Inside the dim gambling den.
The gazes of the two men met.
A suffocating atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.
Looking at Xu Hu, Fang Xing's face remained completely calm, revealing not a trace of anything unusual.
Yet, from the look in Xu Hu's eyes, Fang Xing caught a flicker of something strange.
Though it was fleeting, it had still caught his attention.
Fang Xing was certain that this was his first time meeting the leader of the Black Tiger Gang.
What he couldn't fathom was why this fellow would want to make a move against him.
Could it be that there was someone else behind him?
"I wonder how I should address you, brother?" Xu Hu broke the silence first, asking with a jovial laugh.
"Oh? Does Gang Leader Xu not recognize me?" Fang Xing spun the teacup at his side, speaking indifferently.
Hearing this, Xu Hu's pupils constricted slightly, a ripple passing through his heart, yet he maintained his composure and smiled. "Perhaps my eyes are dim, as I do not believe I know you, brother."
"Does Gang Leader Xu truly not recognize me?" Fang Xing tapped his fingertips lightly against the tabletop. His tone remained flat, but his eyes were locked firmly onto Xu Hu.
Meeting Fang Xing's gaze, Xu Hu squeezed out a smile, the scar on his face appearing to writhe like a living thing. "Sir, my eyes are poor and my memory is not what it used to be. Please, tell me why you have come."
Fang Xing rose slowly, looking at Xu Hu. "Does Gang Leader Xu not know the reason for my visit?"
Hearing this, Xu Hu feigned a moment of contemplation before looking at Fang Xing. "I heard from someone along the way that it concerns the lives of two people."
"Then, surely Gang Leader Xu knows who these two people are?" Fang Xing said mildly.
Watching the nonchalant Fang Xing, Xu Hu nodded slightly. "I know a bit about the situation regarding those two, though I am not clear on the specifics."
"Oh?"
Fang Xing looked at Xu Hu, revealing a smile. "How do you think these two died, Gang Leader Xu?"
"This..." Xu Hu pondered for a moment. "Sir, the Wild Wolf Gang and my own have always had friction. I suspect their deaths likely have something to do with the Wild Wolf Gang."
"But the information I have seems to suggest otherwise. It appears this matter has something to do with you, Gang Leader Xu."
Fang Xing looked at Xu Hu, speaking coolly.
Hearing this, Xu Hu's expression hardened, his eyes fixed upon him.
"I wonder what evidence you might have, sir?"
"Both of these men were members of your Black Tiger Gang. The information I have suggests they met their ends under your instructions."
"How do you account for this, Gang Leader Xu?"
Fang Xing shifted his tone, questioning him sharply.
Xu Hu's complexion changed, and he spoke hurriedly. "Sir, this is surely slander."
Fang Xing narrowed his eyes at Xu Hu. "Gang Leader Xu, whether it is slander or not, you will know once you accompany me to the county yamen."
Hearing this, Xu Hu's face darkened instantly. He looked at Fang Xing, took a deep breath, and produced a money bag from his waist, placing it onto the gambling table.
"Sir, there must be a misunderstanding here. Consider this money your tea fee."
"What is this? Is Gang Leader Xu refusing to cooperate with the investigation?" Fang Xing stared at Xu Hu, his gaze icy.
Xu Hu's expression stiffened. He looked at Fang Xing and squeezed out a smile. "Sir, if there is a matter to discuss, can we not do it right here?"
"Gang Leader Xu, I will ask one more time: are you coming, or not?"
Fang Xing said with a cold face.
"Sir, I truly have other matters to attend to."
"So, you have no intention of cooperating?" Fang Xing said mildly.
"Sir, I only wish to turn a major issue into a minor one. Whenever you need anything from the Black Tiger Gang in the future, I will certainly cooperate," Xu Hu said, maintaining a smile.
Hearing this, Fang Xing suddenly laughed. "Gang Leader Xu makes a fair point. Very well, I shall accept this. Perhaps there will be times in the future when I have need of you."
With that, Fang Xing took the money bag from the table.
Seeing this, Xu Hu was stunned for a moment, then immediately nodded. "If there is a need in the future, the Black Tiger Gang will surely cooperate."
Fang Xing gave a brilliant smile, nodded lightly, and turned to walk away.
