Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 175 Why Ask Why I'm Just Killing You (4 words)

The founder of the mountain temple stared wide-eyed, his expression revealing disbelief.

However, his skull was blown off, his life force was instantly extinguished, and the changes in his eyes vanished in an instant, leaving only ashes.

Fang Shu looked at the owner of the Duguan Pavilion beside him, and his eyes also showed surprise.

The owner of the guesthouse seemed to have guessed what Fang Shu was thinking. Her face twitched slightly, but she quickly resumed her nonchalant tone:
"I only said that I couldn't beat this guy in a one-on-one fight, but I didn't say that I couldn't kill him."

Whoosh!

The jujube pit that had just been spat out by the Dugu Master and flipped over the Kaishan Master's head suddenly flapped its wings and flew back from the other's head; it was also a Gu worm.

The owner of the pavilion opened his mouth without any disgust and took the jujube pit worm into his mouth.

Fang Shu's eyes lit up as he cupped his hands in praise, "Master's methods are truly remarkable."

Then, he looked at the founder of the mountain temple and wondered if he should go up and help him collect the body.

But at that moment, the head of the club rushed forward and occupied the body of the head of the club.

However, the old woman was not trying to snatch the corpse. Instead, she made a hand seal, and her true energy instantly transformed into illusory snakes and insects, tearing at the corpse.

The next moment, a roar once again emanated from the body of the founder of the mountain.

Just then, the blue-faced ghost that Fang Shu had burned with the Yin-Yang Gu worms emerged from the body of the Mountain Opening Hall Master. Its face was ferocious, its ghostly body intact, and it seemed even more ferocious than before, with a human-like hatred.

"Old Ghost Deng, you're all so old. Everyone knows you're skilled in ghost-fighting techniques and have long since refined your own soul into a ghost."

Could it be that they intend to harm my disciple?

The owner of the inn sneered, "Where do you think you're putting me! Get back here!"

Hiss! Roar!

The sounds of snakes and insects tearing and the roar of the giant ghost erupted again, centered on the corpse of the founder of the mountain temple, sounding extremely mournful.

However, this scene did not cause any further ripples in the eyes of the surrounding Qi Refining cultivators. Old Ghost Deng's life force had already been extinguished; no matter how ferocious his ghostly soul was, it was nothing more than a dying struggle.

Especially since it fell into the hands of the Dugu Pavilion Master, it couldn't even launch a counterattack. At most, it could only buy some more time so that the Dugu Pavilion Master couldn't get away.

Indifferent, mocking, or surprised gazes appeared on the faces of the surrounding immortals.

Seeing that he didn't need to go forward, Fang Shu stopped in time and turned his gaze to the dilapidated Kaishan Hall, wondering whether he should plunder the place.

But at this time, the commotion in this place subsided, while the commotion in two other places in Guling Town grew louder and louder.

Fang Shu looked up and recognized the two places from which the noise came, vaguely resembling the Black Tiger Pavilion and the Burnt Tail Pavilion.

Not only did he look towards those two places, but the other Qi Refining Immortals around them also shifted their gazes, and voices rang out:

"Good heavens! Quite a few people are getting things done today."

The owner of the private club also looked up, his brows slightly furrowed.

She immediately said to Fang Shu, "Shu'er, don't worry, I'm here to keep watch. No one can compete with me for food."

Go back to the building first, and be careful to prevent it from being broken into. But remember, your own safety is paramount. If you encounter a formidable thief, leave first and don't worry about small bottles and jars.

The Dugu Pavilion where the two were located was too close to the Shaowei Pavilion, so there was indeed a possibility that they would be caught in the crossfire.

As a result, before Fang Shu could even respond after the owner of the pavilion finished speaking, a Qi Refining Immortal spoke up in the audience:

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, we will also go and see who it is and how they dare to cause trouble in the town."

"We will also help take care of your family business, as well as Fellow Daoist Fang's."

Upon hearing this, the owner of the private club pondered for a moment or two, and then nodded to the other owners who had spoken up: "Thank you, I am grateful for your kindness."

"Yes, Master." Fang Shu nodded without hesitation upon seeing this.

With several powerful immortals accompanying him while he was in town, and having no prior grudges with other martial arts schools, he was not worried that they would attack him.

Moreover, even if they really wanted to make a move, Fang Shu believed he had a way to deal with it, and even if he couldn't deal with it in time, he would have more than enough time to escape.

Whizzing!

Immediately, Fang Shu's figure flickered as he used his wall-penetrating technique to head straight for the location of the Dugu Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, he had already leaped a hundred feet away.

Such a beautiful and swift leaping technique caught the eye of the other dojo masters, making them feel even more impressed.

