Shuwen’s plan was brutally simple: hunt down and annihilate everyone from the Night Rain Tower.
Therefore, when they ran into trouble, retreating was not his first choice.
Instead, he would face the challenge head-on and beat every last one of them to death.
’If the Night Rain Tower isn’t forced to retreat, how will Dragon Abyss ever make a move?’
Their minds made up, Fang Shuwen and Miao Feichan led Fang Dabao toward the village.
The village wasn’t particularly small, and right in its center stood an imposing, high-gated mansion.
A plaque hung high above the gate, bearing two words: Chen Residence.
Fang Shuwen headed straight for it, placed his hand on the door knocker, and knocked gently.
"We are travelers caught in a sudden storm, seeking shelter for one night. We ask the master of the house to be so kind as to accommodate us."