Chapter 568: The Coffin Pulling Weird Is Dead (5/5, for 'Tian Dan Zhi Yuan Wu')

In Gu Yue Cun that time, Fang Yue appeared to have defended Gu Yue Cun, but in truth, he had not defended it at all.

But this time is different.

This time, he truly defended Qingsi County!

The Coffin Pulling Weird has died; the weirds are now leaderless.

Although many of our side's strong ones have perished, both sides' base numbers are roughly equal, and we are capable of fighting.

Even during the falling Night Rain, Fang Yue could swiftly eliminate those weirds hiding under eaves, inside houses, or cowering back in the Underground Stronghold.

At this moment, Fang Yue's strength, aside from the Coffin Pulling Weird, makes ordinary Blood-Level weirds utterly powerless—even without the effect of the Sea Corner Pill, he still dominates them.

The only problem is that now that the Sea Corner Pill's effect has faded, its aftereffects have surged: Fang Yue is bleeding from all seven orifices, his five viscera and six bowels severely damaged, his body utterly weak, exhaustion overwhelming him, as if closing his eyes would send him into death.

If not for the Night Breathing sustaining him, Fang Yue would already be lying on the ground, motionless like the Coffin Pulling Weird.

The only difference would be one is alive but motionless, the other dead but motionless.

Countless eyes hiding in the shadows naturally saw this scene.

The weirds were terrified and unsettled, exposing many positions.

Among humans, wild cheers erupted.

"Dead… Lord Night killed the Coffin Pulling Weird!"

"Success! Lord Night succeeded! He did it!"

"So strong! So strong! The four great ones—Lord Han, Bei Hufa, and others—failed, but Lord Night accomplished it!"

"Is this Lord Night's true strength? Such a wild, insane fighting style—I've never seen anything like it!"

"Trading injury for injury—he's a madman among madmen! I wonder what Martial Arts he cultivates; his Qi and Blood is so enduring, he could withstand the Coffin Pulling Weird's assault and strike back!"

"Lord Night! Lord Night! Lord Night!!"

Amid the cheers, Tian Long was so excited his whole body broke out in goosebumps.

Lord Night, Lord Night!!

So strong! So incredibly strong!

After the Night Rain fell, he found a nearby two-story house and slipped inside.

But two senior sisters came in with him!

And that wasn't enough—three sycophants squeezed in with the two senior sisters.

"The Four Dogs reunited—what a nostalgic scene, don't you think, Dragon Junior?"

The two senior sisters giggled softly; outsiders might think they were close friends.

In truth, the "Four Dogs" meant four dogs—including himself.

Yes, those three, and Tian Long himself before, were all sycophants of these two senior sisters; otherwise, how could he have ever entertained the idea of taking two women as his harem?

But now, he only wanted to slap both women across the face—kill them with his palms!

How could such angelic faces hide such venomous hearts?

If you don't want your faces, could you please give them to kind-hearted young ladies? Oh, they find them filthy, think your hearts are too black and have blackened your faces—so never mind, just vomit, vomit, vomit—that's all!

In this refined, amiable, intimate exchange, well-read Tian Long gained the upper hand, shattering their composure; they tore off their masks and tried to kill Tian Long.

As Tian Long fought them, retreating while battling, he realized he was no match for them and prepared to leap from the second floor, braving the Night Rain for a chance at survival—when suddenly, several weirds burst through the windows.

The situation turned chaotic; in the confusion, Tian Long not only killed the two women and the three sycophants, but also eliminated the weirds.

What? A direct kill? How could that be? Naturally, he took advantage of their mutual exhaustion and struck secretly.

Of course, along the way, Tian Long had shouted lofty, positive phrases like: "We're all fellow disciples! The weirds are before us—let's ally temporarily!" and "Better to put aside grudges and unite against the weirds than die at their hands!"

Then, instantly, he struck from behind, stabbed in the back, tripped them—even if the weirds lived, he couldn't let these people live.

Sharing a room with weirds meant nothing to Tian Long.

Without the two senior sisters, it meant everything to Tian Long!

After resolving the issues with the senior sisters and the weirds, he fully seized the small house and looked outside—just in time to see Fang Yue's fierce battle with the Coffin Pulling Weird.

His position offered a poor angle and limited information, but it was still thrilling and exhilarating.

In short, he was already a fan of Lord Night, his mind filled with thoughts of how to leave his sect and join Lord Night's side.

As for his former dream of becoming sect leader, he had long tossed it into the trash.

"Dreams are meant to be shattered!"

"The bigger your heart, the bigger your dream!"

Clearly, the position of sect leader no longer satisfied Tian Long; now his goal reached the highest pinnacle—only by becoming as strong as Lord Night could he roam the world with invincible might!

Tian Long's heart surged with emotion, when suddenly two unfamiliar disciples ran into his building through the Night Rain.

Tian Long froze, assuming a defensive stance; the two reacted similarly, mainly because they saw the corpses on the ground.

"What are you doubting?! They were my brothers, my closest friends, my blood-bound fellow disciples! They died at the weirds' hands—how heartbroken I am! Yet you still suspect I struck them down! What's your intent? Could you possibly be spies sent by the weirds?!"

With a preemptive strike, Tian Long seized the initiative and quickly established tentative trust with the two, forming a small three-man alliance.

When asked why they came, they replied: to get closer, to find a better vantage point to observe Lord Night's glory.

"One must live like Ye Baiyi—not waste one's journey through this world!"

"Lord Night, my Superman."

Huh??

Tian Long immediately turned his head toward the well-proportioned Pangzi beside him.

"Refugee?"

"Oh? You too, Brother Tian Long?"

"Hahaha! What's your name?"

"Your humble servant's surname is San, given name Yue."

"Sanyue?"

"Yes!"

"Then who is this person beside you…?"

"This humble maiden bears the surname Qi, and her given name is also the character for 'month'."

"Uh… also a refugee?"

"No."

Sanyue wrapped his arm around Qiyue's waist: "Qiyue is a native disciple of the Flame Sect, and still a maiden."

Ah, this…

Blinding!

Tianlong's mouth twitched.

Who would've thought someone had already gotten their hands on a female Native in the game before him!

Damn, I'm so jealous!!

But on the surface, we must strongly condemn this behavior!

"Brother Sanyue, I find this act indecent—Qiyue looks no more than thirteen or fourteen. Under our refugee customs, that would be…"

Boom!!

Thunder cracked, drowning out his words.

In the light that nearly illuminated all of Qingsi County, a dark shadow was blasted backward, as if struck by some terrifying force.

Whoosh—it flew past the door of their building and vanished in an instant.

The speed was so fast no one could react.

But Qiyue suddenly cried out.

"The dark shadow that just flew by… was Master Ye!"

…

ps1: Report on last month's vote tally—last month we ranked eighth in the category, 100 votes behind seventh.

Can't be helped—the opponents are too strong; it's not that we didn't try.

ps2: Tomorrow's updates will start earlier, with at least ten chapters.

(End of chapter)