Chapter 131

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Chapter 131: Endless Pursuit

Faced with her seductive charm, Fang Lie grinned and retorted, "You might look decent, but I don’t swing that way. Trash like you who’s been passed around? No thanks. Drop the act and get ready to die!"

"Fang Lie!" Blue Butterfly Dress screeched furiously, "Can’t you show any mercy?"

"Oh, I can," Fang Lie chuckled. "But you’re neither fragrant nor jade—just dog shit. Now die."

He activated the Star-Settling Crown without hesitation. A colossal star materialized and fused into her protective white cloud treasure. Simultaneously, a Soulfire Lance shot toward her chest.

Realizing her immobilized treasure left her defenseless, Blue Butterfly Dress spat her final curse: "Curse you to die wretchedly, Fang!"

The lance pierced her heart instantly. Fang Lie snatched her white cloud treasure and Sumeru Bags, letting her corpse plummet.

"Trashy curses only amuse me," Fang Lie remarked coldly. "Try being less rotten next life."

He soared off to hunt his next target.

Inspecting the white cloud treasure mid-flight, he found it to be a third-tier top-grade treasure—swift, stable, and shielding riders from fierce heavenly winds. Perfect for leisurely travel.

Fang Lie smirked. The Mo Sect higher-ups had blocked him from buying such treasures, but now it fell into his lap. He’d refine it after this chase.

Next, he checked her Sumeru Bags. Blue Butterfly Dress’s wealth stunned him—dozens of treasures (one third-tier, five second-tier, others first-tier), divine symbols, spirit pills, herbs, materials, and spirit stones worth millions. Even her spirit stones alone totaled hundreds of thousands.

"Women profit easily," Fang Lie muttered. "Cling to a big shot like Bai First Young Master and boom—loaded. If she’s this rich, how much does that bastard have?"

The thought of Bai escaping gnawed at him. "Next time we meet in this Secret Realm contest, you’re dead."

Spotting a traitorous scoundrel ahead riding a Golden Eagle—its metallic wings crackling with lightning—Fang Lie intercepted him.

"Leaving so soon, senior brother?" Fang Lie beamed. "I haven’t thanked you properly!"

The burly man shuddered, forcing a smile. "Junior Brother Fang, I… I was foolish! Spare me, please!"

"Tell me," Fang Lie sneered, "if your gang had caught me, would you have let me go?"

The man paled. "Bai First Young Master called the shots! I just… followed orders!"

"That’s right!" Fang Lie said with a stern face, "You’re just a watchdog!"

The armored man’s face instantly darkened, rendered speechless.

Fang Lie ignored him, narrowing his eyes as murderous intent radiated. "The Fang Family doesn’t bully the weak, but we won’t tolerate disrespect! Anyone who provokes me will lose everything—even their chickens and dogs! And you," he pointed, "are the dog!"

Even clay has temper, let alone an inner gate expert. Humiliated, the armored man flushed red with rage.

"Fang Lie!" he roared, "You push too far! Do you truly believe you can win?"

He slapped his Golden Eagle’s back and shouted, "Die!"

The Golden Eagle’s wings thundered. Thousands of lightning bolts crackled across the sky, striking Fang Lie a hundred yards away with unstoppable force.

The attack came swift as sparks from flint. Before Fang Lie could dodge, raging thunder engulfed him.

But his protective treasure reacted instantly. The Soul-Settling Bell materialized, releasing golden Buddhist light that formed an impenetrable barrier. Despite the outer gate’s thunderous assault, the shield held firm.

Though the third-tier puppet beast’s Dao magic was formidable, Fang Lie’s defense proved superior. Crafted from remnants of a Seventh-rank Buddhist treasure, the Soul-Settling Bell ranked among the finest third-tier protective items despite its diminished power.

After several futile breaths of lightning bombardment, the armored man recognized the bell’s overwhelming aura. Remembering Fang Lie’s terror-inducing legend, he panicked and fled on his Golden Eagle.

"Ha!" Fang Lie laughed, golden wings bursting from his back. "Running now? How naive!"

He appeared behind the man in an eyeblink. The armored man desperately commanded his eagle to summon protective lightning.

Fang Lie smirked. Activating his Star-Settling Crown, he pinned the Golden Eagle with a shooting star. The lightning shield dissolved instantly.

Caught unprepared, the armored man took Fang Lie’s palm strike square on the head. His skull exploded like rotten fruit, spraying gore.

Fang Lie shielded himself with magic, avoiding the mess. He claimed the Sumeru Bag before kicking the corpse aside. The masterless Golden Eagle shrank into a palm-sized statue with a mournful cry.

"Excellent treasure!" Fang Lie admired the golden figurine. "White clouds suit Mao Mao, but this eagle’s perfect for me!"

The Sumeru Bag contained three Second-tier treasures, spirit pills and talismans inferior to Blue Butterfly Dress’s, plus exactly 100,000 spirit stones—modest loot. But the Golden Eagle mount satisfied him.

Within fifteen minutes, Fang Lie cornered his third target: a pretty face from Bai First Young Master’s entourage who’d repeatedly insulted him. The youth fled on a cyan third-rank Flying Sword.

Fang Lie attacked without warning. The pretty face paled. "Fang Lie! Where’s my master? Did you kill him?"

"Loyal mutt," Fang Lie sneered. "He escaped using a Thousand Mile Earth Escape Symbol."

Relief washed over the pretty face—had Bai First Young Master died, the Bai family would have flayed him alive.

"Spare me!" he begged. "I’ll reveal all the young master’s secrets!"

Fang Lie gaped before chuckling bitterly. "So this is your loyalty?"