Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 109 - 94 Finale_2

Chapter 109: 94 Finale_2

Fang Zhixing blinked and said, "Is the blood of the Three-colored Snake the same as Yin Snake Blood?"

"Not at all!"

The old hunchback waved his hand, "To be precise, only the blood of a special type of Three-colored Snake can be called Yin Snake Blood!

This type of Three-colored Snake is pitch black with a white spot on its forehead, the area where black and white meet is translucent!"

Fang Zhixing was greatly surprised. This type of disproportionately black and white Three-colored Snake indeed seemed to symbolize the decline of the yang and the predominance of the yin.

The old hunchback continued, "This type of Three-colored Snake is quite rare, preferring shade over sunlight, and it is said that they die upon contact with sunlight, hence they dwell solely in extremely yin places throughout their lives."

Hearing this, Fang Zhixing immediately confirmed he had found the right person.

Spirit Deer Blood is yang-strengthening blood, while Yin Snake Blood is clearly its opposite.

Fang Zhixing earnestly asked, "Where can I find this special type of Three-colored Snake?"

The old hunchback spoke seriously, "I’m afraid you’ll have to make a trip to the Third Level Restricted Area. Years ago, I heard that someone captured this type of Three-Colored Snake in ’Yinfeng Valley.’"

Fang Zhixing was invigorated and thanked the old hunchback before standing up to leave.

He returned to his room, and not long after, Liang Buqing also came back.

He mentioned, "I heard from a hunter that his friend had once gathered Heavenly Slaughter Grass in the Third Level Restricted Area. There’s a hot spring nearby which spouts scalding spring water."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zhixing exclaimed with joy, "How coincidental, Heavenly Slaughter Grass happens to thrive in damp, high-temperature environments."

Liang Buqing spread his hands and said, "That might be, but it means you have to venture into the Third Level Restricted Area, which is far more dangerous than the Black Wind Forbidden Land by more than tenfold."

Fang Zhixing was unconcerned; after all, he was destined to go to the Third Level Restricted Area.

Without delay, the two packed up their belongings, checked out of the inn, rode their horses out of the camp, and returned to the county town.

Xigou couldn’t help but say, "You’re just going to leave just like that, without even saying goodbye to Duan Caiyan?"

Fang Zhixing indifferently replied, "It was merely a fleeting affair. If we are fated, we will meet again; if not, she is just a person from Jianghu, as if we never knew each other."

"Rough!"

Xigou couldn’t help snarling, "I may be a bit promiscuous, but you’re the real brute."

Fang Zhixing was nonchalant.

Clip-clop~

The hooves of the tall horses clattered lightly as they galloped freely on the royal road.

Before they knew it, they had traveled more than three hundred and fifty miles.

Suddenly, there was trouble ahead.

By the roadside, a huge bonfire was roaring.

The air was filled with the smell of charring meat.

Fang Zhixing took a closer look, and his expression changed.

Liang Buqing also cried out in astonishment, "My God, why are there so many dead people?"

The fire was not burning wood but bodies, piled up into a mountain, definitely more than a hundred.

Next to the fire, a group of people were continuously moving bodies, throwing them into the flames.

Fang Zhixing didn’t recognize these people, but the bodies they were moving were all ragged and dirty, clearly all refugees, including men, women, the elderly, and children.

Liang Buqing took a closer look and suddenly said, "Turns out it’s the Xu Xiaodao gang."

Fang Zhixing glanced sideways, "You know them?"

Liang Buqing replied, "Have you heard of Wang Xiaodao? He was originally just a small thug on the streets, ruthless and fond of stabbing people with knives, committing many vicious crimes.

But somehow, he formed a relationship with Incense Master Xu, took him as his godfather, renamed himself Xu Xiaodao, and formed the Xiaodao gang. Now he works for Incense Master Xu."

Mystic Finger Xu Dazhi...

Fang Zhixing understood, turned his horse around, walked over, and flashed his Identity Token.

"So, it was Incense Master Fang, greetings, my lord!"

The members of the Xiaodao gang were also well-mannered, bowing courteously one after another.

Fang Zhixing asked, "What happened here, where did all these dead come from?"

A young man replied breathlessly, "You might not know, my lord, but when our grain transport cart passed by here, it was suddenly attacked by a mob who also injured several of our brothers. We had no choice but to kill them all."

Fang Zhixing understood. It was already November, and as the weather grew colder and food harder to find, the actions of the mob naturally became more violent and extreme.

He nodded and said, "You guys have had it tough, continue with your work."

"Travel well, Incense Master Fang, we bid you farewell!"

