Chapter 437: Chapter 160: Daoist Priest Fan Online Guides You to Provoke The Evil God Named The Great Revered One (10,000-word mega Chapter, please subscribe)_4
It would keep the memory painfully fresh!
It would loathe the moment deeply!
"Without about ten days to half a month, I fear there’s no way to restore this hand to its original state. Even consuming a considerable number of young boys and girls, I estimate it won’t recover quickly."
Damn it!
Just thinking of the words "young boys and girls" made it feel even more heartbroken, because the nine boys and nine girls it had left at the Zheng family’s home had not been taken back.
It hadn’t even managed to collect the betrothal gifts prepared by the Zheng family in time.
It had lost its wife and soldiers to boot.
It was speaking of itself!
"Hm?" Suddenly, the Rat Immortal was shocked to find that it seemed unable to run. The scenery on both sides was motionless, and it didn’t know... whether the scenes on both sides had frozen, or its own body had.
What’s going on?
The Rat Immortal was shocked to the core; it hurriedly looked down to see if there was something wrong with its legs.
Then it discovered that its legs seemed to have vanished completely, and even everything below its waist had disappeared!
It watched as large amounts of black mist emerged from its waist, and a crimson liquid, similar to blood, was flowing down from there. It could also feel its vitality and strength rapidly draining away.
How...
What’s going on?
The Rat Immortal desperately twisted its head to look behind and first saw a thick arm holding it up by its clothes with ease.
And then it saw a tall and burly figure, as well as a vaguely familiar face.
It was that Taoist!!!
The Rat Immortal was terrified!
It hadn’t expected that after running for so long, it would still be caught. And its daughter and old man should have been able to hold the pursuer back for a while, right?
What on earth were they doing? Why couldn’t they delay the pursuit for even a little longer?
And moreover!
Where had its lower body gone? How had it lost everything but its upper body in the blink of an eye?
Out of the corner of its eye, the Rat Immortal suddenly caught sight of Fan Wu’s other hand holding an exaggeratedly large sword. Traces of blood were faintly visible on the blade.
The bloodstain was slowly streaming down the blade, not smearing it, leaving the exaggerated sword’s blade as clean as snow, shining like silver.
"This..." The Rat Immortal was dumbfounded. It seemed to realize what had just happened.
When it looked at Fan Wu,
The despair and shock on its face could be seen by anyone.
With a loosening of Fan Wu’s hand,
The Rat Immortal fell to the ground like a dead rat, its hands weakly touching the severed waist, its eyes full of confusion and regret.
"1.9." Fan Wu quietly watched as the two halves of the Rat Immortal’s body turned to ash and dissipated. He calmly uttered a number, the Free Attribute Points he had gained from killing the Rat Immortal.
Having killed the pair of Rat Immortals, Fan Wu had earned 3.5 Free Attribute Points, in addition to the 3 points already in his account.
His Attribute Point balance now stood at 6.5 points.
Overall, Fan Wu was quite satisfied, as the two Rat Immortals were not particularly strong. At least... they weren’t particularly strong in the face of the current Fan Wu.
If it were Fan Wu from a month or two ago, then he might have thought those Rat Immortals were as formidable as deities.
...
Zhengjian County.
Zheng Family.
"Has Daoist Fan Wu... Has Daoist Fan Wu not come back yet?" A somewhat shabby Zheng family member warily eyed the dozens of rat-headed humanoids in front of him and then couldn’t help but glance at the Rat Bride to the side.
After swallowing his saliva nervously, he murmured with concern, "Without Daoist Fan Wu, we people here don’t seem to be a match for these rats, do we?"
Another member of the Zheng family, clutching a Magic Artifact in his hand, cautiously said, "Perhaps... they’ve been frightened by Daoist Fan Wu and don’t dare to move?"
Indeed...
Although Daoist Fan Wu was temporarily absent, neither the rat-headed humanoids nor the Rat Bride had made any moves.
Especially the Rat Bride, who looked as if she had just been fished out of water, appearing extremely wretched.
It was clear to see the fear emanating from her.
This further convinced the Zheng family members.
They had been frightened!
"That Daoist Priest Fan is remarkably formidable... I saw with my own eyes that he used only his hands to block the attacks of the two formidable Rat Immortals and then effortlessly sent them flying. Could such a powerful being really just be a Taoist Priest from Nanjun?" one of the Zheng family disciples exclaimed in amazement.
It wasn’t that they underestimated Nanjun, but it was a bit remote compared to Zhongjun.
In their impression, although Nanjun wasn’t without experts, the number of experts was much less than in Zhongjun.
According to normal logic, a being like Daoist Fan Wu should belong to a famous Taoist Temple from Zhongjun.
Just like Taoist Priest Xing Fengzi, who resided in Di Zu Guan and was well-renowned throughout the vast expanse of Zhongjun.
