Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 640 - 515: Strange+ - 516: Dark Calculation_3

Chapter 640: Chapter 515: Strange+Chapter 516: Dark Calculation_3

Fang Chengdong’s tone was sour, "Without the backing of the Heavenly Cave Elders, how could he possibly go further? Not to mention Brahma Temple, Jiangzhou Tang is also not to be underestimated. Once the Spiritual Mechanism is abundant, and experts of the Divine Martial Realm appear, what is obtained now is all futile, like fetching water with a bamboo basket."

"It is said so, but the Divine Martial Realm hasn’t appeared yet, right? By taking advantage of the current lull, if we can withstand one or two more waves of attacks, just hold out until all the revered ancestors of Cloud Water Sect gather in this world, the situation may change..."

"It’s easier said than done. If we could really withstand the retaliation of Brahma Temple and Tang Family, the situation wouldn’t be like this a thousand years ago."

Fang Chengdong forcefully suppressed the strangeness in his heart and waved his sleeve before descending the mountain peak.

It’s better to retreat and weave nets than to covet fish by the pond.

He felt that it was necessary to urge Zhang Zhongshu, this True Disciple, with little skill but quite adept at bossing others around, always promising big things but failing to thoroughly subdue even a branch of the Red Lotus Army. The situation in Huangze County was tense, with both sides entangled for over half a month, it was unclear how he was conducting this war.

Take a look.

Compared to Zhou Ping’an, it’s like comparing the dead to the living, or ditching the goods when better ones come along.

It was all in vain to give him full support.

Though he wanted to change to a more reliable disciple, Fang Chengdong hesitated, worrying that if his own master became angry later and punished him, it would not be good.

Taiyan senior brother is now dead, and no one even knows how he died.

The first group had three people come out, and as luck would have it, the most beloved disciple of the master, the closest daoist couple of the elder sister, died. No matter how you look at it, this is endless trouble.

Just about to head to Hushan military camp to find Zhang Zhongshu and give him a good scolding, to vent some frustration.

Then, he heard an argument.

The moment the words "Ping’an" entered his ears, he became somewhat interested.

Crowds of refugees, following the road, migrating amidst wailing, barking orders, and calling for their children, formed a massive tumultuous sound wave that surged towards him...

Not far away, a simple and honest looking youth of eighteen or nineteen had a face full of grievance and with a crying tone said, "I told you not to cross the river, not to cross the river. I had such a good life under the rule of the Ping’an Army...

General Ping’an not only distributed food and forage but also cared greatly for us commoners, sending people to distribute seeds and instructing on farming. I’ve never heard of a single person dying from starvation.

And do you know, uncle? Now under Ping’an’s jurisdiction, in Guangyun County, bandits and water demons have vanished, even the blood disaster has been suppressed. Now, East Mountain is a picture of peace. I had such a good life, but I believed your nonsense and followed you across the river...

Now look, it’s even a problem whether I can settle down and live, let alone make a fortune."

"Big Bull, you child, why don’t you listen?

What good can come from being an official? Zhou Ping’an has a big reputation, and perhaps at the beginning of his rise, he would give the people some sweeteners, but as time goes on, who knows if there will be changes?

You haven’t even seen him, just listening to some rumors and following the crowd. When the time comes and you’re affected by the war disaster, where will you go to complain..."

A middle-aged man dressed like a merchant, was also speaking earnestly.

"Big brother passed away early. Our precious Zhang Family is now down to you as the last seedling. I’ve been traveling north and south, accumulating a little wealth, and I’m going to pass it on to you. How can you make any family fortune by just holding onto the little bit of land in the Eastern Mountain Wilderness, how can you carry on the Zhang Family’s legacy?"

"Who says I haven’t seen him? General Zhou Ping’an was so good. I lived in the mountains. When I heard that a water demon was coming from outside, I didn’t dare to go out. It was General Zhou who saved my life.

You don’t know anything. The woman with the blood-red long blade that day, she was so fierce. With just a slash, Big Yellow turned into a puddle of bloodwater, and my home... my home..."

Big Bull wiped away tears.

"Originally, I would have turned into bloodwater too, but just then General Zhou came to our thatched cottage. With a casual stroke of his blade, he beheaded that fierce woman. Despite her turning into a red shadow trying to escape, where could she flee from General Zhou’s Divine Power? She was turned into a mist of blood and scattered...

