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Chapter 689 - 587: Madness
Chapter 689: Chapter 587: Madness
Qingli Fei Family.
"Cough cough..."
Inside the flower hall, a fit of violent coughing echoes.
"Family Head? I’m coming in."
Fei Wu enters the flower hall, shivering involuntarily.
Even though he is now at the eighth level of Qi Sensing, capable of Body Flight and protecting himself with Gang Qi, he still can’t help but feel a bit creepy the moment he steps into the hall.
The light in the flower hall is dim, colorful paper figures stand all around, some missing arms, some lacking a leg, some with half a face gone, yet their cheeks remain vividly rouged.
Tee-hee...
In the breeze, a child’s laughter is heard from somewhere.
The light flickers, making the faces of the paper figures eerily unstable.
There are paper tigers and paper wolves gazing around...
In a trance, Fei Wu almost thinks he’s stumbled into some demon lair, surrounded by monsters and specters.
’Though the Paper Folding Skill is widely spread, there are taboos within it. Once used, it’s deemed Demon Path...For instance, forcibly prohibiting living souls from entering the papermen...’
A thought arises in Fei Wu’s mind: ’Though this can make the papermen more powerful, the souls trapped within are forever unable to reincarnate, incredibly ominous. Even in Blood Shadow Sect, few cultivate this technique, and on Righteous Path grounds, if discovered, the consequences are unimaginable...’
He thinks of some intelligence the family’s secret guards have obtained, his mood grows heavier.
"It’s Fei Wu...Why aren’t you preparing to take over as the new Family Head, why come to me?"
At this moment, an aged voice sounds.
Fei Wu sees Fei Shentong.
But Fei Shentong now hardly resembles his former self.
His entire being is covered in wrinkled skin, exuding an indescribable decay, his face full of ravines showing not a trace of vitality, only a pair of lifeless eyes that occasionally shift slightly.
"Family Head, how can you say that? You are forever the best Family Head of ours."
Fei Wu hurriedly expresses his loyalty.
As Fei Shentong continues using the Paper Folding Technique, consuming lifespan, his temperament seems affected by the sinister arts, becoming unpredictable, even executing a family elder days ago.
Although Fei Wu is the designated next Family Head, he can only express loyalty.
"Eh?"
He walks past a screen, his expression suddenly changes.
Behind the screen is a fire basin.
Among the fire basin, half a burning paperman’s face, and many paper money...
"This..."
Fei Wu’s eyelid twitches.
"Cough cough...The paperman art is too evil, to prevent mischief after I die, these papermen can only be burnt...cough cough..."
Fei Shentong coughs a few times, looking even more ashen.
’Nonsense...Papermen left by the Paper Folding Technique at most decrease in power due to not being used by the sacrificer, never heard of haunting, unless...it’s papermen made by the living soul sacrifice method...’
Fei Wu inwardly retorts, but outwardly more sincere: "I see..."
He looks at the fire basin again, vaguely sees a little girl’s face amidst the flames, seemingly crying, possibly giggling.
Quickly turning away, not daring to look further.
...
"Cough cough...I know I am dying."
Fei Shentong lets Fei Wu sit, speaking to himself: "Years ago...I had to recruit Poison Dragon Slope for the grand affairs of our Fei Family...Now, though our Fei Family has recovered somewhat, Poison Dragon Slope has advanced with one more Post Realm Qi Sensing, very prosperous..."
"Yes, this is most worrisome..." Fei Wu is equally troubled.
If the Fei Family still had Dao Foundation Realm cultivators, Poison Dragon Slope’s level of strength would be negligible, easily accommodated.
But the key is the Fei Family doesn’t!
Before exterminating the Yin Family, they even failed to find the family’s Dragon King Ginseng, unsure if it’s hidden or taken by other looters.
This nearly brought Fei Shentong despair.
Without Dragon King Ginseng, when the time of sixty years comes, what does he have to exchange for the Upper Sect’s Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects?
Without Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects, how can the Fei Family produce Dao Foundation cultivators generation after generation?
However, this news was jointly kept secret by Fei Shentong and Fei Wu, while desperately tracking the Dragon King Ginseng’s whereabouts, with Fei Shentong even dueling many times.
Additionally, they’ve been using the Fei Family’s wealth to discreetly purchase a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object.
"With my impending death, I must do something for the Fei Family before dying...Then assassinate that Fang Xing."
Fei Shentong calmly suggests: "Once Fang Xing is dead, even though Poison Dragon Slope still has Lv Feng, it’s not a threat, though the fame won’t sound good. I’m dying anyway, if the matter leaks, you can blame it all on me..."
After all, Poison Dragon Slope firmly stands with the Fei Family, the two families are related by marriage.
Back then, the Fei Family escaped calamity, greatly owing to Poison Dragon Slope’s help.
These years, it’s been publicized by both sides as such.
"Though we are Righteous Path, we cannot be constrained by its reputation...The Fei Family ancestors exploited and seized, building today’s foundation."
Fei Wu replied as follows.
"Hmm, I don’t think our generation is quite capable, but in the next generation, there are still a few seeds of Dao Foundation... As long as we can obtain a Spiritual Object for Dao Foundation, we can give it a try... These two matters are most crucial."
Fei Shentong nodded.
Suddenly, a breeze blew, and a paper crane flew in.
