"Pfft--"
Fang Han just slashed out with his sword. Gong Biao's remaining left hand was cut off and blood spurted out.
To him now, a sixth-grade warrior is no different from a Seventh Rank warrior or a Eighth Grade Martial Artist warrior, both of whom cannot stop his sword.
"Ah--"
Under the severe pain, Gong Biao was about to retreat when a cold sword edge was placed on his neck, and the biting coldness made him freeze instantly.
The battle started suddenly and ended even faster.
In just a few short seconds, the official road was filled with the corpses of the Gong Clan warriors.
Only Gong Biao looked pale, and was restrained by Fang Han with a sword, standing there unable to move.
"Where is Gong Xing?"
Fang Han's voice is cold and contains no emotion.
"Haha, Xing'er is not with us at all. Qingyang Prefecture has already appeared at this moment. You can't find him!"
Gong Biao's face was pale and he was sweating profusely, but his airway was extremely hard.
"I ask again, where is Gong Xing?"
Fang Han didn't believe Gong Biao's lies at all, so he stabbed a bloody hole in Gong Biao's body with his long sword and asked.
Sect intelligence shows that Gong Xing fled with the Gong Clan. Now that he is gone, he must have sensed the danger and chose to act separately from the Gong Clan.
"Ah!" Gong Biao suddenly let out a pitiful howl like a slaughtering pig, in agony.
However, no matter how Fang Han pressed him and tried his best, Gong Biao would insist that Gong Xing had already left Qingyang Prefecture and was missing.
Or just cry out and beg for mercy, saying that you don't know.
Fang Han's patience is exhausted, and murderous intent is evident in his eyes. Since he can't ask for useful information, it's useless to keep it.
"Pfft!"
With a flash of sword light, Gong Biao's howling stopped abruptly, and his head rolled to the ground, with extreme fear still in his eyes.
Fang Han sheathed his sword and began to quickly search the convoy without looking at the mess on the ground.
He turned all the carriages upside down, pried open the mezzanines, inspected the goods, and finally plundered all valuable properties, including gold, silver, jewelry, silver notes, and some precious medicinal materials and ores that were easy to carry.
After counting, the total number of banknotes and physical objects was about two million taels, of which the majority were banknotes. After all, banknotes were more convenient to carry than others.
"More than two million taels... this is by no means all of the Gong Clan's assets!"
Fang Han looked at the banknotes and several packages filled with belongings in his hand, his eyes thinking.
In terms of scale, Gong Clan is still above Fang Clan, which can be regarded as a medium-sized Lineage. The wealth accumulated is far more than this. I am afraid that a large part of it was taken away by Gong Xing.
"System Panel."
Fang Han made a thought and summoned System Panel, which was only visible to him.
[Host: Fang Han]
[Root Bone Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Sword Art Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Footwork Talent Amplification: 128 times (Level Eight Amplification requires 1 million gold)]
[Secret Technique Talent Amplification: 64 times (the seventh level of increase requires 10 million silver)]
[Possessed Wealth:18.6 million silver]
"Recharge."
In addition to the banknotes, Fang Han selected "Recharge" for all the other physical objects such as gold, silver, jewelry, medicinal materials, ores.
[Possessed Wealth: 18.6 million silver → 19.12 million silver]
Possessed Wealth increased by 520,000.
The remaining banknotes are about 2 million taels.
Because the whereabouts of Gong Xing were unknown, he did not carefully count them.
"Think you can escape like this?"
Putting away the banknote properly, Fang Han looked towards the direction from which the caravan came.
Casting Body Movement, he walked along the route the caravan came from.
"<Spirit Sniffing Art>!"
The Proficiency Realm level <Spirit Sniffing Art> was pushed to the extreme, and the various smells remaining on the road were introduced into his nose.
He compared these smells with the smell of Gong Xing in his memory, looking for the smell of Gong Xing.
In this way, look for the difference between Gong Xing and Gong Clan.
In the desolate mountain forest, there are towering ancient trees and tangled vines. The light is fragmented by the dense canopy, casting mottled and swaying light and shadow.
A figure was walking through the forest at an extremely fast speed, its footsteps stepping on the rotten leaves and exposed tree roots, making a subtle but rapid "rustling" sound.
This man was about twenty-five or six years old, with a long and narrow face, and his eyes were habitually slightly narrowed. Even when he was running for his life, he still had a lingering sinister temperament.
It is Gong Xing that is separated from the Gong Clan team.
The aura around him was surging, and he had reached the early stage of the fifth level. Compared with when Liangshui City was in conflict with Fang Han due to the silver mine, his strength had made great progress.
However, at this moment, there was no trace of joy on his face as he had improved his cultivation, only an overwhelming anxiety and a hint of fear.
Disguising themselves as a caravan and escaping was originally the safest plan discussed by Lineage.
Caravans traveling between counties can minimize the risk of inspections at checkpoints along the way.
But halfway through the journey, a sense of heart palpitations and chills, like a cold poisonous snake, quietly wrapped around his heart.
It seemed as if an invisible crisis was rapidly approaching from behind.
Although his father Gong Biao and other clan elders believed that he was too suspicious and insisted on acting according to the original plan, he was still unable to suppress the growing uneasiness.
