Chapter 244: Are All the Guys in the City This Aggressive? (Bonus for Ally Muyun Chenxi, Request Monthly Tickets!)

"So, you refuse to see the coffin until the tears are streaming down your face?"

As the words left his lips, the cultivator with the pair of withered, blackened, monstrous hands had already struck without a sound!

A wisp of dark miasma drifted silently around Fang Qi, lunging straight toward Zou Mo, who was still frozen behind the counter!

Horror seized Zou Mo on the spot, but before he could even react, the encroaching darkness suddenly and inexplicably erupted into a crackling web of lightning!

The power of Holy Shock saturated the surrounding air like a specialized field; unless Fang Qi deliberately restrained it, any object entering its domain would be struck instantly by a surging pulse of divine electricity!

Evidently, this was an exceptionally potent safeguard against sneak attacks. Ever since he had been ambushed during a previous robbery, Fang Qi made it a habit to keep Holy Shock active, preferring to expend extra mental energy to corral the divine force and ensure it spared those he did not wish to harm.

Because Fang Qi had activated the barrier well in advance, the inconspicuous, ink-black mist was instantly transformed into a cascading string of electrical sparks—shattering any hope of a stealthy assault. With a flick of his finger, a flying sword brought it crashing down!

It proved to be a small, jet-black banner, now pinned ruthlessly against the wall by Fang Qi's lightning-infused blade. Its craftsmanship seemed decent enough, for the sword had failed to pierce it completely on the first strike.

However, the electrical damage channeled through a weapon was a dozen times more potent than the passive aura; thick black smoke instantly billowed from the dark banner! Countless vicious wraiths clawed frantically to escape the artifact, only to be pinned down, utterly paralyzed beneath a blanket of sacred, snow-white lightning!

Fang Qi pressed his fingers together to guide the blade, channeling his spiritual essence into a violent, driving thrust!

Crack!

A massive fissure tore across the spine of the banner!

Simultaneously, at the entrance of the shop, Du Gan coughed up a mouthful of black blood, his complexion instantly turning deathly wan!

Only then did Fang Qi turn his head, looking at the assembled group. "Are all you fellows from the city so short-tempered? Ready to start a brawl at the slightest disagreement?"

"He actually destroyed Old Ghost Du's Wraith Banner!" Xue Si'er's expression grew profoundly solemn.

"Though that old ghost has truly been regressing in his old age." He drew out a crimson, spherical bead, his face darkening with malice. "Now, let me show you what my Bloodlust Bead can do!"

"Scram! What kind of garbage is that?" Fang Qi’s face twitched. He raised his hand in a swift sword gesture, and a flying sword shimmering with white lightning soared into the air!

"You think you can break my Bloodlust Bead?!" Xue Si'er sneered. His spiritual energy surged, and the crimson orb erupted with a blinding, bloody light!

Yet on the opposing side, a literal torrent of sword light rushed forth like the roaring Yangtze River. Most terrifyingly of all, every single blade that collided with the red glow triggered a massive explosion of white electricity!

Countless arcs of lightning erupted, forging a dazzling, blinding screen of electricity right before the crimson light could expand!

At that moment, less than half of the incoming flying swords had been expended!

"Crack!"

A sharp fracturing sound echoed as the leading flying sword shattered the bloody spiritual aura, piercing straight through the bead!

The crimson sphere exploded violently, dissolving into a massive cloud of bloody mist!

Staring at the remnants of the artifact obliterated by the Thousand Sword Technique, Fang Qi was left utterly speechless. "A piece of junk like this dares to call itself a Bloodlust Bead?"

"You...! You...!?" Xue Si'er’s face twisted in absolute terror, completely unable to comprehend how the youth could destroy his magical treasure so effortlessly!

This blood orb was an artifact he had refined using his own life-essence blood. With the treasure destroyed, Xue Si'er spat out a fountain of fresh blood, his already pale face turning as white as a ghost!

Ruan Ning’s mouth hung open. "This kid looks so young... how can he be this strong?!"

"Impressive strength," Zhagu murmured in a low voice. "I wonder what kind of spell that is, to destroy an opponent's magical treasure so easily."

