Invincibility starts when I see the BOSS health bar.

Chapter 918 I thought

"..."

The fleshy mass rose and fell like it was breathing, emitting extremely faint hissing sounds, like sobs, as if it were urgently trying to tell someone something.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, effortlessly hoisting Captain Feng and Xiang Yu onto his shoulder like sacks, while speaking in a deep voice to the meatball:
"Don't worry, I promise you. I will definitely rescue him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yu's figure disappeared into the distance once again, as if blending into the night.

However, the effects of this earth-shattering riot are only just beginning to take hold.

More people are flocking to this side from all directions.

They gathered information, observed the horrific scene, and swiftly relayed the latest intelligence back to their respective factions.

The underworld was no exception.

The Foolish Underworld, the exclusive room of Master Qian.

Master Qian frowned, his knuckles unconsciously tapping the table as he listened to his subordinates' hurried and somewhat chaotic report.

"...Initial reports indicate that the rope captain...has been killed in the line of duty! His team members have suffered heavy casualties; the exact number is still being tallied..."

Although the information was transmitted quickly, its accuracy could not be guaranteed, and a more in-depth investigation was needed to produce a detailed report.

However, even with just these fragmented pieces of information, Master Qian had already gleaned many key points.

"..."

He frowned in thought, his fingers tapping the table with a slightly rapid rhythm.

He wasn't surprised that an out-of-control demon warrior rushed out of the Ouyang residence.

This was exactly the effect he wanted: to use the two men's severed fingers as a fuse to ignite Fang Yu's anger and draw him out of the protection of the Ouyang family.

But this out-of-control demon warrior was ultimately "dealt with" in such a shocking, almost mutually destructive way, which was beyond his expectations.

Could it be... that out-of-control demon warrior is Diao Deyi himself?

In fact, Master Qian has always felt that the Lord of the Mansion, Ya Qingli, was somewhat arbitrary and almost obsessive in her judgment of Diao Deyi's demon identity.

If Diao Deyi were to die now, he could only lament that the other party had suffered an undeserved misfortune.

However... that guy was quite strong, so how could he have died so... hastily after going berserk and losing control?
They were smashed into a bloody pulp without even putting up a decent fight back?
Isn't that just too useless?

But if it wasn't Diao Deyi, then who else in the Ouyang family would go crazy and lose control because of Linghu Xiang and Song Zhenrong's severed fingers?
After a moment's thought, Master Qian coldly gave the order:
"Immediately interrogate those two men in prison! Torture them severely! Make sure to find out if they have any relatives or extremely close associates in the capital!"

"Yes!" The subordinate acknowledged the order and quickly withdrew.

After pondering for a moment, Master Qian decided to first report the situation to Lord Ya Qingli, and then personally go to the Ouyang residence to investigate the truth.

With his thoughts clear, Master Qian stood up and left the room with steady steps.

……

Ouyang Mansion, the core area.

Fang Yu's return and the "things" he casually "dropped" left Ding Hui, who was inspecting the Abomination Prison Tree, somewhat bewildered.

More importantly, Fang Yu not only returned, but also left behind two men who were barely breathing, with bloody wounds on their necks and in a deep coma.

And... a lump of dark red, rotten flesh that wriggled like a living thing and gradually coalesced into a blurry human shape.

"...Diao Xiaohui?"

Ding Hui called out softly.

The lump of rotten flesh, like a puppy hearing its owner's call, instantly stopped its erratic wriggling and then "crawled" toward Ding Hui's feet at an astonishing speed.

It rubbed against Ding Hui's trouser leg affectionately, even with a hint of ingratiation and humility.

It emitted a faint, sobbing hissing sound.

That fawning and obsequious attitude was a stark contrast to his previous image of rampaging through the streets, displaying ferocity and madness like a madman!
Fang Yu pursed his lips, not exposing her bullying and cowardly behavior, and simply explained:

“She lost control a bit and ran into the street and caused a scene. I had to break her leg to bring her back. You can give her some ‘treatment’.”

Fang Yu spoke casually, but Ding Hui, being so intelligent, instantly understood Fang Yu's subtext.

We need to heal Diao Xiaohui's injuries, but more importantly, we need to make her remember this lesson of losing control so that she will never do it again.

A knowing glint flashed in Ding Hui's eyes, and a gentle smile curved her lips.

