Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 238 - 155 Master_2

Chapter 238: 155 Master_2

He was dying to share his experience, "To completely conquer a woman, you must first conquer her heart, not her body."

Turning around, he found that Fang Zhixing didn’t give a damn about him, and had turned to go upstairs.

"Son of a bitch!"

Xigou bared his teeth in a grimace, hastily following after.

Suddenly, a sole of a foot rapidly enlarged in his field of vision.

"Damn!"

Xigou’s vision blurred and he was flung backward, tumbling down the stairs, bouncing and rolling noisily all the way down.

"Ouch, Fang Zhixing, you son of a turtle..."

Xigou quickly got up, cursing colorfully.

However, being a mutant beast, his thick skin and flesh meant he wasn’t really hurt.

Xigou, persistent as ever, dashed up the stairs again.

"Take off your clothes..."

Suddenly, Xigou’s ears perked up as he overheard an unquestionable command coming from the bedroom.

At this command, an additional heavy breathing instantly filled the room.

Then, sporadic sounds echoed in his ears.

"Damn!"

Xigou, itching with curiosity, peered through the crack of the door again and again, but to his frustration, he couldn’t see anything. He paced irritably at the door, pacing back and forth.

Shortly after, a woman’s crazy screams spread out wide, as if tearing through her throat, echoing throughout the entire study.

Xigou let out a sigh.

Alas, that bastard Fang Zhixing had succeeded!

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Xigou lay at the door, dozing off.

Suddenly, he heard violent bed-shaking sounds coming from the bedroom.

"What the hell, is this morning exercise?"

Xigou was utterly sick of it, he walked downstairs, lay down on the soft carpet, and fell back asleep.

Not until the sun was high in the sky did Fang Zhixing finally come downstairs, kicking Xigou on the butt.

Xigou then woke up, yawning and stretching before climbing to his feet, about to lay into Fang Zhixing with a curse.

Suddenly!

He saw Fang Zhixing take out a porcelain bottle, tipping out a third-level upper-grade meat pill.

Xigou’s pupils constricted, and his tail started wagging uncontrollably, his face showing an involuntary look of eagerness.

Fang Zhixing flicked his finger, and the meat pill flew into the air.

With a whoosh, Xigou leapt from the spot, catching the meat pill perfectly in his mouth.

Gulp!

Xigou chewed a few times, the indescribable flavors of meat and medicine filling his mouth, an instant sense of comfort flooding him as if he was in blissful ascension.

Fang Zhixing packed his bags quickly.

Xigou blinked curiously, "Are you going out?"

Fang Zhixing nodded, "Yep, off to do a task."

Xigou, surprised, "Isn’t the 13th day tomorrow? Why head out so early?"

Fang Zhixing glances sideways at Xigou and countered, "What do you think?"

Xigou at first was taken aback, then quickly realized and replied, "Could Hongye be tattling?"

Fang Zhixing scoffed, "She’s been tormented half to death by me. She’ll have to lie in bed for at least a day before she can get up."

Boom!

Xigou was left speechless, his understanding of ’subduing’ and Fang Zhixing’s concept of it were not the same at all.

Man and dog left Yixiang House, riding through the streets and alleys, quickly leaving the Inner City.

They headed west, passing through the Outer City District’s horse track avenue rapidly, going straight along the path.

A fifty li journey was covered in less than an hour.

The third-level restricted area that emerged before them was located amidst a jungle of intricate terrain.

Because there was a dormant volcano near the restricted area, which produced beautiful agates, it was named the Agate Restricted Area.

Fang Zhixing rode into the Agate Camp, easily found an inn to stay in, and then sought out a guide.

Shortly after midday, guided by the guide, Fang Zhixing and Xigou entered the mist-enshrouded third-level restricted area.

"There are several places inside the Agate Restricted Area where snake-type mutant beasts are aplenty."

The guide was an old hand. Although he was only an early-stage Power Transmission Realm martial artist, he had roamed the Agate Restricted Area for more than thirty years and knew the ins and outs thoroughly.

Moments later, they entered a grassland.

Walking on the road, Fang Zhixing’s gaze flashed, suddenly noticing a black rhombus-patterned leopard, a second-level mutant beast.

