Chapter 573: Chapter 183: I am Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple! Daoist Priest Fan Strikes the Heart! (10,000-word Mega Chapter for Subscription)_1
The sudden voice made the hairs of this Blood Gu Sect disciple stand on end, and without a second word, he immediately drew a sharp dagger from his sleeve.
Another hand’s middle finger bore an open bloody hole, out of which a gu insect crawled.
With wings fluttering, the gu insect tried to fly towards the direction of the sound.
Simultaneously, he turned and thrust the knife behind him.
This series of actions was smooth and flowing; if someone were caught off guard, they would either be stabbed by the Blood Gu Sect disciple’s knife or bitten by his gu insect.
Clang—
The sound of metal striking metal rang out, followed by the sound of metal breaking.
Half of the dagger’s blade fell to the ground, emitting a clear ring.
The Blood Gu Sect disciple’s eyes widened.
His face was full of disbelief.
Because he watched helplessly as his sharp dagger, which had been stabbed into the opponent’s abdomen, couldn’t penetrate. The sensation also proved that the opponent wasn’t wearing any armor. Yet the dagger not only failed to pierce through but even broke apart.
Under the not especially bright moonlight, he could even see the gu insect that had flown from his fingertip being precisely caught in the opponent’s hand.
How could this be!!
This guy...
Who is he?!
In his haste to see the face of the person before him, he found that even when he slightly raised his head, he could only see the opponent’s chest and had to crane his neck more dramatically to see a face he had never encountered before.
"Who are you?" the Blood Gu Sect disciple exclaimed, trying to retreat and put distance between himself and the other person.
But before he could take a step back, he found his throat being seized.
An irresistible force lifted him off the ground.
It made his breathing extremely difficult.
His face began to turn red.
"You... hey... you’re not a person from the Imperial Court!" exclaimed the Blood Gu Sect disciple, being lifted by the neck by Fan Wu. He could see that the clothes Fan Wu wore resembled those of an ordinary civilian, perhaps only slightly better.
People from the Imperial Court would either wear official robes, iron armor, or other uniform attire.
In any case, they wouldn’t be dressed like the man before him.
"Do you know..." Because his breathing was labored, his speech was intermittent: "You... what kind of power are you making an enemy of?!"
"We... we are... the Blood Gu Sect!!"
"I was looking for you Blood Gu Sect," Fan Wu replied calmly, then slightly tightened his grip.
Crack!
Fan Wu could hear the sound of the disciple’s neck bones breaking. He could also see the Blood Gu Sect disciple’s face filled with reluctance and resentment, mixed with a hint of fear, solidify on his visage.
[You have successfully killed a "Senior Blood Gu Sect Disciple." Congratulations, you have received Free Attribute Points: 0.03!]
Fan Wu had no reason to be disappointed; after all, such a minion...
It wasn’t realistic to expect to gain a few hundred Free Attribute Points after killing him, was it?
Having 0.03 was already quite good; the Blood Gu Sect disciples may not be of high quality, but they make up for it in quantity. Their numbers exceed even those of the Witch Immortal followers!
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"Hu-chi... hu-chi... why are these damned things so troublesome? If it weren’t for my habit of eating well and drinking plenty, thus maintaining this robust body, I’d probably have been drained dry!" In an alley within the Imperial City, a Big Monk was panting, his face showing lingering fear.
His body was visibly more emaciated than before.
At a glance, it looked as though he had lost dozens of pounds in this short period.
It was quite bizarre.
"The Blood Gu Sect’s gu insects are just that strange," said a Taoist Priest who had lost an arm. Due to heavy blood loss, his lips were somewhat pale as he spoke: "You’ve only been sucked of a little blood and essence. It is a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. With rest, you can recover in half a year or a year."
As he spoke, he glanced at an arm lying on the ground that now resembled dried, mummified flesh.
His face bore a bitter expression: "Someone as unlucky as I am has it harder; all the flesh and blood in this arm were sucked dry by a gu insect."
"If I hadn’t acted quickly and chopped off this arm, my entire body would have been sucked into this state."
"Huff!"
He let out a heavy sigh before continuing: "It’s also uncertain when tonight’s chaos will end."
"After killing you meddlesome Cultivators... the chaos of tonight will end," a sudden voice shocked both the Big Monk and the Taoist Priest.
The Big Monk quickly turned towards the direction of the voice, only managing to catch a glimpse of a figure rapidly approaching him.
Immediately after, he heard the Taoist Priest’s loud warning: "Watch out!!!"
The Big Monk’s eyes widened in alarm, the whites filling with blood vessels.
He was hit by a tremendous force in the abdomen.
"Puh-wah!!!" After spitting out a mouthful of blood, his entire body flew backward.
