Star Sky Professional-Chapter 664 - 562: Murder and Flee

Whoosh!

The breeze gently blows.

Fang Xing walks in the darkness, his body seemingly merging into the shadows, as nature itself conceals his traces, making him appear like the most skilled wilderness wanderer, infiltrating a cluster of wooden huts.

"Squeak, squeak!"

In the darkness, a few rats scout ahead, while sparrows monitor from the rooftop.

Fang Xing stands in the shadows, looking towards a few connected wooden huts not far away.

In one of the huts, there’s still a silhouette awake, evidently on night watch.

’Looks like even Xing San knows he’s offended too many people... Even with a steward Disciple backing him, he still has to guard against others seeking revenge...’

Fang Xing considers himself one who always repays grievances and kindness, Peach Red had cared for him before, though she asked for two sheets of blood paper, the favor was returned, yet the bond remains.

Previously harboring murderous intent was foolish to expose, it’s better to continue feigning ignorance.

Now that he’s prepared to leave today, he can act without restraint and unleash a massacre.

’At the very least, I should seize ten sheets of blood paper to give to Peach Red...’

As for more, Fang Xing can’t handle it.

Peach Red, unlike him, can use the ’Carp Transformation’ to escape smoothly.

Fang Xing never considered taking a burden along on his escape.

’Repay what’s owed until I feel it’s enough, then it’s enough.’

He certainly wouldn’t sacrifice himself for Peach Red.

At this time.

The night is deep.

Inside the hut, a man with down-turned triangle eyes is dozing off, beside him sits a wine jar and a chipped Qing Hua porcelain bowl.

Guarding the night alone is actually a tough job.

Thus, their group tacitly agrees to provide a jar of strong liquor as a benefit, which not only wards off the cold but also keeps them alert.

Even then, this man with down-turned triangle eyes is still somewhat drowsy.

This caused him to lose his usual sharpness, failing to notice Fang Xing slowly approaching with the help of shadows.

Fang Xing takes out a paper dagger, gently inserting it into the door seam.

The ordinary wooden door bolt slices open like tofu, he slips into the hut, covers the man’s mouth, and the dagger slashes his throat.

Rip!

A head tumbles down.

"Hmm? This paper soldier is more useful than I anticipated..."

Fang Xing arranges the body and head, somehow making almost no noise in the tranquil night.

Then, he moves from one room to another.

Xing San’s lackeys all die peacefully, without any pain.

Only Xing San himself, perhaps because of a guilty conscience or sensitivity to the scent of blood, notices something.

Unfortunately, just as he opens his eyes and is about to shout, Fang Xing plunges a dagger into his heart.

"Hmm? Golden silk armor? Wearing such a defensive treasure from the Martial Arts world to sleep?"

"How many bad deeds has he done? And he’s also distrustful of his own men?"

Fang Xing pulls Xing San’s clothes aside, retrieves a money bag, a few sheets of blood paper, and a gold-threaded vest.

This is the renowned ’Golden Silk Armor’ in the martial arts world, renowned for its ability to block weapon strikes, all who’ve used it praise it.

But now, the chest area has a small hole, stained with a lot of blood.

"If it were someone else, they might wait until you get up to exchange a few blows or words... But to me, a skilled fighter seeks no boastful victories; it’s best to resolve things quietly."

Fang Xing murmurs, takes out a piece of mantou, breaks it apart, and throws it on the ground.

Squeak, squeak!

A few rats immediately swarm over, eating happily.

"Once full, get to work."

Fang Xing smiles.

Though this dry mantou doesn’t taste great, it’s nourished with plant essence qi, making it more attractive to these rats than meat.

Even, as a Druid, if he wished to exhaust his essence, he could perform ’Wisdom Enlightenment’ on these small animals, helping them gain intelligence and transform into magical creatures.

Of course, there’s no need for that.

Squeak!

The lead large rat sniffs and starts digging at the foot of the bed.

Soon enough, it pulls out a money bag.

Fang Xing checks inside and finds a pouch of gold beans.

Subsequently, other rats discover hidden treasures in various secret corners, including the crucial blood paper!

Fang Xing examines Xing San’s body, presses on the bedboard, and suddenly exerts force.

Crash!

The bedboard shatters, and a stack of blood paper falls out.

"Hiss... This adds up to nearly a hundred sheets, right?"

"Wasn’t this large share of stolen loot supposed to be handed over to the steward Disciple to gain their tacit approval? How is this still so ample?"

"Did the tribute for this round remain unpaid, or did he have second thoughts and plan to go solo?"

Fang Xing draws a sharp breath but then decides he doesn’t care.

He leaves Xing San’s group’s hut, suddenly smiling: "The law of the jungle, this is also nature’s way..."

...

Having done such deeds, Fang Xing decides not to return and leaves directly.

However, before departing, he makes a trip to Peach Red’s hut and throws a bundle through Peach Red’s window.

The bundle contains the spoils from this venture, far exceeding the quota of ten sheets of blood paper.

"Running away is impossible with you..."

"But if these resources are used well, you could live for a long time, maybe even escape this pit of fire..."

