Chapter 208: I'm Going to Kill Zhang Chulan!

"Do you understand now why I tried to stop you just a moment ago?" Wang Ye said in a serious tone, "The situation at Biyou Village has already alarmed a person of this caliber. Ma Xianhong's plan is, I fear, destined to fail from the very beginning."

Zhuge Qing fell into deep thought. The appearance of the True Person Lin Xuan made him realize for the first time the true gravity of this incident. This was no longer a simple matter of right or wrong, but a major event concerning the order of the entire Outsider world.

"A-Rong..." He turned his head to look at Fu Rong, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.

Fu Rong, however, shook her head firmly: "I know what you want to say. But no matter who comes, I will not give up on protecting the village. This is my home."

Zhuge Qing looked at Fu Rong's stubborn gaze, his heart filled with a complex mix of emotions. He suddenly understood Wang Ye's previous state of mind—knowing there was a cliff ahead, yet being unable to stop someone important from walking toward it.

Zhuge Qing struggled internally for a long time before finally making a decision. In the instant before Fu Rong could react, he struck quickly, a hand-blade precisely hitting the back of her neck.

"I'm sorry," Zhuge Qing said softly as he caught the collapsing Fu Rong, "but this is for your own good."

Wang Ye watched this scene and sighed slightly. Zhuge Qing's strike was not just to knock Fu Rong unconscious, but to sever some of his own attachments.

"With True Person Lin Xuan here, Ma Xianhong's plan will inevitably fail." Zhuge Qing gently hoisted Fu Rong onto his back, his tone carrying a hint of bitterness, "This is no longer a level we can participate in. Old Wang, will you come with us?"

Under the moonlight, Wang Ye revealed a meaningful smile: "No, I actually want to see how this good show ends."

"You..." Zhuge Qing shook his head, "You still love watching the excitement so much."

"It's not watching the excitement," Wang Ye said earnestly, "Some things, someone has to witness them."

Zhuge Qing said no more, turning and leaving with Fu Rong on his back. The night breeze stirred his clothes, carrying a touch of desolation. He knew that Fu Rong would surely hate him after she woke up, but it was better than watching her fall into an irredeemable situation.

High above, Lin Xuan gazed at the chaotic scene below, his expression as calm as water. The moment Zhuge Qing knocked Fu Rong unconscious, a flicker of realization flashed in his eyes.

"This kid has some mettle." Lin Xuan commented softly. He could see the struggle and determination behind Zhuge Qing's decision. On the path of cultivation, sometimes the hardest thing is not fighting a powerful enemy, but facing the choices within one's own heart.

Xiao Qing asked curiously: "Benefactor, do you think Fu Rong will forgive Zhuge Qing after she wakes up?" She had always been particularly interested in these emotional entanglements.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "This was something she couldn't understand to begin with; some harm is done to prevent greater harm." As he said this, he recalled some past events from his own cultivation journey. Those bright-colored choices often contained a hidden, greedy compassion.

Xiao Bai knelt to the side; she was always the one best at observing the situation among the three: "The atmosphere in the village is becoming increasingly tense." Her voice was cold, "Ma Xianhong's emotions seem to have reached a breaking point."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly. As someone who had already touched upon certain powerful realms, he could clearly perceive the anger about to erupt in Ma Xianhong's heart. That kind of obsession, that kind of paranoia, were extremely dangerous existences on the path of cultivation.

Just to the southeast, a loud boom came from the direction of the pavilion. A hint of interest flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. Although that energy fluctuation was not worth mentioning in his view, to ordinary Outsiders, it could indeed be called earth-shattering.

"The Cultivation Furnace has been destroyed." Lin Xuan said calmly. No emotion could be heard in his tone, as if he were merely stating a most ordinary fact. But in reality, he had long since seen through the crisis hidden behind this Dharma Artifact.

Xiao Qing said excitedly: "The real good show is finally about to start! Benefactor, should we go take a look?" She could no longer hold back her desire to watch the show unfold in person.

Lin Xuan, however, nodded gently: "Now is not the time." His gaze looked toward the distance, as if he could see the long river of time.

At the same time, hearing the explosion, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Ma Xianhong's heart. His face turned livid in an instant, and his figure moved like lightning, heading straight for the pavilion.

The scene in front of the pavilion made Ma Xianhong's heart jolt. Jin Yong lay on the ground, having lost consciousness. Scattered on the ground were countless broken puppet parts; those "Ru Hua" he had painstakingly refined were now like discarded, tattered rag dolls.

"Jin Yong! Jin Yong!" Ma Xianhong stepped forward quickly, inputting a surge of Qi to wake Jin Yong.

Jin Yong slowly opened his eyes, and the moment he saw Ma Xianhong, a trace of pain and guilt appeared in his eyes: "Village Chief... I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them."

Before Jin Yong could finish, Ma Xianhong had already rushed into the pavilion. When he saw the shattered Cultivation Furnace, he stood frozen as if struck by lightning. Those complex Runes had completely collapsed, the energy Core had been thoroughly destroyed, and even the furnace body had countless cracks.

This was the crystallization of his many years of hard work, the key to him changing the landscape of the entire Outsider world, and it had been destroyed in one fell swoop. An unprecedented anger rose from the bottom of his heart, sweeping through his entire body.

"Zhang Chulan!" Ma Xianhong's roar echoed in the pavilion, "I'm going to kill you!"

Jin Yong struggled to stand up, wanting to say something more, but was interrupted by Ma Xianhong's wave: "Gather all the Root Vessels, search for Zhang Chulan immediately! I want him to know what price must be paid for destroying my life's work!"

Just as Ma Xianhong walked out of the pavilion, he happened to run into Xiao Zizai. Under the moonlight, the three treasure beads on Ma Xianhong's neck emitted a faint glow, while the white puppet beside him exuded a strange aura.

"You've come at a really bad time!" Ma Xianhong said coldly, his fingers moving slightly, and the white puppet seemed to come alive, its body covered in flickering red beads.

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the moonlight: "Oh? Is that so?" His voice carried a hint of excitement, "A puppet that can copy Outsider abilities is indeed very interesting."

Ma Xianhong said no more, and the white puppet suddenly moved. Its movements were strange and swift, reaching Xiao Zizai in an instant and unleashing an Earth Walking Immortal technique. This was an ability it had copied from Zhang Kun.

"Interesting!" Xiao Zizai dodged easily, the excitement in his eyes growing even more intense.

At the same time, Jin Yong had already taken out his phone and quickly dialed several numbers: "Everyone gather at the pavilion, now!"

On the other side, Harichagai, who was patrolling the village, had just hung up the phone when he saw the figure of Wang Zhenqiu. Under the moonlight, this young man who looked refined and polite made him feel a sense of disdain.

"Heh, a sissy dares to come to Biyou Village to run wild?" Harichagai sneered, the Qi around his body already beginning to surge. Among the Root Vessels, he was known for his strength and had always looked down on opponents like Wang Zhenqiu who appeared weak.