Kill, If You Say So

The midday sun of the seventh month beat down mercilessly on the earth, falling directly overhead, compressing the shade of the trees into small circles.

The mountains and valleys were still, without even a trace of breeze.

The forest, like a green ocean, had leaves that shimmered, drawing nourishment from the earth, yet one could still sense their listlessness.

They persevered, holding on until the wind came, the clouds arrived, or the sun shifted, no longer so scorching, so they could have a moment to breathe.

But the two people in front of the forest were spirited and high-spirited.

They seemed much more resilient than the leaves.

Judging from their expressions, it was as if a mountain of gold was right in front of them, waiting to be reached out and grabbed.

More and more Martial Students couldn't help but watch from a distance.

It seemed they had encountered robbers?

Everyone was curious how the person in the carriage would respond.

Wasn't he supposed to be the chivalrous Fang Che?

Fang Che coughed lightly.

Night Dream hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and with her fair hands, lifted the carriage curtain.

A foot stepped out first, clad in a meticulously crafted black leather boot, with dark gold patterns. The foot landed firmly on the ground, stirring up dust, revealing the graceful, slender, and well-proportioned shape of the calf.

Then, a head of black hair emerged from the carriage, thick and lush, bound by a dark gold headband, which refracted a mesmerizing color in the sunlight. The headband was as thick as a goose egg, showing how abundant and robust the hair was. A purple jade hairpin was inserted diagonally through the hair, securing the headband. The purple light on both sides was actually misty.

The other foot landed on the ground in sync. A black cloak, inlaid with dark gold patterns, and the body slowly straightened. Revealing a handsome face. Eyebrows as thick as swords, naturally sharp enough to pierce the sky.

Beneath the eyebrows, eyes like the stars and the sea, deep and contemplative. A face like fine jade, without a single flaw. A straight nose, thin lips, pursed, revealing an elegant curve.

Red lips and white teeth, clear eyes. The black hair was meticulously styled, yet a strand hung loosely behind the ear, swaying slightly.

Broad shoulders and a straight back, slightly slender, the cloak casually open, revealing strong arms and a narrow waist, long and powerful legs, indescribably tall and handsome. Just standing there, he was like a jade tree in the wind, elegant, yet with a calm demeanor, as steady as a mountain.

Fang Che moved his feet, taking three steps forward. Elegant and composed, as if walking on clouds. As he walked, the dark gold patterns on the cloak rippled like waves, and rays of light refracted in the sunlight, then disappeared, and then countless different positions elsewhere, flashed with light again.

With every step, it was as if he carried a galaxy of stars with him.

With just this appearance, everyone's eyes seemed to light up, and they couldn't help but cheer in their hearts: What a demeanor! He truly deserves the words 'A jade-like man on the road, an unparalleled young master'! It must be said that even Night Dream couldn't help but be mesmerized when she saw him.

In that instant, she felt that being scolded a few times by such a person didn't seem like much.

Besides, he was right to scold! ...

The two men opposite him were so awed by his demeanor that they couldn't speak for a moment.

Fang Che said lightly, "Are you two looking for me? May I ask what you want?"

"Uh..."

The tall, bald man opposite him had fine sweat on his forehead, and he finally came back to his senses. Seeing Fang Che's appearance, and comparing it to his own, he suddenly felt a surge of anger rising in his heart.

He immediately roared, "Fang Che! Do you know who I am?"

Fang Che reached out his hand, and Night Dream very obediently placed a snow-white handkerchief in his hands.

He elegantly wiped his hands, and said casually, "Who are you?"

"I am Su Yue's maternal uncle."

A look of ferocity and greed appeared on the ugly face of the burly man, "I heard that Young Master Fang is managing my nephew's family assets. After receiving the news, I rushed here as quickly as possible, and finally arrived before you left."

"Oh."

Fang Che smiled, revealing his white teeth, "I wonder what this uncle wants?"

"What do I want? Isn't it obvious? My poor nephew's family is all dead. As his uncle, I naturally have to protect his family property. I came to see Young Master Fang today for this very reason."

Fang Che smiled with interest, "So, you came all this way to ask for money?"

The bald burly man said with righteous indignation, "Exactly."

Fang Che smiled, standing with his hands behind his back, his cloak moving without wind, reflecting the light, "How much do you want?"

"At least one million taels to start!"

Greed flashed in the bald burly man's eyes.

"Heh..."

Fang Che smiled faintly.

The Su Family's assets are worth hundreds of millions, and there are countless gold notes and various rare treasures. One million taels? This burly man probably just wants to take advantage, but he is too close to Azure Wave City and doesn't dare to make a move, so he can only follow all the way here.

And he doesn't dare to enter the Ten Thousand Spirits Forest.

This shows that his strength is low.

Lacking knowledge and low strength—he should be someone else's pawn to test the waters.

Fang Che felt relieved in his heart and said lightly, "It is true that Su Yue's family property is in my hands, but if you want it, unless you have Su Yue's handwritten letter, or a note from the Guardian Hall proving that you are of the Su Family bloodline."

"If just any Tom, Dick, or Harry could come and take money from me, how could I, Fang Che, be worthy of Su Yue?!"

Fang Che smiled, his eyes cold, "Don't talk about being an uncle or anything like that, come and take it with your own ability!"

"I was just about to rely on..."

The bald burly man had just uttered a word.

A flash of light appeared before his eyes, and Fang Che had already taken a big step forward, the light flashing suddenly.

Clang.

The sound of a sword leaving its sheath rang out.

But the sword could not be seen anywhere.

The light had already reached the bald burly man's throat.

His eyes suddenly became frightened.

