Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 120 Slaughtering dogs is like slaughtering chickens

Qin Min lay on the ground, clearly on the verge of death.

His blood and qi were scattered, and his internal organs had been shattered by the combined attack of several people in the previous battle.

It's fair to say that even if the Pavilion Master himself came to save her, her survival was uncertain. Even if she did survive, her path to immortality would be completely ruined.

At that moment, she was filled with disbelief, and stammered, "No, impossible..."

Hua Xiaqing and the others who knocked her down had their eyes flashing, but they were not in a hurry to take Qin Min's life.

The three looked at each other, waiting for someone to step forward and make a move.

However, judging from the appearance of the three of them, they did not seem worried about getting into trouble for taking Qin Min's life.

Suddenly, Hua Xiaqing spoke up: "Why aren't you two making your move yet? How can you expect me, a mere woman, to be so ruthless?"

The other two, upon hearing this, both wore cold smiles.

"Since it was Flower Girl who started it, why don't you finish it, Flower Girl?"

To everyone's surprise, Hua Xiaqing's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and she actually smiled and agreed:

"Alright, I'll see Sister Qin off on her final journey."

After saying that, the woman walked towards Qin Min.

But the next moment.

Her movements suddenly shifted, and she abruptly picked up the bundle that Qin Min had dropped on the ground. Then, enveloped in a fragrant breeze, she darted away into the depths of the mine.

The moment she moved, the other two attacked her simultaneously.

It turns out that the reason these three didn't immediately kill Qin Min was because they were worried that if Qin Min died, they would become the next target.

"You wretch, don't you dare leave!"

The two attackers hadn't expected Hua Xiaqing to be so vigilant, and their combined attack failed to land.

However, these two were no ordinary people either. Although Hua Xiaqing avoided being attacked, she failed to escape successfully.

Just as the three were fighting amongst themselves, Qin Min, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved again.

A burst of inspiration emanated from her.

The commotion surprised Hua Xiaqing and the other two, who realized that this woman actually had a trump card up her sleeve.

However, the spiritual light did not take the opportunity to attack them. Instead, it enveloped Qin Min and carried her out of the mine, leaving behind a cloud of spiritual mist.

The three wanted to give chase, but when they thought about Qin Min's injuries—her spine had been broken—they realized that unless a Foundation Establishment Immortal intervened to fix it, even if she survived, she would be paralyzed for the rest of her life.

Furthermore, the three were wary of each other, fearing that someone else would take advantage of them, so they did not continue to pursue and kill.

………………

Whizzing!

Fang Shu successfully emerged from the mine and appeared on the surface.

He breathed in the fresh air outside the mine and felt a surge of energy.

After determining the direction, he quickly headed straight for the two envoys from the immortal sects.

But just as he was about to approach the envoy from the Immortal Sect, he discovered that a hundred paces away from the envoy, there was a lingering smell of blood, and several examinees' bodies lay on the ground, their fate unknown.

When Fang Shu looked up again, he was shocked to see several examinees blocking the only way. Beside them were many incorruptible bones, as if they were doing the deed of highway robbery.

After much deliberation.

Fang Shu immediately unleashed his surging blood and qi, and also held the long tongue sword in his hand, making the power of the Three Tribulations Magic Weapon unmistakable.

He had already glanced at them and realized that even among these candidates who were robbing others, the quantity and quality of the Undying Bones they possessed did not seem to be much higher than those in his possession.

Given his achievements, he should easily be in the top ten this time.

Therefore, Fang Shu did not intend to cause any unforeseen complications on this final leg of the journey. He decided to return to the vicinity of the Immortal Sect envoy immediately, submit the Undying Bone document, and secure his place on the mountain.

And so, Fang Shu, exuding an imposing aura, walked forward step by step. Those examinees who had tried to rob him, seeing his undiminished vitality and vigorous appearance, indeed paled and showed no intention of daring to challenge him.

