Chapter 425: A Thief Is a Thief (6/5, Autumn Subscription)

A thief is a thief.

No matter how strong you've trained, the moment you hear "officer," you'll be afraid, you'll panic!

"Retreat? What a joke! If it were the Thousand-Silk Sword - You Sisi who came, I'd turn tail and run without a second word. But just some brat like the one in front of me? He doesn't qualify! Watch how I take him down!"

Dao Laoda slashed the table before him in half with a fierce stroke, leapt down from the platform, and landed right in front of Fang Yue!

The battle between the two sides was about to erupt!

And just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the direction of the dancers.

"Qing Si... it's someone from Qing Si! It's the big brother from Qing Si who's come to save us!"

Among the dancers cowering on the ground, someone suddenly cried out in excitement.

Fang Yue looked closely and only then noticed that among the bevy of dancers, there was a girl whose eyes were scarred from burns and long since blind, leaping up with joy all over her face.

She only stopped when a companion, terrified, clamped a hand over her mouth.

"Hey! Your old man's standing right in front of you, and you've still got the mind to look around? Like that woman, do you? Once I've slaughtered you, I'll chop off her hands and feet and hang her from the roof every day to burn as a Human Soul lamp!"

Dao Laoda was rough but shrewd, grinning viciously as he tried to enrage Fang Yue.

But he found that Fang Yue was calm—very calm—only those pitch-black eyes, when they looked at him, looked at him as if he were already a dead man.

"You Qing Si lapdog, don't you dare look down on your old man's Broken Dragon Head!"

Dao Laoda bellowed, raised his Nine-ring Blade, and hacked down at Fang Yue.

The iron rings of the Nine-ring Blade jingled as it descended!

Every time the blade clashed against the iron rings, the sound sent an invisible current of air wrapping around the blade, as if amplifying the Nine-ring Blade's power.

"Nine-Turn Chain Blade! First strike!"

The ferocious blade hacked straight down at Fang Yue's forehead.

The current of air that had merely been coiled around the blade instantly spread outward, forming opposing currents that pinned Fang Yue in place!

"It appeared! It's Dao Laoda's first form of the Nine-Turn Chain Blade Technique—Duiliu Pipi!"

"You Qing Si fool! Hahaha! He has no idea how terrifying that strike from Dao Laoda is! How many have died from underestimating him because of this move? Because this strike is one you simply cannot dodge!"

The two Night Thieves at the back, both at the Postnatal Third-rate Realm, revealed excited expressions, their thoughts churning.

And up ahead, Dao Laoda's blade had already come down.

"Die!!"

The blade came down and sliced Fang Yue's body clean in two!

The aftershock even blasted a trench into the ground that stretched backward!

"Dao Laoda! Incredible!!"

"Hahaha! This is the boss's power—Qing Si is nothing special!"

The small fry began cheering, and Dao Laoda relaxed.

"That's all..."

Dao Laoda was about to laugh, but suddenly stopped.

Because he realized that the Fang Yue he'd just slain was slowly fading away.

What he'd cut down had only been an afterimage?!

His pupils contracted, his heart shook wildly, and at the same moment, a calm voice rang out behind Dao Laoda.

"Postnatal Second-rate Realm?"

Behind him!

Dao Laoda spun around furiously, sweeping his Nine-ring Blade horizontally.

"Nine-Turn Chain Blade, second strike!"

The horizontally sweeping Nine-ring Blade spun with currents of air, forming fine, dense blades that scattered outward, covering the spot where Fang Yue stood.

"Let's see how you escape this time!"

The moment Dao Laoda's blades all hit Fang Yue, his horizontal slash had also cut into Fang Yue.

And it was at that moment.

Fang Yue struck.

He extended two fingers and gently pinched.

Buzz!!

The Nine-ring Blade hacking toward him stopped dead in midair, and the blades that had struck him earlier had only torn his clothes, unable to leave so much as a mark on his skin.

"How... is that possible..."

Realizing that this strike of his had been stopped by Fang Yue with the barest effort, he was completely dumbfounded.

His mind went blank.

How could it be blocked? How could it be caught between just two fingers?!

All those years I'd spent practicing my blade, all those years of bitter cultivation—useless against this man?!

Dao Laoda had spent his whole life mastering only the Nine-Turn Chain Blade.

His title of Broken Dragon Head had also been earned through the Nine-Turn Chain Blade.

So when his Blade Technique failed, when his strongest attack was stopped with ease, he felt as if he no longer knew how to wield a blade at all.

"Fine blade."

And at that moment, after pinching the Nine-ring Blade, Fang Yue gave it a gentle flick.

Buzz!!

A violent tremor traveled from the blade to the hilt, then to Dao Laoda's wrist, shaking the Nine-ring Blade right out of his hand and onto the ground.

Thud.

Like fragile glass, the Nine-ring Blade's body shattered into pieces on the ground just like that.

"A pity — fragile."

Only then did Fang Yue walk up to the stunned Dao Laoda, raised his hand, and gripped his neck: "Just like your life — fragile beyond measure."

"Wait—"

Crack.

【Broken Dragon Head】 Dao Laoda had his neck twisted and broken just like that, dying on the spot.

All of this happened too fast, too suddenly.

The others were still immersed in the shock of Fang Yue flicking a blade to pieces, when they saw Dao Laoda easily subdued and his neck twisted.

When they came to their senses, the Night Thieves were scared and fled in all directions.

"Whoever runs, dies."

Swoosh!

The Fire Blade took shape in an instant.

The dozen or so Night Thieves who had tailed him earlier but were now running the fastest were locked onto by Fang Yue directly.

"Fire Feather!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The Fire Blade's body shattered, transforming into Fire Feathers that easily pierced through the fleeing Night Thieves.

The Fire Feathers pierced through bodies, pierced through brains, pierced through hearts, directly snatching their lives — basically none of them had run more than a few steps before collapsing to the ground, silent.

The others, looking at Fang Yue as if a god had descended, were all so terrified they trembled and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

A few clever ones tried to grab the dancers as hostages, only to be pierced through and killed by the Fire Feathers in an instant.

Only then did the remaining people truly behave.

Fang Yue had the Night Thieves line up in a row, kneeling on the ground.

Then he went and rescued all the dancers.

"Are there any other survivors in Deyun Cun?"

Hearing Fang Yue mention this, tears welled up in the dancers' eyes; a few reddened theirs and, as if possessed, were about to rush at the kneeling Night Thieves, as if they wanted to devour them alive!

"Don't, don't kill me! I was forced by Dao Laoda to become a Night Thief, I'm innocent!"

"Wu Wuwu, Lord Qing Si, I admit my fault, I'll confess — as long as you don't kill me, it doesn't matter how many years you imprison me!"

"Damn that Dao Laoda — it was all him ordering us to raid Deyun Cun! We didn't know Lord Qing Si was nearby; otherwise, even if you'd lent us ten thousand guts, we wouldn't have dared to act!"

The Night Thieves all began begging for mercy, but Fang Yue's gaze gradually turned icy.

Just hearing Lord Han describe the Night Thieves' methods, Fang Yue had no real sense of it — he only felt these people were detestable, hateful, fiendishly vicious.

But once Fang Yue entered Deyun Cun and saw the traces left by their crime, those madly ruthless methods, he truly realized — Night Thieves don't deserve to be called human!

(End of chapter)