Fang Xing turned and left, arriving at a secluded spot, where he began to dig a hole and remove his clothes...

Hmm, a Druid’s transformation is a perfect transformation, allowing them to gain all the abilities of a wild animal.

But on the flip side, as he transforms into a carp now, he is just a real carp, without the strength of an adult, and would be severely injured if not dead from a fish fork.

He couldn’t even take his clothes along!

Only the paper dagger was slightly special, as it could be folded very small and hidden inside the fish’s mouth.

Apart from this, nothing like gold beans or blood paper could be taken along.

Since nothing could be taken along, he might as well leave something in good faith.

After burying his clothes and making sure everything was covered, Fang Xing walked a bit further, finally arriving at a small riverbank.

With his naturally concealing affinity, otherwise, if a paper slave were out, they might catch the strange sight of a certain someone strolling by moonlight in his birthday suit...

’It seems I’ve indeed been somewhat influenced by the wilderness transformation...’

Fang Xing gazed at the river, calmly dissecting his own heart.

’Although for me, reputation is like a fleeting cloud, tonight I seem to have been overly uninhibited? I need to be careful in the future...’

He paused for a moment, then leapt into the water.

——Wilderness Transformation!

In mid-air, Fang Xing’s body shifted dramatically, transforming into a black-backed carp over a foot long, splashing into the water with a sound.

Glug, glug!

The carp held a paper dagger in its mouth, occasionally blowing a few bubbles, instinctively swimming through the water.

Woosh!

Fang Xing fixed on a direction and immediately swam out of the valley.

’Although the water doesn’t contain paper fish, the Blood Shadow Sect cultivators wouldn’t be so foolish... there are likely some arrangements in the water.’

’However... now the greatest downside of my wilderness transformation is literally just being a carp, but this is also the greatest advantage... it’s no illusion, won’t reveal any flaws.’

’Since other wild fish can roam and survive... it means I can too!’

Fang Xing spoke to himself in his heart.

This is the confidence brought by a path of Druidism never before seen in this world!

Prompted by a vague sense of awareness, he reached a spot and saw some black metal fences ahead.

The spaces between these fences were wide enough that an adult human definitely couldn’t pass through.

"But I’m a fish... I can swim through!"

Fang Xing flicked his tail and easily swam through the gaps in the steel mesh.

While passing through this ’iron gate’, he glanced with his fish eyes and saw several still bodies near the iron gate.

"Water corpses?"

"No, it’s a deliberately prepared trap!"

Fang Xing suddenly understood.

Although the Blood Shadow Sect is known for shadow puppetry and paper folding skills, saying they have no other techniques would be a joke.

Though the Corpse Chasing Sect is most famous for zombie crafting, it’s quite normal for the Blood Shadow Sect to know a few techniques as well!

"These water zombies are best at underwater combat, and can sense the breath of the living... if anyone swims across, they would definitely not escape their notice!"

Fang Xing swam past a water corpse, observing its swollen face and limbs, its tightly shut eyes, and pitch-black nails.

This zombie remained motionless, clearly mistaking Fang Xing for an ordinary cruising fish.

Swish!

Fang Xing swiftly swam through this dangerous area, entering a dark current.

After an unknown amount of time, the world suddenly opened up.

"I should have swum out of the Paper Slave Valley, but it’s still not safe enough... keep going..."

Fang Xing slightly adjusted his direction and continued to forge ahead.

Anyway, before the [Wilderness Transformation] duration ends, he planned to run as far as he could.

...

Two hours later.

In the heart of a dense forest.

Splash!

A black-backed carp leapt onto the water’s surface, transforming back into a man as naked as the day he was born.

"Cough, cough... I finally escaped."

Fang Xing spat out the paper dagger and began looking for suitable vines and green leaves, intending to weave himself some straw shoes and a vine skirt.

After all, a Druid should be close to nature, and he’s used to it.

’Alone and bare, trying to survive in the wilderness with just a knife... it’s quite interesting.’

’However, I can’t relax yet... the Blood Shadow Sect might still hunt me down...’

Fang Xing wandered through the forest as if he were at home.

Not only were various small animals incredibly friendly to him, warning him of dangerous areas to avoid.

Moreover, due to the Druid’s ’Traceless in the Forest’ talent, he left very few traces on the paths he traveled, and they would quickly disappear in a few days.

It could be said that the forest was his home ground.

Attempting to chase down a Druid in the forest is a very misguided idea.

"Hmm... next, I’ll try to travel towards the Righteous Path regions."

Fang Xing checked his bearings and made a plan in his heart.

The Outer World is ruled by the ten great sects of both righteous and evil factions, with the evil sects ruling over everything like ants.

Yet, those self-proclaimed reputable sects still maintain some decorum.

However, most mortals still yearn for the ’Divine Dynasty of Great Zhou’ in the north, but have no way of getting there.

The ’Divine Dynasty of Great Zhou’ has set up the ’Three Extremes Pass’ at the borders, blocking outsiders from entering. It’s said that even Dao Foundation Realm cultivators find it nearly impossible to infiltrate the territories of the Divine Dynasty of Great Zhou!

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