The people from the Xiaodao gang shouted in unison.

Soon, Fang Zhixing and Liang Buqing arrived at the county town. After entering, they first went to Iron Casting Hall.

Fang Zhixing settled Liang Buqing’s fees, then gave him a deposit, asking him to be on call for the next trip to the Third Level Restricted Area.

Liang Buqing was naturally more than willing to comply.

Honestly, Liang Buqing was the kind of guy who would run at the first sign of danger, avoiding it as much as possible. His professional quality was seriously questionable, and anyone else would definitely not think highly of him.

But it was precisely because of his steady character that he was able to safely enter and exit the Restricted Area more than fifty times.

Moreover, Fang Zhixing had too many secrets to reveal, and Liang Buqing’s straightforward, no-nonsense style actually suited him very well.

Afterward, Fang Zhixing returned to the County Government, first visited his Archers Camp to ensure everything was normal, and then returned to his separate residence to rest.

Lying in bed.

The accumulated fatigue of several days slowly crept up on him, and he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

When he awoke, it was already the next morning.

Fang Zhixing sat at the table, thought back carefully to his trip to the Black Wind Forbidden Land, and went over the whole process.

This was his personal habit, checking for omissions and making sure there were no hidden dangers.

Then he and Xigou compared notes and both felt there were no significant oversights.

In summary, the trip could be considered a perfect success!

Xigou couldn’t help asking, "When do you plan to go to the Third Level Restricted Area?"

Fang Zhixing pondered for a moment and murmured, "The Third Level Restricted Area is even more dangerous, we must enhance our abilities."

Xigou said speechlessly, "You’re already so strong, sweeping through your peers in the Great Python Realm, how can you improve further?"

Fang Zhixing replied, "Personal strength has reached its peak, but I can still upgrade my equipment.

For example, the arrows aren’t sharp enough to penetrate the Scale Armor of Mutant Beasts like the Single-Horned Tiger and Four-Eyed Crocodile.

Moreover, the quality of the big knife is too poor, I must prepare a more formidable blade."

Xigou understood and reminded, "That’s easy to deal with, you are the Incense Master of Iron Casting Hall, getting a few suitable weapons is just a matter of saying the word."

Fang Zhixing thought so too.

After noon, one man and one dog rode out, heading to Iron Casting Hall.

Halfway there, the street ahead was blocked.

Two luxurious carriages had collided, neither yielding to the other.

The coachmen and attendants, furious, were fighting with each other, making the scene extremely chaotic.

In front of each carriage, there stood a woman, dressed flamboyantly, adorned with gold and jewels, their clothes the latest fashionable designs exuding a sense of richness.

"Oh my, whose families are fighting?"

"I know, one is Mrs. Second from Xu, the Incense Master of Iron Casting Hall, and the other is a mistress of Ye, another Incense Master from Iron Casting Hall."

"I’d heard long ago that these two Incense Masters don’t see eye to eye, and it turns out their women don’t either."

"Isn’t that the truth?"

...

There was a large crowd of onlookers, watching the excitement, commenting and pointing.

Fang Zhixing was speechless, so it turned out this was a dispute between two wives causing trouble.

He assessed the two women, who were indeed easy on the eyes but seemed a bit frail, likely not able to withstand intense activity.

Seeing that neither party was stopping the uproar anytime soon, Fang Zhixing decided to take a detour.

"Make way, make way!"

Suddenly, a fine horse rushed from behind.

Fang Zhixing turned and couldn’t help raising an eyebrow.

The person on the horse was Luo Qianqian, still disguised as a man.

She hadn’t noticed Fang Zhixing and glanced at the obstructing carriages, frowning.

"Drive~"

Luo Qianqian didn’t stop but continued riding forward.

The crowd of onlookers hastily made way, opening a path.

As Luo Qianqian rode up to the carriages, she shouted, "Who are the blind ones? Move aside quickly."

The two women and their house servants, all stopped fighting, turning their heads to look in unison.

"Oh dear, whose daughter is this, dressed like that, trying to seduce someone?"

Mrs. Second from the Xu Family sized up Luo Qianqian, crossed her arms over her chest, and scoffed disdainfully.

"Exactly, who are you calling blind?"

The mistress from the Ye Family also approached, saying harshly, "Believe it or not, I will gouge out your eyeballs, then see if you’re still blind."

The two women, previously at each other’s throats, suddenly formed a united front because of Luo Qianqian’s provocative words.

Strangely, neither of them recognized Luo Qianqian.

"Now this will be a good show."

Fang Zhixing smirked, watching with detached amusement.