Chapter 641

This wasn't because the short-tailed tribe's tomboy was particularly strong, but because accumulating small gains subtly increased his comprehension, actually raising it by 0.1 point!

This made Fang Yue excited.

Although it was only a 0.1-point increase in comprehension, it seemed small.

But in reality, even when reaching full cultivation breakthrough progress and full attribute points, a breakthrough only grants 2 points of comprehension.

Compared to that, killing people to gain comprehension was incredibly cost-effective.

Strange Spirit Root, temporarily divine!

With accumulation over time, it might even surpass the 2-point comprehension gain from breakthroughs—provided he kills enough, and kills brutally.

The increase in comprehension also tied to the strength of the slain enemy; if the enemy was strong enough, the comprehension gain would naturally be greater.

Open the attribute list.

"Name: Yese Liming."

"Cultivation: Primordial First-Rank."

"Strange Realm: Blood High Stage 【1.8%】."

"Spirit Root: Strange Spirit Root."

"Status: Strange Curse 【Wu Yu】."

"Control Power: 8770 【Base: 8750】 【Status/Bonus: +20】."

"Dissipation Power: 7370 【Base: 7350】 【Status/Bonus: +20】."

"Comprehension: 8. 【Special Attribute】"

"Life Span: 5 years 5 months."

Compared to killing anomalies, the rewards from killing humans via 【Strange Spirit Root】 offered minimal attribute gains, far less potent than those from anomalies.

But it excelled in boosting comprehension, life span, and Strange Realm progress.

Especially life span—steadily increasing, accumulating small gains.

He felt ready to push his Heart Method cultivation; even if he couldn't break through, repeated attempts would surely accelerate progress.

As night fell, Fang Yue first went to Mang Liuzi, instructed him to guard the Da Yang Caravan, then departed with the young mistress and a group of death soldiers.

"Let's first lie in wait for 【Lang Qingyi】; as long as he lives, none of us will have peace."

Fang Yue said grimly.

The young mistress naturally had no objections.

Though it was night in 【Chunuan City】, the Qing Si was no place where just anyone could lie in wait.

Guards patrolled back and forth; ordinary people attempting to approach would inevitably be spotted.

Fang Yue had no intention of infiltrating the Qing Si's interior—such a feat was nearly impossible even for him to accomplish unseen; discovery was merely a matter of time.

Fang Yue planned to wait and ambush; knowing such a great "secret," 【Lang Qingyi】 would inevitably act. No matter what he intended, as soon as he stepped out, Fang Yue would strike and kill him.

If Lang Qingyi did not leave tonight, tomorrow Fang Yue would use his identity as a Phoenix Organization member to arrange a meeting with him at a designated location for tomorrow night, then eliminate him.

Time passed second by second; when the young mistress had grown impatient, a figure at the Qing Si's wall began climbing over.

Fang Yue narrowed his eyes, slipped down silently, and followed in silence.

As the target landed and left the Qing Si, Fang Yue's black qi coiled, his Shadow Stepping Technique accelerated, the Night Flow Mental Method enhanced him, the Dark Moon Blade Technique slipped into darkness—a shadow flashed, a black blade vanished.

While 【Lang Qingyi】 was stunned, a single slash severed his neck; his head rolled to the ground.

"I've been waiting for you."

"System Prompt: Player 【Yese Liming】 has slain 【Lang Qingyi】. Comprehension subtly increased."

"System Prompt: Congratulations, Player 【Yese Liming】, you have slain 【Lang Qingyi】. Reward: Control Power +50, Dissipation Power +50, Life Span +3 months, 【Strange Realm】 Progress +0.2%."

After checking his attributes and disposing of the body, Fang Yue quickly left the area.

"Name: Yese Liming."

"Strange Realm: Blood High Stage 【2.0%】."

"Control Power: 8900 【Base: 8880】 【Status/Bonus: +20】."

"Dissipation Power: 7420 【Base: 7400】 【Status/Bonus: +20】."

"Life Span: 5 years 8 months."

Before others could notice, Fang Yue swiftly withdrew and returned to the young mistress's hiding spot.

"How was it?" the young mistress asked anxiously.

"Taken care of."

Fang Yue tossed the body to a death soldier, instructing him to take it beyond the city and abandon it in the wilderness.

The death soldier obeyed and hurried away swiftly.

"Lang Qingyi's body will eventually be found; even if the body isn't found, his disappearance will cause chaos."

"Just deny everything. We had little connection to Lang Qingyi; they won't suspect us."

As for when Lang Qingyi's body would be discovered, he didn't care—it was better to delay it as long as possible.

Watching the death soldier vanish into the distance with the body, the young mistress took a deep breath: "Now we must settle accounts with those two caravan groups."

Her emotions were turbulent and complex.

Though she couldn't avenge her father and Hai Guanjia herself, being able to settle the score before nightfall brought her a measure of peace for their memory.

Without Fang Yue, this wouldn't have been a matter of not avenging personally—it would have been the classic "a gentleman waits ten years to repay a grudge"; she'd have had no chance to avenge them before she grew strong enough.

Thus, she truly, deeply grateful to Fang Yue.

Among the two caravan groups, Fang Yue chose first the Kongshan Caravan.

The old-city caravan guarded by 【Blue Guard】 like Lan Shan was still tricky—if they summoned Blue Guards for help, he'd have trouble handling it.

If delayed, he might lose the chance to eliminate the other caravan group.

So he started with the Empty Mountain Caravan, which had hired experts to hold the line.

Fang Yue would teach them what a true expert really meant!

No matter how many experts there are, if they're not as strong as me, they're nothing but air!

"The real slaughter has only just begun!"

Although Fang Yue had mentally prepared himself, the lineup of the Empty Mountain Caravan still gave him a fright.

The guards of the Empty Mountain Caravan alone outnumbered the Green Division's publicly known personnel.

Layer upon layer, inside and out, they patrolled back and forth around the Empty Mountain Caravan, standing ready in full alert.

Anyone who didn't know better would think this was some army holding drills on how to repel an enemy assault.

"Lord Night… the other side is well prepared and has plenty of men. Perhaps we should pick another day?"

The young mistress naturally also saw how many men were below, and for a moment she hesitated.

Revenge didn't need to be rushed in a single moment. Looking at this formation, apart from the rootless alien fox caravan—which was clearly preparing to run—neither of the other two showed the slightest sign of backing down; both were ready to fight the Great Sun Caravan for supremacy.

If that was the case, then let them stew for a while first.

As the saying goes, the first push is full of vigor, the second wanes, the third runs dry. Drag things out a bit, and the money the other side had spent just hiring experts would be enough to drain the caravan's wealth dry.

But Fang Yue's eyes lit up.

"No! Tonight we charge in! Leave not a single soul alive!"

Coffee's been drunk—charge!

(End of chapter)