Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar-Chapter 1110 - 486: Beyond the Chaos

What does this mean?

Everyone present looked at each other, bewildered.

But Zhang Xianhgu raised the corner of her mouth in a curve.

"What is it? Aren't you all going to start acting? If the slaves escape into the streets, it would be quite a mess if you try to catch them then."

Someone was tempted.

Or rather, had no choice but to be tempted.

The slaves sold by Qu Bang on regular days, if they have good looks or abilities, start at a high price; sometimes, people even bid for them.

But now, they're being given away for free, allowing you to pick...

Swoosh—

A person suddenly stood up from their seat.

"Just make sure Zhang Xianhgu keeps her word!"

As soon as the voice fell, the person had already leaped past Zhang Xianhgu, rushing outside.

They casually grabbed a female slave, took a look at her face, and disdainfully threw her to the ground.

The male slave next to her seemed unable to hold back, and tried to attack the person, but was countered with a black tiger heart strike. The hand pierced through the chest of the male slave, emerging from his back.

When the hand was withdrawn, it was covered in blood.

The male slave's body fell and twitched, while the female slave kneeled on the ground, screaming in terror. Seeing the noise, the person frowned, grabbed the woman's head, and cracked her neck with a snap.

"Murder, murder!!"

"Run! Run!!"

The escaped slaves around were terrified by this scene, all avoiding this person, running outward frantically.

And the one who did all this looked at his bloody hand and suddenly seemed to realize something, revealing a satisfied smile.

He turned around, looking at Zhang Xianhgu at the door.

"Since the slaves are free, they're ownerless; even if I kill them all, it should be fine, right?"

As always, Zhang Xianhgu smiled and nodded.

"Do as you please, and... do as you all please."

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

As Zhang Xianhgu's words fell, more people rushed out from their seats.

They glowed like hunters, looking at the waves of escaping slaves outside, as if selecting prey, their eyes shimmering.

As these people charged into the herd, the slaves screamed, cried for help, and pleaded one after another across the whole Qu Bang courtyard. Zhang Xianhgu slowly closed her eyes.

"Listen to the beautiful, enchanting sounds, don't you plan to join in?"

They joined.

Once someone took the lead, the ones ready to move couldn't hold back.

They exchanged excited glances and rushed towards the slaves outside.

Instantly, the whole Qu Bang courtyard turned into chaos. The panicked slaves, some even ran back to the dungeon, persuading those inside not to escape, claiming it's even worse outside.

But what's worse, is staying in the dungeon waiting to become someone's plaything.

So more slaves kept trying to escape.

Wave after wave went in and out, slaves tangled; the scene grew chaotic, starting to spread the turmoil onto the streets beyond Qu Bang.

At this time, only the wedding hall stood eerily tranquil, empty except for Zhang Xianhgu alone, sitting with her cheek resting on her hand, expressing an amused look, as if watching a play.

"What do you think of the scene?"

She suddenly spoke.

And behind her, a silhouette slowly emerged.

"Are you talking to me?"

"Of course."

Zhang Xianhgu didn't turn back, just continued watching the scene outside the courtyard.

"That fat pig should be dead, right? Did you kill it?"

"...Yes."

Fang Yu approached her seat to sit down.

Only then did Zhang Xianhgu raise her head to glance at Fang Yu.

"You are younger than I expected; what's your background? A dog of the White Lotus Sect? One of the Eight Ancient Sects of Rolling Bone City? Or a lunatic of Bai Fang City?"

Fang Yu didn't answer her, but instead asked: "...Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid of what? Doing this business means death could come anytime; it's the process that matters."

Fang Yu looked puzzled: "Do you enjoy the process of trading slaves?"

"No, what I enjoy is the feeling of controlling others' fate."

Zhang Xianhgu laughed from the heart.

"You know, one's lifespan has limits, representing human destiny, ultimately just struggling within a limited frame throughout one's life. Like a butterfly caught in a spider web, no matter how it struggles, it cannot escape the bounds of fate."

"What are you trying to say?"

Zhang Xianhgu pointed a finger, lightly tapping the table, joyfully.

"You know Immortals, don't you? [Artifacts] are called fragments of the Treasures of Immortals, yet there's no Immortal in the world. Have you imagined the life of the Immortals? It must be like mine, manipulating life and play people at one's whim. The distance between me and the Immortals seems to have closed another step. Feeling them, sensing them, perceiving them, one day I will also become an Immortal like them!"

Fang Yu noticed a ring on Zhang Xianhgu's index finger, its cloud-like shape gave him a familiar sensation.

"You're crazy."

"I'm not crazy, it's the world that's ignorant, and you don't understand."

Fang Yu swung his sword.

With one slash, Zhang Xianhgu collapsed.

Her chest split open, spilling blood onto Fang Yu.

[Zhang Nuanmeng: 0/1000.]

Looking at the clear blood gauge of his opponent, then at the chaotic scene outside like a bedeviled carnival, Fang Yu's figure flickered and vanished from where he was.

The deserted wedding hall immediately left only a solitary corpse, contrasting with the gradually fading sound of chaos outside in a scene of envy.