Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 319 - 140: Daoist Priest Fan is extremely experienced, so even for the first time, it won’t hurt (A 10,000-word mega - !)_6
That is to say.
He is a cultivator!
Fu Yuantong, adhering to the principle that less trouble is better than more, felt that the strange cultivator before him likely wasn’t a member of the Qintian Department. He said, "Fellow Daoist, you can pretend as if you have not seen anything. If you do, I will provide you with a certain compensation that will surely satisfy you."
Fan Wu ignored the middle-aged man, instead looking towards Si Ma Hundred Households who had been sent flying several steps away and was now struggling to get up while clutching his abdomen.
Fan Wu casually asked, "Are you alright?"
"No... cough cough cough! No problem!" Si Ma Hundred Households had already applied a talisman on his wound, which slowed the bleeding at his abdomen slightly.
His face was filled with excited expression, "I... I never expected to encounter you. Perhaps, my fate is not yet sealed."
Hmm?
Fu Yuantong had a bad feeling about this.
The tall and sturdy cultivator before him was clearly acquainted with Si Ma Hundred Households, as their conversation clearly indicated.
Damn!
It seemed that the idea of less trouble being better was not going to work.
How could his trip to Nanjun be so unlucky? It’s as if all his luck had been drained away.
All that remained was misfortune.
If that’s the case... A fierce look flashed in Fu Yuantong’s eyes. He thought problems that couldn’t be solved with bribery could be resolved with force! After all, he had already offended the Qintian Department of Nanjun Prefecture Government to death; offending one more cultivator didn’t make much difference!
He executed his exquisite lightness skills, and like a wandering spirit, lunged towards Fan Wu!
The Vajra Bell in Fu Yuantong’s left hand was shaken violently, and visible soundwaves swept towards Fan Wu.
Seeing that Fan Wu took no defensive actions in response,
Fu Yuantong immediately felt overjoyed—just like Si Ma Hundred Households earlier, being affected by the Soul-Attracting Bell meant he would be unable to move! Moreover, this immobilized state would last for at least the duration of one breath!
For Fu Yuantong,
One breath was more than enough!
It was sufficient for him to deal with this big and ignorant cultivator who was trying to meddle in matters that didn’t concern him.
In the blink of an eye,
Fu Yuantong had closed the distance to Fan Wu, nearly within reach. As he got closer to Fan Wu, the oppressive feeling due to Fan Wu’s imposing stature grew, causing him to inwardly click his tongue in amazement.
However, he quickly suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and his right hand, holding the Vajra Pestle, thrust straight at Fan Wu’s throat!
This strike!
Aimed for a vital spot!
The sharp end of the Vajra Pestle, which he held, was very sharp, capable of piercing through armor, let alone human skin.
The sharp end of the Vajra Pestle,
made zero-distance contact with the skin at Fan Wu’s throat.
Fu Yuantong felt the Vajra Pestle in his hand seem to penetrate half an inch, making him believe his opponent was all show and no substance.
However...
His expression soon changed.
Because he found that the Vajra Pestle could only penetrate half an inch and there was no sensation of piercing skin and cleaving flesh at all. The feeling it gave him was akin to lightly pressing on someone’s body, causing their skin to slightly indent.
How could that be! His strike had been with full force, even reinforced with mana!
"You..." Just as Fu Yuantong wanted to say something in shock, the next moment, he was scared out of his wits.
He saw a large hand, the size of a fan, sweep towards him unhurriedly, the large hand moving slow enough that any well-trained person,
could have easily dodged.
Yet, this slowly approaching large hand caused all the hairs on Fu Yuantong’s body to stand on end! A bone-chilling coldness ran up his spine to the back of his head, setting off alarm bells in his heart!
He immediately released the Vajra Pestle.
His whole body reflexively jumped backwards several steps.
Cold sweat broke out all over him!
Next,
he watched as the tall and sturdy cultivator casually caught the Vajra Pestle, which was about to fall to the ground, in that large fan-like hand.
"Too small," Fan Wu toyed with the Vajra Pestle, "Not big enough, not thick enough, and certainly not hard enough."
As he finished speaking.
Fan Wu’s fingers exerted a slight pressure.
