God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 605 - 672: Shocking All Directions

Su Ge’er’s voice was full of allure and melodiousness, seemingly akin to the Devil’s Voice, which could likely unsettle the minds of ordinary people, but Fang Yi was not yet so captivated to that extent.

Fang Yi gazed into Su Ge’er’s beautiful eyes and said indifferently, "I don’t need your gratitude, I just want to know why you foolishly went alone to the Iron Fist Sect and then caused such a mess."

Su Ge’er gave a wretched smile and said, "Would you believe me if I said I went there for revenge?"

"You need to tell me before I can choose whether to believe it or not."

Su Ge’er smiled helplessly, a stark contrast to her previously enchanting, soul-stirring demeanor. Her brows slightly furrowed, she sighed, "I thought I would only tell my master about this matter and no one else."

Actually, Su Ge’er had a tragic childhood.

In her early years, Su Ge’er was orphaned. Her family was actually annihilated; had she not met her master, she probably wouldn’t be here today.

Su Ge’er joined the Desire Sect and lived solely for revenge, which also sustained her. Without it, she wouldn’t know when she might collapse.

After years of investigation with her master, they finally discovered who was responsible for annihilating her family – it was none other than Zhou Tong, the Sect Leader of the Iron Fist Sect!

As a result, Su Ge’er went to the Iron Fist Sect. When she saw Zhou Tong by chance, she couldn’t restrain her hatred and attempted to kill him, but ended up being captured by him instead.

Fang Yi remained silent, not expecting this chief disciple of the alluring Desire Sect, who swayed the hearts of many, to have such a past. Anyone with a conscience would feel indignation and pity for Su Ge’er.

"From now on, you do not need to live with this hatred," Fang Yi consoled.

"I can’t live for myself until I avenge my parents," Su Ge’er stubbornly said, her beautiful eyes unyielding.

Fang Yi shook his head and chuckled, "You can’t take revenge anymore."

Su Ge’er felt he was mocking her and said coldly, "Are you laughing at me?"

Fang Yi replied, "No, I never make fun of others without a reason."

Su Ge’er asked, "Then why are you laughing?"

"Can we not dwell on this?" Fang Yi said. "What I mean is that Zhou Tong is already dead."

"What?!"

Su Ge’er was visibly shaken, staring at Fang Yi wide-eyed, as if struck by lightning. It took her a long time to recover before she gritted her teeth and said, "Which bastard did it! I’m going to kill him!"

Fang Yi wore a peculiar expression and said, "Senior Sister Su, is there something wrong with you? Someone avenged you, yet you still want to kill them. You really don’t recognize a benefactor."

Su Ge’er also had a strange look on her face and said, "Could it have been you who killed him?"

"It’s not me, definitely not me!" Fang Yi shook his head like a drum rattle, as Su Ge’er was already speaking of murder; he obviously couldn’t admit it.

"That makes sense," Su Ge’er said. "You are capable of creating miracles, but you are just a fifth-stage Earth Level practitioner and Zhou Tong was a high-level Heavenly practitioner. Why would I suspect you killed him? Sigh!"

Fang Yi internally exclaimed, It was actually me who killed him!

But he didn’t dare admit it, fearing it might upset Su Ge’er—the risk wasn’t worth taking.

And that last comment from Su Ge’er was just too discouraging; Fang Yi really wanted to admit it.

"By the way, how do you know Zhou Tong is dead?" Su Ge’er suddenly recalled this key point.

"I led people to rescue you tonight, how could I not know?" Fang Yi explained.

Su Ge’er paused for a moment, then said, "No matter what, it’s good that Zhou Tong is dead."

Fang Yi quickly nodded and said, "Yes, it’s good that he’s dead." With no one to testify, you won’t know it was me who killed him.

Fang Yi did not blame Su Ge’er for her recklessness at Iron Fist Sect. Now that it was over, the result was not too bad, so Fang Yi backed off and let Su Ge’er rest alone quietly.

After leaving the room, Fang Yi immediately called Ye Hong, first asking if Ye Ge had returned, but the answer was that the old man had not yet returned. Just as Fang Yi frowned, Ye Hong instead comforted Fang Yi that nothing would go wrong.

Fang Yi figured he was probably right and then mentioned to Ye Hong to not tell anyone else, to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble to himself—Fang Yi said this mainly to guard against Su Ge’er, better she didn’t know.

Hearing this, Ye Hong nodded in agreement, and after a while, they hung up the phone.

Fang Yi did not sleep well that night. He kicked a chair onto the balcony to enjoy the breeze and thought about what had happened since he arrived in Lank City until late at night, nearly dawn when he finally went to sleep.

...

Iron Fist Sect was annihilated, the fire blazed fiercely; that night, the flames towered sky-high as though a terrifying incident had occurred, causing a huge commotion throughout Lank City and instilling a nameless fear into the three major alliances.

Except for Cao Chun, who had already known that Fang Yi was the one behind it, the other two alliances were kept in the dark; however, the shock of Iron Fist Sect’s annihilation unsettled them for a long while.

Besides that, the destruction of Iron Fist Sect also caused a huge uproar in the hidden world of martial arts, and it served as an alarm bell for the other five major sects.

No matter how high their martial arts or how long their history, they were all insignificant before military power.

In Desire Sect, Yanyue followed the elder’s orders to contact Su Ge’er, who was far away in Lank City, to find out what happened. However, Su Ge’er was unconscious at the time and had no clear understanding of the situation. She only knew that Iron Fist Sect was annihilated by Fang Yi, so she relayed this message back.

The high ranks of Desire Sect were shaken and then almost unanimously decided to have Su Ge’er get closer to Fang Yi.

In Sky Sword Sect, within a courtyard that was eternally spring-like, where flowers bloomed resplendently, Hua Huiyue was still incomparably enchanting, even outshining the bright flowers in the courtyard.

Hua Huiyue was admiring the flowers, but after a moment, as if she had remembered something, she lost interest in flower viewing and left the garden. A few minutes later, Hua Huiyue entered another courtyard.

A woman in a blue and white porcelain cheongsam was looking at a video on her mobile phone. Hua Huiyue walked over and sat next to her, tucking her hair behind her ear, saying, "Jingjing, what are you watching?"

"Silly WWII dramas," Bai Jingjing replied.

"These dramas are so fake," Hua Huiyue said.

"Would they be called silly if they weren’t?" Bai Jingjing retorted.

"...Okay, Jingjing, I came to tell you something," Hua Huiyue said.

"I’m not interested," Bai Jingjing said indifferently.

"It’s about Fang Yi." Hua Huiyue said.

Bai Jingjing swiftly slapped her phone screen down on the stone table, tilting her chin up a bit to look at Hua Huiyue.

Hua Huiyue laughed and said, "I thought you weren’t interested?"

Bai Jingjing replied as if she was annoyed, "Well, now I suddenly am."

Hua Huiyue couldn’t help but laugh, looking at her daughter, she felt a sudden sense of satisfaction. However, for some unknown reason, whenever she thought of that unruly son-in-law Fang Yi, Hua Huiyue felt a bit irritated in her heart.

"Damn it!"

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