I thought I was going to die, but who would have expected General Zhou to be so kind? Not only did he save me, but he also fed me Elixir, even the cough I’ve had since birth was cured by him. And guess what? General Zhou even told me how to get seeds from the Official Government, encouraged my nephew to court and find a wife, saying the ten acres of barren land I reclaimed was very good. After registration, I could receive Official support; for the first five years, there would be no taxes, and for the next thirty years, only a tenth in taxes. This is what General Zhou personally told me; such an impressive person wouldn’t be talking nonsense, right?"

The more the youth spoke, the more aggrieved he became.

When he saw this uncle arrive the other day, listening to his eloquent talk about how much he had earned and how wealthy and prestigious he could be, promising that if things went well, he could even be a young master.

His heart warmed immediately, he locked up his cottage without much thought and followed his uncle across the river.

But what awaited him was not wealth, but migration.

From fleeing Huangze County to Hushan County, he narrowly escaped death several times.

Looking at it now, he would have to continue fleeing.

And when will the great battle with the Red Lotus Army finally come to an end?

"What did that blood-colored long blade look like?"

Ah-Niu was speaking with indignant sorrow when suddenly his body lightened, and he could no longer move, already whistling through the air for ten zhang before landing in someone’s hands.

He looked up to see the icy gaze of Fang Chengdong.

This gaze seemed to pierce into the depths of his soul, causing one’s entire body to feel cold as if plunged into icy snow.

"I... I-I..."

Startled by this murderous aura, Ah-Niu’s heart almost stopped, and he nearly couldn’t catch his breath.

"Don’t be afraid. Just remember carefully. As long as you provide some information, not only will you not be harmed, but there will also be a reward."

Fang Chengdong flipped his palm over and took out a piece of gold.

"It was like this..."

The youth’s heart settled a bit, and he quickly picked up a dry branch, drawing a knife shape on the sandy ground.

"It was this long, the tip of the knife was somewhat curved, and moreover, that knife looked terrifying, as if blood was flowing over it. What’s strange is that there was no smell of blood, but instead, there was a very pleasant fragrance, even more fragrant than many flowers..."

"Divine... Blood-Dissolving... Sword!"

Fang Chengdong gritted his teeth and muttered softly.

Originally, when Fang Han reported that their family’s most outstanding great-grandson, Fang Yu, disappeared in the Guangyun High-rise Restaurant along with two worthless sons of the Lin Family.

Later, Fang Chengdong personally investigated and found out that they died under the Divine Blood-Dissolving Sword.

Even their skin, flesh, and hair had melted into blood and seeped into the floorboards.

How the opponent attacked and how the people in the room died, he could reimagine it all one by one, and even, he could use the Innate Trigram Technique to calculate the exact time of their death.

The only thing he couldn’t figure out was the real identity of the murderer.

It seemed that there was a strange power covering it up, making the technique useless.

At that time, he thought it was the act of Master Cui from Guangyun County and had something to do with Monk Xuanming from Brahma Temple, those bald heads are the most adept at concealing the heavenly secrets, also most like to scheme in the shadows, powerless to oppose, Fang Chengdong had no choice but to put it aside for the time being, he didn’t think too much of it.

But now, according to what Big Bull said, this Divine Blood-Dissolving Sword didn’t seem to be in Cui Guangling’s possession, but rather, it was with Zhou Ping’an.

He killed a demoness and took away the Blood Blade.

"Do you still remember what time it was?"

"Early April the 8th, this humble one remembers clearly, because the next day was the 9th, it was this humble one’s birthday, and it was on that day that Uncle arrived at Eastern Mountain, I should not have left..."

Speaking of this, regret began to rise again in Ah-Niu.

"Early April the 8th!"

Fang Chengdong’s eyes grew colder.

He squinted at Ah-Niu deeply, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, forced an ugly smile on his face, and placed the gold in the hands of the honest youth, softly saying: "Don’t be talkative in the future, and don’t go around mentioning today’s matters. Have a good meal with your uncle."

"Thank you, Master."

With the gold in hand, Ah-Niu thought this old Taoist was somewhat kind-hearted.

He happily hid away the gold and turned to follow his uncle forward, taking three steps and looking back.

But he didn’t notice that along the way, his uncle’s steps started to slow down, and gradually, he knelt down, with a blank gaze and blood spurted from his mouth.

"Uncle."

Ah-Niu’s eyes showed great sorrow, crying out in pain, fear rising in his heart.

"It really wasn’t right to let you come out."

Uncle gave a wry smile, his head tilted to one side, and then there was no more sound.

Ah-Niu opened his mouth to scream in agony, but just as he yelled out, his heart exploded with a burst of fresh blood.

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