The Vajra Pestle Artifact, forged from special materials, sounded its inability to bear the strain. A series of "crack crack" noises, exceedingly grating and clear to Fu Yuantong’s ears.
Crack!
The last sound of shattering was startlingly clear. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
It was as if some kind of glass artifact had been smashed to pieces.
Fu Yuantong watched wide-eyed as the Vajra Pestle Artifact in Fan Wu’s hand turned into a pile of rubble and fell to the ground.
He was utterly dumbfounded!
He sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.
Looking at Fan Wu with that kind of gaze, it transformed from initial disdain to now resembling that of someone seeing a ghost. Fu Yuantong also realized just how ludicrous his previous thoughts had been.
Crushing a Magic Artifact with one’s bare hands.
What kind of concept was that?
Was this guy even human? Even ordinary Demons and Devils weren’t this frightening, right?
Under the stimulus of such shock, Fu Yuantong was just about to question Fan Wu, wanting to know exactly who he was.
He hadn’t even spoken yet.
When he saw a member of the Si Ma Hundred Households, who was contending against someone from the Fu Clan’s main family, glance over at the commotion and immediately became dumbstruck, exclaiming, "You... You are Daoist Priest Fan?!"
Daoist Priest Fan!!!
As soon as these three words came out.
It wasn’t just the Si Ma Hundred Households’ members, but also the people from the Fu Clan’s main family who were all struck dumb.
Obviously, there was no need to elaborate on the Si Ma Hundred Households’ members, who had practically heard the name "Daoist Priest Fan" dozens of times every day!
The deeds of Daoist Priest Fan in Nanjun were widely circulated within the Si Ma Hundred Households.
The name "Daoist Priest Fan" had become synonymous with strength in the eyes of these Si Ma Hundred Households’ members.
And for the people of the Fu Clan’s main family.
They also had some knowledge of Daoist Priest Fan.
"Daoist Priest Fan... Daoist Priest Fan..." Fu Yuantong gaped, his eyes wide as he stared at Fan Wu in front of him, "Are you the Daoist Priest Fan that the cultivators from the Nanjun Prefecture Government speak of, the one who walked out of the Great Demon Forbidden Land unscathed?!"
"Do you recognize me?" Fan Wu glanced at Fu Yuantong’s horrified face and said, "Your accent doesn’t sound like you’re from Nanjun, but I find your aura somewhat familiar."
"What is your relationship with this Fu Clan that I’ve wiped out?"
As these words from Fan Wu fell.
All the members of the Fu Clan’s main family turned deathly pale!
Wiped out...
The Fu Clan that he mentioned he wiped out?
Hiss!
Fu Yuantong exclaimed in shock, "The branch of the Fu Clan in Nanjun was wiped out by you?!"
"Ah?" Fan Wu grinned and said, "Does a so-called family like this even require bringing people to wipe out? I alone was enough to slaughter my way through them. If you must say I had company, would a tagalong who can only gape count?"
The tagalong Fan Wu mentioned.
Was naturally Yun Jiuqing.
"You, you, you..." Fu Yuantong listened, utterly dumbfounded. In other words, the instigator who forced him to become an enemy of the Si Ma Hundred Households in Nanjun was this man who walked out of the Great Demon Forbidden Land?
"Although the purity of you people isn’t very high, it’s better than nothing, I suppose, small accumulations can make a difference too."
This cryptic sentence from Fan Wu, like a death knell, echoed in the ears of every member of the Fu Clan’s main family.
Making them all tremble with fear.
The very next second!
Fu Yuantong suddenly felt as though his field of vision was obstructed by something. When he looked up, he was terrified out of his wits—it was none other than Fan Wu.
How fast!
Fu Yuantong hadn’t noticed at all how Fan Wu had approached him. He only saw Fan Wu right in front of him swinging a palm towards Fu Yuantong’s head.
With that palm strike, Fu Yuantong’s view changed again; the world around him seemed to spin wildly.
Consciousness.
Plunged into silence!
A headless corpse slowly collapsed to the ground, and as Fan Wu looked at the other terror-stricken members of the Fu Clan’s main family, his smile was particularly fierce, "I am very skilled and experienced in this, even if it’s your first time, it won’t hurt."
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