Chapter 116
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Chapter 116: Mechanical Cannon
When Fang Lie spoke these words, Mao Mao instantly flushed crimson, while his three younger brothers wore gloomy expressions.
"Big Bro, calling this place a dragon’s lair is one thing, but why compare it to a brothel?" Ice Second Brother complained bitterly.
"Exactly! If this were a brothel, wouldn’t that make us pimps?" Fang Huo said through gritted teeth, torn between laughter and frustration.
"Heh~" Fang Lie chuckled awkwardly before turning his full attention to the Boy in Gold, who now appeared ready to explode with rage.
"You think too highly of yourself, Fang Lie!" the Boy in Gold spat, veins bulging at his temples. "This dump of yours – I come and go as I please! What makes you think your pathetic tricks could stop me?"
The murderous intent in his words held weight. Fang Lie knew this arrogant youth wasn’t boasting. As a top Inner Elite Disciple, the Boy in Gold’s Qi Sea spanned forty to fifty li – his magic reserves dwarfed Fang Lie’s by hundreds of times. That Bronze Ancient Boat of his stood as a genuine top-grade fourth-rank treasure, its power matching the owner’s formidable Qi Sea Realm cultivation. No wonder he’d shattered the Soulfire Lance so effortlessly.
In truth, the Boy in Gold could annihilate everyone present with a single move, Fang Lie included. Yet the fiery-haired youth merely smirked. "Oh I know you’ve got the strength to fight your way out. But do you have the guts?"
"Guts? What in this realm dares defy me?" the golden-clad youth roared.
"Running from here would!" Fang Lie shot back coldly. "Take one step outside, and I’ll invoke the Ancestor’s Token to wipe your entire bloodline from existence!"
The threat struck true. Though backed by powerful allies and formidable strength, the intruder had trespassed on another’s territory – giving Fang Lie full right to summon the Benevolence Token. Against that ancient power, even the Boy in Gold’s pride crumbled.
"This… this was just a harmless prank!" he stammered, forced into retreat. "Must you escalate matters?"
"Caught red-handed with stolen goods, and you call it a joke?" Fang Lie’s laughter held no warmth. "Do you take me for a fool?"
Crimson-faced, the intruder ground out through clenched teeth: "What do you want?"
Fang Lie’s grin turned wolfish. "Why would a pampered young master of a great family clan resort to thievery? Spill it."
"I… My spiritual mansion acquired new Spiritual Fields!" the Boy in Gold blurted, avoiding eye contact. "They require spirit spring nourishment. I merely came to negotiate a purchase!"
"Negotiate?" Fang Lie barked a harsh laugh. "Since when do thieves announce their shopping lists?"
"Exactly! You sneaked in like a common cutpurse!" Ice Second Brother jeered.
"Is this how your noble house conducts business?" Fang Huo added with mock courtesy.
The Boy in Gold’s face purpled. Unable to retaliate against Fang Lie, he rounded on the others. "You gutter rats dare address me thus? Craving early graves?"
Spiritual Pressure erupted from him, slamming Ice Second Brother and Fang Huo backward until they staggered against the wall.
"Enough!" Fang Lie’s roar cracked like a whip. "You dare throw weight around in my territory? Keep this up and I’ll string you naked from the Ancestral Hall gates!"
The threat drained color from the intruder’s face. "N-No need for extremes! You’ve suffered no real loss! Let me go and I’ll never trouble you again!"
"Hmph, what kind of bullshit condition is this?" Fang Lie sneered. "Not bother me? As if I fear your provocations. Even if I begged you to mess with me, would you dare?"
"This—" The Boy in Gold choked. Only fools would provoke someone under the Benevolence Token’s protection—that’s suicide!
Truthfully, the Boy in Gold had acted out of greed, convinced he’d succeed. Stealing the treasure would solve his urgent needs and spite Fang Lie.
But reality crushed his plans. Fang Lie’s Earth Eye Divine Skill, rarely activated due to its Magic drain, had coincidentally been testing it that day—nabbing the thief by sheer luck.
Fate itself seemed to curse the Boy in Gold!
Cornered by Fang Lie’s persistence, the Boy in Gold pleaded, "What will make you release me? A second-rank treasure as apology?"
Fang Lie had initially planned to drag him to the Ancestral Hall for public shaming, consequences be damned. But the offer sparked an idea.
The Jin Family excelled in mechanical treasure ships armed with Mechanical Cannons—exactly what Fang Lie needed for his Secret Realm expedition. Yet shadowy forces in the sect had blocked his attempts to acquire one.
Seizing the opportunity, Fang Lie stated coolly, "Sect rules permit private settlements. But you stole a Spirit Spring Guide worth a third-tier high-quality treasure. A second-rank trinket insults me."
"What do you want?" The Boy in Gold’s aura surged—wealth and influence made compensation trivial if it buried the scandal.
"A third-tier high-quality Mechanical Cannon I approve of," Fang Lie demanded.
"Impossible!" The Boy in Gold roared. "That’s extortion!"
"Fine." Fang Lie shrugged. "Let’s visit the Ancestral Hall." He feigned grabbing the boy.
"Wait!" The Boy in Gold wilted. "A third-tier treasure instead?"
"I want the cannon." Fang Lie smirked. "We’ve got coin, not firepower. You understand."
The Boy in Gold grimaced. "Higher-ups don’t want you armed before the Arhat Immortal Fruit contest. Giving it to you risks my neck!"
"And refusing doesn’t?" Fang Lie countered. "Deny this deal, and the Ancestral Hall will make you beg for death."
"Big Brother!" Ice Second Brother interjected. "String him up naked like that Zhou fool!"
"The Ancestral Hall’s sacred," Fang Huo mused. "Better parade him naked through Mo Sect headquarters!"
The Boy in Gold’s face paled. "You monsters! What did I ever do to you?!"
"Brilliant!" Fang Lie laughed. "Let’s proceed."
"Stop!" The Boy in Gold cried. "I’ll get your cannon! Just keep this quiet!"
"Done." Fang Lie nodded. "Fang Family honor binds me."
"Three days to prepare," the boy bargained.
"Lies!" Fang Lie snapped. "Three hours. Send a Flying Sword message now. Delay, and the Ancestral Hall awaits."
He strode inside, trailed by the Ice and Fire Poison Dragon and others’ laughter.
Alone, the Boy in Gold seethed. Fleeing was futile—the Benevolence Token would hunt him down, defying even his clan’s Thunder Tribulation Immortal. Gritting his teeth, he dispatched a Flying Sword.
