Chapter 309 - 120: Chaos (3)

Chapter 309: Chapter 120: Chaos (3)

CRACKLE! ZAP!

The Yin Yang Dragon Pearls hovered in the air, drawn to one another. Arcs of brilliant, lightning-like light erupted between them, forming a Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram that spun faster and faster.

Originally, the Yang Attribute Dragon Pearl Origin was nearly at Perfection, while only twenty to thirty percent of the Yin Attribute Dragon Pearl Origin remained. But as they spun, the Extreme Yang began to transform into Extreme Yin, and the two Dragon Pearl Origins rapidly approached a balance.

After three to five breaths.

Once the Origins of the Yin Yang Dragon Pearls were balanced, the strange transformation didn’t stop. In fact, it was only just beginning.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The Yin Yang Dragon Pearls danced through the air, colliding repeatedly with incredible speed. At last, they both shattered. The two Dragon Pearl Origins fused, taking on a chaotic hue.

Their original Barriers—one crimson red, the other moon-white—now also turned into a translucent, colorless Barrier.

Fang Rui recalled a secret he had read, and a thought struck him: ’So, these Yin Yang Dragon Pearls aren’t just a simple pair of Yin and Yang. They’re an extremely rare case of life-bound cultivation, perfectly compatible with each other.’

’This means their Origins can fuse without any barriers, evolving into chaos. This kind of energy can be called the Chaos Dragon Pearl Origin.’

"Retrieve!"

Fang Rui suddenly beckoned with his hand. He used his Gang Essence to contain the Chaos Dragon Pearl Origin, shaping it into a walnut-sized orb.

’As expected, this is a higher-level energy. If I rely on this, I could probably unleash power beyond the limits of the First Grade. This is a true Super Grade trump card!’

He felt a faint thrill of excitement.

Just then—

Outside the Divine Capture Bureau, a series of shouts suddenly rang out.

"Faster! Move faster! Our masters are waiting to be rescued!"

"Form ranks! Prepare for battle!"

"Lock this place down!"

...

’Reinforcements from the Prefectural Magistrate’s Office? They’re here already?!’

Fang Rui’s eyes narrowed. With a wave of his hand, he tore off his sleeve to use as a mask.

There was a reason he hadn’t disguised himself earlier.

After questioning Chu Xingyun, he had rushed straight over here to prevent his target from being tipped off or the Zhen uncle and nephew from moving. There was no time to waste on a disguise.

At the same time, Fang Rui had his own calculations. By showing his true face, he hoped the Zhen uncle and nephew might feel a pang of guilt and hesitate for a fraction of a second. Or perhaps the shock of seeing him would throw their minds into disarray...

In any case, as long as it could affect the Zhen uncle and nephew’s state even slightly and increase his odds of winning by a tiny fraction, it was completely worth it.

—And don’t underestimate that. Many times, the smallest difference is the one between life and death!

And don’t accuse Fang Rui of fighting dirty. Once the Zhen Family uncle and nephew were branded as enemies, "unscrupulous" became a compliment.

As for exposing his identity to the Zhen uncle and nephew?

If Fang Rui won, Zhen Daoji and Zhen Yi, along with all the Zhen Family’s trusted followers here, would die!

If he lost... whether his identity was exposed or not would be meaningless.

’Before, it was to increase my chances of winning. That’s no longer necessary!’

Fang Rui covered his face with the cloth and mobilized the Chaos Dragon Ball Energy in his chest. ’Perfect timing. I’ll test out this trump card and erase all traces here at the same time... That way, even if the Zhen Family’s patriarch shows up, he probably won’t be able to find a single clue.’

WHOOSH!

He took a deep breath, drew out a wisp of the Chaos Dragon Pearl Origin, and condensed it in his palm. He brought his hands together and then pushed, unleashing it with his Perfection Level Swordsmanship.

SWISH!

A streak of light flashed by like lightning. Wherever it passed, the residual auras of Extraordinary Energy from tonight’s great battle instantly melted away like snow under a scorching sun.

The streak of light, its momentum unabated, flashed and disappeared into the Divine Capture Bureau’s Star-Picking Tower behind him.

After that one strike.

’Looks like I overdid it. Time to go!’

A glint flashed in Fang Rui’s eyes. Without a moment’s hesitation, he turned and took a single step, instantly appearing dozens of feet away. He vanished as if shrinking the very ground beneath him.

...

The Divine Capture Bureau’s Star-Picking Tower was the tallest building in all of Huaiyin Prefecture.

A poem praised it: "The perilous tower rises a thousand feet; with a hand, one can pluck the stars."

「A moment after Fang Rui departed」

The Star-Picking Pavilion suddenly lit up. A web of crisscrossing lines appeared on its surface, and a scorching light burst forth from within them.

RUMBLE!

The tower collapsed.

Outside the Divine Capture Bureau, the Zhen Family loyalists who had hastily brought the Four Spirit Guards and Government Soldiers instantly met with disaster.

"Look, the Star-Picking Tower is lighting up!"

"It’s not just lighting up, it’s... Oh no!"

"The tower’s collapsing! Run!"

...

RUMBLE!

The collapsing tower kicked up a billowing cloud of dust and smoke, which surged downward like a raging flood.

The Zhen Family loyalists, who had just rushed here with the Four Spirit Guards and Government Soldiers, now scrambled to turn and flee for their lives, shoving and trampling one another.

Every man wished his parents had given him two more legs, terrified he wasn’t running fast enough.

"Get the hell out of my way!"

"Agh, my leg!"

"Stop stepping on me! Don’t... Ugh!"

...

For a moment, a cacophony of curses, screams of pain, and the thunder of trampling feet filled the air.

A living hell.

An army is said to be strong, and it is. Formed into a battle array and aided by a Secret Treasure, not even the current Fang Rui would dare to face it head-on.

But without a Commander-in-Chief, they were just a disorganized mob, nothing more.

In other words: an organized army of ten thousand is an army of ten thousand. But when that army routs, they’re less useful than ten thousand pigs.

This was clearly the latter situation.

...

「In the distance」

The Prefectural Magistrate arrived in a hurry with his men. Seeing the collapsed Star-Picking Tower, he finally couldn’t stop himself from cursing, "Those stupid pigs finally rushed to get themselves killed! And Zhen Daoji, that son of a bitch! I’ve been royally screwed by him!"

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