Several of the dojo owners even revealed expressions of regret and envy in their eyes. Why weren't such excellent disciples produced by their dojos?

Not long after.

Fang Shu arrived at the location of the Dugu Pavilion, and the other pavilion owners, who had come either to join in the fun or to curry favor, also arrived at the same time.

After glancing at the situation inside the Dugu Pavilion, he felt slightly relieved.

The gates of the Dugu Pavilion were tightly shut, and the disciples left behind were on high alert. Although they looked somewhat surprised, there was no sign of the thieves attacking.

Fang Shu did not go into the hall for a detailed discussion. Instead, he stood on the eaves and sent a message to several disciples in the inner courtyard, instructing them to select some people to go to the Kaishan Hall to clean up the mess. Then he turned his attention to the direction of the Shaowei Hall.

Fang Shu nodded to the other owners who had followed him, and they all stood up at the same time and rushed towards Shaowei Hall.

Soon, the walls collapsed and the houses were destroyed, and the Burning Tail Pavilion, as if it had been ravaged and trampled by a giant elephant, appeared in their eyes.

The place where the commotion is the greatest and has not yet subsided is the council hall of the Burning Tail Pavilion.

Amidst the ruins, there was a creature covered in white fur with two heads. One head was that of a wolf, while the other had a pointed snout, resembling both a wolf and a human.

It lay in the ruins, covered in blood, the wolf's head on its neck still tearing at something.

Some of the disciples of the Burning Tail Hall watched this scene with fear. They wanted to leave, but their legs trembled and their bodies stiffened, making it impossible for them to move.

Fang Shu and the others arrived, and one of them immediately exclaimed, "Is this an attack by a demon?"

Another person replied, "It doesn't seem like it. It's more like he's gone mad, demonic energy has entered his mind, and he's become demonic!"

"Wait a minute, this thing that's neither human nor ghost looks exactly like the adopted son of the Burning Tail Inn owner, who's been locked up all this time?"

Among the crowd, Fang Shu also sized up the wolf-like creature, and he had already recognized it as none other than Ling Bailang.

The guy lying in the ruins, half-crippled but not yet dead, was none other than the owner of the Burning Tail Inn.

"Hehe... Fellow Daoists, save me!"

The owner of the Burnt Tail Inn sat slumped helplessly, his spine seemingly broken, only his upper body able to move with difficulty. His eyes, which had been lifeless, suddenly lit up with a bright light when he saw Fang Shu and the others arriving.

Roar... The white wolf with two heads on its neck also suddenly raised its head, its two blood-stained faces looking at the people who came, growling warily.

Upon seeing that the newcomers were all Qi Refining Immortals, the madness in the white wolf's eyes subsided considerably.

His head, which still retained a semblance of human form, shook, and he spoke with difficulty, uttering human words: "Seniors, I am a disciple of the Five Viscera Temple. I came down the mountain to visit my relatives, but I never expected that my master would set his sights on my body and want to use the drug to kill me."

"I was truly forced to do this, and I hope you all will understand..."

A vague but well-organized excuse for taking action reached Fang Shu and the others' ears.

Many of the temple owners who were originally preparing to subdue the demon immediately stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment.

In particular, when the white wolf waved its hand, the waist token of an outer disciple of the Five Internal Organs Temple flew out and landed with a clatter, attracting everyone's attention.

Upon hearing this, the owner of the Burnt Tail Restaurant, who was slumped on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood and cried out:
"You bastards! How many years have I raised you brothers, how much have I invested in you, and is this how you repay me today?"

This fellow shouted at Fang Shu and the others: "Fellow Daoists, do not listen to this man's lies. He clearly came down the mountain to ask me for money and food. When I refused, he committed patricide and murder."

"Please help me, everyone!!"

These words caused the arriving museum owners to hesitate for a moment. But they didn't hesitate for long; after only a breath or two, they all chose to remain bystanders.

Since the person who made the move was not a demon, but an immortal, and a disciple of an immortal sect, and was indeed the adopted son of the owner of the Burning Tail Pavilion.

Why should they meddle so much in other people's family affairs? They should just stay out of it and enjoy watching the show.

"Godfather, your energy and blood are indeed vigorous! You can still speak with such a strong voice."

The white wolf turned its head with a sinister grin and looked back at the owner of the Burnt Tail Inn.

A liquid, possibly saliva or blood, flowed from beneath his sharp teeth, as if he were about to tear the other's neck apart at any moment.

The owner of the restaurant, who was burning tail, looked terrified upon seeing this scene.

He stopped pleading for help from the arriving crowd and instead screamed:

"Good son, don't forget that the spiritual roots in your body were planted by me."

