Chapter 439 - 206: The Seven Stars Can Be Forsaken, the Demon God Must Be Slain
Chapter 439: Chapter 206: The Seven Stars Can Be Forsaken, the Demon God Must Be Slain
From a distance, he looked like an enlightened monk, but there were no ordination scars on his head.
Up close, however, one could see a massive Ghost Head Saber strapped to his back.
The blade was so stained with blood that not even the rain could wash it clean.
As he stepped into the solitary tower, watery blood, thinned by the rain, still dripped from the tip of his blade onto the floor.
This was none other than Tu Qianqiu, the Pavilion Master of Salvation Pavilion.
As these two arrived, one after the other, the remaining three soon joined them.
Su Baiyu and Gongshu Ji came one after the other, and the last to arrive was a woman.
Upon her arrival, everyone—from the aloof Shen Qingfeng to Tu Qianqiu, whose eyes held nothing but killing intent—could not help but fix their gazes on her.
The Pavilion Master of the Retaining Fragrance Pavilion, Tang Xi.
Her attire was neither flamboyant nor revealing. Despite having walked in from the rain, her clothes didn’t become so clingy as to reveal her maddening figure.
And yet, even so, she was still able to instantly capture everyone’s attention.
A faint red glint flashed in Tu Qianqiu’s eyes. He took a deep breath, slowly lowered his head, and the sound of his chanting grew louder.
Shen Qingfeng, on the other hand, simply closed his eyes, using his Sword Intent to cool his restless heart.
Su Baiyu sighed, took a small vial from his waist, and popped a pill into his mouth before asking Gongshu Ji:
"Want one?"
Gongshu Ji sighed.
"Before I met Tang Xi, I thought nothing in this life could capture my attention more than the Mechanical Arts.
"Sometimes I really want to ask the heavens above—we’re all human, so how did an enchantress like her suddenly appear out of nowhere?"
He took the elixir pill and swallowed it.
It was a Heart Cleansing Pill of Su Baiyu’s own creation.
Tang Xi’s cool eyes flickered over to Gongshu Ji.
"Say that again and I’ll beat you."
"..."
Gongshu Ji immediately fell silent.
Tang Xi’s beauty wasn’t the seductive, glamorous type, nor was it the kind that made men want to drag her to bed the moment they saw her.
Rather, it was an attraction that made people unconsciously obey her words, that made them subconsciously want to present her with all the beautiful things in the world.
To this day, there was only one person in the entire world who remained unaffected by her beauty.
She looked at that person.
"The Vice Tower Master is dead. Does the Tower Master intend to seek revenge?"
"I do."
Shi Wuya’s voice was level, but his resolute attitude was just as clear.
"The son of a noble house does not sit beneath the eaves."
Shen Qingfeng spoke slowly, his eyes still closed. His tone was neither fast nor slow, compelling those who heard him to take his words to heart.
Tu Qianqiu, however, suddenly snapped his eyes open, revealing pupils filled with bloodlust.
"I heard that man crossed thousands of miles on his own, tore through an entire Jianghu, and killed the Northern Domain Sword God, Ye Wufeng.
"I wish... to grant him salvation!"
"Then it’s settled. The Tower Master will remain here while we go and slay the demon."
Su Baiyu glanced at Shi Wuya.
"The five of us will strike together, and we’ll bring our vanguard.
"Even if we have to trade lives for it... I refuse to believe this Demon Evil God is truly a demon among men."
"If he’s human, he can die.
"He can be wounded, he can feel fear, he can bleed...
"And Fang Shuwen is no different."
Gongshu Ji was polishing an intricate box on his back.
That was his ’Thousand Mechanisms Box.’ The box was small, but it contained one hundred twenty-eight kinds of hidden weapons. Paired with Su Baiyu’s poisons, its power was far beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.
He looked up at Shi Wuya.
"We have the means to make him get hurt, to make him bleed, to make him feel fear...
"So, Tower Master, you will stay here."
Shi Wuya fell silent. Sword Qi spread and roamed throughout the solitary tower, yet it never came to a boil.
Finally, he slowly exhaled.
"Fine."
"Do we know his whereabouts?"
Tang Xi asked.
"He is heading to the Eastern Domain. You can rendezvous with Mo Wen and ambush him on a major route in the Eastern Domain ahead of time."
Shi Wuya’s voice seemed to have regained its calm, but it was tinged with a hint of gloom.
"The Seven Stars can be sacrificed, but the Demon God must be slain!"
No one said anything more. After exchanging a look, Gongshu Ji also got up from the floor.
They cupped their fists and bowed.
"We take our leave."
With that, the group walked out of the solitary tower.
Once again, they stepped into the rain.
Shen Qingfeng’s gaze fell upon the people kneeling on the ground, and with a light wave of his hand, he ordered:
"Move out."
He took to the air first, with Su Baiyu, Tang Xi, and the others following close behind.
The last to move were the people who had been kneeling on the ground.
Figures zipped through the Rain Curtain, this journey eastward, with one intent... to slay a demon!
...
...
Fang Shuwen would never have guessed that the Vice Tower Master’s words would become a self-fulfilling prophecy.
’To think that after I killed him, Night Rain Tower would actually mobilize its full strength...’
He had already left the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Fang Dabao’s large bundle, once filled with bamboo and shoots from the Cuizhu Mountain Villa, had been emptied and replaced with a full load of purple bamboo shoots.
The smile was evident even in the eyes of the behemoth.
Fang Shuwen was quite happy to see it growing bigger and bigger.
Miao Feichan, too, was in a rare, relaxed mood. The Northern Domain was gradually falling behind them, and the Eastern Domain was now close at hand.
It seemed the secrets of the Seven Stars, and whatever was hidden beneath the old site of the Divine Deer Valley Sect, would soon be revealed.
Time flew by, and another two days passed in the blink of an eye.
They finally arrived at the border between the Two Domains.
What Fang Shuwen hadn’t expected, however, was that there were people here.
Quite a few of them, in fact.
The man with a sword at his waist and a carefree gaze was none other than Xiao Ruofeng, the Sect Leader of the Cangwu Sword Sect.
Those beside him were all disciples of the Cangwu Sword Sect.
However, at this moment, Xiao Ruofeng wasn’t looking at Fang Shuwen, but at a donkey.
The Little Donkey looked perfectly harmless, only occasionally shooting a wary glance at Xiao Ruofeng.
Fang Shuwen’s arrival caught its attention.
The moment it raised its head to look at Fang Shuwen, a glint seemed to flash in Xiao Ruofeng’s eyes. The next instant, he leaped into the air, aiming to land on the donkey’s back.
Fang Shuwen had been wondering, ’Why is Xiao Ruofeng staring at Chen Yan’s donkey?’
Seeing this, he was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry.
But before he could even laugh, he discovered that the donkey was not to be trifled with.
While Xiao Ruofeng had indeed leaped gracefully through the air, the donkey simply darted forward half a step before bucking, its hind hooves shooting straight for Xiao Ruofeng’s crotch.
Chen Yan, watching from the side, sucked in a sharp breath and subconsciously clamped his legs together.
Fang Shuwen couldn’t help but blurt out:
"Holy shit..."
In that moment, Fang Shuwen suddenly felt the sting of a limited vocabulary, to the point that all he could squeeze out was that one classic expletive...