Fang Che had already sheathed his sword and retreated.

Blood Spirit Seven Swords First Style, A Touch of Red!

Searching Soul Sword is without shadow, the sword comes out startling gods and ghosts; killing without seeing blood, a touch of red under the sword. [Salute to my favorite book]

The two people opposite him fell backward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

At their throats, a touch of red slowly spread. Yet no blood flowed out.

As the sword tip touched their throats, it shattered their Adam's apples, severed their windpipes, and a sword qi surged upward, twisting and scattering their brain's spiritual essence. Another sword qi plunged downward, piercing their internal organs, shattering their Dantians! These were all consequences of that one sword strike.

Their souls were utterly destroyed!

In other words, as Fang Che sheathed his sword and retreated, the two sword qis were still wreaking havoc within the enemies' bodies.

Silence! The onlookers, near and far, were all in shock.

Fang Che wore a slight smile, standing with his hands behind his back in the shade of a tree, slightly raising his head, squinting at the sky's harsh sunlight, which in his eyes, resembled beams of sword light descending from the heavens.

Then, his gaze swept across the faces of the onlookers, and he said, "A farce. I wonder which expert set up such a clumsy plot. People are all poor. Everyone living in this world, in this Jianghu, wants to make money and stand out. I understand!"

"So, I understand today's events. But there's one thing I want to say to the person behind this."

Fang Che said calmly, "Some money, you have to take with your life. Or rather, you have to have the life to get it!"

These words had a very strong implied meaning.

There were now seven or eight people watching from the sidelines, some were Martial Students from Azure Wave City, and a small number were not.

Everyone's eyes showed some shock.

They were shocked by Fang Che's ruthlessness and decisiveness.

He killed as he said, directly attacking, without leaving the other party any room for maneuver. They were also shocked by the sharpness of Fang Che's cultivation and killing techniques.

What kind of sword technique was that? Several people looked at each other, but no one spoke. They were all expressionless.

At least on the surface, it was impossible to tell who was behind those two fools.

"Actually, I'm very clear that there must be someone behind these two fools who jumped out so overestimating themselves. And these people are one of you."

"I have no interest in investigating."

Fang Che said indifferently, "A person who would operate like this for so little money is not worthy of being seen in my eyes or kept in my heart."

"And it's someone who didn't even dare to make a move in Azure Wave City. Hehe."

Fang Che flicked his sleeves and smiled, revealing his teeth, "Just a rat!"

A young man in white smiled and said, "Brother Fang is right, I also look down on such people."

He smiled, cupped his fist, and said sincerely, "I am Kang Zijian, I hope to meet and travel with Brother Fang in the Martial Academy in the future."

Fang Che smiled faintly and cupped his fist, "Brother Kang."

Next to Kang Zijian, there was another young man, his eyes flickering, but he still took a step forward and said, "I am Wei Zihao from Azure Wave City, I have met Young Master Fang. Young Master should not be angry, there are so many clowns in this world, if there are such incidents in the future, Wei will be willing to fight alongside Young Master Fang!"

Wei Zihao.

The genius Martial Warrior of the Wei Family of Azure Wave City.

Also one of this batch of Martial Students rushing to take the exam.

The Wei Family, like the Fang Family, is one of the four great ninth-grade families of Azure Wave City.

Fang Che fixed his eyes on Wei Zihao for a moment, and smiled: "What Brother Wei said is true, there is indeed no need to pay attention to such clowns."

Several teenagers also stepped forward one after another, introducing themselves and making friends. Their impression of Fang Che was very good.

Decisive in killing, swift and decisive, impeccable in dealing with people, elegant, and courteous.

Making people feel like they are bathing in the spring breeze.

Who wouldn't like to befriend such a person?

Fang Che thus gained a bunch of friends.

Then everyone worked together to dig a pit and bury the bodies of the two robbers, and then set off on their separate ways.

Because the Martial Academy does not allow Martial Students to travel together, each person must arrive at the Martial Academy independently to count.

Night Dream was a little puzzled.

In her opinion, there must be a mastermind behind these guys. But why did Fang Che just let this matter go?

Could it be that he really only killed those two people?

This guy doesn't usually seem like such a magnanimous person.

In the dense forest on the left side of the road, a person was integrated with the dense leaves, and could not be seen even when walking up to them.

It was Fan Tiantiao.

At this moment, he also had a puzzled look on his face: This guy just left like that? According to his experience, among these people, that Wei Zihao is very suspicious, and is very likely to be the mastermind.

And the two people who made the move, although they were killed in an instant, their cultivation should not be low. Even if they were not Martial Masters, they should be high-level Martial Warriors.

This kind of cultivation is naturally like ants in Fan Tiantiao's eyes, but it is almost enough to deal with Fang Che.

At least that's what the mastermind should have thought.

But he didn't expect to be killed so easily by Fang Che.

"Why not send higher-level experts?"

"Is it just to test his strength?"

"Why did Fang Che just let it go like that?"

Fan Tiantiao was constantly calculating in his heart.

And on the right side of the road.

There was also a person hiding in a distant tree, watching this place.

It was Qian Sanjiang.

At this moment, Qian Sanjiang was also frowning, unable to figure it out.

"Killing those people just now was really satisfying. Why is it that after killing them, after saying a few meaningless words, you're not going to pursue the matter? That Wei Zihao clearly has issues, why not continue to investigate?"

"What's the use of only killing these two people? The mastermind is still behind the scenes, wouldn't that mean endless trouble in the future? Moreover, you've exposed your cultivation, allowing them to send people who are even more prepared later on. It's truly unwise."

"Is it because you're young and didn't consider things thoroughly, or is it because you have other considerations?"