Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night

The ruthlessness hidden in Fang Shuwen’s character was forged through brawls and struggles on the streets.

It was the do-or-die resolve born from having to gamble his life for half a steamed bun or a moldy piece of bread!

When there was no danger, he could befriend anyone, calling them brother with a warm and gentle attitude.

This was a necessary survival skill!

Making more friends and fewer enemies was the only way to live a more stable life.

It was thanks to this that, despite his damaged martial foundation, Zheng Sihai was still very fond of him.

His senior brother, Mo Beidou, had even called in a favor from Wang Tao for him, all in the hopes that this kind, polite junior brother with a pitiful past could live without worrying about food and clothing, no longer having to endure the bitter days of before.

But the moment something threatened him...

...the ruthlessness in his very bones, along with a vitality and resilience as tenacious as a weed, would erupt.

He had made an enemy of the Black Death Sect because he had protected Zhou Qingmei.

But regardless of the cause, the outcome was set in stone. One of them was destined to be utterly destroyed.

Fang Shuwen didn’t want to die. He cherished his own life above all else. Therefore, it was the Black Death Sect that had to die!

What’s more... Li Nanchen’s targets included his own younger sister.

He hadn’t sought to reunite with this family member, a blood tie lost for nineteen long years, and he hadn’t even decided if he ever would.

But that didn’t mean he didn’t care.

He had only spent three short days with Fang Lingxin, but in that time, though he appeared indifferent, he had etched the image of this little girl with her big eyes and round face into his very heart.

Since Li Nanchen wanted to use her life to complete his Black Death Demon Technique, he had to die!

It didn’t matter if he was the Young Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect or the senior disciple of Zhuji Pavilion—nothing could save his life!

Such decisiveness and ruthlessness once again left everyone in the main hall of Zhuji Pavilion utterly dumbfounded.

All that remained was Feng Mantian’s furious roar:

"Evil Thieves, your life is mine!!!"

Feng Mantian had already lunged forward as Fang Shuwen killed Qing Yangzi and the Ghost Scholar, and then moved on to Li Nanchen.

However, Fang Shuwen moved too quickly... Li Nanchen, the senior disciple of Zhuji Pavilion and Young Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect, had been turned into a ghost without blocking a single strike, just like Qing Yangzi and the Ghost Scholar before him.

By the time Feng Mantian arrived, Fang Shuwen had already done the deed.

Now, in his towering rage, he unleashed the Black Death Demon Technique once more. Terrifying waves of power—Black Death True Qi so dense it was almost tangible—erupted without reservation, driven by the sole desire to avenge his son. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Fang Shuwen’s gaze shifted slightly. His hand was still gripping Li Nanchen’s head.

So, with a casual flick of his wrist...

...he sent Li Nanchen’s corpse hurtling toward Feng Mantian.

Feng Mantian’s eyes bulged with rage!!

The sight of his son’s corpse hurtling toward him shocked him back to his senses.

But it was too late; retracting his Black Death True Qi to catch Li Nanchen’s body was now an impossible wish.

He could only slam his attack viciously into the corpse.

With a sound like tearing silk...

...Li Nanchen, whose head had already been crushed by Fang Shuwen, was now blown to pieces by the hands of his own father.

"My son!!!!!"

A grief-stricken roar erupted from Feng Mantian’s throat.

In that moment, he was no longer the ambitious Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect, staging his grand comeback.

He was just a pitiful father who had lost his son and failed to even keep his body intact.

He forgot all about going after Fang Shuwen. Kneeling on the ground, his face etched with sorrow, he tried in vain to gather the scattered remains of Li Nanchen’s body.

The righteous disciples of Zhuji Pavilion couldn’t help but feel conflicted...

’There’s nothing wrong with what Fang Shuwen did, but... why does Feng Mantian actually seem a little pitiful?’

Many of them immediately shook their heads violently.

’Have I lost my mind? How could I possibly feel sorry for the Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect?’

’What about the poor girls who were brutally murdered by the Black Death Sect?’

’What about our fellow Jianghu brethren who died at their hands?’

’What about us, who were just poisoned by Li Nanchen and nearly died at the hands of the Black Death Sect?’

’Besides, didn’t that old bastard just call him ’Evil Thieves’?’

’The Sect Leader of the Black Death Sect... calling someone else ’Evil Thieves’?’

’That’s the pot calling the kettle black!’

As the crowd sorted out their feelings and their indignation began to boil once more, they watched as Fang Shuwen, having just thrown Li Nanchen’s corpse and caused Feng Mantian to shatter his own son’s body, moved again. Seizing the moment of his enemy’s grief and despair, he unleashed a palm strike!

Vajra Tower Throwing!

The entire sequence was executed without the slightest hesitation, as smooth and fluid as running water.

The palm strike stirred up wind and thunder. The Palm Power was as mighty as a pagoda being hefted, and with a single sweep of his arm, it descended with ferocious might.

Feng Mantian heard the attack but never imagined Fang Shuwen would come for him at that moment.

Not until a dark figure flashed past and dragged him away did he register the massive BOOM.

On the pristine floor of Zhuji Pavilion’s main hall, right where he had been kneeling, a massive palm print over ten feet wide was now indented.

A chill shot through his heart!

An angry shout exploded next to his ear:

"Sect Leader Feng, snap out of it! Do you want to die here?"

With the SWOOSH of rushing wind, Guan Tianyue and Monk Jile appeared beside them.

Fang Shuwen had started killing the moment he arrived. Qing Yangzi and the Ghost Scholar died in a bewildering flash, with Li Nanchen following close behind.

The entire sequence was lightning-fast. It wasn’t until Feng Mantian himself nearly died at Fang Shuwen’s hands that they finally snapped out of their stupor as if waking from a dream.

They were struck by the sudden realization that Fang Shuwen’s arrival was shifting the tide of a battle that had, until moments ago, been completely in their favor.

This young man was decisive, and his methods were ruthless.

’If we don’t do something, are we just going to wait for him to kill us all, one by one?’

Meanwhile, Fang Shuwen paid no mind to his missed strike.

He spun on the spot, dropping into a low, wide stance. His right hand clenched and drew back to his waist before shooting out like a dragon, its force piercing the air like a spear!

He didn’t care what anyone else thought. From the moment he decided to strike, there was no stopping.

What did Feng Mantian’s grief have to do with him?

His sorrow and his pitiful state couldn’t sway Fang Shuwen in the slightest.

In this world, pitiful people were a dime a dozen. It wasn’t Feng Mantian’s turn to play the victim.

The mountain of bones beneath Cyan Yang Manor, the corpses piled high at the Yunfei Escort Agency, the disciples killed during the Black Death Sect’s attack on Jiuning Mountain...

Weren’t they all someone’s loved ones?

Just because their families’ sorrow wasn’t on display in front of Fang Shuwen didn’t mean it didn’t exist.

As the architect of all that suffering, Feng Mantian deserved no pity in Fang Shuwen’s eyes. His hypocritical grief was simply sickening.

The fist flew out, accompanied by a heaven-shaking dragon’s roar!

The majestic aura was far beyond what the Four Seas Dragon Fist should be capable of; this was the power generated by Fang Shuwen’s Muscle Strengthening Scripture, which he had mastered to the level of Great Perfection!

With a furious roar, Monk Jile’s entire body began to glow with a golden light.

He pressed his palms together, taking a single step to shield the others as he roared:

"Paradise Dharma Body!!"