Mu Fan: He's So Badly Hurt, I'll Have to Pay Him a Comforting Visit Tonight

"A blood-red brow bone?"

Lu Changzhi sensed it from afar and also felt it was somewhat magical.

He could sense a mysterious aura emanating from that brow bone, and now that it was completely exposed, he could feel its close connection to Shen Tianxun even more.

"Master, how much will his strength temporarily decrease after this attack?"

Mu Fan was standing nearby, asked.

Lu Changzhi smiled:

"It depends on the technique. A good technique can control half of your strength, while a bad technique can cause serious damage with the slightest misstep."

Mu Fan nodded, glanced at Shen Wenxi, and said:

"Although it's not ideal, I actually wish my hands were a little shaky."

Hard persimmons aren't impossible to squeeze, but soft persimmons are more cost-effective to squeeze.

The softer the persimmon, the more satisfying it is to squeeze!

At this moment, many people on the field also noticed the unusual shape of Shen Tianxun's brow bone.

"This must be a naturally occurring abnormal bone structure, right? I remember that out of ten people like this, six or seven are quite extraordinary."

"It's a case of being born with unusual bones. I once met a strange person whose limbs were made of bones. He could move his hips at will and even fly out to use as hidden weapons to attack people's soft spots. It was quite amazing."

"No wonder, no wonder the Withering and Flourishing Sect wanted Shen Clan's brow bone. They probably figured it out a long time ago. But judging from how readily Shen Clan agreed earlier, could it be that he himself didn't know about this?"

Amidst the discussion...

Liu Duanyuan has already completed the cutting work.

Liu Duanyuan sheathed his short sword and sensed Shen Tianxun's condition.

Good, you're still alive.

Then, he raised his hand again and pinched Shen Tianxun's brow bone.

"Rise!"

This time, Yanran didn't struggle as much as before.

As he moved, the blood-red brow bone began to shake, and then with a snap, the entire brow bone, trailing a red blood-red tail, was pulled out by Liu Duanyuan.

Shen Tianxun's pupils contracted sharply the instant the blood energy attached to the area behind his brow left his body, then widened again in a flash.

The sides, which had been somewhat red due to pain and fear, suddenly turned deathly pale.

As for its aura, it rapidly declined, so quickly that countless people present who sensed it were greatly shocked.

"It seems more serious than I anticipated."

Chu Chen gently shook his head.

He underestimated the importance of that brow bone to Shen Tianxun.

With his brow bone removed, Shen Tianxun seemed even more listless than an eggplant wilted by frost.

Shen Tianxun's hair, which was originally black, suddenly turned yellow from the roots, then white, and within a few breaths, it became a patch of white hair.

Seeing this, Liu Duanyuan waved his hand and put the skull he had previously removed back.

Unfortunately, perhaps due to the loss of contact, the color on the skull did not turn white.

The way the white hair was layered with black hair created a unique and beautiful effect.

"Alright."

After Liu Duanyuan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Dao Artifact flew back towards him, freeing Shen Tianxun.

The supporting spiritual energy was also taken back.

Brush.

At this moment, Shen Tianxun had no strength left to maintain his posture and instantly plummeted straight down.

Thump!

A solid thud landed on his buttocks, and then Shen Tianxun fell backward, his injured head making intimate contact with the ground once again.

Smack

With another thud, Shen Tianxun's skull fell to the ground. The rounded cut of the skull did not remain in place, but instead rolled.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of countless people, the skull rolled slowly through several arcs before finally falling at Gu Chen's feet.

For a moment, the field fell completely silent.

"This..."

Someone looked at Gu Chen, who seemed surprised, and swallowed hard before letting out a sigh:

"A gambling war, and Gu Chen, ruined a father and son."

"Unexpected, truly unexpected. The Withering and Flourishing Sect really doesn't follow the usual path. The result after removing a single brow bone is like this..." Someone gently shook their head.

Judging from the current situation, although Shen Wentian is seriously injured, Shen Tianxun is clearly in a much worse state than Shen Wentian!

On the other side.

Mu Fan looked at Shen Tianxun, who was almost asleep on the ground, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his eyes:

I didn't expect the injury to be so serious.

"Looks like I'll have to go and offer my warmth tonight."

At the same time.

Several high-ranking members of the Shen Clan were present.

Some were administering medicine, others were using spiritual energy to nourish the body, and still others were collecting and storing skull fragments.

Despite the anger and frustration, if we simply ignore the situation, we'll only become a laughingstock in everyone's eyes.

Moreover, Shen Tianxun is also the clan leader, and many important secrets and methods are known only to him.

In short, whatever happens, it's okay, but death is absolutely unacceptable.

"This betting battle is over. Your Shen Clan must remember to abide by the terms of the bet."

After Liu Duanyuan finished speaking, he immediately changed the subject and said:

"Wrong."

"I will be here for the next few days to oversee the implementation of your Shen Clan's directives."

These words were spoken.

Both on and off the field, the Shen Clan's top executives all froze in their expressions or movements, and their reactions became extremely unnatural.

My heart, which had already given up hope, can finally find peace.

Liu Duanyuan said nothing more, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from the scene.

The Shen Clan's Faith-Forging Field also disappeared along with it.

None of the people around showed any intention of leaving; they all stared intently at the place where the Shen Clan lived in the distance.

"Unexpectedly, after arriving here, we've actually benefited from being close to the source. Now, we can enjoy the advantages without having to travel any further," someone exclaimed excitedly.

Some people were eager to try their luck. "It's the Withering and Flourishing Sect, but I didn't expect it to be the Shen Clan. The Shen Clan's foundation is much stronger than the Withering and Flourishing Sect's. I wonder what we'll gain."

Many others resorted to communication methods:

"The Shen Clan has lost! Hurry from the Withering and Flourishing Sect, immediately!"

In an instant, the various forces that were originally gathered at the location of the Withering and Flourishing Sect all changed direction and flocked to the location of the Shen Clan like dark clouds passing by.

"Master."

Gu Chen walked back from the field and called out.

"How do you feel?" Lu Changzhi asked with a smile.

"I've gained a lot and benefited greatly," Gu Chen said.

That's good.

Lu Changzhi nodded, gestured, and said:

Let's rest first.

In response, Gu Chen sat down to the side, crossed his legs, and entered a meditative state.

Lu Changzhi glanced at Gu Chen and smiled slightly.

"It seems they're really looking forward to it."

He could sense that Gu Chen showed no intention of resting or cultivating at all; he was clearly just waiting for the mission rewards.

"That makes sense."

Lu Changzhi thought to himself:

"This mission is so troublesome, but it's definitely something to look forward to. I just don't know what the reward will be."