Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night
Chapter 296 - 159: Not Yet an Adult?
He Shidao, the Hall Master of the Uncertain Hall.
Long Qingzhi would never forget that name, not even in her nightmares. Upon hearing it, she subconsciously clenched her fists.
But she suppressed her rage. It wasn’t just because she knew no Martial Arts and had no way to avenge her family’s slaughter.
More importantly, Fang Shuwen had not yet spoken.
Fang Shuwen slowly opened his eyes and glanced outside.
"Come outside with me."
Long Qingzhi was surprised. ’There’s no way I can be of any help to him.’
’Why is he taking me with him?’
But she didn’t ask. Whatever Fang Shuwen said, she would do.
The two of them exited the hunter’s cabin, one behind the other.
A single sweep of He Shidao’s gaze was all it took for him to spot Long Qingzhi.
Yet his expression remained unchanged. His gaze shifted slightly, settling on Fang Shuwen. The corners of his mouth curved into a smile as he cupped his fists and bowed.
"I, He Shidao, greet the Demon Evil God, Hero Fang!"
Demon Evil God!?
It was the first time Long Qingzhi had heard those three words, and her heart instinctively tightened.
’Those three words certainly don’t sound like anything good.’
’But,’ she thought, glancing at Fang Shuwen beside her, ’it must be a vicious moniker given to him by his enemies!’
"You know of me?"
Fang Shuwen looked at He Shidao with some surprise, not expecting that his reputation had actually spread to the Northern Domain.
"Hahaha, as the saying goes: ’A fiend descends upon the world, a man of violence, not letters! The Demon Evil God, who stains the heavens with blood!’"
"It has been less than a year since Hero Fang first appeared in the Jianghu."
"Yet you have already made a tremendous name for yourself in the Eastern Domain. I’ve heard recently that some wish to add your name to the ranks of the Three Immortals, Two Kings, and One City Madman."
"Especially after Wu Lingxiao stepped down as City Lord Feixue and vanished, many have proposed changing ’One City Madman’ to ’One God Madman’."
"Even for someone like myself, residing here in the Northern Domain, it would be difficult not to know of such a personage."
He Shidao spoke with ease. While he might not have known every single detail about the Eastern Domain or Fang Shuwen’s exploits, he was clearly very well-informed.
Long Qingzhi was utterly dumbfounded. She knew Fang Shuwen was incredible, but it seemed she had still underestimated just how incredible he was.
Even Long Qingzhi had heard of legendary figures like the Three Immortals, Two Kings, and One City Madman.
After all, her family was also a Martial Arts Family in the Northern Domain.
They were well-connected and informed about the affairs of the Jianghu.
’For Fang Shuwen to be ranked among them at such a young age... isn’t that the same as having the word "Incredible" tattooed on his forehead?’
It was a good thing Fang Shuwen didn’t possess Telepathy, or he would have surely felt the need to object.
’Having the word "Incredible" carved on my face? How is that any different from pissing in the middle of the street?’
Fang Shuwen remained completely unmoved by He Shidao’s flattery. He said indifferently,
"I am, after all, new to the Northern Domain. As a guest, it would be best not to act too brazenly."
"So how about this, Hall Master He. I’ll give you three sentences."
"What do you mean?"
He Shidao asked instinctively.
Then he heard Fang Shuwen say softly,
"That’s one."
He Shidao’s pupils instantly shrank to pinpricks. ’Three sentences... to decide my life or death?’
’The sheer arrogance!’
But Fang Shuwen had earned the right to be arrogant.
Anyone at Fang Shuwen’s age with such Martial Arts and reputation could be this arrogant.
In fact, they would likely be even more arrogant.
Long Qingzhi hadn’t understood Fang Shuwen’s words at first. It wasn’t until she saw He Shidao’s expression that she realized what Fang Shuwen meant, and her heart immediately began to pound wildly.
’Deciding life and death in three sentences...’ She had never imagined that the gentle, refined Fang Shuwen she knew could have a side like this.
She couldn’t help but look at He Shidao. She wanted to see how this vicious fiend—the man who wore a savage grin as he slaughtered her entire Long Clan—would react now that he was facing Fang Shuwen.
He Shidao was deep in thought.
His first sentence had been a thoughtless reflex; he hadn’t expected Fang Shuwen to be this kind of person.
Now that he’d had a moment to process the situation, he understood the immense weight of his next two sentences.
So, he spoke concisely:
"We are willing to share Long Qingzhi’s Glazed Saint Body with you!!"
Long Qingzhi couldn’t help but clench her fists again.
But she also subconsciously looked at Fang Shuwen.
Even as she kept telling herself that Fang Shuwen was different...
...she couldn’t help but worry about being betrayed.
However, Fang Shuwen’s reply was even more concise than He Shidao’s:
"That’s two."
Long Qingzhi suddenly felt like laughing.
’This,’ she felt, ’is what a true master is like.’
Something that He Shidao and his men saw as so precious they would murder for it was, in Fang Shuwen’s eyes, utterly worthless.
He Shidao’s breathing grew ragged.
His face flushed red. As the Hall Master of the Uncertain Hall, although he couldn’t be compared to the Five Great Forces of the Northern Domain, his status was by no means ordinary.
He never imagined he would be forced into such a corner.
He had arrived full of confidence, but now felt as though he had no cards left to play.
Remembering he had one last sentence, an idea suddenly sparked in his mind.
"I know your purpose for coming to the Northern Domain. A group of masters has already gathered and is waiting for you in Anyue City ahead."
"The fact that you’re protecting Long Qingzhi is out. Anyue City is already a dragon’s pool and a tiger’s den."
"If I were to mediate on your behalf, perhaps things could turn out differently... You—"
Before he could finish, Fang Shuwen suddenly leaped into the air. A single move, [Vajra Tower Throwing], came crashing down.
He Shidao’s eyes bulged. As the Hall Master of the Uncertain Hall, he was certainly no fraud. Yet, faced with this perfectly executed palm strike, he found it was utterly impossible to evade.