Chapter 365
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Chapter 365: Enemies of the Qin Family
Standing to the side, Qin Lang’s expression changed as he witnessed the scene.
From the sound, the power contained in that punch was not low!
However, Fang Yu, who took the punch head-on, showed no reaction and didn’t even take a step back.
Fang Yu reached into the black mist, yanked hard, pulling the figure within the mist out, and then flung it backward.
“Bang!”
The figure crashed heavily against the wall behind, causing cracks to appear in the plaster.
This person was indeed a member of the Xuanming Clan, but at this moment, he was wearing a ghost mask.
Fang Yu turned around and slowly walked over.
The masked man felt waves of pain throughout his body.
He never expected that even after putting on the mask, he would still have no chance against Fang Yu.
Beneath the mask, the man’s eyes were filled with terror.
Fang Yu squatted down in front of the man.
The man trembled all over, fists clenched, still wanting to strike at Fang Yu.
But Fang Yu was faster; in an instant, his right hand pressed against the man’s ghost mask.
“Crack!”
The ghost mask shattered instantly!
“Ah…”
The man felt a sharp pain in his face, collapsed to the ground, and let out a piercing scream, his body convulsing.
Fang Yu grabbed his hair and lifted him up.
“Tell me, who sent you to assassinate Qin Yimo?” Fang Yu asked coldly.
As he spoke, a faint red glow flickered in Fang Yu’s eyes.
The man immediately stopped screaming, his expression becoming dazed.
“It was the clan leader who sent me to assassinate Qin Yimo…” the man replied.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yu frowned and continued to ask, “How much do you know about Qin Yimo?”
“I don’t know much; all the information about this woman was provided to me by the clan leader… My only task was to place a curse on Qin Yimo,” the man said.
It seemed that capturing this man was not very meaningful.
Clearly, all the information was in the hands of the clan leader he mentioned.
To find the mastermind, they must first locate the leader of the Xuanming Clan.
“What is your name?” Fang Yu asked.
“Wu Zhigao,” the man answered.
“What is your clan leader’s name?” Fang Yu continued to ask.
“Wu Heng,” Wu Zhigao replied.
“Where is the Xuanming Clan’s base?” Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, asking the most critical question.
“In the southwestern region of Mu…” Wu Zhigao was just speaking when his expression suddenly changed, his eyes bulging.
Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and immediately extended his right hand, pressing his finger against Wu Zhigao’s forehead.
A flash of white light, and Fang Yu’s consciousness entered Wu Zhigao’s soul.
At that moment, Fang Yu saw a blade-like force cutting through Wu Zhigao’s soul!
Fang Yu immediately directed his consciousness to strike at this force.
“Whoosh!”
This force was instantly dispersed by Fang Yu.
However, Wu Zhigao’s soul had already been cut in half.
The damage to the soul was irreversible.
With Wu Zhigao’s soul cut in half, there was no way to repair it.
Fang Yu withdrew his consciousness, and before him, Wu Zhigao’s eyes were wide open, devoid of any spirit.
Though he still breathed, he had completely lost the ability to think and act, not much different from a dead person.
“There are indeed still marks left in the soul… and they are hidden very deep; I didn’t notice them before,” Fang Yu raised an eyebrow and stood up.
Qin Lang stepped forward, looking at the dazed Wu Zhigao, and asked, “Mr. Fang, he…”
“This person is already useless; he can’t live,” Fang Yu said.
……
At the same time, in a remote mountainous area in the southwestern region.
In a stone house, an old man suddenly stood up, his gaze sharp as a blade.
This man was the clan leader of the Xuanming Clan, Wu Heng.
“Zhigao is in trouble… I only asked him to negotiate with the Witch God Sect, how could something go wrong!?” Wu Heng’s face was serious as he paced back and forth in the stone house.
He had left a mark on the soul of every member of the Xuanming Clan.
The purpose of this mark, besides preventing betrayal, was to allow him to quickly know the situation of each clan member.
Just now, he sensed the mark in Wu Zhigao’s soul violently shaking, then suddenly dissipating.
This situation was clear; Wu Zhigao had fallen into enemy hands and had been forced to reveal information he shouldn’t have, triggering the mark.