She bent down, bent over, and stretched out her fair fingers to gently stroke the dark red, rotting flesh that was still writhing and rubbing against her, her voice as soft as a spring breeze rustling willow branches:
“Our lovely ‘baby’ is getting more and more ‘disobedient’…”

The words were clearly just gentle and soft, but to Diao Xiaohui, they sounded like a demon whispering in her ear!

The movement of that lump of rotten flesh froze instantly!
Then it began to tremble violently and uncontrollably!

It was as if even the internal "breathing" had completely stopped!
That fear, originating from the depths of the soul and etched into the marrow, was revealed in its most vivid form at this moment!

She even had an instinctive urge to turn and run, but the remaining rationality in her mind told her very clearly that she didn't even have the right to run away from Ding Hui! Any resistance would only bring more terrible consequences!

"Then I'll leave her to you."

Fang Yu pointed to the stiff, rotten flesh on the ground, then to the unconscious Captain Feng and Xiang Yu beside him.

"And these two, just keep them alive, don't let them wake up or recover their physical condition."

"Fresh...experimental subject?"

Ding Hui's gaze was instantly drawn to the two barely breathing men, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and exploration, as if she had discovered new toys.

She thought it was a "little gift" that Fang Yu had specially brought back for her.

If outsiders knew about this idea, they would probably be terrified on the spot.

Ordinary women would ask for gifts like rouge, face powder, or fine silks, but in Ding Hui's mind, "small gifts" meant... the likes of live experimental subjects.

but……

"Just don't kill yourself." Fang Yu thought for a moment and then added a bottom line.

Ding Hui was naturally happy, and her smile grew even brighter.

But then she seemed to realize something, her smile faded, and she looked at Fang Yu seriously, asking:

"What about you? Where are you going?"

"I?"

Fang Yu smiled slightly and calmly took out a piece of skin and flesh with some dried bloodstains from his pocket.

With a twitch of the skin on his palm, a small mouth full of sharp teeth suddenly grew out of nowhere!
Right in front of Ding Hui, the little mouth in that palm greedily chewed and swallowed the piece of meat!

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yu took out the precious disguise pill that Ding Hui had given him before and swallowed it without hesitation!
“I’m naturally going to do something ‘big’.”

As he spoke, Fang Yu's face, figure, hair, skin texture, and even the subtle characteristics of his voice began to undergo astonishing changes!

As smoothly and swiftly as mercury spilling onto the ground, in just a few breaths, his appearance, physique, and temperament had become exactly the same as the gloomy Captain Feng lying on the ground!
"...The Foolish Underworld?"

Ding Hui frowned slightly, a hint of understanding and worry flashing in her eyes.

"When I saw Diao Xiaohui suddenly lose control and run out to cause trouble, combined with the severed finger sent by the Underworld, I guessed most of it. Sure enough... it was for those two people?"

She had absolutely no interest in Linghu Xiang or Song Zhenrong. In her eyes, their lives or deaths were as insignificant as weeds.

She was dead, and that was that; her heart would not be disturbed at all.

But since Fang Yu had decided to go and save people, she wouldn't stop him. She would only offer her silent support.

"Be careful."

So in the end, all that came out of her mouth were these three simple, yet most sincere words.

She had absolute confidence in her disguise pill.

As long as Fang Yu doesn't expose himself or do anything beyond the scope of his identity and abilities as "Captain Feng," he shouldn't be exposed.

Fang Yu quickly took off his own clothes and put on Captain Feng's blood-stained uniform as the captain of the Foolish Underworld.

After getting dressed, he waved to Ding Hui.

It gave the trembling mass of rotting flesh on the ground another warning look.

He then turned around and strode away.

Target—The Underworld of Fools!

The moment Fang Yu stepped out of the core formation area of ​​the Ouyang Mansion, all expressions vanished from his face, as if he were wearing a cold mask.

His eyes turned gloomy and deep, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, exuding a cold aura that kept strangers at bay.

At this moment, his appearance, demeanor, and temperament were exactly the same as those of Captain Feng, who lay lifeless in Ding Hui's room!
After leaving the Ouyang residence, Fang Yu walked steadily and quickly headed towards the Yudi Mansion with a clear goal in mind.

The streets were bustling with people, as noisy as ever, but his mind was only on rescuing Linghu Xiang and Song Zhenrong.

However, as he was walking down a relatively busy street, a piercing cry and the sound of a chase suddenly broke into his ears.

"Masked man! It's the masked man! Grab him! He stole my purse!! My hard-earned money!!"

Fang Yu instinctively paused, his steps faltering slightly as he turned to look in the direction of the sound.

