Fangxian Heretical Path

Chapter 176 The Gu Killing Yields Great Success (4 words)

Fang Shu's voice echoed clearly in the room.

Before the white wolf could react, the expressions of the other owners who had come with him changed slightly.

A voice immediately appeared in Fang Shu's ears:

“Young friend Fang, this scoundrel has committed heinous crimes of betraying his master and father. Even if there are other hidden reasons, he committed the crime in Guling Town. This town is at least half of the Immortal Sect's territory, and with us as witnesses, the Immortal Sect will definitely confiscate his cultivation and imprison him.”

“Fellow Daoist Fang, it would be extremely unwise for jade to collide with earthenware jars.”

These messages were all meant to persuade Fang Shu to calm down.

Some people even gave him a direct warning:
“This young man surnamed Ling is also a disciple of the Immortal Sect. If he were to attack you first, we might be able to intervene. But since you, Fellow Daoist Fang, have invited us, we are truly unable to intervene…”

"That old man was also a venerable immortal who had reached the fifth level of tribulation, not much different from Deng Laogui. Even if there were other hidden reasons why this fiend was able to kill the old man, his magical power should not be underestimated."

Hearing these words, Fang Shu showed no displeasure. Instead, he cupped his hands to the people around him and said:

"Thank you all for your concern, uncles and aunts. I am very grateful."

But he immediately replied with a smile, "This is a matter between me and this boy; you can all just observe."

After saying this, Fang Shu stopped paying attention to others and focused all his attention on Ling Bailang. He scrutinized the boy, seemingly deep in thought.

Meanwhile, Bai Lang stood still, coldly observing Fang Shu.

When he saw that none of the other dojo owners came to his aid, a sinister grin appeared on White Wolf's face, looking utterly eerie.

He cracked his neck and hissed, "You surnamed Fang, you destroyed my godfather's head, so you'll pay with your own!"

Boom! A fierce wolf howl came from the mouth of the white wolf, shaking the roof tiles all around.

This caused the white wolf's true energy to surge, transforming into a thick black mist that coiled around his snow-white fur, making each hair stand upright like a steel needle.

Its body was as large as a mountain, and it shook violently, with a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, as it rushed straight towards Fang Shu!
Such a display of power made the eyes of the surrounding museum owners twitch. Some of them hesitated for a moment, then immediately used their methods to send a message to the lone museum owner.

Although they didn't want to get involved in the conflicts between the disciples of the Immortal Sect and just wanted to avoid trouble, they could still do things like tipping off others.

One of them even sent a telepathic message to Fang Shu: "Young Fang, just hold on a little longer. Once your master arrives, everything will be fine."

Fang Shu ignored the voice transmission behind him. He stood still, flicked his sleeve, and the Four Tribulations Bone Nails turned into a blur, piercing straight for the White Wolf's throat.

With a clang, the metal clashed!

The bone nail struck Ling Bailang's body, breaking through the protective aura around him, but it was blocked by the white fur on his body.

The white wolf's face contorted in rage. When it was still six or seven feet away from Fang Shu, it stomped its feet on the ground and moved like an arrow. In a single leap, it was in front of Fang Shu in an instant, its sharp claws aimed straight for his throat!
"Die!" the white wolf sneered inwardly.

With a whooshing sound, its claws missed their target, only managing to tear a wall in two before it crashed to the ground with a loud thud, raising clouds of dust.

Fang Shu had already appeared on another wall of the Shaowei Pavilion, standing with his hands behind his back, looking down at the other party:

"Your skill is truly remarkable. You are indeed a master of the Body Refinement Technique and are qualified to compete for an inner disciple position."

The discipline of "refining the body in the bedroom" is not only skilled in bedroom arts, but also excels in physical body refinement, such as dismantling bones, moving internal organs, and tempering tendons and bones.

To be precise, the arts of the bedroom and the arts of body refinement are actually techniques for studying the physical body and life. It should be understood that the so-called bedroom matters are actually matters between the sexes, involving the reproduction of blood and flesh, and also exerting effort on the physical body.

As for the White Wolf, it is clear that what he cultivates is not the art of the bedroom, but the art of body refinement. Moreover, he directly uses his own physical body as the material for casting spells, deliberately introducing demonic nature and blood, transplanting the heads of demonic beasts, and strengthening his physical body.

Compared to this discipline, Fang Shu's specialty, witchcraft and sorcery, is quite inferior in terms of head-on, real combat.

Therefore, in principle, Fang Shu should have first used poison and insects to severely weaken Ling Bailang, and preferably secretly killed him. This is the proper way for someone who practices witchcraft and sorcery to handle things.

