Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 233 - 131: The Demon Martial Hall Won’t Let You Go!

Chapter 233: Chapter 131: The Demon Martial Hall Won’t Let You Go!

Pang Xiangming suddenly felt a strong sense of unease, and suddenly realized, there’s danger at the safety chamber!

His face changed dramatically, "Damn bug, damn it!"

No time to worry about anything else, he stomped on the Fatty Leader to death, then hurried toward the safety chamber. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

The chaotic Gongyu Tower was thus, no one alive was left.

The ground was littered with broken limbs and blood, like a purgatory.

Fan Wubing stepped over the broken tiles and wood, walking out to stand in front of the Fatty Leader’s corpse. His head had been crushed, utterly lifeless.

Fan Wubing intended to directly devour his flesh.

The crushed-headed Fatty Leader suddenly moved, raising his right hand, pointing at Fan Wubing, and made a sound with his remaining breath, "So it’s you... the Demon Martial Hall won’t let you off..."

Damn, still not completely dead!

Fan Wubing never expected that even though he couldn’t sense any life left, there could still be a resurrection!

He didn’t hesitate, fully operating the Star-Swallowing technique, completely devouring his life force, putting an end to it.

After that, he quickly left the scene.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit heavy-hearted, realizing that looting corpses indeed comes with risks. He hadn’t expected that in a lifeless state, resurrection was still possible. This was a lesson learned; the higher the level of someone, the more tricks they have, even a corpse can’t be casually absorbed.

Demon Martial Hall... what kind of force is that again?

Fan Wubing searched his memory but couldn’t find anything related to the Demon Martial Hall. He prided himself on having read many books, as he couldn’t cultivate during the first ten years and had to read various miscellaneous books, learning much of the world’s history. Even the Nanlai City in the Peach Blossom Spring, being a small border town of the defeated Zhou Yue Dynasty from the Ascension Dynasty’s war ten thousand years ago, was known to him.

Yet, he hadn’t seen any records related to the Demon Martial Hall.

It must either be an unknown, nameless small force undeserving of mention, or for various reasons, a taboo existence that couldn’t be recorded.

Looking at everything, the latter seemed more likely.

"Demon Martial Hall... seems I’ll have to understand more about this force later..."

...

Safety Chamber.

Fu Manman tightly held onto Xianchan’s hand, standing in the corner.

Even though the chamber was large and many Scripture Officers maintained order, nearly five thousand people had crowded in.

Extremely crowded and noisy.

The passengers shouted for an explanation from the Flying Ship, asking what had happened and why they suddenly needed to take refuge in the safety chamber.

The Scripture Officers maintaining order had no idea what had happened, having received instructions suddenly themselves, and could only grit their teeth and say it would be resolved soon.

What happens among a crowd of cultivators?

Collisions, friction, arguments, standoffs.

The scene gradually spiraled out of control.

The Scripture Officers and Flying Ship Guards struggled to maintain order.

But there was always a trace of chaos spreading uncontrollably, with no source to be found.

This Dragon Leap type-A vessel has faced crises before. In past encounters with cloud demons, all passengers also hid in the safety chamber. But never once was it as difficult to maintain order as this time.

In the corner, Fu Manman vaguely sensed something amiss, her internal energy began to circulate, maintaining full alertness while slowly surrounding her and Xianchan with Protective Gang Qi.

Xianchan looked up at her.

She smiled and said, "Don’t worry, Chan’Er, elder sister will protect you."

Xianchan smiled.

Fu Manman thought, "Speaking of demons, isn’t she just a child? Carefree, not worried about anything nor attached to anything. If all demons under the heavens were like this, would there still be such a divide between right and evil? In fact, I’ve never met another real demon, maybe I shouldn’t judge so freely. Possibly other demons are far less pure than Chan’Er."

"Ah!" Suddenly, there was a piercing scream.

Fu Manman was startled and immediately looked around.

Not seeing the source of the scream, the already restless crowd burst into chaos as if ignited by a powder keg.

"Ah!"

"Who, who attacked me?!"

Shrieks of agony sounded repeatedly.

Someone was attacked, but no one knew who the attacker was.

Panic spread as people drew weapons and readied their inner energy.

In an instant, fear erupted among the crowd. The situation spiraled out of control, even the Scripture Officers and Flying Ship Guards trying to maintain order were swept in, unable to extricate themselves.

Various divine techniques, combat skills, moves, and the power of talismans were unleashed in this cramped safety chamber.

Not knowing who was secretly attacking, they had to treat everyone around them as enemies. This wasn’t a vast dark forest, but a gigantic powder keg.

Now, the powder keg was ignited.

No one could escape unharmed.

A cold gleam flashed behind Fu Manman. Her combat instincts flared up, and she grabbed Xianchan into her arms, moving swiftly by stepping on others to dodge away. Looking back again, the place she had just been standing exploded in a burst of energy.

That energy was,

Demonic Qi!

She was sure, it was Demonic Qi! She had sensed it before during the Flower Picking Play.

There are other Demon Cultivators on the Flying Ship! Right now, hidden in this safety chamber and igniting the crisis.

We must leave here immediately!

The safety chamber is the most dangerous place!

Fu Manman couldn’t care about others, stepping on their heads, speeding toward the cabin door. But just as she was about to get close, she was suddenly enveloped by energy, forcibly dragged down.

So strong!

The Demon Cultivator hidden in the safety chamber is very powerful!

Suddenly, a familiar rhythm spread out.

Once Fu Manman sensed this rhythm, her pupils contracted. She knew very well this rhythm was the same as the Opera Demon Cultivators used in the Gongyu Tower to bewilder the audiences.

In the cramped space, this rhythm wasn’t hindered at all, unlike in an open area, it was even more powerful, and almost instantly drove passengers even crazier.

They completely lost all reason and started killing indiscriminately.

Fu Manman rushed to seal Xianchan’s senses to prevent being bewitched.

Looking at Xianchan, she saw the latter gazing at her with a peculiar look.

"Chan’Er, do you... want to say something?"

Xianchan slowly opened her mouth. Speaking was a very difficult ordeal for her. She clutched Fu Manman’s hand tightly, displaying a pained expression with faint blood patterns surfacing.

"Chan’Er, stop!" Fu Manman didn’t know what Xianchan wanted to do but sensed she was doing something very painful for herself.

Xianchan shook her head. Her gaze became firmer, a "desire to protect" flashed in her eyes.

Fu Manman felt that gaze and couldn’t help but shudder... this child, wants to protect me? Why? Isn’t she just a child?

Xianchan suddenly spoke.

It was a monosyllabic word, sounding like the word "rain."

At the instant the sound was made, the whole room fell into silence like death.

All the noise and commotion stopped instantly.

Fu Manman blankly looked at everyone, only to see the passengers that were enveloped in madness and violence suddenly became still. Their turbulent internal energies became incredibly peaceful, their souls clear, unaffected by the bewitching rhythm.

A shrill scream was heard,

In the middle of the crowd, a woman’s body suddenly swelled up and then exploded, turning into a cloud of bloody mist, the mist quickly dissipating as if it were annihilated.

The atmosphere of fear vanished.

Everyone came to their senses, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, not remembering what had just happened, like waking from a dream and forgetting its contents.

At this time,

The door of the safety chamber was violently opened from the outside.

Pang Xiangming stood panting at the doorway, looking inside. Seeing everything was fine inside, he was momentarily stunned, then angrily exclaimed, "Damn it, that bastard tricked me!"

Fu Manman was dumbstruck looking at Xianchan in her embrace.

Xianchan seemed a bit sleepy, leaning against her and drifting into a deep sleep.