Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 373 - 222 Snatch Love

Chapter 373: 222 Snatch Love

A man and his dog no longer hesitated, and swaggered into Black Stone Town.

At that moment, Black Stone Town was bustling with excitement.

Someone had killed a rebel in the street and severely wounded seven or eight others, drawing many rebels to the scene.

Their anger boiling, they began a furious manhunt.

Little did they expect...

"It’s, it’s him!"

Suddenly, a rebel pointed at Fang Zhixing, who was approaching from a distance, and screamed in alarm.

Hundreds of rebels simultaneously turned their heads, their gazes fixating on Fang Zhixing.

However, their attention was quickly drawn to Xigou.

For many, it was their first time seeing such a ferocious giant wolf, and it scared them to the point of weakness in the knees.

The previously noisy street suddenly fell silent.

The group of rebels silently watched Fang Zhixing approach, not daring to let out even a fart.

This scene...

Wang Jiayun’s spirit was greatly lifted, flames of hatred burning in her eyes. Her hands clenched into fists, she could hardly wait to kill all the rebels.

Before long, Fang Zhixing arrived in front of the rebels, who spontaneously began to step back.

The two, along with their dog, pressed forward, while the rebels silently retreated backward, the situation both comical and amusing.

A moment later, they arrived in front of a high-walled estate.

The gate was wide open, and a burly middle-aged man with a square face and a crooked nose, sporting a short beard and belting a long sword, stepped out from inside.

"Hero, that’s Yue Pingjiang!"

Wang Jiayun’s eyes blazed with fury as she stared venomously at the middle-aged man, her teeth grinding together.

At that moment, Yue Pingjiang had just received a report from his subordinates, informing him that a martial artist from Jianghu had arrived in town, apparently a tough one to handle.

He assessed Fang Zhixing with a cold gaze, as well as the two-meter-tall giant wolf, causing his heart to shudder and his breath to catch.

The giant wolf was imposing, very likely a Second Level Mutant Beast.

The mere presence of this giant wolf put tremendous pressure on him.

Not to mention, there was also a young man whose strength was unknown.

Yue Pingjiang’s mind raced, and with a stiff smile plastered across his face, he cupped his hands and said, "I am Yue Pingjiang, serving under Commander Greedy Wolf. May I inquire as to who you are?"

Fang Zhixing glanced at him and said indifferently, "Hand over the ’Antelope Sword Scripture’, and don’t make me wait too long."

Yue Pingjiang became furious, his eyes bulging as he yelled, "You’ve got some nerve, demanding something belonging to the righteous army!"

Fang Zhixing’s figure blurred, suddenly vanishing from his original spot.

"What the?!"

Yue Pingjiang’s vision blurred, and in the next instant, his view was completely filled by a towering figure.

All he felt was tightness in his chest, followed by a dizzy spell. By the time he regained his senses, he was on one knee, clutching his chest.

Fang Zhixing instructed, "There’s a saying that goes, ’A toast not eaten is a penalty drunk.’ But let me tell you, you’re not even worthy of drinking my toast."

After hearing these words, Yue Pingjiang vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wah" sound, pain assaulting his body so intense that his eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

The onlooking rebels stared in shock, exchanging looks of sheer horror.

"Wah~"

Yue Pingjiang spat out another mouthful of blood, his body trembling uncontrollably. He struggled to stand, saying in terror, "Mercy, noble sir."

Fang Zhixing’s lips curled slightly, his expression a smirk, "Don’t worry, I won’t kill you."

Yue Pingjiang responded quickly, "Good, I believe you are a man of your word. I’ll give you the Cultivation Technique right away."

He turned and staggered towards the courtyard, blood flowing from his mouth and nose as he walked.

Fang Zhixing followed, casting a glance at Wang Jiayun.

At that moment, Miss Wang from the Wang Family was slightly bowing her head, her face as cold as frost and seething with murderous intent, like an enraged lioness.

Soon after, Yue Pingjiang entered a study and retrieved a thick secret manual with a black cover.

Fang Zhixing took it and handed it to Wang Jiayun, instructing, "Check it."

Wang Jiayun swiftly flipped through it and nodded her head.