"It looks like he's still hiding his true power," Huang Shan whispered. "His strength is formidable, but if he wants to protect the treasures in this shop, it's still not enough. He must have another trump card hidden up his sleeve."

"Attack together! There's something unnatural about this kid!" Du Gan's raspy voice shrieked. At this point, anyone who couldn't see that Fang Qi possessed a profound cultivation base was a fool!

A dense barrage of flying swords came whistling through the air!

Beneath this terrifying, overwhelming torrent of blades, nearly everyone was forced entirely onto the defensive. In Fang Qi’s hands, the Thousand Sword Technique was vast and magnificent, surging forward like a river bursting its banks!

In that split second, both Xue Si'er and Du Gan felt like mere mortals standing before a crashing, mountainous tidal wave!

Before they could even mount an offensive, the group was instantly swept away by the torrent of swords, blasted out of the shop, and pinned firmly against the opposite wall!

Ruan Ning stood frozen, entirely dazed by the spectacle!

Watching Fang Qi control so many powerful flying swords with such effortless grace, a trace of wariness finally surfaced on Huang Shan's face. "This flying sword technique is remarkably powerful! What sect does this owner belong to?"

"And by the looks of it, he hasn't even exerted his full strength yet!" Zhagu added quietly.

Fang Qi clapped his hands together. "Sometimes it's good to stretch one's bones and fight personally."

"Boss!" Just then, Zou Mo pointed frantically at Fang Qi's computer screen. "Your character in the game was bitten to death by spiders! That young girl was bitten to death too! There are so many spiders!"

"Holy crap!" Fang Qi’s face went entirely dark. "Did anything drop? Did anyone pick up my Ebony Sword?!"

One had to understand that he had managed to obtain an Ebony Sword with a 4-9 attack attribute today! If it got picked up by someone else before he could even warm it up...

Even if the sword hadn't dropped, his inventory was packed with materials and potions!

Beside him, even the elder Huang Shan's face twitched uncontrollably.

"Damn it, you bastards are asking for it!" With a darkened face, Fang Qi flicked his fingers in a sword gesture. Outside, a succession of miserable shrieks rang out, immediately followed by the sickening crunch of snapping bones!

Their cultivations were completely shattered, and their legs thoroughly broken!

"Get the hell out of here!"

Fang Qi didn't even bother to spare them another glance as he hurriedly sat back down in front of his computer, shouting over his shoulder, "Xiao Mo, clean up the blood stains by the door! I need to hurry back and retrieve my gear!"

"Oh...! Right away!"

Witnessing this display,

Huang Shan and his companions stood in stunned silence.

Ruan Ning was equally speechless.

"Let's go, let's go!" Huang Shan took a deep, lingering look at Fang Qi. With a profound sense of wariness, he murmured, "Unless absolutely necessary, do not offend this shop."

Ruan Ning marched into the store, her face practically an interrogation. "If you're this strong, why didn't you say so earlier?!"

"You didn't ask," Fang Qi replied absentmindedly, his hands flying across the controls as he played his game.

Zou Mo giggled quietly from the side.

"..." Ruan Ning was momentarily struck dumb, turning her glare upon Zou Mo instead. "What are you laughing at? Your boss was facing powerful enemies, and you weren't worried at all? Just sitting there laughing!"

Zou Mo scratched his head. "Those two were only in the Spiritual River Realm. That Black Demon fellow from before was said to be a grand cultivator at the early True Lake Realm, and he couldn't even withstand a single strike from the Boss. This... I didn't think there was anything to worry about."

"An early True Lake Realm cultivator couldn't even take one hit?!"

"The True Lake Realm?!" Ruan Ning seemed to be marveling at Fang Qi's power at first, but in the next instant, she went pale, shouting, "Just who exactly did you kill from the Black Demon's faction?!"

"Stop buzzing in my ear, you're ruining my focus..." Fang Qi muttered, frantically dodging a spider's attack in the game. "I already told you, he was instantly killed in one shot. How do you expect me to remember the name of someone that weak...!"

"..." Ruan Ning paced around in a frantic circle, suddenly feeling the sheer absurdity of being anxious on behalf of someone who couldn't care less.

She truly felt the urge to hit someone.