There was a guy dressed in coarse cloth, wearing a bull's head mask, with only three or four hundred health points displayed on his head.

He was frantically pushing through the crowd, stumbling and running towards him.

A panting merchant, his face contorted with grief and indignation, followed closely behind, pointing at the masked man and shouting accusations at the top of his lungs.

Fang Yu's brows furrowed unconsciously.

His current "masked man" identity is causing his reputation in Beijing to decline.

These days, the "masked doppelgangers" that have emerged are doing nothing but petty theft and robbery, which is simply smearing the reputation of this place.

I wonder what Lulu's senior sister is thinking.

If this continues unchecked, the "masked man" will likely become a public enemy, hated by everyone.

At that time, if Juemen wanted to carry out the mission of hunting demons under the name of "masked men," it would probably be difficult to make any progress and would attract unnecessary trouble and resistance.

If he had nothing else to do, Fang Yu might consider getting involved.

They took care of these imposters to salvage what little deterrent power the "Masked Man" name had left.

But now, he has more important things to do and no time to deal with these clowns.

With a gloomy face, he withdrew his gaze and prepared to quicken his pace to leave this place of trouble.

But I didn't think about it...

"My lord! It's an official from the Foolish Underworld! Is it Captain?!"

The merchant who had lost his money bag spotted Fang Yu's conspicuous uniform as the captain of the Foolish Underworld.

As if grasping at a straw, he immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

"My lord! I beg you! Stop this thief for me!! He's that masked man who's been committing evil everywhere!!"

This shout was like a wake-up call, instantly enlightening Fang Yu!

He is no longer the "masked man" who does whatever he wants, but "Captain Feng" of the Foolish Underworld!
As the captain of the Foolish Underworld, maintaining order in the capital and apprehending bandits is his duty.

What's more, a robbery happening right before your eyes.

If Captain Feng, under the watchful eyes of everyone, were to ignore the situation, it would not only be against the rules but would also arouse suspicion!
Moreover... this is a perfectly legitimate reason to enter the Foolish Underworld.

In the blink of an eye, a cold glint flashed in Fang Yu's eyes.

Whoosh!
His figure flashed like a ghost and disappeared from the spot.

In the next instant, he appeared precisely in front of the masked man who was fleeing with his head down, as if by teleportation!
The masked man felt a blur before his eyes, and a cold, heavy pressure descended upon him instantly.

He looked up in horror, and what came into view was a gloomy and indifferent face, and the uniform of the captain of the Foolish Underworld was even more conspicuous!
He didn't even have time to react.

Snapped!
Fang Yu casually and lightly chopped the other man's neck with a precise chop.

The masked man didn't even utter a sound, just rolled his eyes.

His body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

"Excellent! Your skill is superb, sir!!"

The vendor was so excited he almost jumped up, repeatedly expressing his gratitude: "Thank you so much for your help, sir! You are truly a benevolent and just official..."

However, Fang Yu had no interest in listening to his nonsense.

He simply nodded slightly to the excited vendor in response.

He then bent down, hoisted the unconscious masked man onto his shoulder as if he were carrying a chick, and strode towards the direction of the Foolish Underworld without looking back.

The vendor wanted to chase after him and say a few more words, but when he saw his lost money bag right next to the masked man, he hesitated for a moment and then quickly picked it up.

He thanked Fang Yu profusely as he walked away, but did not go forward to pester him further.

As Fang Yu carried the "prisoner" toward the Foolish Underworld.

Inside a secret room in a secluded, forbidden area of ​​the capital city.

Qian Wu, the chief disciple under Elder Juemen Huxin, has successfully passed the reception and safely entered the capital.

At this moment, he was having a less than harmonious meeting with Senior Sister Lulu, the highest-ranking person in charge of the affairs of the Absolute Clan in the capital.

The secret room was dimly lit, with only a few luminous pearls emitting a faint, cold light.

Qian Wu was tall and wore a large black robe, with a hood covering most of his face.

Only his sharply defined chin and a pair of cold, vertical pupils that gleamed with an inhuman luster in the shadows were visible.

He exuded a chilling aura that kept strangers at bay, and even when he was dressed in human skin, he still gave off a somewhat demonic feeling.

"I thought,"

Qian Wu's voice was low and hoarse, like the friction of sand and gravel, carrying obvious displeasure and estrangement.

"Elder Yan Jin will be the one to come to the capital to meet me and make arrangements."

(End of this chapter)