Chapter 288
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Chapter 288: Archbishop!
The sudden situation startled the three customers nearby, who screamed and fled the shop.
Fang Yu stood up, glanced at the broken wall in front, and walked towards the kitchen inside the shop.
As expected, he found a corpse.
This corpse must be the real owner of this noodle shop.
The reason Fang Yu entered this noodle shop was that when passing by the entrance, he sensed a familiar aura.
It was the subtle force of the formation he had sensed when entering Falling Immortal Valley.
The corpse of the noodle shop owner before him had a twisted expression, bulging eyes, and paper-white skin.
The cause of death was identical to those warriors in Falling Immortal Valley who had their blood and souls drained.
That little boy was clearly sent by the Witch God Cult.
When Fang Yu first entered this noodle shop, he had already understood the situation.
He just pretended not to know, wanting to see what the little boy planned to do to him.
Unfortunately, the boy’s methods weren’t creative at all.
He simply added something to the bowl of noodles and the cup of water.
Fang Yu didn’t know what poison was used, but there was no need to know.
After all, his body was already immune to all poisons.
Fang Yu turned back to the shop and walked out through the broken wall.
Outside was a small alley where the little boy lay.
However, at this moment, his appearance was no longer the same as before.
After taking Fang Yu’s punch, the bones in his face were completely shattered, leaving a large depression.
Thus, his disguised appearance was revealed.
He wasn’t a little boy at all, but a dwarf old man with wrinkled skin.
Now, the dwarf old man wasn’t dead yet, but he was close.
He lay on the ground, blood continuously flowing from his mouth and nostrils.
His body twitched slightly, making whimpering sounds from his throat, clearly in extreme pain.
Fang Yu walked up to him, looking down at him with indifferent eyes.
Only the dwarf old man’s eyeballs could still move.
He looked at Fang Yu, his eyes filled only with fear.
How was this possible?
He had added a large dose of Soul-Breaking Powder to the noodles and Thousand-Poison Powder to the water!
Both were extremely lethal poisons in the world!
Even if a normal person ingested just a tiny bit, they would die instantly!
But Fang Yu ate the entire bowl of noodles and drank all the water.
How could he be completely unaffected after swallowing both deadly poisons!?
This situation was beyond his comprehension!
“If you want to kill me, couldn’t you be more creative?” Fang Yu spoke.
The dwarf old man lay on the ground, unable to speak.
He stared at Fang Yu, desperately hoping the poison would suddenly take effect and kill him.
Fang Yu stepped forward and asked, “It must have been your leader who ordered you to kill me, right?”
“Rather than sending people one by one to die, why don’t I just visit your headquarters myself?”
“Tell me, where is the Witch God Cult’s main base?”
The dwarf old man’s heart skipped a beat.
Fang Yu looked at the dwarf old man, slightly frowning.
The old man’s entire face was caved in, and his mouth obviously couldn’t open.
That punch earlier had been too powerful.
“Never mind, I’ll do it myself,” Fang Yu crouched down and extended a finger to touch the dwarf old man’s forehead.
He wanted to perform soul-searching on the dwarf old man to search his memories.
But just as his consciousness penetrated the dwarf old man’s soul, a mark on the old man’s soul suddenly erupted.
“Pop!”
In an instant, the dwarf old man’s soul scattered.
As expected, every member of the Witch God Cult had a mark placed on their soul.
This meant that the highest authority in the Witch God Cult could control the lives of all members.
Whoever they wanted dead could be killed with a single thought.
This also helped them control all their subordinates.
Fang Yu stood up, looking at the corpse at his feet expressionlessly.
“Witch God Cult… I’ll destroy your headquarters sooner or later.”
…
In a deserted suburb in western Huaibei, there stood an abrupt building.
Its architectural style was very ancient, like a church.
At the top of the church stood a statue of a winged creature with a human body and demon face.
