God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 533 - 573rd - , Terrifying Monk

Chapter 533: 573rd Chapter, Terrifying Monk

Leaving the vegetable garden near where Zhu Youde stayed, Fang Yi started to stroll around Yunfei Mansion again.

Along the way, Fang Yi saw some luxury cars, most worth between three to four hundred thousand—a status that wasn’t too high, but certainly not modest. Seeing so many, he couldn’t help clicking his tongue in admiration, thinking even the prestigious Hundred Immortals Sect wouldn’t dare to come here for an inspection.

Fang Yi also lit himself a cigarette, holding it in his mouth and wandered aimlessly with his hands in his pockets, as if admiring the scenery. Perhaps a blind cat might run into a dead mouse?

"Ptui, ptui, ptui, what blind cat? I, Fang Yi, can see through everything," he said, lifting his head high, looking like a ruffian strolling through Yunfei Mansion, totally out of sync with the atmosphere of the place.

He encountered a guard on the road and immediately adjusted his demeanor. He figured with the way he was walking, if he went out on the streets, there would probably be many who’d want to hit him.

Having wandered around for an entire round, Fang Yi hadn’t seen any trace of Ma Yong. He chuckled wryly; searching this way was a waste of both time and energy. Finding someone in the vast Yunfei Mansion was no easy task.

This was a residence for officials, and they were all high-ranking ones at that. Fang Yi didn’t dare to act rashly, considering the potential repercussions. After pondering for a moment, he decided to withdraw and come back later at night.

Just as Fang Yi was preparing to leave, he noticed a man and a woman approaching in the distance. The man walked with steady strides, and from his lower body, he appeared to be a martial artist, but it was the woman following him that aroused Fang Yi’s suspicion.

She wasn’t dressed too revealingly, her fashionable attire exuded charm and most notably a hint of worldliness. More so, it appeared that she frequented nightclubs and bars, judging from the look between her brows.

This type of woman wasn’t impossible to find in Yunfei Mansion, but such brazenness was unlikely. Not to mention the officials, even celebrities usually kept a low profile, so what about the high-ranking officials?

Therefore, this worldly woman wasn’t here to see those officials, but to...

A thought struck Fang Yi. After the man and woman passed by, he followed them discreetly and eventually came to a villa.

This villa wasn’t too luxurious, after all, it housed officials. The man and woman entered, and Fang Yi memorized the place before retreating.

As the night fell, around three or four in the morning, Fang Yi returned.

This time of the night, when people are in their deepest sleep, is also the best time to take action. Fang Yi was wary of the guards during the day, hence his stealthy nighttime operation.

Instead of entering Yunfei Mansion through the main entrance, Fang Yi climbed over the wall. Once inside, he headed straight for the villa. Upon arrival, he frowned because he saw patrollers beneath the villa, one of whom was the man he had seen during the day.

"Ma Yong, who would believe you weren’t here?" Fang Yi thought with a serious expression, suddenly realizing a problem.

Ma Yong was supposed to be an insignificant character, yet why did he possess documents like land deeds and was arranged to take refuge here? Considering this, Ma Yong’s role seemed too significant—raising suspicions that something was amiss.

And perhaps, behind Ma Yong, there must be a prominent figure lending support.

What made Fang Yi curious was who this significant person could be? Were they targeting him?

However, Fang Yi didn’t dwell on it too much. The most pressing matter was to see Ma Yong first. Probabl, only by holding a knife to Ma Yong’s throat would he be able to learn the truth of the matter.

Without further hesitation, Fang Yi approached the villa. Employing Divine Travel Steps, he moved silently. With his Earth Level Stage Five cultivation, avoiding the eyes and ears of the few patrollers wasn’t difficult.

After getting close to the villa, Fang Yi scaled the wall directly like a gecko, climbing swiftly upwards.

Fang Yi had no idea where Ma Yong was in the villa, so he had no choice but to enter the house and search slowly.

He began searching from the bedrooms upstairs. After searching around, he didn’t find any trace of Ma Yong, and Fang Yi slightly furrowed his brows, "Not upstairs, could he be downstairs?"

Fang Yi immediately descended the stairs, arriving in the living room. He searched each room, but still did not find Ma Yong.

Fang Yi’s frown deepened, and a sense of foreboding began to rise in his heart. This was due to the sixth sense he had honed on the battlefield, which was incredibly accurate.

He couldn’t go on searching like this, but a voice in his head told him he hadn’t checked the underground basement!

After only a moment’s hesitation, Fang Yi pushed open the door to the basement and followed the stairs down.

Upon reaching the basement, Fang Yi smelled a faint scent of blood. Just then, the lights in the basement suddenly turned on, and Fang Yi instantly shrank behind a piece of concealment like a ghost.

What he saw next made the muscles around his eyes twitch.

On the opposite wall, a woman was completely naked, her limbs fixed to the wall in the shape of a large "X." Her body bore countless bloody whip marks, and her pretty face was marred with scars, looking absolutely terrifying. She was the prostitute Fang Yi had seen during the day.

The woman also saw Fang Yi, pleading looks in her eyes, and she struggled with all her might, weakly calling out, "Save me... save me... save... save me..."

Sweat seeped from Fang Yi’s forehead, not from fear or terror, but because the woman’s current plight stirred a sense of pity and compassion in him, yet he could not go over.

That was because Fang Yi had noticed a camera in one corner of this basement.

"I’m sorry, I can’t save you," Fang Yi said in a low voice, deciding to leave. His original intention had been to find Ma Yong, not to rescue someone. If he could save her, he certainly would, but if he couldn’t... Fang Yi would not take the risk.

Just as Fang Yi was about to leave, at that moment, from a shadowed area, an aged and deep voice sounded.

"Benevolent one, since you have come, why not stay and discuss the dharma with this poor monk?"

Out of the shadows emerged a monk in a kasaya.

This monk appeared to be in his forties, with a bald head and ritual scars on his scalp. As he came forward, an intangible and tremendous pressure emanated towards Fang Yi.

That invisible, immense pressure was like a stance, similar to the kind you feel when you see a battle-hardened soldier. Even if they don’t show it intentionally, just the look in their eyes, which betrays having killed, is enough to make one’s heart shudder.

And the monk in front of Fang Yi gave him exactly such a sensation.

Fang Yi felt an inexplicable tension emanating from the monk and began to slowly retreat while saying, "Let’s skip the discussion on dharma; you don’t seem like a good monk."

The monk’s face twisted in an instant, becoming ferocious and terrifying, as he said in a cold tone, "Since you do not wish to stay and discuss dharma with this poor monk, then let this poor monk spread dharma to you!"

With one step forward, the monk closed the distance, facing Fang Yi with a sinister smile, and delivered a palm strike.