Star Sky Professional
Chapter 690 - 588: Courting Death

Chapter 690: Chapter 588: Courting Death

The night was deep.

Fei Shentong, dressed in black, with a black cloth covering his face, arrived at Poison Dragon Slope.

He glanced at East Peak, a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

Lv Feng is easily dealt with by a single paperman under his command.

Fei Family’s biggest concern now is Fang Xing!

’I have already renounced the position of Family Head. Whether it’s the attack on the Qiao Family business convoy or this time eradicating Poison Dragon Slope, if revealed, I will bear it alone...’

Though the Righteous Path values appearances, it is only marginally so.

As long as there is an excuse.

If anything gets exposed, Fei Shentong has already stepped down, so that should serve as the excuse!

Even if others don’t believe it, it doesn’t matter at all.

He arrived near the vast bamboo sea, his eyes carrying a hint of coldness.

"Go!"

One by one, papermen landed, each clad in paper armor, armed with bows, knives, and swords made of paper, capable of battling Gang Qi.

The Qiao Family convoy was ambushed in this manner, left with no burial ground.

Strange papermen resembling young boys and girls entered the bamboo forest, and suddenly a hissing sound was heard.

Poof!

A mass of pitch-black venomous fog appeared, the papermen within the fog only holding out for a moment before being corroded, emitting a shrill scream.

Hiss, hiss!

Accompanied by the sound of snakes, a black snake thicker than a bucket materialized, its vertical pupils fixed on Fei Shentong, its aura unfathomable.

"Qi Sensing ninth level?"

Fei Shentong, startled, said: "A black snake at Qi Sensing ninth level, this Poison Dragon Slope sure hides deep..."

In his heart, he was even more relieved that he had intended to destroy Poison Dragon Slope before his end.

Otherwise, if allowed to develop further, who knows how it would have ended.

"Go!"

He patted the Flying Squirrel Bag at his waist, and papermen appeared one after another.

Amidst them were paper wolves, paper tigers, paper eagles... densely packed, forming a mighty army.

An astonishing Evil Qi soared skyward, forming an array.

Even though the black snake was Qi Sensing ninth level, the Paper Folding Technique was famously potent and could achieve victory with weak over strong!

He, Fei Shentong, for his fighting prowess, had already discarded his life. Even Qiao Wuyong, also Qi Sensing ninth level, died at his hands. What more of a Demon Beast?

Poof, poof!

Papermen drew bows and fired arrows, various arrows piercing through the black snake’s scales, leaving deep wounds on it.

"Hiss, hiss!"

The black snake, in pain, retreated into the bamboo forest.

"You won’t escape!"

Fei Shentong sneered and was about to pursue.

Suddenly!

A light appeared before his eyes, as four papermen carried a paper sedan, flying out.

"Bold intruder, you dared trespass my bamboo forest, harm my island guardian sacred beast!"

Fang Xing gave a light shout and cast ’Natural Healing’ on the black snake.

The injuries on the black snake healed instantly, its body coiling up, hissing at Fei Shentong as if cursing...

"Fang Xing..."

Fei Shentong saw the main adversary but was even more excited, raising his hand.

Swish, swish!

Paper darts, paper knives, paper arrows appeared, dense like raindrops, crashing down.

Yet Fang Xing merely whistled and uncorked the gourd at his waist.

Cold Ants emerged, vibrating their wings, flying into the air, continually spewing cold air to form walls of ice.

The paper weapons froze in mid-air, exploding in an instant, becoming countless icy fragments...

"Hmm? Is this Insect Control? Such ferocious cold insects... No, you aren’t obsessed with Paper Folding Skill?"

Fei Shentong’s eyes suddenly turned red.

He realized Fang Xing’s methods primarily involved Beast Taming and Insect Control. Besides those four paperman sedan carriers, there was no trace of practicing Paper Folding Skill!

"Haha, Paper Folding Skill shortens lifespan... Who wants to cultivate that?"

Fang Xing chuckled, a wry smile curved on his lips: "Why are you so agitated? Let me guess, could it be... you are the dying Fei Shentong?"

Fei Shentong froze, surprised to be recognized so straightforwardly.

He removed his facemask, sneered: "So what if it is? You haven’t trained in Paper Folding Skill, today is your death day!"

Fei Shentong, in truth, harbored great resentment, why was it only him whose lifespan was shortened, now nearing Death.

While Fang Xing seemed youthful?

"So much nonsense!"

Fang Xing yawned: "Fine... considering you delivered yourself from afar..."

His eyes flashed green, as a wooden spike appeared in his hand, lightly flicking it.

Poof!

The wooden spike transformed into a green light, breaking through three layers of paper shields, paper armor, and magic artifact defenses, stabbing Fei Shentong’s heart.

"You?"

Fei Shentong was immensely shocked: "Dao Foundation?"

"Oh?"

Fang Xing clapped his hands, the paper sedan immediately moved, chasing after dozens of yards away.

Rip!

The Fei Shentong who was pierced turned expressionless, transforming into a paperman with its chest penetrated, gently drifting down.

— Paper Substitute!

Dozens of feet away, Fei Shentong fled desperately while constantly coughing up blood: "Impossible! How could he possibly break through the Dao Foundation?"

Breaking through the Dao Foundation, even with a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object, is not guaranteed.

Otherwise, the Dao Foundation Realm cultivators could generally live over two hundred years, and the Fei Family could have exchanged Dragon King Ginseng liquid for a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object every sixty years previously. By this reckoning, even with combat losses, the family should have had more than one Dao Foundation Realm cultivator.

