"So, you must be Ye Wufeng?"

Fang Shuwen stroked his chin.

"You don’t really look the part..."

"Wh-what in the world are you babbling about?"

"Oh, nothing. I just think that in the Northern Domain today, aside from Ye Wufeng and Zhao Kuangtu, I’m afraid no one else would dare claim they can guarantee my safety in Anyue City.

"Or perhaps you two are the leaders of the other three of the Five Great Forces of the Northern Domain? The Sect Master of the Ascetic Sect? The Sect Leader of the Saintess Sect? Or the Pavilion Master of Thousand Snow Pavilion?"

Fang Shuwen said with a smile,

"Your ability to boast so extravagantly has truly left me impressed."

The two men’s expressions changed instantly. One of them asked tentatively,

"May I ask who you are?"

"My surname is Fang. Fang Shuwen."

The moment he said this, the two turned to flee without a second thought. But how could they possibly escape?

They had just activated their Lightweight Technique when they were involuntarily pulled toward Fang Shuwen, who clamped his hands down on their heads, one on the left and one on the right.

With a single circulation of the North Nether Divine Technique, all of their Inner Strength was absorbed by Fang Shuwen.

Immediately after, he slammed their heads together. With a sickening CRACK, both skulls shattered.

He casually tossed the corpses to the side of the road. Fang Dabao, as nonchalant as could be, didn’t even break his stride.

He had lost count of how many times this sort of thing had happened along the way.

The closer they got to Anyue City, the worse it became.

Some had long since acquired portraits of Fang Shuwen or Long Qingzhi, while others had their eyes on Fang Dabao himself and wanted to capture him.

As a result, the closer Fang Shuwen got to Anyue City, the more people he killed.

Long Qingzhi sighed softly.

"Brother Fang, it seems there are more and more people."

"This was to be expected."

Fang Shuwen smiled.

"You don’t need to panic."

"I’m not panicking. I just feel like I’ve implicated you in all this."

Long Qingzhi said softly.

Fang Shuwen gave a wry smile.

"You alone are not the cause of this situation.

"I have my own business to attend to, and it’s something that guarantees the people of the Northern Domain won’t treat me with courtesy.

"Our meeting could also be considered a matter of fate."

A faint blush appeared on Long Qingzhi’s face. She stole a glance at Fang Shuwen’s back but ultimately said nothing.

「Anyue City.」

The city was indeed packed to the gills. In the streets and alleys, taverns and teahouses, the only talk one could hear was about Fang Shuwen and Long Qingzhi.

Just as Fang Shuwen had predicted, word of the Glazed Saint Body had leaked.

Now, the entire Northern Domain was rubbing its hands in anticipation.

BANG!

Someone in the tavern suddenly slammed the table and shot to his feet.

"Does that Fang Shuwen think he can come to the Northern Domain and run wild just because he made a bit of a name for himself in the Eastern Domain?

"Does he really think our Northern Domain is a place to be trifled with?

"Just because Ye Wucheng died by his hand, he thinks he’s invincible?

"Forget about Ye Wufeng from Sword God Palace! In my opinion, just the heroes gathered in this very tavern today are more than a match for that whelp!"

"Well said!"

"Brother Xu is right!"

"Haha, let’s wait here for that Fang fellow! If he dares to show up, we’ll make sure he never leaves!"

The big man who had slammed the table was named Xu Guangzhan. He was burly, skilled with twin blades, and his Martial Arts were considered outstanding.

Thus, his words garnered a great deal of agreement.

"Still, we can’t underestimate him. I hear that kid is young, but he kills without batting an eye."

"I don’t believe he’s all that. The folks in the Eastern Domain have hyped him up to the heavens. It’s all just a bunch of hot air, I say."

"I agree. What’s this about him fighting eighty thousand men alone outside Flying Snow City? Why not just say he can hold off an army of a million by himself?"

"Anyue City is teeming with masters right now. Besides us, there are plenty of other powerful figures here.

"I heard even the Saintess Sect has sent people, and they’re being treated as honored guests by the City Lord!

"As long as that Fang fellow dares to come, we’ll all strike together from all sides and make sure he never leaves alive!"

The crowd in the tavern chattered excitedly. As their discussion grew more heated, they began to vividly imagine flaying Fang Shuwen, pulling out his tendons, carving his flesh, and scraping his bones.

In a corner of the tavern, a young man’s face was ashen. He kept reaching for the Silver Spear beside him, only to be stopped by the woman at his side.

The young man took several deep breaths to suppress the frustration boiling inside him.

Finally, he took some bits of silver from his sleeve, slapped them on the table, and pulled the woman downstairs with him.

No one in the tavern paid them any mind. After going downstairs, the two found a secluded alley.

The woman looked at the young man with some concern.

"Don’t be impulsive. Two fists are no match for four hands. Even if you could kill everyone in that tavern, you can’t kill all the masters in this city."

"I know!"

The man gritted his teeth.

"But Fang Shuwen is a master from our Eastern Domain, after all! These people plan to win with numbers, and not only do they feel no shame, they’re proud of it. I can’t stand to watch!"

If Fang Shuwen had been there, he would have recognized the two of them in an instant.

Dongfang Wujiu, the Young Mansion Master of Wentian Mansion, one of the Seven Great Sects of the Eastern Domain.

And... Gu Lianhua of the Flower Moon Sect.

Their journey to the Northern Domain had been fraught with twists and turns.

During the Yuqing Banquet, Gu Lianhua had snuck into Yuqing Pavilion to secretly meet with Dongfang Wujiu.

However, her presence was discovered. After Dongfang Wujiu rescued her, the two of them fled.

Gu Lianhua was seriously injured, and Dongfang Wujiu had also suffered greatly along the way.

But Dongfang Wujiu knew very well that Yuqing Pavilion would not let him and Gu Lianhua roam free, to say nothing of Wentian Mansion.

Yuqing Pavilion might still turn a blind eye to his affairs out of respect for Wentian Mansion. But if Wentian Mansion were to act, they would do so with thunderous force, and they wouldn’t show him any mercy just because he was the Young Mansion Master.