Chapter 601: Lashing Out to Kill
Chapter 601 -260: Lashing Out to Kill
Xia Weiyuan was stunned. When she and Li Cheng had arrived, their attention was fixed on the ships of the Four Forbidden Lands surrounding another vessel; they hadn’t paid any mind to anything else.
Now, as she took a proper look around, she felt her scalp tingle with dread.
“Fang Shuwen? The Human World Demon God!?
“Could it be that all the disciples of Wuyan Island were killed by Fang Shuwen?”
Xia Weiyuan’s expression changed drastically, but she was still confused.
“But if Fang Shuwen was responsible, why are you all making things difficult for others?”
“Hmph.”
Wen Ruoyuan, the Grand Elder of the Profound Ice Hall, sneered.
“They say the people of Celestial Prison Island have eyes as sharp as torches. It seems now that was quite an exaggeration.
“Fang Shuwen is standing right behind you, and you don’t even recognize him?”
“What!?”
Xia Weiyuan whipped her head around to look at Fang Shuwen.
“You’re the Human World Demon God!?”
Fang Shuwen remained perfectly calm and blinked.
“Do I look like him?”
“…You don’t.”
Xia Weiyuan shook her head.
The legendary Human World Demon God was said to be cruel, ruthless, and to slaughter people indiscriminately.
But the Fang Shuwen before her was dressed in a moon-white robe with an elegant jade belt. He was handsome and possessed a unique charisma that naturally drew people to him.
He didn’t look like a mass murderer in the slightest.
No matter how she looked at him, he seemed like a naive Noble Young Master, unversed in the ways of the world.
Xia Weiyuan wasn’t one to judge rashly based on first impressions. Her gaze had already swept over Fang Shuwen’s hands.
His hands were fair, with a hint of delicate softness.
Rumor had it that Fang Shuwen’s fists and feet were invincible, and his iron hands could shatter limbs at will. They must have been tempered through years of brutal training.
‘How could they possibly be so fair and delicate?’
As for his posture and footwork, she couldn’t discern any clues.
‘He seems like an ordinary person who doesn’t know any Martial Arts… At best, maybe he knows a bit of a Lightweight Technique?’
Based on her experience, Xia Weiyuan simply couldn’t find a single telltale sign on Fang Shuwen.
She shook her head gently.
“Seniors, I’m afraid you have the wrong person.
“How could this man possibly be Fang Shuwen?”
She paused, her brow furrowed as she continued,
“Besides, if this man truly is Fang Shuwen, then from what I know, he’s always been forthright about his killings. There’s never been a time when he’s killed someone and denied it.
“If he were truly responsible for what happened here, and if he were truly Fang Shuwen, why would he try to deny it?
“Therefore, I implore you, Seniors, to look into this carefully. Isn’t it possible there’s been some sort of misunderstanding?”
“Exactly.”
Fang Shuwen clapped in approval.
“Such a simple truth, anyone with eyes can see it.
“And yet, some people are playing deaf and dumb… pretending to be confused when they know full well what’s going on.
“No wonder the Four Saints of the East Sea want to overthrow your Eight Forbidden Lands…”
At this, Fang Shuwen thought of Daoist Wuyi.
Daoist Wuyi had once said that if the scoundrels from Black Island weren’t such villains themselves, he would have joined them to help overthrow the Eight Forbidden Lands.
‘It seems that old Daoist knew what he was talking about after all.’
Xia Weiyuan’s face paled, and she couldn’t stop herself from glaring at Fang Shuwen again.
“Could you please talk a little less?”
‘I’m doing everything I can to help him, so why is he being so reckless with his words?’
‘What if his words provoke the Four Forbidden Lands? If they lash out in anger and insist on making things difficult for us, what are we supposed to do?’
Moreover, she was now starting to sense that something wasn’t quite right.
When they had met Fang Shuwen earlier, he had been evasive about his identity, claiming it was inconvenient to reveal it.
‘And now they’re cornered here by the Four Forbidden Lands…’
‘If he were just some ordinary person, why would the Four Forbidden Lands even care about them?’
‘Who on earth are these people?’
Although Xia Weiyuan didn’t believe Fang Shuwen was the Human World Demon God, she couldn’t help but feel a seed of doubt growing in her heart.
“Enough!!”
Huang Wanting of Hengyang Island suddenly roared in fury.
“Enough of this nonsense! You all may have patience, but I’ve run out of mine.
“Fang, today you either hand over Luo Shuqing or you hand over your life. Make your choice—”
She was about to finish speaking when her words suddenly cut off.
Xia Weiyuan saw a blur, and Fang Shuwen, who had been standing right there, was gone.
Snapping her head up, she realized he was already standing before Huang Wanting.
The hand that had seemed so fair to Xia Weiyuan was now pressed against Huang Wanting’s head.
“On this point, we’ve reached a consensus.
“Your patience is gone, and mine ran out long ago…
“In that case, let’s start with you.”
As he channeled the North Nether Divine Technique, Huang Wanting’s body convulsed. A surge of fiery Inner Strength was instantly drained from her by Fang Shuwen. Then, with a gentle twist of his fingers, a sickening CRACK echoed.
Huang Wanting’s head had twisted a full three times around on her neck.
The great “little princess” of Hengyang Island, so used to her tyrannical ways, had never imagined she would die such a quick and undignified death.
At this sight, the pupils of everyone aboard the Hengyang Island ship constricted in utter shock.
‘The little princess is dead! Won’t the Island Master make all of us on this ship be buried with her?’
Wu Yuantong, Wen Ruoyuan, and Qu Laiying of the Lingbo Sect exchanged a look and shouted in unison,
“All disciples, on my command, stop him!”
The moment the words left their mouths, the three men sprang into action.
However, Qu Laiying shattered the mast with a single palm strike, while Wen Ruoyuan kicked apart the ship’s railing. As for Third Elder Wu Yuantong of Night Valley, he set his sights on Xia Weiyuan and Li Cheng’s canopied boat. With a light tap of his toes, he soared down toward it, intending to commandeer it and escape.
This turn of events left Xia Weiyuan and Li Cheng utterly dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.
Fang Shuwen, who just moments ago had seemed like a pitiful victim of false accusations, had suddenly erupted into violent murder.
Any trace of the gentle young master had vanished.
Huang Wanting had died a truly gruesome death!
And yet the three masters from Night Valley, the Profound Ice Hall, and the Lingbo Sect hadn’t erupted in a Thunderous Fury to attack Fang Shuwen.
Instead, they were each using their own methods in what looked like a desperate attempt to flee!?
‘Then why were they pressing him so relentlessly just moments ago?’
As the thought struck her, Xia Weiyuan’s gaze shot up to the sail emblazoned with the words, “The killer is Fang Shuwen.” Her heart lurched with a thunderous realization.
‘Oh no… he’s the real one!’