Chapter 628

Fang Yue was stunned; the target of the Dayang Caravan's revenge had suddenly become clear.

So it was you behind all this!

"Night Lord, if possible, please eliminate the Fox Caravan first."

Of course, no problem—but there's a nomad over there; no grudge, no enmity. Spare her life. Kill the key figures, extract the informant's identity.

Of course, if that Duanwei Taimei dared interfere with him, Fang Yue would not hold back.

As Sepi Xiazi revealed his intelligence bit by bit, Fang Yue realized the Fox Caravan's ruthlessness far surpassed that of ordinary caravans.

Perhaps because they started late, every time the Fox Caravan struck at other caravans, bloodshed inevitably followed.

In such a short time, with an outsider's status, they rose to a position nearly equal to the veteran Dayang Caravan—proof of their cruelty and malice.

You could say each member of the Fox Caravan had blood on both hands.

"Didn't expect you knew so much," Fang Yue asked, puzzled.

"Uh… girls tend to talk more easily in bed."

Sepi Xiazi's words made the three of them turn grim.

This guy, while embedded in the Fox Caravan, spent all his time besides the twenty-odd staged battles lying around enjoying himself.

Damn! Why do I feel a bit jealous? Should I chop off his third leg? No one would object, right?

As if sensing Fang Yue's dangerous gaze, Sepi Xiazi paled and scrambled backward.

"I've confessed everything I know—don't even think about torturing me!"

Fang Yue rolled his eyes, told the young mistress to bring the man in as a Guest, then resumed his Mist-Form Black Robe and went out for a stroll.

"Where is Night Lord going?"

"Find an inn to stay. More convenient for operations."

The young mistress and Hai Guanjia paused, then immediately understood Fang Yue's intent.

But if something happened to the Dayang Caravan… Fang Yue wouldn't be able to return in time to rescue them…

"With him here, as long as they hold out for a while and notify me promptly, I'll come to help."

Fang Yue pointed at Mang Liuzi—he was at least a Xiantian Realm martial artist.

"Night Lord, it's nearly nightfall now. Going out would be troublesome. Let's wait until tomorrow," the young mistress urged uneasily.

Night was Fang Yue's night of slaughter; she truly feared that if he left, the Dayang Caravan might be attacked and he'd be too far to help.

After a brief pause, Fang Yue agreed—it was settled.

He returned to his room and practiced his Heart Method for a while; soon night fell.

Fang Yue was now at the First-rate Realm of Xiantian, but all his Martial Techniques were still stuck at the second tier, leaving ample room for improvement—so diligent practice was essential.

More importantly, his Comprehension had to rise—only then could he achieve twice the results with half the effort!

Under the night sky, on the rooftop, Fang Yue stowed his Mist-Form Black Robe, donned a black night suit, and pulled on a menacing mask.

"The hunt begins!"

A shadow flashed—he left the Dayang Caravan and headed straight for the Fox Caravan.

Four targets tonight. Kill them one by one—each would yield rewards.

After Fang Yue departed, the Dayang Caravan doubled its guard patrols—more than double.

Without Fang Yue present, the young mistress felt uneasy.

"Young mistress, rest assured—I'm here. I'll guarantee your safety."

Mang Liuzi shuffled over, met the young mistress's icy glare, silently retreated, and chuckled awkwardly twice.

He was new here; without doing something, he'd never earn anyone's trust in the short term.

As night deepened, the young mistress and the others of the Dayang Caravan gradually fell asleep.

And at that moment.

At the Dayang Caravan's gate, the two guards holding Human Soul Lanterns suddenly stiffened—their mouths were clamped shut, their throats slit, eyes bulging, they groaned twice, then collapsed.

The two masked figures laid the corpses on the ground, exchanged glances, and waved to the brothers behind them.

Soon, a group of masked figures leapt over the wall and plunged into the Dayang Caravan's interior.

Shortly after they entered, Duanwei Taimei arrived, tail twitching excitedly.

Seeing the two corpses on the ground, she froze, then her face darkened with anger.

"Someone beat us to it!"

"What's wrong with that?" a tribesman asked, confused.

"You idiot! Now we'll capture fewer boys—where will we get the yang energy and yang lifespan?"

"But the Regimental Commander's order was…"

"That's the primary mission. The secondary mission is capturing more boys!"

Duanwei Taimei planted her hands on her hips, gave a grand speech, then waved to her tribesmen and surged forward into the Dayang Caravan.

When the last caravan arrived to observe the scene, the Dayang Caravan was already engulfed in flames, cries of battle echoing everywhere.

At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly burst from behind—a two-meter black blade plunged into darkness, carving a half-moon arc as it passed them in an instant; by the time the blade reappeared, the figure had vanished into Dayang Fu.

And these men never reacted—their heads rolled off without warning, leaving a pile of headless corpses, blood spreading, staining the entrance of Dayang Fu, glowing in contrast with the fire within.

…

Half an hour earlier.

After leaving the Dayang Caravan, Fang Yue headed straight for the Fox Caravan.

Hunting nights always stirred excitement.

Emotionally charged, Fang Yue increased his travel speed by several notches.

While leaping across rooftops, he spotted another figure moving through the night.

Same style of night-travel clothes, same style of face-covering cloth — as if they were a band.

In a flash of stunned hesitation, Fang Yue immediately grew excited, whooshed over in an instant, and while the other was bewildered, drew his blade and cut the man down.

"Hide by day, move by night — either a thief or a rogue!"

The light of the righteous path came pouring down, and Fang Yue felt he was about to take flight.

"System Notice: Congratulations to player 【Yese Liming】 for killing 【Masked Man】. Reward: Strength +1, Endurance +1, Lifespan +1 day, 【Eerie Realm】 progress subtly increased."

Nice! A flying start!

Excitement on his face, Fang Yue's greedy eyes searched everywhere for a target.

Unfortunately, the targets he spotted were all rather far from him, and all moved extremely fast — in no time at all they were gone without a trace.

But even so, Fang Yue was still very excited, very happy.

He drew in a deep breath of the night's fresh, clean air.

"Ah, this is the sweet taste of freedom!"

Watching the rising and falling silhouettes in the distance, the clamor of fighting, Fang Yue sincerely felt that the nighttime Chunuan City was where the real bustle was.

This is the sinners' revelry, this is… the bounty hunters' revelry!

Suppressing the urge in his heart to rush out and cut people down, Fang Yue headed toward the direction of the Fox Merchant Caravan.

The night was still very long.

Once the matters at hand were dealt with, if there was still time, then the real hunt would begin.

Ahead, the Fox Merchant Caravan's camp grew ever closer, but when Fang Yue drew near, he suddenly noticed something was off.

The people… were too few.

(End of chapter)