Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 290 - 181 Transformation

Chapter 290: 181 Transformation

Of course, for experts of the Five Beasts Realm, this level of difficulty was nothing.

Everyone displayed their skills, climbing upwards.

Some were incredibly fast, moving as if on flat ground, as agile as monkeys—one look and you would know they were from the Spiritual Ape Series or the Shadow Leopard Series.

Others, however, simply could not move as swiftly; their movements slightly clumsy, clearly from the Mysterious Turtle and Giant Bear Series.

Xigou was dumbfounded and, looking up, asked, "Fang Zhixing, what about me? How about you carry me up?"

Fang Zhixing fell silent for a moment, then shook his head, "You don’t need to go up, just wait here."

"Uh, okay then."

Xigou didn’t really mind either way.

In fact, with Fang Zhixing’s combat strength, Xigou’s role was more for reconnaissance.

He could help with small matters, but couldn’t be relied upon for significant assistance.

At this time, Fang Zhixing was the only one left on the ground. He no longer hesitated and climbed up at an unhurried pace.

The cliff was not low in height, at a total of more than eight hundred meters.

The crowd took some effort to climb to the top.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Fang Zhixing looked around and quickly realized that they were behind a large fortress.

That fortress was Flying Eagle Castle, built into the mountain, with most of the structure embedded into the mountain.

The thick black walls were solid and impregnable.

Covering the walls were numerous dark green thorns and white roses, a sight both mysterious and grand.

Xin Zhanhong crouched on the ground, hidden behind the mountain.

Seeing this, the others followed suit.

Time flew by quickly.

Shortly after, as it was getting dark, a peculiar whistling was suddenly heard, the rhythm distinctly one long, one short, one long.

Xin Zhanhong immediately stood up.

Following this, a figure appeared from around the corner.

Everyone’s gaze sharpened as they saw a middle-aged man.

He wasn’t young, with slightly graying temples, dressed in grey as if he were a servant.

The grey-clad middle-aged man appeared nervous, cautiously approaching.

Without saying another word, Xin Zhanhong plucked a money pouch from his bosom and tossed it over.

The grey-clad man hastily picked up the pouch, looked inside, and his eyes suddenly gleamed with greed.

He swallowed, carefully tucking the pouch into his chest, gestured with his hand, and whispered, "Follow me."

Xin Zhanhong silently followed the grey-clad man forward.

Fang Zhixing and the others followed closely behind.

The group followed the winding path, gradually approaching Flying Eagle Castle.

Soon, a foul stench wafted towards them, exceedingly pungent and nauseating.

Fang Zhixing looked up and quickly identified the source of the foul odor—it was a sewer pipe.

The grey-clad man pulled out a handkerchief, covered his mouth, and then crawled into it.

Xin Zhanhong remained expressionless, simply covering his mouth with his hand, stepping on the filth beneath, and walked into the sewer.

Seeing this, what else could the others do? They grimaced and reluctantly followed after him.

Thankfully, the sewer wasn’t very long and there was a stairway at the end.

Fresh air flowed in from above.

They nearly flew out of there at top speed.

What appeared before them was a long alley, separated by a high wall.

To the side were several flat carts with pails and chamber pots placed on them.

Not far away, a natural stream flowed, washing away the filth on the ground.

It wasn’t hard to see that this was where Flying Eagle Castle managed its excrement.

Servants would transport the waste here, then dump it into the sewer.

The grey-clad middle-aged man whispered, "Follow this alley straight to the end, and after passing through an iron door, you will enter the inside of the castle."

Xin Zhanhong asked, "Is the iron door locked?"

Patting a bunch of keys at his waist, the grey-clad man said, "The keys are in my hands; the iron door is open."

Understanding, Xin Zhanhong waved his hand and immediately dashed forward, silently and swiftly.

Fang Zhixing and the others quickened their pace to catch up.

Soon, they saw the iron door.

By that time, it was dark outside, and the castle was lit with oil lamps.

Through the iron door, it was clear that the castle was divided into three levels—upper, middle, and lower—with an interior courtyard layout.

Fang Zhixing and the others were on the lowest level.

They quickly passed through the iron door, rounded a screen wall, and a square corridor appeared before them, opening suddenly into a large hall.

"Hey-ha~"

In that moment, dozens of young people were exercising in the hall center, sweating profusely. They were arranged in a formation, their movements uniform and vigorous.

Xin Zhanhong no longer hid; he strutted out, plainly showing himself.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing and the others swaggered into the hall as well.

The young people immediately stopped, looking with surprise and doubt at the black-clothed, masked figures.

They were too young, inexperienced, and hadn’t even encountered the real Jianghu. They had never seen such a sight before.

"Kill!"

Xin Zhanhong gave the order dispassionately.

In an instant, a black-clothed figure, like a fierce tiger pouncing down the mountain, moved swiftly and violently struck a young man on the forehead with an iron fist, packed with horrifying force.

Bang!

The young man’s head flew off, his death utterly tragic.

As his body fell, his companions around him were also killed one after another.

In a matter of moments, blood and flesh flew, a sight too horrible to endure.

"Save me!"

"Master, Elder!"

Panic-stricken screams and pitiful cries quickly spread throughout the entire fortress.

Upper and middle levels immediately erupted into chaotic footsteps, bustling with activity.

But in less than thirty seconds, all the young people in the hall were sprawled amongst blood pools, none spared.

Xin Zhanhong stood firm, and ordered again, "You head upstairs."