In reality, it was precisely because breaking through the Dao Foundation was so difficult that the Fei Family had only one Dao Foundation ancestor. Once the Fei Family ancestor died, everything would be on the verge of collapse.

"I am a sinner of the Fei Family!"

Although Fei Shentong instinctively fled, he felt extremely sad in his heart.

As someone who was already dying, what use was there in escaping alive?

And Fang Xing, who advanced to the Dao Foundation, would undoubtedly destroy the Fei Family!

At this thought, his heart twisted like a knife was stabbing into it!

Hiss hiss!

In the night, suddenly came the sound of snakes hissing, but it was not from that black snake.

Fei Shentong paused and saw two lantern-like flames in the darkness.

Hiss hiss!

When the flames got closer, he discovered that they were a pair of terrifying vertical pupils!

It was surprisingly a mountain python even larger than the previous black snake, its size exaggerated beyond words, more than ten feet long, with no small claws on its abdomen, but with two small bumps on its head.

Wilderness Transformation—Mountain Python Form!

A terrible mana fluctuation nearing the middle Dao Foundation realm emerged, causing Fei Shentong to feel suffocated.

Fang Xing’s Wilderness Transformation core template had two forms, entering water as a huī, climbing mountains as a mang!

Now on land, it was naturally in the Mountain Python Form!

And because his Druid level increased, now the cultivation of the mountain python was definitely not weaker than a mid Dao Foundation realm cultivator, even surpassing some!

"Another Dao Foundation Demon Beast?"

Fei Shentong had seen the water huī but could not connect this mountain python with the water huī that killed the Fei Family ancestor back then.

He could only desperately summon the last stash of paper people he had hidden.

This batch of paper people was not in the form of children but included men, women, the elderly, and children.

Among them, Fang Xing found a few faces very familiar.

’These paper people... seem to be special life soul paper people? This Fei Shentong is indeed daring...’

Puff!

As he opened his mouth, a series of poisonous mists appeared, instantly corroding several paper people.

Then, a surprising scene appeared.

After the paper people burned, tiny firefly-like glows appeared.

Amid the glows, there was even a paper face in anguish, continuously screaming and wailing...

"Hmm?"

Fang Xing saw that one of the life souls was actually Qiao Wuyong!

"So it was you who wiped out the Qiao Family caravan? For what? Your Fei Family now lacks a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object... Qiao Wuyong just happened to be about to forge his Dao Foundation... Could it be you stole Qiao Wuyong’s Dao Foundation opportunity?"

Fang Xing flicked his tongue, speaking in a human voice.

"How do you know my family lacks a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object?"

Fei Shentong’s expression changed: "No... you can speak? No... your voice... it’s you?!"

His eyes were wide with rage, and before he could say more, he saw Fang Xing whip his tail.

Bang!

Sand and stones flew, a deep pit appeared on the spot, with some dark red traces.

As for Fei Shentong, he vanished without a trace.

Without a master to control them, the ordinary paper people all stopped, but the life soul paper people went mad, trying to grab the flesh fragments to stuff into their mouths, yet unable to fit it in, ending up with blood-red faces...

’Life soul paper people, backlash?’

Fang Xing certainly wasn’t going to be lenient, spewing another mouthful of toxic fire, sending each of the life soul paper people to the afterlife.

Whoosh!

Transforming into human form, he collected the ordinary paper people one by one.

Although he wasn’t the original owner, using them had diminished power, but they still retained qi sensing initial to middle realm strength.

After Fang Xing left, Lv Feng barely arrived atop East Peak, seeing the giant pit and countless ashes, he couldn’t help but shudder...

...

In the ten-thousand-acre sea of bamboo.

"Bah... penniless wretch!"

Fang Xing opened Fei Shentong’s Flying Squirrel Bag, only to find a stack of paper people and paper money, making him feel quite vexed.

But thinking about it, it seemed inexplicably reasonable.

After all, Fei Shentong’s life span was nearing its end, his blood and qi depleted, even if given ten Dao Foundation Spiritual Objects, he was destined not to achieve the Dao Foundation.

So, that Dao Foundation Spiritual Object was likely given to the Fei Family.

’99% chance it’s on Fei Wu of the Fei Family!’

Fei Shentong slaughtering the Qiao Family caravan, at least Fei Wu, the new Family Head, must have known!

’Just one trip, and I get a Dao Foundation Spiritual Object, that’s a deal... Moreover, in the future, I can announce my breakthrough to the Dao Foundation, using this as an excuse...’

Fang Xing had a thought, waited a while, then casually fabricated a few lies, dismissing Lv Feng who came to inquire about the news, and immediately transformed into an owl, flying toward the Fei Family.

...

At the edge of Qingli Swamp, the Fei Family Mansion.

The Family Head’s Hall.

"Shentong... should be at Poison Dragon Slope by now, right?"

Under a single lamp, the new Family Head Fei Wu hadn’t slept, gazing toward Poison Dragon Slope: "Shentong... the family won’t forget you, as for your other requests, just forget them... I’m still young, I can definitely break through to the ninth stage of qi sensing before the sixty-year limit, then advance to Dao Foundation, to restore the Fei Family!"

"Hehe... if Fei Shentong could hear this, he would be deeply moved."

A mocking voice suddenly rang out.

"Who? Who’s there?"

Fei Wu was shocked, immediately feeling a mana far surpassing qi sensing fall on him, he couldn’t help but show a face of despair: "A Dao Foundation cultivator?!"