Chapter 192: Chapter 124: Four Seas Emperor-Startling Finger (2)

Fang Shuwen circulated his Inner Breath, and the man flew involuntarily toward him again. But just as he was about to get close, Fang Shuwen flung him aside into a nearby clearing.

Fang Shuwen observed him closely and tried touching him again. He could now be almost certain that this man felt no pain.

Even now, his other arm was still capable of executing martial arts techniques.

For safety’s sake, Fang Shuwen had no choice but to dislocate his other arm as well.

Then, he pried open the man’s mouth.

He felt at his waist, realizing he had no suitable tool on him. His Blood-Sinking Sword was a weapon, but it was far too sharp. He turned to Shui Qianrou and said:

"Go get me one of the Hooked Claws."

Shui Qianrou couldn’t bear to watch Fang Shuwen handle the man’s mangled body, but upon hearing his request, she obediently retrieved a Hooked Claw from one of the corpses dressed in mourning clothes.

Fang Shuwen took it in his hand. The Hooked Claw had three hooks, with a chain attached to the other end.

He casually broke off one of the hooks and, using just two fingers, slightly altered its curve.

Shui Qianrou watched, stunned. She felt that Fang Shuwen’s strength seemed even greater than her own.

She also tried to break the Hooked Claw and found that part wasn’t difficult.

But to change the hook’s curve with just two fingers as if kneading dough—that was something she couldn’t do.

Just as she was wondering what other astonishing feat Fang Shuwen would perform, she saw him shoving the modified hook down the broken man’s throat.

"!!!"

Shui Qianrou quickly turned away, feeling that this was not a sight a child her age should see.

Fang Shuwen paid Shui Qianrou no mind, focused solely on his serious examination.

He then discovered the reason the man couldn’t speak: his Martial Arts practice had extended into his throat.

’Perhaps even his vocal cords?’

In any case, the flesh and muscle in his throat were as tough as cowhide, lacking the softness of a normal person’s.

’This guy must have had a hard time eating,’ Fang Shuwen mused.

He then tested other aspects and found that the man’s eyes weren’t very good either. His eyeballs were like two rubber balls, and his vision was poor, but his hearing was extremely sharp.

The man realized Fang Shuwen was inspecting his very foundation and tried to find ways to resist.

However, Fang Shuwen had already learned most of what he wanted to know.

So he dragged the other man out of the pit and snapped both their necks.

In that instant, their spines let out a sickening screech, like metal grinding against metal.

"Mister... are you finally done playing?"

Shui Qianrou’s voice drifted over. Fang Shuwen glanced at her and saw that the girl was once again looking at him with a timid, shrinking gaze.

Fang Shuwen was speechless.

"I wasn’t playing..."

"Mhm, mhm."

Shui Qianrou didn’t dare to argue, merely nodding.

Fang Shuwen couldn’t be bothered to explain further. He gathered the corpses and casually tossed them all into the pit.

After that battle, the original bonfire was gone.

So, Fang Shuwen and Shui Qianrou had to build a new one.

When the flames flared to life, Shui Qianrou visibly relaxed.

Fang Shuwen paid no attention to her state, lost in his own thoughts.

Previously, he had thought this group was definitely after Shui Qianrou.

But after seeing the Martial Arts of those two strange men, Fang Shuwen was no longer so sure.

The Martial Arts they cultivated should indeed be the Cyan Corpse Record.

It was just that their cultivation was far more profound than that of the people from the Black Death Sect.

And if that were the case, it introduced a flaw in one of Fang Shuwen’s previous assumptions. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

He had always believed that the Cyan Corpse Record was given to the Black Death Sect by the Dragon Emperor Hall.

But this group... they really didn’t seem like it.

In his previous clashes with people from the Dragon Emperor Hall, he had never seen them use the Martial Arts from the Cyan Corpse Record.

The Vermilion Bird Guard and the Vermilion Bird Envoy, despite their decent Martial Arts, were not particularly strong in terms of defensive abilities.

’So, if the Cyan Corpse Record doesn’t belong to the Dragon Emperor Hall, but was instead given to the Black Death Sect by another organization... does that mean that back at the Zhuji Pavilion, I didn’t just offend the Dragon Emperor Hall?’

’But also a mysterious organization that provided the Cyan Corpse Record to the Black Death Sect?’

Fang Shuwen recalled that the copy of the Cyan Corpse Record found in the Black Death Sect’s Demon Cave only contained the first part.

The two who appeared tonight had clearly cultivated to a much later stage.

’Where did this group come from?’

’Besides that, there’s another question...’

’Was their purpose here for me, or for Shui Qianrou?’

These were two completely different concepts.

If it was the former, then perhaps they were simply seeking revenge against him.

If it was the latter... it would mean they had formed an alliance with the other Demon Dao factions of the Eastern Domain.

Unfortunately, now that they were all dead, it would be very difficult to find any clues on their bodies.

’If I’d known, I would have left a few of them alive.’

Fang Shuwen rubbed his chin. ’Sometimes, killing people too quickly isn’t a good thing.’

But no one could see the future. If he had known there would be so many questions, Fang Shuwen would have definitely left someone alive...

Still feeling unwilling to give up, Fang Shuwen told Shui Qianrou to wait there while he jumped back into the pit, searching the corpses one by one for any possible clues.

But he had already searched these bodies once when he’d thrown them in.

Searching them again now yielded no new results.

Shui Qianrou had taken a short nap earlier, so she was now wide awake. Seeing Fang Shuwen busying himself, she asked curiously.