Wu Heng was puzzled as to why Wu Zhigao would get into trouble.
He had gone to Huaibei to negotiate cooperation with the Witch God Sect.
The Witch God Sect was currently seeking the return of the Xuanming Clan and would have no reason to harm Wu Zhigao.
This meant that Wu Zhigao’s entire process of negotiating cooperation with the Witch God Sect was not dangerous.
This indicated that Wu Zhigao’s trouble was likely due to something else.
Something else…
Wu Heng quickly recalled a task he had taken on over two months ago.
The employer was a big shot, and the assassination target was also a significant figure.
Wu Heng had initially hesitated to take on that task due to its high risk, but the conditions proposed by the employer were too tempting, and he ultimately succumbed to the temptation and accepted the job.
Afterward, he sent Wu Zhigao, the most skilled in curse techniques among the younger generation, to place a curse on the target…
What he never expected was that while the task of placing the curse was completed, Wu Zhigao encountered a major problem when trying to contact the cursed insects to control the curse’s outbreak!
Wu Zhigao’s connection with the cursed insects was cut off, and his location was tracked!
In this situation, Wu Heng immediately ordered Wu Zhigao to leave the area and return to the clan.
However, even though the task was not completed satisfactorily, the employer still paid Wu Heng half of the previously agreed conditions.
This matter had already passed over two months, and Wu Heng had set it aside.
But now, two months later, Wu Zhigao was in trouble!
This indicated that the consequences of this matter had begun to ferment!
This task was indeed not easy to take on!
The identity of the target was too noble; if something dangerous happened, their family would never let it go!
The more Wu Heng thought, the deeper his frown became.
He paced back and forth in the stone house, feeling heavy-hearted.
He regretted it a bit.
He had been blinded by greed back then.
He shouldn’t have gotten involved in such a level of family conflict!
Once involved, trouble would be endless!
But now, it was too late to regret.
Having come this far, he still had to find a way to resolve it.
Currently, the Xuanming Clan and the Witch God Sect were negotiating cooperation, preparing to undertake a significant task.
He absolutely could not be distracted by other matters!
“Sigh, Zhigao is gone… I don’t even know how much the Qin family knows…” Wu Heng sat back down on the bamboo mat, closed his eyes tightly, and forced himself to calm down, thinking about countermeasures.
Nearly ten minutes later, Wu Heng opened his eyes, a glint of brilliance flashing within.
“First, contact the original employer… they must know the situation of the Qin family well…”
……
Fang Yu sat on the sofa in Qin Lang’s living room, sipping the tea Qin Lang had brewed for him.
“This tea is definitely not pure natural; the taste isn’t pure enough, and the smoky flavor is too strong,” Fang Yu took a sip and commented.
“Sorry, Mr. Fang, if you don’t like this tea, I’ll have someone change it for you immediately…” Qin Lang hurriedly said.
Fang Yu waved his hand and said, “No need, I was just saying it casually.”
Qin Lang’s expression was serious as he asked, “Mr. Fang, what should I do now? Wu Zhigao has already become a vegetable… the clues have been cut off.”
Fang Yu crossed his legs, looking at Qin Lang, and said, “Who did the Qin family offend? Doesn’t Qin Wudao have an idea? I remember when the curse was placed on Qin Yimo, someone contacted Qin Wudao to negotiate terms, right? Even with that, you still can’t determine the target?”
Hearing this question, Qin Lang’s expression stiffened, and he said in a deep voice, “Mr. Fang, my grandfather indeed has some suspects in mind… but given the current situation, there is absolutely no evidence, and we can’t do anything.”
Fang Yu nodded.
He could understand this situation.
“Although Wu Zhigao is already useless, the clues are not completely severed,” Fang Yu said.
Qin Lang’s expression changed as he stared at Fang Yu and asked, “Mr. Fang, do you mean…”
“The people Wu Zhigao met today, if I’m not mistaken, should be from the Witch God Sect. Have you heard of the Witch God Sect?” Fang Yu asked.
“The Witch God Sect… seems to be a cult active in the Huaibei and Jiangnan regions? I’ve heard of it, but I don’t know much about it,” Qin Lang replied.