Fang Zhixing was delighted inside and quickly asked, "What about the Visualization Diagram?"

Wang Jiayun glanced at Yue Pingjiang and, under his watchful eye, she approached a bookshelf against the wall.

She moved the bookshelf aside, crouched down, and lifted a green stone slab.

Beneath it was a small space, and a long, brocaded box was placed there.

"You, could you be..."

Yue Pingjiang was astounded, only at this moment recognizing who Wang Jiayun was.

What astonished him even more was that the Visualization Diagram he had been desperately seeking was right beside him, only a few meters away.

With this thought in mind, a wave of frustration welled up in him, and Yue Pingjiang slumped into a chair, his face a picture of ugliness.

Fang Zhixing took the long, brocaded box and opened it, revealing a scroll inside.

Without hesitation, he spread it out.

As the scroll unwound, the Visualization Diagram that came into view was a pair of ram’s horns.

Not Mutant Beast Totems, but a pair of sky-piercing ram’s horns.

Every detail on the ram’s horns was meticulously rendered, so realistic that one could clearly see the twisting spiral patterns covering their surface, along with the nicks and notches from impacts.

Shortly after, the System Panel suddenly flashed with light.

[3. Collect 5 or more complete Visualization Diagrams (1/5)]

"Excellent!"

Fang Zhixing’s heart swelled with joy, as he hadn’t expected to so easily collect a Visualization Diagram for the Demon Transformation Technique.

The Full Level Conditions soon appeared before him as well.

[Antelope Sword Scripture First Layer Full Level Conditions:

1. Comprehend and master the Secret Skill of Unity of Man and Sword (incomplete)

2. Read the Cultivation Technique content 10 times, visualize the totem over 500 times (incomplete)

3. Hunt eight Fourth Level sheep-type Mutant Beasts (incomplete)

4. Forge a sword embryo into shape (incomplete)]

"Only four conditions?"

Fang Zhixing shook his head inwardly, he was adept with the broadsword, and sword skills were entirely a different style, indeed not quite fitting for him.

He didn’t intend to practice this ’Antelope Sword Scripture.’

"You villain, I will kill you!"

Just then, Wang Jiayun suddenly pulled out a dagger and rushed towards Yue Pingjiang, stabbing it into his chest.

Thump~

Yue Pingjiang’s eyes bulged out instantly, as he watched Wang Jiayun thrust the knife towards him.

But he was gravely injured and completely drained, unable to move at all.

"Wow!" Yue Pingjiang spat out a mouthful of blood, spraying it onto Wang Jiayun’s face.

His face was filled with unwillingness and despair as he slowly slid off the chair and soon breathed his last.

"Ah, Commander Yue has been killed!"

The rebels, hair standing on end in terror, were panic-stricken. Some stood frozen in place, not knowing what to do, while others turned tail and ran.

Fang Zhixing packed up the Visualization Diagram and Cultivation Technique and handed them back to Wang Jiayun.

"Hero, you don’t want it?"

Wiping the blood off her face, Wang Jiayun felt immensely relieved and asked in surprise.

Fang Zhixing shook his head and said, "This Cultivation Technique isn’t suitable for me; it’s of no use to me."

Wang Jiayun hesitated and asked, "Then how shall I repay you?"

Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "No need for repayment. After all, it was you who killed Yue Pingjiang. I just helped a little."

After a brief pause, Wang Jiayun turned and made a round in the study.

Soon, she dragged over two large chests and opened them.

One was filled with gold ingots, while the other contained various valuable gold and silver jewelry.

"Most of the money Yue Pingjiang looted from my home is here. Please accept it, Hero," said Wang Jiayun earnestly.

Fang Zhixing narrowed his eyes and said indifferently, "You should know restraint as a person. What else do you want?"

Wang Jiayun knelt down again, kowtowing and said, "Hero, my family has been harmed, and I am alone without support. However, my family has a distant relative living within ’Dan Yun City.’ I hope the hero can escort me there."

She lifted her head, looking pitiful and said, "Once we reach Dan Yun City, in addition to these riches, I will give you another generous gift."