For some reason, he chose to confront the other party openly. This question also puzzled the surrounding dojo masters.

However, they were quickly drawn to Fang Shu's ghostly skills.

Boom! Inside the Burning Tail Pavilion, the white wolf rampaged wildly, trampling the buildings and walls, repeatedly trying to get close to Fang Shu and tear him to pieces.

But strangely enough, when Fang Shu leaped into the air, Ling Bailang didn't even manage to touch the hem of his clothes.

Instead, as the white wolf repeatedly cast spells, many of its protective white furs were cut off by bone spikes, leaving it looking somewhat disheveled.

After about ten breaths, the white wolf's aura began to fluctuate visibly. The wolf was extremely frustrated, feeling like it possessed great martial arts skills but couldn't use them.

This situation caught the attention of the surrounding pavilion owners, whose eyes immediately lit up: "So that's how it is. The reason they chose to act now was to wait until this beast was exhausted!"

Some of them had sharp eyes and noticed even more, immediately exclaiming, "That's not all! Look at the eyes of that white wolf!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that Ling Bailang's eyes were turning a ghastly green, and the last trace of human form on his body was being lost.

Only then did the museum owners realize, "So that's how it is!"

"The man surnamed Ling, with the appearance of a demon, brazenly murdered Old Man Ling, but he himself was also deeply rooted in demonic nature."

If he doesn't sit down and recuperate quickly, even if he manages to pull through, his demonic nature will completely take hold of him, making him neither human nor demonic, and he will have no chance of achieving immortality.

Someone nodded in agreement: "Young friend Fang only needs to stall for time, and he might be able to wear that guy surnamed Ling down. And even if that guy doesn't die, Wuzang will be showing him mercy by not giving him the status of an inner disciple, or even stripping him of his status as an outer disciple or killing him outright."

Although the Five Sects of Mount Lu contain many evil arts and their internal atmosphere is indifferent to good and evil, the Five Sects are ultimately human immortals, not caves of demons.

During the discussion, the group of museum owners suddenly realized that Fang Shu was not only highly skilled and daring, but also quite cunning.

really.

The white wolf also sensed the abnormality within its body, realizing its time was running out. If it didn't kill Fang Shu quickly, it would undoubtedly be defeated.

The beast stood upright, staring coldly at Fang Shu. Its true energy surged forth like never before, forming a three-headed black dog.

"You forced me to do this!"

With a low growl, the white wolf's face turned fierce. He suddenly stretched out a claw and snapped off the wolf head from his neck. He then held it in his hand and chanted incantations.

A mouthful of black blood spurted from its mouth and landed on the wolf's head.

The next moment, the wolf's head came back to life on its own. As it roared and gritted its teeth, a cloud of black mist rose from its neck and it took off, flying straight towards Fang Shu.

Flying Head Technique!
In an instant, Fang Shu was attacked from both sides, leaving him almost no room to maneuver.

However, he remained calm in the face of Ling Bailang's move. He didn't even glance at the flying wolf head, but instead used his manipulation technique to look behind Ling Bailang. "Need help? I can do that too."

He called out, "Fellow Daoist, please turn around and take a look."

The white wolf didn't want to pay attention to Fang Shu's words, but the next moment, it pounced and dodged the attack from behind.

After getting up, it looked behind it and its eyes immediately showed fear.

A headless corpse staggered to its feet, its claws sharp and its body mangled—the remains of the owner of the Burning Tail Pavilion.

Now, under Fang Shu's influence of the Yin Corpse Gu, this remains have become a zombie and can be controlled to some extent by him.

It should be noted that in the ten or so breaths just now, Fang Shu was not only waiting to weaken the white wolf's momentum, but also waiting for his own Gu worms to take effect.

Not only that, but the white wolf's expression suddenly changed, and it frantically scratched at its own body with its claws.

puff puff!

Under the sunlight, flames suddenly burst forth from the body of this fang, and its white fur, which looked like gold and iron, was ignited from the inside out.

This was precisely because the Yanghuo Gu released by Fang Shu had successfully burrowed into the man's hair and begun to take effect.

As for how he placed the Gu worms under the opponent's hair, he naturally used the Four Tribulations Bone Spikes as piercing tools. Every time he broke through the opponent's protective white hair, he would tentatively insert a Yang Huo Gu.

A roar... a cry of pain echoed inside the Burning Tail Pavilion.

The white wolf's body caught fire, and it turned into a fire wolf in the blink of an eye. Even rolling around on the ground, it couldn't extinguish the flames.

Even so, the fang gritted its teeth and did not give up its attack on the opponent.

