Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night

The Hundred Ghosts Hall and the Dragon Emperor Hall were working together. On the surface, they were attacking the Yuqing Pavilion, but it was actually a ploy to lure the tiger from the mountain.

It was because of a careless remark from Zhou Qingmei that Fang Shuwen realized an information gap existed between them, the Hundred Ghosts Hall, and the Dragon Emperor Hall.

The Hundred Ghosts Hall and the Dragon Emperor Hall didn’t know that Yu Yaoguang had recovered.

If their previous provocations were meant to test whether Yu Yaoguang had recovered, then they would only dare attack the Yuqing Pavilion on the premise that her injuries had not yet healed.

So on what grounds would they just ignore Fang Shuwen?

This wasn’t a boast on Fang Shuwen’s part. Given his record of killing Cao Jiuyin in two palm strikes, the Hundred Ghosts Hall would never overlook him, let alone get arrogant.

So Fang Shuwen soon arrived at an answer. Perhaps they weren’t ignoring him; their true objective simply wasn’t to attack the Yuqing Pavilion.

It was a diversion!

Their true goal was simply to attract Fang Shuwen’s attention, allowing them to secretly pursue other matters—like stealing the Asura Iron.

Fang Shuwen asked Yu Yaoguang where the Asura Iron was hidden. Then, before the fighting began, he had the Yuqing Pavilion disciples around the Cold Ice Pavilion withdraw. He was simply lying in wait.

Knowing the enemy was coming, to have the Yuqing Pavilion disciples stand guard would only have led to pointless deaths and injuries.

And the two men before him did not disappoint. As expected, they had appeared right here.

Normally, Fang Shuwen’s temperament wouldn’t call for pleasantries before a fight. It made more sense to just attack directly.

But he needed to clarify the situation with these two.

The Bone King could be killed outright, but the Vermilion Bird Hall Master had to be kept alive. He was counting on him to provide information about the Undying Island.

That was why he had asked such a question.

The two men exchanged a glance, then suddenly pointed at each other and said in unison:

"He is!"

Fang Shuwen nearly burst out laughing. He nodded.

"Since you both are..."

As the words left his lips, his figure shot into the air, and a Vajra Tower Throwing technique descended from above.

"Then I’ll just kill you both!!"

The Palm Power pressed down abruptly, like a collapsing mountain.

The two men dodged simultaneously. A thunderous BOOM echoed as one of them pushed off the ground, his body shooting away in an attempt to flee the Yuqing Pavilion. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Fang Shuwen raised a hand, crooking his fingers.

"Come back."

The man was surprisingly obedient. His body froze in mid-air and began to drift slowly back toward Fang Shuwen.

The man’s face fell. The other, having dodged the Vajra Tower Throwing, changed his stance. As he brought his palms apart, flames suddenly erupted from their centers.

A scorching heat spread from his palms.

He drew a circle with his arms, and the flames followed suit, forming a ring.

The cry of a bird suddenly rang out from behind him. In a daze, it seemed a Vermilion Bird was dancing amidst the scorching flames.

The man’s body rose with it, Pure Yang Fire Force transforming into a raging inferno that swirled around him. His Palm Technique led the way, the conflagration trailing behind him like a pair of wings. In an instant, he was behind Fang Shuwen!

He had taken advantage of the moment Fang Shuwen was busy "detaining his guest," skipping any probing attacks to unleash his ultimate technique, going straight for Fang Shuwen’s life.

Sensing that this power was not to be underestimated, Fang Shuwen’s mind raced, and he struck out fiercely with a Demon-Suppressing Seal from his right hand.

The two immense forces collided with a thunderous roar, sending powerful shockwaves blasting out in all directions.

The first things to shatter were the stone pillars and platforms surrounding the Cold Ice Pond.

The force then swirled into a vortex, spreading in all directions. It stirred ripples across the surface of the Cold Ice Pond, causing the Cold Ice Grass that bore three Yuqing Fruits to sway back and forth. Fortunately, the plant was undamaged. On the contrary, the slightly unripe fruits seemed to have been stimulated by the Fire Force, gaining a touch more of a reddish blush.

Fang Shuwen and the man’s palms faced each other, separated by a gap of half a foot.

The two currents of Inner Strength and Palm Power churned violently in the air, neither yielding to the other.

With the North Nether Divine Technique active in his left hand and the Demon-Suppressing Seal in his right, the corner of Fang Shuwen’s mouth curled into a slight smile.

"It seems I no longer need to ask your identities."

The Vermilion Bird Hall Master’s expression darkened. His attack was a signature move from the Vermilion Bird Burning Sea Scripture, the ultimate technique that secured the foundation of the Vermilion Bird Hall. Although he hadn’t used his full power, the number of people in the Jianghu who could have met it head-on could be counted on one hand.

Yet Fang Shuwen had not only blocked it, but he could even speak.

It was clear now that the Bone King had not been exaggerating.

This man’s Martial Arts were truly unfathomable.

But things had come to this. He absolutely would not turn and run like the Bone King. Instead, he roared furiously:

"Bone King, what are you still hesitating for at a time like this?

"Even if you want to run, do you really think he’ll let you leave?

"Don’t you want the Asura Three Dao from the Asura Palace anymore?

"If we join forces, even if he’s as unfathomably powerful as he seems, he’ll have no chance of survival!!"

Because Fang Shuwen had killed Cao Jiuyin with just two palm strikes at the Qiuyue Nunnery, the Bone King harbored a natural fear of him.

That was why after dodging the Vajra Tower Throwing, his first instinct had been to run as far away as he could.

But now, seeing Fang Shuwen tied down by the Vermilion Bird Hall Master, he no longer seemed so invincible.

And since he was being pulled in by Fang Shuwen’s Divine Technique, leaving truly wouldn’t be easy...

"You damn bastard!

"This is too much! I’ll fight you to the death!!"

The Bone King reversed his Inner Strength. No longer resisting Fang Shuwen, he instead rode the pull of the North Nether Divine Technique and shot forward!

He clenched his right fist. Bones jutted out, and his fist seemed to swell by a full size.

"Die!!!"

"Good!"

Fang Shuwen burst out laughing. The Vermilion Bird Hall Master, who had been secretly delighted that the Bone King had changed his mind, suddenly found his expression changing drastically.