Just as Fang Shu was about to pass by, an unexpected incident occurred.

A voice appeared beside him, sounding familiar: "Fellow Daoist, please wait."

Looking up, Fang Shu saw the face of the white dog from the Burnt Tail Pavilion.

The young man stared intently at Fang Shu, his eyes revealing a covetous look. Strangely, however, he wasn't staring at the Undying Bone in Fang Shu's hand, but rather at Fang Shu himself.

"Brother Fang, you have also practiced the lead-based martial arts of our school. You and I are practically fellow disciples. Why don't you stay here with me and ensure a safe ascent up the mountain?"

The white dog laughed as it spoke, its teeth turning white.

Fang Shu stopped, feigning curiosity: "How can you ensure that?"

The other party pretended to be familiar with the situation and continued to approach:
"Instead of painstakingly collecting those bone fragments, it's better to directly eliminate the weak. Besides, these people are all quite wealthy..."

However, when this young man stepped into the three-zhang range, the response he received was Fang Shu raising his sword.

Fang Shu did not hold back his strength with this sword strike; he poured all his magical power into it and thrust it towards the opponent's head.

Zheng!
The tongue sword suddenly pierced the opponent's face, breaking through the protective aura around him, tearing through his tough skin, and burrowing into his flesh.

Unfortunately, the white dog raised its arms in time to block, so the tongue sword failed to pierce the opponent's eyeballs and instead got stuck between the boy's arms.

"How dare you! You dare hurt me!" The white dog's face showed surprise and anger.

He was somewhat surprised that, despite having his eye on this young man, he had almost fallen into his trap.

Immediately.

The white dog mustered all its strength and blood, determined to have a good time with Fang Shu.

He wanted to kill this guy, not only to take the incorruptible bone from his hand, but also to drag him into the mine and use the lead, mercury, and precious blood on his body!
Although Xiao Lili has escaped, there is now a great opportunity like the Spring Examination, which allows him to take direct action and use a Three Tribulation Immortal to cultivate medicinal ginseng.

Even if the ginseng grown in this way is produced in a short period of time, its superior quality will surely increase his chances of refining Qi!

Roar! A wolf howl erupted from the mouth of the white dog.

A dark aura swirled around his body, and his beard and hair stood up like steel needles. His arms, like small mountains, crashed violently towards Fang Shu.

Such a spectacle immediately attracted the attention of many people, and all who looked upon it were solemn.

But what followed, making the eyes of those nearby even more unsettled, was a hissing sound!
Fang Shu didn't say a word. He used the long tongue sword in his hand. As he poured his blood and qi into it, the long tongue sword suddenly burst into flames, emitting a powerful aura, and slashed towards Ling Baiquan.

The white dog, seeing this, sneered.

Before the exam, he had inquired about some information about this year's candidates, and he already knew about the fact that the magical artifact in Fang Shu's hand could catch fire.

Therefore, he did not intend to have a quick battle with Fang Shu this time, but planned to rely on his own iron bones to wear down Fang Shu's magic power and blood, and beat Fang Shu to death.

"Maintaining such a spell must consume a great deal of energy and blood!" the demon thought to himself.

And this thought became the last complete thought in the white dog's mind.

There was a soft "plop" sound.

Fang Shu, wielding a tongue sword, suddenly pounced on him. The tongue sword was cunning and unpredictable, and it even stabbed towards a certain spot on his neck.

This caused the white dog's pupils to shrink in disbelief.

The next moment, the boy felt his blood and energy drain away, and a series of cutting and hissing sounds rapidly echoed across his body.

He frantically mustered his strength to fight back, but in a flash, his head spun and he heard a loud bang in his ears.

Suddenly, the white dog felt as if its head was being hugged by something.

Upon closer inspection, he saw a headless chest appear before him, blood gushing from its severed neck. And this chest looked very familiar to him.

"This looks so much like...mine..." Before the white dog could finish his inner monologue, his consciousness went completely black.

(End of this chapter)