He did not hesitate and immediately took up his bow and fired arrows.

Whoosh whoosh!

Two cold arrows shot out violently, accurately hitting the leopard’s two legs.

"Ah woo~"

The rhombus-patterned leopard wailed continuously, trying to escape but unable to run quickly.

"You wait here."

Fang Zhixing’s figure blurred, displaying Wind Divine Shadowless, transforming into a gust of wind, and dashed over with incredible speed.

The guide, with his low strength, naturally didn’t dare to show off, quickly lay on the ground, and didn’t dare to stick his head out.

A hundred meters away, Fang Zhixing pounced on the rhombus-patterned leopard like a fierce tiger, using both hands to grab its neck and pushed it to the ground.

The leopard couldn’t breathe and struggled violently.

Fang Zhixing pressed on the leopard, his legs clamping its abdomen, then with a roll, he hoisted the leopard on top of himself.

His right arm wrapped around the leopard’s neck, and his left arm assisted in locking it in a naked chokehold.

The rhombus-patterned leopard choked instantly, no matter how hard it struggled, it was all in vain.

After a moment, the second-level mutant beast was strangled to death.

[2, Strangle 10 lives to death (1/10)]

"Collect!"

With a thought from Fang Zhixing, the black rhombus-patterned leopard’s body rapidly withered and turned into ash that scattered with the wind.

"Just as simple as killing a second-level."

Fang Zhixing smiled lightly, feeling no pressure at all.

Honestly, if it weren’t for the task requiring him to "strangle to death," with his current strength, killing a second-level mutant beast would be as easy as crushing an ant.

Soon after, the two of them and Xigou continued on their way.

About two hours later, they arrived at a dark and terrifying forest.

This forest seemed very ancient, with tall and straight trees, dense branches and leaves, blocking the sky and sun, not allowing a single ray of light to penetrate.

"Sir, please be careful, there are lots of snakes in this forest, definitely third level ones."

The guide stopped outside the forest; he absolutely dared not enter the particularly dangerous area.

He couldn’t help but warn, "The light inside the forest is very dim, you can’t see anything clearly, but the snake mutant beasts can see you."

Fang Zhixing quickly understood in his heart, but he wasn’t concerned at all and without any hesitation, he barged into the forest.

In broad daylight, the forest was pitch black, almost to the point where you couldn’t see your hand in front of you.

The ground was extremely slippery, covered with damp moss everywhere.

"Red Blood Pupil·Open!"

After walking a hundred meters, Fang Zhixing quickly became a blind man with open eyes.

But in the next instant, his pupils were suddenly invaded by a bright and vivid red, turning into a pair of extraordinary and magical blood pupils.

All of a sudden!

The world before Fang Zhixing underwent an indescribable and magical change.

Trees, plants, and all the flying birds and insects, all manifested strands of vitality.

It was as if every plant in this place had the characteristics of a living organism, with blood flowing within its branches and leaves.

Shortly after, Fang Zhixing spotted a black-scale python over eight meters long, coiled around the trunk of a large tree, extremely concealed.

Just by human eyesight, even if you carried a lantern, you might not be able to notice its presence at first glance.

"Second level, huh?"

Fang Zhixing gripped the Wind Listening Blade, pointed his toes, leaped high, then stepped on the tree trunk, and sprung up again.

In almost the blink of an eye, he had jumped more than thirty meters high.

Swish!

Fang Zhixing swung his blade in a fierce stabbing motion.

With a "puchi," the Wind Listening Blade penetrated the python’s abdomen, nailing it to the tree trunk.

The black-scale python was sleeping one moment and awakened by severe pain the next, struggling frantically.

Fang Zhixing punched the snake on the head, leaving it dazed, then he wrapped his arms around its body, his arms coiling around its throat, and tightened his grip.

95,000 jin of strength burst forth, compressing the snake’s body violently, nearly flattening it.

A moment later, the black-scale python died of suffocation.

"So, snakes really can be strangled to death!"

Fang Zhixing laughed, a curious look flashing across his eyes.

He had never thought of something as bizarre as strangling a snake to death before, but today he had easily achieved this feat.

Soon, he strangled another second-level patterned python, the highly venomous kind.