It even actively lunged at the Four Tribulations Bone Spikes to block it, and did not dodge the headless corpse behind it, desperately trying to create an opportunity for its flying head spell to bite and kill Fang Shu.

This method worked.

The wolf's head, billowing with black smoke, was no longer restrained and pounced straight at Fang Shu with extreme ferocity.

Fang Shu's physical body was not as strong as Ling Bailang's, and he did not release any protective magic artifacts around his body. Once bitten, he would be half-crippled if not killed.

This caused the surrounding museum owners to subconsciously shift their positions, all hesitating whether to intervene now.

Based on the situation on the field, all they needed to do was stop the flying head, and the outcome of their battle would be decided. However, before the other could make a move, the situation on the field changed again.

Fang Shu didn't even glance at the flying wolf head, but instead looked at Ling Bailang and muttered to himself, "Does fellow Daoist think that I only have this many Gu worms?"

With a flick of his sleeve, ten streams of black and white energy flew out, each emanating a powerful aura.

The black and white energies immediately crashed into the flying wolf head, igniting gray-red flames with a crackling sound.

The wolf head continued to dart about, but Fang Shu's Gu worms were relentlessly attacking it, killing it one after another.

Not only that, Fang Shu flicked his other sleeve, and ten more black and white energies flew out, hovering around Ling Bailang's body, emitting a buzzing sound like the flapping wings of a Gu insect.

At this moment, Ling Bailang was already pounced on by its master's headless corpse. It struggled fiercely, swinging the headless corpse around like a rag doll.

But this did not help its situation in the slightest.

During the delay, the Yanghuo Gu on its body collided with the Yinshi Gu inside the headless corpse, and a gray flame appeared.

Immediately, with crackling sounds, the Yin Corpse Gu and Yang Huo Gu that had been swirling around also surged down, adding fuel to the fire, causing the gray flames to swell even more, not only enveloping the white wolf's entire body, but also rapidly burning towards its skull.

Ahhhhh!

A shrill, frantic scream rang out from the mouth of the white wolf.

It rolled on the spot, howling in agony, but there was nothing it could do. Its true energy was rapidly waning, and it could no longer fight back, nor even have the strength to escape.

However, the vitality of this fanged body was truly tenacious; its screams lasted for more than ten breaths before slowly fading away.

Finally, with a snap!
The wolf head that barely managed to pounce on Fang Shu burned away its black aura, turning into a withered skull that fell to the ground.

Fang Shu kicked the skull at Ling Bailang, causing the creature's body to tremble a few times.

Under his divine sense, the other party's life force was immediately and completely exhausted, disappearing without a trace.

However, Fang Shu still did not step forward. He made a hand seal, and the Four Tribulation Bone Spikes were shot into Ling Bailang's body with a series of "plop plop" sounds, piercing through the opponent's brain and heart.

Once he was sure the other person was dead, he stepped forward and stood on the corpse.

The white wolf, who was originally just a burly man, now had a body that was ten feet in size after it died.

Moreover, under the burning desire of the Yin-Yang Gu worms, only the hair on the surface of the body was burned away, and the skin and flesh were still intact, without turning into ashes.

Looking at the body, Fang Shu's eyes flashed: "As expected of someone who refines the body, the quality of the flesh is so excellent!"

He had heard that among the immortals of the Body Refinement Sect, the physical body was their most precious treasure, not to be missed.

Without hesitation, he reached out and used his true energy to collect the opponent's corpse into his storage bag, and at the same time, he also took the corpse of the Burning Tail Hall Master on the field.

After collecting the bodies, he used his divine sense to search the ground and successfully found two damaged storage bags, which he then unabashedly put into his sleeve.

Having done all that, Fang Shu finally had a moment to relax and looked back at the owners of the museum standing around him.

He said casually, "I ask all the elders to bear witness that the corpses of White Wolf and the Burnt Tail Pavilion Master, as well as the other items on their bodies, are all evidence of their crimes."

"I am not very capable, but I am willing to keep one or two of these for safekeeping."

The museum owners looked at each other in bewilderment.

They immediately spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Fang is a disciple of the Immortal Sect. This matter is of great importance and is beyond our ability to interfere with. It is only right that we do so."

Some of them were quite perceptive and even took the initiative to suggest:

"Although this Shaowei Hall is dilapidated, it is still a Taoist temple. I ask Fellow Daoist Fang to seal it off to prevent any petty thieves in this town from doing anything underhanded and ruining your grand plan."

"Good." Fang Shu couldn't help but smile.

Only then did he raise his two bulging sleeves and bow to the other person.

(End of this chapter)