A Dragon's Roar Across Ten Thousand Miles Heralds a World-Shaking Change!
Fang Shuwen almost laughed at this person, but he gently shook his head:
"A real man keeps his word."
"Since you just said no, how can you go back on your word now?"
The man in the red robe felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.
He came under orders, and the reason he was so nonchalant was because he didn't take Fang Shuwen seriously at all.
Who would have thought that Fang Shuwen's martial arts skills were so superb?
Even with his men joining forces, they couldn't defeat him.
Although his palm strike was hastily delivered, it was filled with internal energy, representing the culmination of his life's work in a single palm strike.
Yet it still crumbles at the slightest touch.
Just who is this person?
Just as he was feeling dejected, he heard Fang Shuwen suddenly say:
"However, I am indeed quite curious about you guys. If you tell me honestly, maybe..."
The man in the red robe felt a slight tremor in his heart, then gave a bitter smile:
"You can't tell, you'll die if you do."
"Let's start with something that won't kill us."
Fang Shuwen said indifferently:
"I will decide whether you live or die based on the value of the information you provide."
The man in the red robe paused for a moment before speaking:
"We weren't the only ones who went to Flying Snow City to seize the Seven-String Ancient Text."
"Because the Book Immortal Murong Qingchen was also there, we mobilized a lot of manpower."
"I was just following orders, and incidentally took care of your..."
"Good idea, to solve it all at once."
Fang Shuwen shook his head and chuckled.
The man in red robes quickly said:
"This is by no means an underestimation of you..."
Don't be nervous.
Fang Shuwen said indifferently:
What you think of me is completely irrelevant to me.
"However, I am not interested in the Seven-String Ancient Text; this information of yours is meaningless to me."
The man in the red robe paused for a moment before speaking:
"However, aside from the arrangements in Flying Snow City, I dare not say anything about anything else..."
Fang Shuwen nodded:
"Then tell me. While I'm not interested in the Seven-String Ancient Text, I didn't say I wasn't interested in your information."
"... There are still some of our experts in Flying Snow City."
The man in the red robe glanced at Fang Shuwen's face, and seeing no change in his expression, continued:
"While guarding against Murong Qingchen, our main objective is to ambush the people from the Startling Flower Pavilion..."
"They had an agreement with Wu Lingxiao: they would provide a doctor to save Wu Lingxiao's life, and Wu Lingxiao would give the Seven-String Ancient Text as a reward to the Startling Flower Pavilion."
"However, the whereabouts of the experts from the Startling Flower Pavilion remain unknown for the time being."
"Startling Flower Pavilion..."
Fang Shuwen thought for a moment and said:
Tell me about the Startling Flower Pavilion.
"... I don't know much about them either."
The man in the red robe spoke without hesitation:
All I know is that the Pavilion Master Startling Flower Pavilion is named Ye Feihua.
People often describe this person with two phrases: "Neither mist nor flower nor anything seen, yet something that can be heard, thought, and observed a thousand times."
Fang Shuwen silently recited these two sentences for a moment, then asked:
What does that mean?
This person is proficient in [Non-Flower Attraction], and can transform into anyone in this world.
"This method is so subtle that even the closest people would find it difficult to detect the slightest flaw."
The man in the red robe spoke in a deep voice:
Therefore, the people of the Startling Flower Pavilion are often hard to find.
As the saying goes, a golden bell is easy to find, but a beautiful flower is hard to come by.
"From what you're saying, are you implying... Ye Feihua is currently in Flying Snow City?"
Fang Shuwen's heart stirred slightly, and he couldn't help but look towards the direction of Flying Snow City. It seemed that the lively scene in Flying Snow City was indeed extraordinary.
First came the Book Immortal Murong Qingchen, then came Ye Feihua, the Startling Flower Pavilion.
As expected, the man in the red robe nodded.
"The Seven-String Ancient Text is of great importance, and will naturally attract many important figures in the martial arts world."
But Fang Shuwen still didn't understand:
"If they are so capable, why do they need someone to escort them?"
"...[The Non-Flower Attraction] can only be cultivated by the Startling Flower Pavilion- Inducing Pavilion; no one else can."
"Those two doctors were specialists in medicine, but their martial arts skills were mediocre."
"They don't want to attract attention, so they naturally have to find ways to blend into the crowd."
"And Ye Feihua... how do you know he's not in your line of work?"
The man in the red robe's words sent chills down Fang Shuwen.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled and said:
"And what about the big shots in your group?"
"He can't come..."
Upon hearing these four words, Fang Shuwen suddenly frowned slightly.
Then, wisps of blue smoke rose from beneath the hood, and the man in the red robe panicked, trying to struggle to his feet.
Fang Shuwen narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed his shoulder.
With a single turn of the [Beiming Shengong], the red-robed man felt all the energy in his body rushing towards Fang Shuwen's Laogong acupoint in his palm.
Including the fiery energy erupting within him.
In just a moment, all his internal energy was depleted.
However, he couldn't care less about any of that. He instinctively reached out and patted his chest, then his arm. Even though he was already severely injured from the previous blow and was in excruciating pain, he didn't care. He just exclaimed with delight:
"I... I'm still alive!!"
"Thank goodness, I'm still alive!!"
Fang Shuwen clicked his tongue twice:
"How careless of me! How could I suddenly say something that shouldn't be said?"
"But judging from what you're saying, the person behind you didn't come? So they sent you here to ambush the people of the Startling Flower Pavilion, hoping to seize the Seven-String Ancient Text?"
"But how can you be sure that the Seven-String Ancient Text will ultimately appear on them?"
"Instead of being taken away by Ye Feihua directly? After all, according to you, this person's methods are elusive and unpredictable, which does sound quite remarkable."
The man in red robes then remembered that there was another deadly figure in front of him. Moreover, his True Qi had been completely swept away by Fang Shuwen. Although he was not dead, his future seemed bleak.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less about those things. After thinking for a moment, he said:
"This is no longer our responsibility... it depends on that person in Flying Snow City."
Who is that person?
"... That was a very important person."
"He was highly valued and raised by that person since childhood, learning literature and martial arts, far surpassing his peers."
"Upon seeing them, we must unconditionally obey their orders."
Fang Shuwen nodded upon hearing this, and then asked:
"It seems the Divine Fire Seal on you has been removed. Why don't you tell me what those six words meant?"
"That's not six words."
The man in the red robe subconsciously shook his head and said:
"That was a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth, resounding throughout the ten directions..."
As he spoke, his voice grew slower and slower.
As Fang Shuwen was still in shock, he saw the red-robed man's head grow larger and larger, until it pushed open the hood.
On a sudden impulse, he kicked out, sending the man flying three to five zhang away. Before the man could land, a loud explosion was heard.
The scorching heat spread in all directions, and the headless corpse of the man in red robes was already engulfed in flames.
Even Fang Shuwen couldn't help but slightly contract his pupils at that moment.
He had clearly used the [Beiming Shengong] to completely drain the True Qi from his body.
Why is there a hidden trick?
How could I be completely unaware of this?
"To say only half a sentence... may I be struck by lightning!"
Fang Shuwen frowned:
"A dragon's roar echoes across ten thousand miles, shaking the heavens and earth; upon the throne of the ten directions... what emperor?"
After a moment's hesitation, Fang Shuwen snorted coldly and then flicked his sleeves back to Lu Guiyan and the others.