But the moment they brushed past each other, a flash of cold light erupted as Fang Xing spun around.
"Pfft!"
The blade at his waist was drawn with lightning speed and struck Xu Hu's body.
At such close range, even the reflexes of a Bright Force martial artist could not keep up.
The sharp blade plunged directly into his waist.
A searing pain erupted from his side, and Xu Hu's eyes widened abruptly.
"You..."
The sudden strike and the intense pain caused Xu Hu's face to turn deathly pale.
He reacted instantly.
But it was a step too late. One of Fang Xing's hands clamped onto his shoulder like an iron vice, and he delivered a brutal elbow strike to his head.
This strike had been building power for a long time.
"Crack!"
Xu Hu's body collapsed onto the gambling table, the force of the blow shattering the wood beneath him.
"Pfft!"
Before he could even recover, pain surged in his chest.
The tip of the blade had been driven straight into his heart, and blood welled up, filling the air.
Fang Xing's gaze was frigid as he looked at the dying Xu Hu, whispering softly, "Gang Leader Xu, go down and keep those two company."
These words caused his body to stiffen.
He had known all along...
He had been playing with him the entire time!
As the thought flashed through his mind, a flicker of fury ignited in Xu Hu's heart, but before he could react, the blade was driven deeper into his heart.
A sense of powerlessness washed over him.
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he stared at Fang Xing with wide eyes, his consciousness fading.
"The... the envoy... will... will avenge... me."
With those few words barely uttered, Xu Hu's expression froze in that final moment.
Heart pierced, even a Bright Force martial artist could not survive.
But that final sentence made Fang Xing's gaze harden.
An envoy...
Is this the person hiding behind the Black Tiger Gang?!
Before Fang Xing could process this, a wisp of crimson suddenly rose from Xu Hu's body and vanished into his own.
?
What was this?
Fang Xing was startled, but soon, the Crimson Panel appeared before him.
Name: Fang Xing Cultivation: Bright Force Enhancement Level: One Star (3%) Enhancement Points: 68
"Sixty-eight points..."
Seeing the enhancement points, Fang Xing's pupils constricted.
Could it be that the wisp of crimson had increased his enhancement points?!
He had gained a full fifty points in one go.
Was this another way to obtain enhancement points?!
But that didn't seem right.
Why hadn't he gained any from the two people he killed yesterday?
Looking at the dead Xu Hu, Fang Xing furrowed his brows.
Suddenly, a flash of insight struck his mind.
A martial artist!
The two he killed yesterday were just ordinary people, but Xu Hu was different.
He was a martial artist who had mastered internal force.
"Killing a Bright Force martial artist grants fifty enhancement points..."
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Fang Xing's heart began to burn with excitement.
It seemed this second method was far more efficient!
One Bright Force martial artist was worth fifty enhancement points.
If he killed a few more, wouldn't he easily break one hundred?!
And if he killed an even stronger Dark Force martial artist, how many points would that be?!
Fang Xing's heart was ablaze.
In that moment, he couldn't wait to slaughter a few more martial artists.
He had toiled bitterly for an entire day to earn a mere two Enhancement Points. Perhaps his cultivation breakthroughs would yield more in the future, but compared to this, nothing could compare to such speed.
The way of the evil cultivator was truly fast!
A thought flashed through his mind.
But soon, Fang Xing calmed down again.
This method of acquisition for evil cultivators was indeed fast, but the risks were also enormous.
This time, taking down Xu Hu had only been possible because he had caught him off guard and struck when he was unprepared.
In a true head-on collision, the outcome would be uncertain.
After all, he only practiced basic martial arts.
Dealing with ordinary people was as easy as turning over one's hand, but dealing with a martial artist was not nearly so simple.
"But at least I now know another way to acquire them. Once my strength grows, this method will allow me to improve rapidly..."
Fang Xing's eyes brightened.
With enough Enhancement Points, improving his strength would be as easy as turning over his hand.
With sufficient Enhancement Points, it was equivalent to him possessing resources that others could not even imagine.
Breaking through the Three Foundation Establishment Realms, borrowing the false to cultivate the true, and achieving godhood through martial arts—none of that would be a problem.
Heaven, Earth, Method, Companion, Wealth!
Wealth was equivalent to resources!
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