While passing through a section of road, he and his father Gong Biao discussed meeting outside the county, left the caravan, and went into the hidden and difficult-to-travel mountain forest.
A longer, but more secluded path was chosen.
"My intuition was right... it was right to separate."
Gong Xing pushed Body Movement to the extreme while chewing this uneasiness over and over again in his heart.
He could not describe specifically where the danger came from, but the name "Fang Han" swirled in his mind like a nightmare.
Logged in to Prodigy Ranking, and his ranking on Prodigy Ranking continued to improve... Every time news about Fang Han came, it made him restless.
Hiring Gou Laosan was a desperate and crazy move. Now that the fight has been lost, the only way to survive is to escape from Qingyang Prefecture.
On the official road, Fang Han searched for Gong Xing along the road the caravan came from.
The Proficiency Realm level <Spirit Sniffing Art> operates at full capacity, turning the surrounding world into an extremely clear scent map.
The smell of dust, the faint smell of tung oil and livestock left by the ruts, the mixed smell of body breath and sweat of many Gong family members...
A few hours later, although it was extremely thin, it was covered up by the slightly pungent smell of some medicinal powder, and it carried a somewhat familiar smell, which he found.
It is the smell that belongs to Gong Xing!
"Found it!"
Fang Han's eyes narrowed.
He sensed it carefully and found that the scent was about a hundred feet ahead, turned suddenly, deviated from the official road, and disappeared into the vast forest beside the road.
"As expected, we separated, but we were cautious enough."
Fang Han's body swayed, and <Windcloud Escape> spread out, turning into an invisible blue smoke.
Passing the official road, it went straight into the deep forested mountains.
Once entering the mountain forest, the environment suddenly became several times more complicated. In the mountain forest, various smells mixed with the smell of Gong Xing, making the search more difficult.
But in front of <Spirit Sniffing Art> who has reached Proficiency Realm, there is nothing to hide.
Fang Han followed the trail quickly, much faster than Gong Xing who was groping through the mountains and forests. The distance between the two was quickly closing.
Yangquan Mountain Range, the mountains are undulating and layer upon layer, like an ancient behemoth crawling on the earth, running through Qingyang Prefecture and Songquan Prefecture.
This is already the edge of Qingyang Prefecture. You only need to climb over the highest mountain ridge ahead to enter the boundary of Songquan Prefecture.
The mountains are inaccessible all year round and there are many tigers, leopards, insects and snakes, but these threats are nothing to Gong Xing, a fifth-level warrior.
He paused briefly on a huge moss-covered rock and looked back at the deep and silent mountain forest behind him, which seemed to be able to swallow up all light.
No abnormalities were found yet, but the string in his heart was still tense.
He didn't dare to stay long, so he swallowed a Danyao that restored Internal Qi, picked up his energy, and once again used his strength to leap deep into the mountains.
Just go over the ridge ahead...
However, as soon as this thought came up, the color on his face instantly faded!
A powerful, sharp, and familiar aura that made his soul tremble was approaching from the forest behind him at a terrifying speed!
That aura was like an unsheathed sword, tearing away Void Sundering energy, with undisguised murderous intent.
"Coming after me?!"
Gong Xing's pupils shrank suddenly, and boundless fear instantly seized his heart, almost suffocating him.
Escape!
At the critical moment of life and death, Gong Xing unleashes its full potential and no longer cares about saving Internal Qi or hiding its whereabouts.
"Whoosh!"
The Internal Qi at the early stage of the fifth level exploded, filling his legs, pushing the Body Movement he had mastered to its limit.
He no longer pays attention to the lightness and concealment of his steps, but is like a frightened wild fox, jumping desperately among the trees and rocks, just for speed.
However, the pursuing aura was faster than him!
The distance between the two is rapidly shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just ten breaths, Gong Xing could even clearly hear the "chichi" sound caused by the rapid passing of branches and leaves behind him, and the cold murderous intent had almost touched his back.
"Whoosh--!"
A green shadow, like a ghost, flashed out from the shadow of the tree crown in front of Gong Xing.
It arrived first and landed lightly on a flat rock three feet in front of him, blocking his only way forward.
There was a speck of dust in his green robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his expression was calm. Only a pair of eyes, like two bottomless cold pools, reflected Gong Xing's frightened face.
It is Fang Han.
The mountain wind passed through the forest tops, bringing with it a whimpering sound, adding to the chill.
This piece of Forest Clearing seemed to be isolated from the world for an instant, leaving only two people confronting each other.
"Fang... han..."
Gong Xing's forward body stopped abruptly, and his footsteps plowed two shallow grooves on the ground.
His chest rose and fell violently, and he stared at Fang Han in front of him, his lips trembling uncontrollably.
The chance of survival was shattered, and despair was like an icy tide, completely submerging him.
"Gong Xing, why did you pay to kill me? Did anyone instruct you?"
Fang Han's eyes stayed on Gong Xing's pale and twisted face for a moment, and then he slowly spoke.
The sound was not high, but it clearly penetrated the sound of the wind and had a cold texture.
According to the intelligence, the person who hired the murderer was Gong Xing, but it cannot be ruled out that there is a hidden instigator behind him. This must naturally be clarified.