"Quickly calm yourself down; your godfather will surely give you all his wealth."

These words stirred a few glints in the white wolf's eyes. It paused slightly and retracted its teeth, but the wolf head on its neck continued to bite relentlessly.

The next moment, one of the wolf heads suddenly bit into the lower body of the Burning Tail Pavilion Master.

A bloodcurdling scream rang out:

"Little beast!"

“Godfather, you said it yourself…” Ling Bailang’s voice was strange, and he grinned maliciously.
"All of this is mine now!"

As if no one else was around, he once again activated the wolf head on his neck, injuring the Burning Tail Pavilion Master.

This horrific scene caught the attention of Fang Shu and the others, making their eyelids twitch.

"Good heavens, he must have fallen into demonic possession!"

The owner of the brothel muttered to himself, "Why would the adopted son of the Burning Tail Brothel owner be willing to become a demon rather than kill his father?"

The owner's wailing echoed continuously above the restaurant.

"Stop it, it's your godfather who has wronged you."

"Don't eat me, godfather was wrong. Godfather shouldn't have used you to grow the medicinal herbs back then. But godfather hasn't mistreated you either. If the medicinal herbs hadn't been successfully grown back then, how could you have gone up the mountain, how could you have joined the immortal sect..."

"White Wolf! You have fallen into evil. Spare your godfather, and I will teach you how to dispel your demonic nature."

In an instant, the owner of the Burnt Tail Hall was in tears, completely losing his usual arrogant demeanor in front of his disciples.

Click, click, click!
But under everyone's watchful eyes, the wolf head on the white wolf's body continued to tear and bite without stopping for a moment.

The creature's body became increasingly hunched, its hands touched the ground, and the human-like features on its head faded, making it resemble a giant wolf even more.

In an instant, onlookers could no longer tell which of the two heads was his true form.

“Demon nature…you call this demon nature, but if it weren’t for this demon nature, how could I have torn my godfather apart?” Ling Bailang roared, his voice becoming increasingly like a wolf’s howl.

"Don't rush, godfather. I'll let you experience the benefits of being one with a demon! And return my brother's life!"

Finally, with a click.

Its sharp beak bit into the spine of the owner of the Burnt Tail Restaurant, tearing it off and ending his life.

What's even more horrifying is that the next moment it grabbed the head of the burning tail restaurant owner and shoved it into its own neck.

Flesh buds immediately grew from its neck, like tentacles, attempting to reattach themselves to the severed head of the Burning Tail Pavilion Master.

This caused the white wolf's two heads to instantly become three, with its neck completely covered in heads.

It is clear.

Although this guy has become corrupted and is indistinguishable from a demon, feeding humans to demons, he still retains a shred of rationality in his behavior.

It didn't seem like a simple act of venting anger, but rather more like someone was performing some kind of evil magic, trying to use the Burning Tail Pavilion Master as material for cultivating magic and refining weapons.

But at that moment, a gray shadow flew out.

Sizzle! The fleshy bud on the head of the Burning Tail Pavilion Master was severed, and his brain was shattered, allowing the Gray Shadow to pierce through it.

With a clattering sound.

The head of the owner of the Burning Tail Inn rolled to the ground, his eyes completely dimmed, and he died.

The last lingering look in his eyes, besides resentment and hatred, also carried a strong sense of relief.

Swish!
Many gazes turned to the person who had made the move. The White Wolf himself whirled around, roaring, and glared angrily at the attacker.

And the one who made the move was none other than Fang Shu!
With a slight twitch of his fingers, the gray shadow that had just flown out immediately flew back to his side, revealing the shape of a half-foot bone nail.

The white wolf stared resentfully, growling unwillingly:
"Hey, you surnamed Fang... what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Shu knew that the other person was asking him why he was meddling in other people's business. And he happened to have many reasons to explain to the other person.

For example, he had a blood feud with this guy for killing his brother, and seeing that this guy was arrogant and vengeful by nature, he dared not entrust his future safety to the other guy's whim, so it was better to take action as soon as possible.

For example, since we are all competing for inner discipleship, how can we sit idly by and watch this fellow's magical power increase so much?

For example, he himself had his eye on the wealth of the Shaowei Restaurant. If he didn't take what was offered by Heaven, he would suffer the consequences.

However, after a few moments of contemplation, Fang Shu flicked his sleeves and simply chuckled:

"Killing you is all I need, no reason required."

　Sorry. Today's update is only 4,000 words. My whole family has been sick with colds and fevers lately, and when I took the kids to the hospital tonight, they were detained and hospitalized. But I won't stop updating, don't worry.

　　
　
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