Chapter 592 - 257: Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey
Chapter 592: Chapter 257: Killing the Chicken to Scare the Monkey
’This man is someone we can’t possibly fight. The Profound Celestial Iron Mirror... it’s not destined for us.’
’Go, hurry up and go! If he decides to go on a killing spree, not a single soul on Monkey Suppression Island will be left alive.’
’Spread the word! The Demon Evil God of the Eastern Domain has invaded the East Sea, his blade aimed straight for the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror! How can the greatest treasure of our East Sea be taken by someone from the Eastern Domain? We must rally all righteous heroes to join forces and besiege him!’
’Once that news spreads through the East Sea, I fear it will trigger one bloodbath after another!’
’He’s only one man. No matter how powerful he is, can he really kill everyone in the entire East Sea?’
’The lesson from the Northern Domain is still fresh... We can’t make the same mistake.’
Fang Shuwen’s palm strike had shocked every single person spying from the shadows.
In an instant, all sorts of thoughts and whispers spread through the darkness.
Feng Gu and Ke Xingcheng exchanged a look, seeing the color drained from each other’s faces.
If Qiu Qianmo hadn’t been the first to make a move just now, the two of them would have died a horrible death on the spot had they dared to stand in Fang Shuwen’s way.
Even if the other had wanted to intervene and save him, he likely wouldn’t have even had the chance.
"The Human World Demon God... so terrifying!!"
"Regardless, for a man like Qiu Qianmo, his death is no great loss."
"Killing Qiu Qianmo is a cause for celebration."
"For that reason alone, I, Feng Gu, will never make an enemy of him."
"Are you sure it’s not because you’re scared?"
"Aren’t you scared?"
"I am!"
"If you’re scared, then why aren’t you leaving?"
Feng Gu turned and left.
"With this man’s abilities, his purpose in coming to Monkey Suppression Island was likely to make an example of someone."
"But this also confirms a certain saying."
"What saying?"
"There’s a rumor in the Eastern Domain: ’His form is that of a demon, his heart that of a Buddha.’"
"What does that mean?"
"It means he has thunderous methods but a Bodhisattva’s heart."
"He only kills the most wicked and depraved!"
Feng Gu said,
"He didn’t just slaughter his way onto Monkey Suppression Island today. He swaggered in openly to intimidate everyone here."
"This action gives people a chance to know when to back down, saving them from a pointless death."
"He gave everyone who covets the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror a chance to live."
"That alone could be considered the act of a Bodhisattva."
"This..."
Ke Xingcheng thought about it carefully and suddenly felt it made some sense.
"You’re saying that he could have killed everyone, but he’s willing to leave a way out. As long as you don’t block his path, you won’t die."
"Anyone who appears before him after this, trying to take the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror, will have chosen their own path to death. They’ll have no one to blame but themselves."
"What else? Knowing he possesses such Martial Arts and still rushing to your death—what is that if not suicide?"
Feng Gu sneered.
"Good advice is lost on those who are determined to die. When you charge down the road to your own doom, can you really expect your opponent to show mercy every time?"
"This is the Jianghu... not your mother’s embrace."
The two walked further and further away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Fang Shuwen paid them no mind. In truth, what Feng Gu and the other man said was correct. He had come to Monkey Suppression Island for two reasons: one, to restock the ship with food and water, and two, to make an example of someone.
The temptation of the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror was too great.
Since he could no longer hide it, he might as well be open about it.
After this visit to Monkey Suppression Island, anyone who dared to come after him would be mentally prepared for the consequences, and Fang Shuwen wouldn’t have to be merciful when he killed them.
But all that was still a ways off. Right now, he was more interested in the saber that Qiu Qianmo had left behind on the ground after his death.
The palm strike he had just delivered looked deceptively light, but it was actually the "Knocking the Mountain and Shaking the Demon" technique from the Great Black Heaven God Palm.
The Shock Force of this palm was incredibly ferocious.
When he fought Jue Tong in the Eastern Domain, the technique hadn’t yet reached its current level of power, yet it still forced Jue Tong to make the split-second decision to sever his own arm.
Later, when facing Shi Wuya, the Tower Master of Night Rain Tower, a single palm shattered his "Lonely Mountain Night Rain". The sky full of raindrops that had turned into swords was reduced to dust, and even his sword was shattered. If he too hadn’t been so decisive, he would have died on the spot.
And Fang Shuwen’s Martial Arts were improving with every passing moment.
The power he could now unleash with this move surpassed what he’d used against Shi Wuya.
Yet this palm strike had only killed Qiu Qianmo with its shock; it hadn’t shattered his saber.
This showed that this saber... was absolutely extraordinary.
He reached out his hand, and with a grasping motion, the saber on the ground flew into his palm.
A wave of malevolent energy instantly traveled up the hilt and into his mind. Fang Shuwen’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Hm?"
With a slight pulse of his Inner Strength, the malevolent energy instantly dissipated. At the same time, the entire saber suddenly let out a terrifying hum.
When this hum reached their ears, everyone present, aside from Luo Shuqing, felt a sense of dread, as if a blade was hanging over their heads, ready to fall and cleave them in two at any moment.
This feeling was even clearer for those still spying from the surroundings.
"What kind of saber is this?"
Luo Shuqing’s Inner Strength was profound, so she wasn’t intimidated by the saber’s hum, but she couldn’t help but be surprised.
Fang Shuwen shook his head.
"I don’t know... but this saber has a very heavy, malevolent energy."
"It’s even stronger than the Blood-Sinking Sword forged by Wind-Fire Lan Shan."
It was said that the Blood-Sinking Sword was one of Wind-Fire Lan Shan’s seven Demon Swords, capable of corrupting a person’s mind.
Back in Pojun City, the Steward from the Golden Bell Tower had barely gotten his hands on the Blood-Sinking Sword before he was nearly controlled by it.
But in his own hands, the Blood-Sinking Sword had always been docile.
This saber, however, was different... The moment he picked it up, it tried to put him in his place.
It was completely arrogant and untamable.
Fang Shuwen swung it casually twice, leaving two extremely deep gashes in the ground.
"It’s certainly not bad. A pity I have no interest in weapons. I’ll hold onto it for now and send it to the Golden Bell Tower to be sold later."
Hearing this, the leader of the guards hurriedly said,
"Hero Fang, there’s a Golden Bell Tower shop right here on Monkey Suppression Island. If you’d like to go, this lowly one can lead the way."
"First, to the Island Master’s residence. We’ll pay a visit to the Golden Bell Tower after that."
Fang Shuwen let out a soft laugh.
"Perfect, I’ve got a handy tool now. Let’s go. Lead the way."