Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 730 - 209: Outer Domain Devotee of the Heavenly Demon! Descent of Demons and Devils! (Please Subscribe)_2
"Moreover, I just heard this rogue claim to be ’this poor Taoist’... This means that this person is very likely, like myself, to be a Taoist," said the elderly Taoist.
The old Taoist paused for a moment before continuing, "However, I am an orthodox Taoist, a member of a reputable and orthodox sect."
"But this fellow is a heretic that everyone must punish!"
It’s no wonder that the Magistrate of Iron Mountain County could mix with this old Taoist; both of them are of the same ilk, casually branding Fan Wu as a traitor and a heretic.
To twist right and wrong this brazenly, no one does it quite like these two.
"A cultivator! Hiss!!" The Magistrate of Iron Mountain County suddenly rose to his feet, retreating several steps in succession.
He was someone who very much cherished his life, which was why he appeared so feeble.
If Fan Wu was merely a common man with great martial strength, then the Magistrate wouldn’t have been so fearful.
After all, he felt that with the old Taoist Priest by his side, even the mightiest of men were just ordinary people. How could an ordinary person compare with a cultivator?
However, if Fan Wu was a cultivator, that would be a different story.
Who knows... what mysterious and strange methods cultivators possess?
He did not wish to be inexplicably killed.
If he was not so fearful of death, he would not have colluded with an old Taoist who believed in the Evil God.
"Do not be afraid, Magistrate. The path of cultivation stresses that if you do not advance, you recede. If you’re afraid now, it may become very difficult to sense qi in the future or to make further progress in your cultivation," the old Taoist’s voice slowly rose.
Then he continued, "Leave this heretic to me! It will also let you, Magistrate, witness the supreme power of the San Qing Supreme Demon!"
As soon as he had spoken,
this old Taoist made a move against Fan Wu without any courtesy!
He swung his horsetail whisk towards Fan Wu’s direction, and the individual strands of hair on the whisk shot out instantaneously, each as sharp as a silver needle.
When he saw that Fan Wu made no movement and didn’t try to dodge, he lightly scoffed, "Such insolence! A waste of my hidden weapon."
However.
The next moment.
To his surprise, the horsetail whisk strands, which were like silver needles, made a ding-ding-dang-dang sound of metal clashing when they hit Fan Wu’s body.
Each tiny strand either snapped or was deflected away, not one able to penetrate Fan Wu’s skin, barely managing to tear through his clothes.
But because they were so fine, even when they pierced the fabric, it was not noticeable.
Fan Wu’s clothes did not appear the least bit unkempt.
It was as if nothing had happened at all.
"Taoist... Priest..." the Magistrate of Iron Mountain County reminded the old Taoist weakly from behind, "Your hidden weapon seems to have no effect; that heretic seems completely unharmed!"
The old Taoist: "..."
Though he was old, his eyes were still sharp. He wanted to tell the Magistrate not to talk nonsense, not to bolster the morale of others while undermining his own prestige.
But... the words that reached his mouth were stifled back.
Because he sensed from the man before him an aura that made him feel fearful!
An aura so intense that it sent shivers down the old Taoist’s spine!
This is bad!!
There’s something wrong with this man!
Very wrong!
Having lived over a hundred years and weathered many years, the old Taoist had some foresight; he could tell that Fan Wu was far more powerful and terrifying than he had anticipated.
Stronger than him!
But by the time the old Taoist realized something was very off about Fan Wu, it was already too late.
Before he could make another move, he only saw Fan Wu take a step towards him. Though they were a dozen steps apart, with that single step... Fan Wu had crossed the distance right up to the old Taoist!
The old Taoist’s pupils contracted sharply as he tried to grasp a talisman, but Fan Wu had already seized his wrist.
Such tremendous strength!!
Such incredible speed!!
The old Taoist paled with alarm, unable to keep up with Fan Wu’s movements. His wrist gripped tightly, he felt an intense pain as if his bones were about to shatter. This feeling confirmed that he was no match for Fan Wu.
In his agony, he could not maintain the composed demeanor of a seasoned cultivator and exclaimed in a fluster, "Who in the world... are you?!"
"From the Great Zhou Dynasty, Qiulong Temple, I am Fan Wu." For the first time in Iron Mountain County, Fan Wu took the initiative to introduce himself.
The Great Zhou Dynasty?
Qiulong Temple?
Fan Wu?
He knew of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was a neighboring country to the Great Yan Dynasty, with roughly equal power.
He had heard... there were some disturbances in Great Zhou, rumor had it that there were attempts at rebellion.
However.
Qiulong Temple.
Fan Wu.
To be honest, he had never heard of such a Taoist temple’s name or this person’s name before.
Nonetheless, the three pieces of information revealed by Fan Wu told the old Taoist that this foreigner was indeed not from the Great Yan Dynasty.
This fellow was a cultivator from the Great Zhou Dynasty!