At this moment, in the highest seat inside the church sat a person wearing red robes.
This person wore a crown gleaming with golden light and had a veil covering their face, revealing only a pair of eyes.
These eyes were extremely strange. The left eye socket was completely black, without any white. The right eye socket was pure white, without any trace of black.
Yin and yang, divided left and right.
This person sat in the seat symbolizing nobility, quietly looking at the group of people kneeling below.
There were nearly eighty people, kneeling in an orderly manner.
Kneeling in the front row were five people wearing black robes.
In the second and third rows knelt twenty people wearing purple robes.
Behind them was a large group of people wearing white and gray robes.
This was the strict hierarchy system within the Witch God Cult.
Below the High Priest, layer by layer.
Everyone knelt there silently.
The entire church was eerily quiet.
After several seconds, the person sitting on the high seat suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.
“He is dead.”
Hearing these words, one of the black-robed people in the front row raised his head and said, “High Priest, this youth’s strength far exceeds our imagination. I don’t recommend sending more people to assassinate him.”
The High Priest on the high seat was silent for a moment, then said, “Speak your thoughts.”
“To kill this youth, we should use curse-killing arts! This way we can both reduce our losses and thoroughly execute him!” the black-robed person said.
“Curse-killing…” the High Priest seemed to fall into thought.
“We can use the most extreme bloodline curse-killing, thoroughly killing him and everyone related to him by blood!” the black-robed person said with a ruthless tone.
“To perform bloodline curse-killing, we must obtain his blood and hair. Wouldn’t we still need to send someone to ambush him at close range? How else can we obtain these two items?” someone beside questioned.
“There are many ways to obtain his blood and hair, not necessarily through ambush,” the black-robed person said with coldness in his eyes.
“Since you are confident, this matter will be left to you. As long as I can see Fang Yu’s corpse, I will give you the highest reward,” the High Priest said.
“Thank you, High Priest!” the black-robed person’s face lit up with joy as he bowed his head again.
…
All afternoon, Fang Yu had been studying the Spirit Suppression Formation in his room.
He tried to combine the Spirit Suppression Formation with the Spirit Devouring Art, but after calculations, found it almost impossible.
The principles of the Spirit Suppression Formation and Spirit Devouring Art were basically similar, but actually incorporating them into spells was extremely difficult.
From absorbing true qi to absorbing spiritual energy.
If Fang Yu really managed to develop such a technique, it would be unstoppable.
He would only need to find a place where warriors gathered, then use the Spirit Devouring Art to absorb the spiritual energy from all the warriors’ dantians.
Now he was only thirty-five levels away from reaching the ten thousandth level of Qi Refinement.
If he could develop this kind of large-scale Spirit Devouring Art, those thirty-five levels would be nothing!
Thinking this way, Fang Yu became increasingly excited and focused.
Until after 10 PM, when his phone rang, pulling him out of his absorbed state.
The call was from Li Bingyan.
“Boss, you’re too amazing, really! You’re just too amazing, 750 points! My god, do you know how I reacted when I heard your score? I threw my phone…” As soon as the call connected, Li Bingyan excitedly spoke a long string of words.
“What did you want to tell me?” Fang Yu interrupted him and asked.
“Boss, are you still in Nandu?” Li Bingyan asked.
“Yes,” Fang Yu answered.
“That’s great. Tomorrow is Friday, let’s take a cruise together from Nandu Port to Nine Dragon Island for two days,” Li Bingyan said.
“I have things to do, no time to play,” Fang Yu said.
“Come on, Boss, the college entrance exam results are out, what could you be so busy with? With such great scores, shouldn’t you relax a bit? I’ve invited Yu Yueyue too, she really wants to go, but only if you’re there… Just think of it as taking Yu Yueyue out to play,” Li Bingyan said, “These two days, the Long family on Nine Dragon Island is holding the Dragon Breath Meeting, it would be good to go and broaden our horizons.”
