Chapter 94

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh~

As Fang Yuanzuo finished speaking, the figures behind him immediately leapt up and rushed toward Lu Haidong and the others.

Each one unleashed their full aura, true qi surging.

They were all Innate Realm!

Swish~

Ziiim!

"Ahh~!"

"Run!"

"…"

Screams, shouts, and roars erupted instantly across the training ground.

The severely wounded Lu Haidong tried to rise, but a long-faced man with naturally curly hair slashed off his head with one sword stroke.

How could the "Ba Jianmen" disciples stand a chance against Innate Realm warriors?

In a single exchange, every member of Ba Jianmen on the training ground lay dead.

After killing those on the training ground, these Innate Realm warriors charged toward other corners where Ba Jianmen members hid.

【Corpse detected. Collect?】

"Yes!"

【Corpse detected. Collect?】

"Yes!"

…

Chen Mu watched silently, collecting cards from afar.

The "Listen to the Wind" skill monitored Lin Hun's hiding location.

The former master of Ba Jianmen, his heartbeat like a drum, Breathing Heavily, did not rush out—he gritted his teeth, suppressed his aura, leapt over the wall, and fled down the mountain.

At that moment, Chu Yunchang's voice rang out, "There's still Lin Hun! Don't let him escape!"

"Lin Hun?" Fang Yuanzuo frowned.

"Cough cough~ Lin Hun is the former master of Ba Jianmen—he's the one who poisoned me! He must die… cough cough cough~" Chu Yunchang weakly explained, then burst into another fit of coughing.

"I'll handle it."

Fang Yuanfu twitched his ears, tapped his toe, and shot straight into the air, spinning toward the mountain base at breakneck speed.

His form glided through the air; within a few breaths, he locked onto the fleeing Lin Hun, and two breaths later, he caught up.

Ziiim~!

A sharp, invisible force pierced the air, crossing dozens of meters.

Lin Hun sensed it instantly, twisted his body sideways, barely avoiding it.

The missed invisible force struck a large tree—BOOM! —it exploded into two halves.

Ziiim! Ziiim! Ziiim!

Invisible force erupted again, continuously fired from Fang Yuanfu's hands, locking onto Lin Hun.

Swish-swish-swish~!

Lin Hun gripped a broad, heavy sword, true qi surging, slashing out thick sword beams that swept through surrounding trees, cutting them into segments while shattering the invisible force.

Bang!

Fang Yuanfu's iron fist struck midair, now clad in a pair of pitch-black gloves; he stomped with footwork, leaping through the air, his body leaving behind streaks of afterimages.

With a muffled crash, true qi surged into a fist imprint, striking Lin Hun head-on.

Boom-boom-boom~

Thunderous impacts rang continuously, winds sweeping outward, shattering trees and boulders, sending up clouds of dust.

Lin Hun, at Innate Realm late stage, not only withstood Fang Yuanfu's assault but, in his rage, even pressed him down.

Because Fang Yuanfu was also Innate Realm late stage—their cultivation levels were nearly equal.

…

On the mountain.

Within the Ba Jianmen base, screams, roars, and pleas for mercy rose from every corner.

The remaining Ba Jianmen members were swiftly killed by the few Innate Realm warriors pursuing them.

Throughout the entire process, Wei Dongliang, Huang Keqin, Shi Kuangsheng, Di Chunlei, and others remained silent.

Chen Mu remained silent too.

Although Ba Jianmen's conduct was forceful and domineering, they had never massacred innocents—if they truly were murderous, Zhao Fuzhou would have already destroyed them.

Now, being easily wiped out and slaughtered entirely, it could only be said that Lin Hun and Lu Haidong were blinded by greed and ambition!

They dragged the entire Ba Jianmen down to slaughter and annihilation.

…

"Now you can speak, can't you?"

As the screams ceased, Fang Yuanzuo turned to Chu Yunchang and spoke calmly, "Where is the Xuan Bing?"

"Cough cough~" Chu Yunchang coughed weakly, "One more thing—Lin Hun. Wait for his head…"

Hu!

A sudden gust of wind.

Fang Yuanzuo suddenly reached out, grasping through the air—Chu Yunchang's entire body was enveloped in externalized true qi, lifted off the ground, and floated before Fang Yuanzuo, feet dangling, gasping for breath.

Pah~

First, a slap struck Chu Yunchang's face, knocking out his teeth mixed with blood, spraying into the air; then, grabbing his arm, he twisted and wrenched—crackling sound—the left arm of Chu Yunchang was forcibly torn off, blood splattering everywhere.

"Ahh~!"

Overwhelming pain surged through Chu Yunchang; he screamed in agony, his face growing paler, his body trembling.

"Slap!"

Fang Yuanzuo raised his hand and struck another slap, silencing Chu Yunchang's screams mid-cry, leaving him dazed and dizzy.

"What made you think I'm easy to deal with?"

Fang Yuanzuo, expressionless, coldly barked, "Did wiping out the 'Dominant Sword Sect' on a whim make you think you can manipulate me at will?"

"Speak!!"

"Where is the Mystic Weapon!?"

"..."

Silence fell; all eyes in the scene fixed on Fang Yuanzuo and Chu Yunchang.

Chen Mu watched both men, listening to the sounds from the mountain's base.

The battle between Lin Hun and Fang Yuanfu grew fiercer, the thunderous explosions never ceasing.

"Huff, huff~ cough, cough, cough~"

Chu Yunchang breathed with difficulty, coughing up blood, his voice weak: "The... the Mystic Weapon... doesn't actually exist..."

"What did you say?" Fang Yuanzuo yanked Chu Yunchang close, his eyes blazing.

The others were stunned.

"The Mystic Weapon doesn't exist?" Huang Keqin laughed. "So you're saying you never had a Mystic Weapon at all?"

He glanced at Fang Yuanzuo, his expression odd.

If Chu Yunchang never had a Mystic Weapon, yet Fang's family had chased him relentlessly—had they been fooled?

Fang Yuanzuo naturally realized this, his face darkening; he growled, "You're lying! When you fled the manor, you clearly carried a Mystic Weapon!"

"Th-that wasn't a Mystic Weapon, cough, cough, cough~"

Chu Yunchang coughed, his voice weak: "It was just... just a weapon blank, a half-finished blank. I lost it... cough, cough, cough~ on the road... lost it."

"Ha!"

Shi Kuangsheng couldn't help laughing. "So Fang Yuanzuo, you chased him across several provinces—just to be led around like a dog?"

"Shut up!"

Fang Yuanzuo's eyes, brimming with killing intent, swept over Shi Kuangsheng; then he seized Chu Yunchang's right arm, twisted and wrenched—crack! —forcibly tearing it off again.

"Ahh~!!"

Chu Yunchang screamed in agony, his whole body shaking.

"You bastard—you lied to me, didn't you?" Fang Yuanzuo ignored the mocking glances around him, teeth clenched as he demanded, "If you never had a Mystic Weapon, why didn't you explain this whole time? Why let the rumors spread..."

Mid-sentence, he suddenly remembered something; his pupils dilated and contracted, and he fell silent.

"Why else? Obviously to draw all attention to himself, so others could escape."

Di Chunlei chuckled. "Fang Yuanzuo, looks like you're out of your league. The Sword Forge Manor had others who escaped—and you didn't even know."

"Hahahaha, this kills me," Shi Kuangsheng roared with laughter. "Tricked into chasing a fool and never realizing it—too hilarious!"