Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 180 - 115: The Evil Path Related to The Great Revered One? Unlucky Xie Jiu I! (Please Subscribe)_1

Chapter 180: Chapter 115: The Evil Path Related to The Great Revered One? Unlucky Xie Jiu I! (Please Subscribe)_1

[You have successfully killed "the tall heretic hired by the followers of The Great Revered One," congratulations on gaining Free Attribute Points: 0.005!]

The kill notification system appeared in front of Fan Wu.

This tall heretic was only slightly stronger than the Village Chief of Three Realms Village.

And the Free Attribute Points he dropped upon death were just as few.

"Brother!!!!!" A hysterical shriek came from one side, as the short-statured heretic who had been sent flying by the dark light struggled to his feet, his eyes nearly bursting as he glared at Fan Wu.

He seemed as crazed as could be, yelling at Fan Wu, "How could you do this to my brother! How am I supposed to eat him like this?!!"

"How could you! How could you!"

The skin of the short heretic had already changed from its original unique silver-grey to a sickly greenish-brown.

Dark veins stood out starkly under his skin, and the aura he emitted was extremely chilling!

Bang!!!

The short heretic stamped on the ground with force, and the inn’s floor instantly shattered, sinking into a shallow pit.

His body, like a massive cannonball, hurtled toward Fan Wu with a fearsome momentum, as if he could even punch a hole in the walls of Qiping County.

Unfortunately for him, the Fan Wu standing before him was even more solid and imposing than any wall!

Fan Wu lifted his leg and stomped down again!!

The short heretic’s diagonal body was accurately hit by his powerful stomp and was then brutally smashed into the ground.

Boom!!!!

The whole inn seemed to tremble for a moment as tables and chairs inside were jolted abruptly by the force of impact.

Some patrons who had not yet managed to escape

were terrified,

crying out incessantly.

"It’s over! It’s over! We’re caught in the crossfire of a battle between cultivators, the inn is going to collapse!!" A fat patron, timid as could be, crawled under a table, trembling with fear.

A businessman held a chair in front of him as if to block any residual energy, his face grief-stricken and tearless, "Why did having lunch out turn into such a situation?"

"We’re done for! Are we going to die here?!"

"Who’s the good guy and who’s the bad guy here?"

"You’re about to lose your damn life, and you still care who’s good and who’s bad?!"

"The Imperial Heavenly Authority should be the good ones, right..."

"..."

From the perspective of the common folk, the various magical techniques of cultivators... had no difference from those of deities and no difference from Demons and Devils.

That’s precisely why, upon realizing they were caught in the middle of cultivators’ battle, they were so terrified.

So panicked and distressed.

After all, they were just ordinary people; who knew if they might get swept up by a stray blast, and while the cultivators duked it out unharmed, these commoners would be done for?

Such incidents happened frequently!

Yet, amidst their fear, there was always a mix of curiosity and even a tiny bit of excitement.

Having witnessed a few cultivators in combat, if they could survive, wouldn’t that be a tale to tell for the rest of their lives?

Of course.

How these people viewed the cultivators’ battle didn’t concern Fan Wu... because strictly speaking, he didn’t qualify as a cultivator.

From the very beginning, what he relied on weren’t any Tao techniques or Buddhist Law; he relied on his own efforts, his muscles, and his sweat.

Looking down at the half-dead short heretic under his feet,

Fan Wu shook his head in disappointment, "I thought you were going to suddenly pull something spectacular and give me a surprise."

"But..."

"Is this it?"

There was a strong sense of disdain in Fan Wu’s tone as he stepped on the short heretic’s foot, applying a little more pressure.

Instantly!

The floor beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and the inn’s solid wooden flooring was already shattered. The ground under his foot violently sunk into a large crater over ten feet in diameter and at least half a foot deep!

[You have successfully killed "the short-statured heretic hired by the followers of The Great Revered One," congratulations on gaining Free Attribute Points: 0.008!]

The short heretic, apparently a bit simple-minded, was in fact a bit more powerful than the tall heretic.

The Free Attribute Points he dropped...

were indeed a full 0.003 points more than the tall heretic!

[Name: Fan Wu]

[Life: 116.02＋]

[Power: 80.01＋（＋20％）]

[Skills: Star Lodging Sword Technique lv2 (0/100), Ghost-Killing Path lv1 (0/50)] 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

[Free Attribute Points: 6.011]

Looking back, killing two heretics who both had a [Power] attribute breaking through the 10-point mark would have resulted in at least 6 points worth of Attribute Points when dropped.

Now?

Not even the fraction of 6 points!

Monster hunting is not easy.

Daoist Priest Fan sighed.

On the other side.

Seeing Fan Wu take out two tricky heretics effortlessly and nonchalantly, the entire face of the agent from the Imperial Heavenly Authority was filled with shock and disbelief.

He felt like everything he saw was an illusion, as if he was under the effect of an Illusion Technique.

That tall heretic and short heretic

were both very strong cultivators!

At least he, a member of Imperial Heavenly Authority, was definitely no match for those two, not even one of them.