Fei Shentong reached out to catch it, his face lighting up with joy: "A Spiritual Object for Dao Foundation... finally has some leads."
"Oh?"
Fei Wu was also overjoyed: "It seems fate truly favors our Fei Family."
He took the paper crane, glanced at it, and frowned: "The Qiao Family Merchant Guild? The Qiao Family once produced a cultivator in the Dao Foundation Realm, and had good relations with several Dao Foundation Families... Now Qiao Family’s guild head ’Qiao Wuyong’ is at the ninth level of Qi Sensing and is about to form a foundation... The Qiao Family has been searching everywhere and has already purchased a Spiritual Object for Dao Foundation. If this is discovered, our Fei Family will surely be condemned by everyone."
"As always, I will handle it, and try to silence the witnesses... If the matter is exposed, just put all the blame on me."
The elder-looking Fei Shentong said.
If there were Dragon King Ginseng, perhaps he wouldn’t be so aggressive.
But the key is, the Dragon King Ginseng is gone, so careful planning is necessary to let the Fei Family produce another Dao Foundation realm cultivator, then slowly accumulate resources...
...
A few months later.
Poison Dragon Slope.
Vast bamboo forest.
Fang Xing stretched out his hand, allowing a paper crane to land in his palm.
The paper crane unfolded itself, transforming into a sheet of letter paper.
This was a letter forwarded by Song Yunyun, from Fei Yong.
It mainly described daily practices at Qingmu Ridge, but reading it carefully, one could discern some patterns in the sect’s operations.
"Fei Yong is quite clever after all..."
Fang Xing nodded, looking at the end of the letter, noticing Song Yunyun’s gratitude, he immediately understood: ’This is thanks for letting Fei Yong stay away from trouble? It seems Fei Shentong is indeed nearing death, but this transition of family head is still somewhat turbulent?’
Honestly, whether Fei Yong becomes the family head or not, Fang Xing isn’t really concerned.
He glanced at the diligent little ginseng spirit, Little Green, who was busy tending the garden. Suddenly, Little Green seemed to sense something, its tiny white foot paused, and it burrowed into the soil, vanishing from sight: "The troublesome guest is coming..."
Fang Xing looked aside, and not long after, Lv Feng approached, a hint of panic on his face: "Uncle Fang... something terrible has happened. The Qiao Family caravan was attacked by rogue cultivators, with no survivors under Qiao’s management."
"Hmm?"
Fang Xing’s expression shifted: "Is it true?"
"It’s true..." Lv Feng seemed somewhat unsettled: "The Qiao Family caravan is our largest client, but now with the Qiao Family Guild considerably weakened... the caravan cannot be reformed, what should we do with the Poison Dragon Gall, herbs, Spiritual Pearls, Spirit Shells, and bamboo paper we’ve accumulated?"
"We’ve had decades of friendship with Qiao Wuyong, and all you’re concerned about is these?"
Fang Xing gave his inept nephew a sidelong glance: "Which rogue cultivators were responsible?"
"Unknown, we only know the attackers were extremely ruthless. The entire caravan was not only killed, but their souls were taken... all clues were obliterated, making it difficult to investigate. Even the Qiao Family’s hired Dao Foundation realm cultivator couldn’t find any trace of the culprit..."
"Seems like they came prepared. Did Qiao Wuyong offend someone? Or is this purely a conflict of interest?"
Fang Xing pondered, then looked at Lv Feng: "I’ve told you before, we shouldn’t be too reliant on the Qiao Family caravan. This is a good opportunity to establish Poison Dragon Slope’s own caravan and sell our goods everywhere..."
"This..." Lv Feng was clearly hesitant.
Forming a caravan isn’t a small task; it requires selecting a team of good hands, both smart and capable, and possessing high cultivation levels.
Then traveling everywhere to sell goods is hard work, not only delaying cultivation but also possibly facing various dangers, leading to a quick demise.
Even after all that bustle, in the end, it might earn less than selling to the Qiao Family caravan.
Lv Feng clearly had no interest in this task.
At this point, after thinking it over, he could only timidly suggest: "How about... we just sell these accumulated goods to the Cloud Coming Square market this time?"
"That would likely need a significant discount, if you want to sell, do it, but don’t involve me."
Fang Xing waved his hand to dismiss Lv Feng, then made himself a cup of tea: "Life is like the tide, people like water, how few return from the world..."
Honestly, Qiao Wuyong was a decent person, and their relationship was also quite good.
But unexpectedly he died so suddenly.
This made Fang Xing feel a bit sentimental, but that’s all it was.
Across the world, no one is immune to death, and unexpected events could happen at any time.
He silently poured a cup of tea for Qiao Wuyong, as a form of tribute.
’Qiao Wuyong reached the ninth level of Qi Sensing, traveled far and wide, and was well-informed... Whoever killed him, it was either a Dao Foundation expert or a top hand among the ninth level of Qi Sensing...’
’Could an ordinary rogue cultivator be this formidable?’
A suspicion surfaced in Fang Xing’s mind, but he didn’t delve deeper, nor did he intend to avenge Qiao Wuyong.
"Xiao Hei!"
He called out, and a black snake immediately slithered over.
"Enlightenment Technique!"
Fang Xing sent a ball of green light into the black snake, perceiving it slightly, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good... after this shedding, you should be able to advance to the ninth level of Qi Sensing."
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