Fang Zhixing’s eyes narrowed slightly as he clicked his tongue and said, "Oh? You have another big gift?"

Wang Jiayun replied, "My ancestors have three residences in Dan Yun City; each one is worth no less than a million Big Coins."

Fang Zhixing understood and asked, "In which direction is Dan Yun City?"

"South."

Wang Jiayun answered, "Dan Yun City is upstream from the capital of Dan State, no more than two hundred and eighty miles away."

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but fall into thought.

At this moment, Xigou telepathically said, "All things considered, this deal isn’t too bad. You’ve lost the backing of the noble clans, and from now on, you have to earn money on your own. Opportunities to make this much money at once are rare."

Fang Zhixing thought it made sense; his expenses had always been considerable, and even a lot of money would run out eventually, so he needed to prepare more.

"Hmm, it happens to be on the way, anyway."

So, Fang Zhixing nodded and said, "Alright, you can come with me."

In no time at all, a majestic carriage left the mansion, traversed the long streets, and departed from Black Stone Town.

The coachman was Wang Jiayun, with Fang Zhixing and Xigou sitting inside.

Being a local, Wang Jiayun was quite familiar with the surrounding roads. With her driving the carriage, it saved Fang Zhixing a lot of effort.

Clip-clop-clip-clop~

The carriage galloped along the road, vanishing into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

"Hero, it’s getting dark. There’s a village ahead where we can stay for the night," said Wang Jiayun, who had been quiet all along, suddenly speaking up.

Fang Zhixing nodded and said, "Okay."

After a while, the carriage stopped.

Fang Zhixing stepped out of the carriage and looked around, frowning.

The village in front of him had been destroyed by fire, charred black, with only two or three thatched cottages remaining.

Bones were scattered on the ground, and there wasn’t a living soul in sight.

Seeing this scene, Wang Jiayun said indignantly, "My wet nurse comes from this village. Since the rebels arrived, there have been battles everywhere, killings and arson, stealing grain and money, destroying everything."

Fang Zhixing was noncommittal.

Based on what he had seen and heard, it seemed less like the poor were rising up in rebellion and more like a riot.

Those long oppressed by the noble clans, once they made up their minds to resist, could unleash an unimaginable level of destructive frenzy.

Fang Zhixing entered one of the thatched huts, gave it a quick look around, and found that everything in the house had been looted, not even pots and pans were left behind.

They made do and stayed for the night, and the next morning they continued on their way.

Three days later, they finally arrived at "Xifeng Town."

Luckily, this "Xifeng Town" was located in "Yulan County," one of the two remaining county towns not conquered by the rebels.

Wang Jiayun drove the carriage into the town, only to find it in a state of desolation as well.

Those with money had fled, leaving only the poor behind, either because they couldn’t leave or had nowhere to go.

There was surprisingly an inn still open in the town.

The owners were an old couple who probably thought they couldn’t escape, and rather than die outside, they preferred to die at home.

The elderly couple warmly welcomed Fang Zhixing.

"Innkeeper, prepare some bathwater for me."

Fang Zhixing urgently ordered, unable to wait.

Having had no chance to bathe while on the run, he smelled unbearably foul.

Xigou smelled even worse, a pungent kind of stink.

The old couple quickly heated up the water and prepared three big bathtubs.

Fang Zhixing and Xigou in one room, they gleefully took a bath.

Wang Jiayun stayed in the next room and also had a bath.

The night went by swiftly.

The next morning, Fang Zhixing walked out of his room and turned his head, only to see a young woman in a white outfit standing on the corridor.

Her long hair flowed like a waterfall, her eyes bright and teeth white, with a deep glint shining in her profound eyes.

Her complexion was exceptionally fair, her figure graceful and vibrant, radiating youthful beauty.

Standing there, her long legs were slender and toned, her waist seemed to be just a handful, and her chest was notably proud.

Fang Zhixing’s brows raised; Wang Jiayun, having washed off the grime on her face, now revealed her true looks, which were quite pleasing to the eye and held a hint of springtime allure.

He had seen many beauties before, and there were not many who could instantly dazzle him.

Wang Jiayun was just a hair’s breadth away from that kind of breathtaking beauty that claimed lives.