Chapter 1819 - 822: Lao Liu_2

Chapter 1819: Chapter 822: Lao Liu_2

"..."

Fang Yu seemed to recall a bit; it was those Believers who committed suicide and left behind things.

But a little bit of flesh, multiplying in Ding Hui’s hands into something resembling a writhing mass on the workbench, felt... rather disgusting.

However, Fang Yu had known Ding Hui not just for a day or two. He had grown accustomed to her doing bizarre things.

Fang Yu felt he was just Ding Hui’s lab rat, with her wanting to experiment on him with anything first.

Due to the formidable strength of the Green Demon Bloodline, even if Ding Hui messed around, it could not truly affect Fang Yu himself. At worst, it would be cutting flesh to recover, but the feeling from such actions was not pleasant, so after experiencing it once, Fang Yu seriously warned Ding Hui.

But now, in order to fully implant the True Form Three-Headed and Rewind Spirit, attempts were reluctantly acceptable with Ding Hui’s recklessness. Once Rewind Spirit could be formally implanted within the body, it would mean Ding Hui’s direction was correct, resulting in more possibilities in the future, and in terms of strength, the implanted Rewind Spirit would grant a huge boost in power, achieving two goals at once.

As for the flesh fragment, Fang Yu honestly didn’t understand; could this bizarre piece of flesh truly inspire Ding Hui?

And the origin of the flesh fragment...

"I asked Hei Ao and the others about this, those guys from Chunhong House weren’t involved, only the death of the demon Qianqian relates to them."

So the origins of those self-destructive Believers, Fang Yu truly had no idea.

"The origin isn’t important. What matters is what we can achieve with this thing."

Ding Hui’s smile grew more sinister, eliciting a feeling of madness and evil, while Diao Xiaohui, who had been silent on the side, seemed to recall quite unpleasant memories. Her expression was quite fearful as she silently backed into the corner, as if she were... shrinking into a corner, weak, helpless, and scared.jpg version.

"...How are you planning to do it?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Hui’s face showed delight, knowing Fang Yu had agreed. Immediately, she hugged Fang Yu’s arm, exhaling beside his ear: "Dear, just come here and lie down, leave the rest to me."

I don’t trust a ghost!

This experiment—how painful will it be, how high is the success rate, will my body grow random tumors like before? If so, I’ll have to manually cut them out. Anyway, Ding Hui says nothing about it, leaving Fang Yu feeling quite uncertain.

"Wait a minute!"

"What happened? Is dear regretting it? You just agreed to me..."

"Revive Zhuge Shi first, and then we’ll talk about our business."

Upon hearing this, Ding Hui blinked, seemingly thinking for a moment, then loosened her grip and headed toward the bed.

"I’m listening to dear."

If only you truly listened to me!

Watching Ding Hui already starting a detailed examination of Zhuge Shi’s body, Fang Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Utilizing Ding Hui’s strength indeed allowed one to feel a gradual enhancement of their own power, but Ding Hui’s methods were extremely dangerous and unconventional, following the route of physical transformation, which was entirely different from the usual Martial Arts path, sinister to the extreme.

In an environment with righteous and demonic sects, this would be the standard female villain of the Demon Cult.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ding Hui’s side emitted a sound of surprise and undisguisable joy.

"What happened?"

Fang Yu curiously asked.

"Nothing~ at all~~"

Ding Hui didn’t even turn her head, teasingly elongating her voice, seemingly tantalizing.

This person...

Fang Yu knew that if it truly were something important, Ding Hui would surely mention it when necessary, and her current reaction mostly indicated a minor discovery not yet worthy of disclosure.

"Xiao Hui, bring me a Sword."

She then started directing Diao Xiaohui to help. The two of them had been like this for a while.

As the saying goes, long illness makes one a good doctor. Under Ding Hui’s operation, Diao Xiaohui had gained quite an understanding of Ding Hui’s unconventional medical skills, gradually able to offer minor assistance during experiments.

Fang Yu didn’t concern himself with the pair, silently finding a chair to sit down. Eyes closed, he contemplated who to ensure his safety, as he was soon to lose Bo Mansion’s protection, and how to use the remaining time to have Bo Changquan open doors for him and connect with more people.

...

One night passed quickly.

Once the dawn of the second day arrived, the news of Mr. Xu’s death spread throughout the entire Capital.

In the Capital, the speed at which news flowed was far faster than in smaller towns or cities.

Although the news broke at dawn the next day, people were already privy to it late in the night before.

"Mr. Xu died? But he was the Eldest Godson to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master! Who dared to kill him?"

"Crazy! Absolutely crazy! Recklessly daring to kill Mr. Xu, truly courting death! Is the Capital about to become turbulent?"

"Ever since the Second Prince returned to the Capital, there’s been an undercurrent of unrest. To me, the death of Mr. Xu is highly suspicious!"

"Shut up! Can you just say anything? You may not value your life, but I do! If people die, don’t let the blood spill on me!"

"What Second Prince, anyway, do any of you have brains? Yesterday in court, who was most dissatisfied with Mr. Xu? Isn’t it already obvious?"

"You mean... the Demon Capital Envoy, the Green Demon Envoy??"

"Indeed, he who isn’t our kind is certain to have different motives!"

"After all, demons are demons! They shouldn’t have the right to step onto this land!"

Various rumors spread everywhere.

Meanwhile, as the Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion, he was currently using cold eyes to sweep over those below.

All his adoptive sons had been summoned, and in the center of the hall, covered by a white cloth, was none other than... Mr. Xu’s body!

The adoptive father hadn’t been this angry for quite some time.

This thought simultaneously flashed through the minds of all adoptive sons present.

Although Mr. Xu wasn’t the most powerful in the Tianji Pavilion, he was definitely the most dedicated. Precisely because his power had a limit, he was heavily relied upon by the adoptive father for many private matters.

"Speak, there are no outsiders here now. How exactly did Chang Zui die? Who did it? If you confess now, I may spare your life!"

What?!

Could it be that one of our own did it?

Over a dozen adoptive sons instantly exchanged glances, suspicious and wary of each other while feeling uncertainty and doubt.

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master was currently observing every person present.

Being an expert in human psychology, he scrutinized each person’s reaction.

Three and Five stood too naturally and calmly, which further suggested they were hiding something.

Four, Six, and Seven all seemed nearly petrified, with minimal suspicion, though Seven’s fear was clearly feigned, and his eyes... do not lie.

As for the others...

The Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion Master dared to grant these adoptive sons authority because he had confidence in handling them. Otherwise, the notion of raising tigers only to be harmed later would make him a laughingstock.

Now that the Eldest Godson was dead, an explanation was owed both to the world and himself.

Thus, this matter could not be left unresolved.

"So nobody’s confessing? Then it’s best you don’t let me find out who did it, or don’t blame me for disregarding years of bonds."

Somebody, upon hearing this, was so frightened their heart trembled and quickly looked up to speak.

"Merciful father! Listen to Qier’s words! This is undoubtedly the demons’ trick! Father, haven’t you noticed? The Eldest brother must have been killed by the Green Demon Envoy, aimed to give our Great Xia and the Tianji Pavilion a warning! Although he’s already killed, without evidence we can’t deal with him! They’re secretly rejoicing now, using a scheme to sow discord among us! Father!"