Chapter 894: Green Envoy, Red Garb! (1/2, begging for monthly votes)

"System notification: Congratulations to player 【Yese Liming】 on successful cultivation. 【Frozen Heart Method】 has advanced to the third layer. Internal force increased by 30,000 points. Control Force increased by 10,000 points. Deflection Force increased by 10,000 points."

"System notification: Congratulations to player 【Yese Liming】 on successful cultivation. 【Frozen Heart Method】 has advanced to the fourth layer. Internal force increased by 50,000 points. Control Force increased by 15,000 points. Deflection Force increased by 15,000 points."

The moment he opened his eyes, Fang Yue felt his entire body brimming with violent power.

In a single night, he had madly pushed through Heart Method realms, breaking through two layers in a row. His strength could truly be said to have leapt forward overnight!

This sudden change, this abrupt acquisition of violent power, left Fang Yue momentarily unable to operate and control it with precision.

He had clearly only been gathering his internal force, preparing to rise from the carriage. Yet with a tremendous 'bang', the entire carriage was directly shattered into pieces by his overflowing internal force, wood splinters flying everywhere.

He himself dropped straight down from the carriage, landing vertically.

Tail, who had just been resting against the carriage, only felt it suddenly shatter into pieces. Light poured down from directly overhead, and she dropped to the ground on the spot.

Tail was a little dazed.

Ene… enemy attack?

She looked around in confusion, seeing only the carriage driver, who had likewise fallen to the ground and was nearly scared to death, and Fang Yue, standing awkwardly in place.

"Ye… Ge?"

"…I did it. I lost control of my strength for a moment."

Fang Yue scratched his head, helped Tail up from the ground, then glanced at the onlookers gathering around after hearing the noise. He brought Tail to a corner, draped her in a black mist cloak to hide her identity, and only then did they enter the city together.

Fang Yue discovered that the situation in Jingcheng was calmer than he had imagined.

The Juan Niao Lou incident seemed not to have affected anyone.

On the streets, people came and went. Some even used the Juan Niao Lou affair as gossip, seemingly not taking the matter seriously at all.

"Ye Ge, they're just common folk. They don't really care about the struggles happening among the people above. They don't even much care who ends up Emperor in the end, as long as it doesn't affect their lives."

Tail had been in Jingcheng a long time, and was used to this sort of phenomenon.

After a pause, she continued: "Moreover, ordinary people would certainly think that with something happening at Juan Niao Lou, the four great princes joining hands would definitely track down the mastermind and give outsiders an explanation. And in Jingcheng, the Juan Niao Lou run by the four great princes is a symbol of authority—there's simply no one who can stand against it."

Based on Tail's experience in Jingcheng and after reviewing the information, one had to admit that the commoners' way of thinking was, in fact, normal.

The premise was… that no other prince or Huang Nu would enter the competition!

And now, the Juan Niao Lou affair was no longer just a matter between her, Tail, and the Extreme Ice Sect versus Juan Niao Lou—it was the Fifth Huang Nu declaring war on the four great princes!

The bloodshed involved would certainly be on a level that past minor squabbles couldn't compare to.

Just as she thought this, Tail suddenly frowned and looked ahead.

Over there, a crowd was gathered around a unicycle clown performing acrobatics and breathing fire, clapping and cheering. Quite the lively scene.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Yue had no interest in the competition between the princes. He only wanted to rescue the person he wished to save, and then stay far away from the strife.

Following Tail's gaze, the situation ahead came fully into view.

The unicycle fire-breathing clown spat a great ball of fire into the sky, drawing endless cheers.

For a martial artist like Fang Yue, this kind of performance was utterly ordinary, not worth mentioning—but for ordinary commoners, it was a rare bit of entertainment.

Fang Yue was about to look away and tell Tail to stop watching too, to follow him and leave, when he heard Tail suddenly mutter: "She actually made her move."

Before Fang Yue could understand what Tail meant, the unicycle clown ahead suddenly gave the surrounding crowd an eerie smile, and like a changing face, donned a mask painted with chaotic, capricious black scribbles like a child's doodles.

Almost the instant the clown put on the black-scribble mask, Fang Yue's pupils abruptly contracted.

Because, in that instant, he sensed an eerie aura! An intensely eerie aura!

"Everyone leave immediately…"

Fang Yue shouted instinctively.

But before the words had even fallen, the unicycle clown ahead suddenly exploded with a thunderous boom!

Its body and flesh transformed into countless black threads, shooting out in all directions, piercing through every surrounding onlooker with a series of hisses.

Screams, shrieks, pleas for help—all manner of sounds wove together in an instant.

The street that had just been bustling with activity became utterly chaotic because of this sudden incident. People pushed against people, scrambling outward on all fours.

Those who had been pierced by the black threads were already turning black all over. Within seconds, they dissolved into puddles of black water.

The black water from those corpses, as if possessing its own consciousness, seized the chance to pounce on those fleeing.

Those knocked down by the black water were immediately bound by Supernatural Strength, unable to move, forced to watch helplessly as the disgusting, foul-smelling black water slid into their bodies through mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

The sensation of that black, viscous liquid sliding down the esophagus, nasal passages, and eardrums was nearly maddening.

Black blood immediately overflowed from within. Those knocked down by the black water soon had their eyes transform into 【Eerie Eyes】, and slowly rose from the ground.

It raised both hands high, bathed in sunlight, and cried out in a hoarse voice.

"The sin of the Black Moon descends here!!"

Boom!!

The person transformed by the black blood exploded once more, becoming a skyful of black threads that madly shot out toward the surroundings!

A new cycle began again!

Fang Yue stared wide-eyed at everything before him, his heart shaken.

Jingcheng… was also hiding Eerie Ones within it!?

How had they infiltrated Jingcheng? And why were they doing this?

Seeing that the chaos ahead had already spread, Fang Yue, coming back to himself, hardened his expression. The Heavenly Sword in his hand was about to be drawn.

【Kill kill kill kill kill! What little black-thread Eerie Ones dare to act arrogant in front of our Dual Saints combo!】

The cute girl in his mind excitedly waved her little pink fists on the bed.

Hum!!

The Heavenly Sword trembled slightly, feeling excited.

Finally, something it could actually kill!

Xiao Guiyi, die!!

But just as Fang Yue was about to rush out, a white hand rested on his wrist.

"Ye Ge, don't! Acting now is too conspicuous!"

The one who stopped him was Wei Ba.

Whether due to practicing the Extreme Ice Sect Heart Method or because Wei Ba was unwell, the small hand pressed against his wrist was icy cold.

Slowly, Fang Yue removed her hand from his wrist.

"Wei Ba, although we've known each other a long time, I think I still need to introduce myself again."

"My name is Yese Liming, a Cloud-Level Martialist… I am a Qing Si Red Clothes!"

Qing Si Red Clothes must fight to protect the people!

【Kill kill kill kill kill kill! Women only slow down our draw speed!】

Hum!!

The sword's hum erupted!

(End of Chapter)