Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 693 - 432: The Beginning of the Great Calamity?

Chapter 693: Chapter 432: The Beginning of the Great Calamity?

The words had fallen, and a brief silence enveloped the two.

The middle-aged beauty felt an instinctive urge to deny Zhou the fatty’s words and even absurd ideas began to rise in her head to refute him.

For instance, someone could have murdered Old Tian, then stuffed his head into Xu Changtian’s hands.

Or perhaps Old Tian had killed himself for amusement.

After all,

according to the common sense she had formed over a century, with Old Tian’s cultivation level, even if he stood still and let Xu Changtian chop at him for three days and nights, the only outcome would be Xu Changtian dying of exhaustion.

But as soon as these thoughts flashed by, the middle-aged beauty forcefully suppressed them.

She recalled their ultimate goal for this journey.

The great calamity of the world...

Common sense could not be applied to the onset of a great calamity.

Wasn’t this bizarre turn of events right before her eyes proof that Xu Changtian was indeed the onset of the world’s great calamity?

Taking a slow breath of turbid air, the middle-aged beauty whispered,

"It seems Taishi brother was not wrong. This Xu Changtian indeed has an inextricable connection with the world’s great calamity. We must eliminate him on this trip!"

Hearing this, Zhou the fatty’s eyes twitched uncontrollably, and he stole a glance at the woman beside him, his gaze filled with annoyance.

He came here to pick on the weak, and now that the situation was off, he naturally had to withdraw first. Yet this woman actually planned on killing Xu Changtian.

If Xu Changtian indeed had the ability to kill Old Tian instantly, did she really think the two of them combined would survive?

Even if Xu Changtian truly was the harbinger of the world’s great calamity, didn’t they still have the Pavilion Master above to bear the burden?

After a brief silence, Zhou the fatty carefully chose his words, looking at the dense fog around them:

"This deepest mist is somewhat similar to the Chaotic Inheritance Formation. If not for my soulwood divine sight, even with my cultivation, I would only be able to perceive within a thirty-zhang radius. If we truly end up fighting, we will probably be at a disadvantage everywhere."

For cultivators of their level, a thirty-zhang range was extremely short, virtually akin to fighting with their senses closed off.

It was far too passive to fight like this, so we should withdraw first.

The middle-aged beauty, as if she didn’t catch the immediate implication in Zhou the fatty’s words, pondered for a moment before asking softly,

"How far are we from Xu Changtian’s location?"

"About a hundred zhang."

"We are already so close, and he hasn’t made a move?"

"He hasn’t."

Zhou the fatty stared intently at the two seemingly statuesque figures deep within the mist; choosing to be direct this time, he said:

"That kid possesses the ability to instantly kill Old Zhou. If we continue to advance, we may be in danger."

The middle-aged beauty fell silent for an instant, a hint of disgust appearing in her eyes:

"Zhou the fatty, with the world’s great calamity at stake, do you actually consider self-preservation at this moment?"

"....." Zhou the fatty smacked his lips but did not immediately respond.

That was a heavy accusation,

Publicly speaking, eliminating the world’s great calamity was the absolute political correctness within Jiatiange.

Privately, for the powerhouses who grew under the control of Jiatiange, the great calamity was deeply rooted in their hearts.

If possible, he certainly also wished to eradicate this harbinger of calamity right here and now, but the question was, could the two of them achieve that?

The woman had not seen the eerie state of the two figures in the depths.

Yet, through Zhou the fatty’s soulwood divine vision, he could clearly see what the two figures looked like.

The two figures were connected by a strange wooden knife.

The handle was held in Old Tian’s hand, while the blade was buried in Xu Changtian’s chest.

Initially, it seemed as if Old Tian wanted to dismember Xu Changtian’s corpse; with one strike from the shoulder, he chopped diagonally to the waist, leaving a huge, ferocious wound that nearly tore the lad’s body in half.

Knowing that Old Tian was a Mortal Transcendence cultivator who had mastered "Dao Charm" and "will," taking a hit from him was almost certain death, even for fellow Mortal Transcendence cultivators.

Beyond this ferocious injury, Xu Changtian’s forehead also bore an inch-wide hole.

But even so, Xu Changtian still stood there, head hanging down, eyes lifeless.

Yet from the exterior, there was no sign that he was alive at all, but due to the obstruction of mist, Zhou the fatty couldn’t sense with his Energy Mechanism whether the other party was still alive.

However, it was clear that Old Tian was dead, and his death was gruesome.

The severed neck was left with uneven layers of muscle and viscous blood, as though someone had forcefully torn off the head by holding the shoulder and supporting the jaw, with bright red blood splattered everywhere.

Moreover, at the center of that dark fog, the ground was now covered with an unidentified black, gelatinous, fungus-like organism slowly wriggling.

Upon seeing this eerie scene, unless someone was a Saint or Semi-Saint, who would be foolish enough to stir trouble?

Seeing Zhou the fatty remaining silent, the middle-aged beauty’s eyes brimmed with increased loathing, and she spoke in a low voice,

"If you will not go, then return and report these changes to Taishi brother. I, Fu Qinggeng, will proceed alone."

Zhou the fatty sighed quietly and said quietly,

"That’s not what I meant. The current situation obviously needs more thoughtful planning... "

"Zhou Bowen."

The middle-aged beauty interrupted him, her voice soft, "The existence of Jiatiange is to protect the human race. Now that the onset of the world’s great calamity lies before us, I, Fu Qinggeng, cannot bring myself to live just for the sake of surviving."

Having said that,

she took out a Soft Sword from her Sumeru Ring and started walking slowly towards the depths of the black fog, operating her Cultivation