Chapter 576: Chapter 183: I am Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple! Daoist Priest Fan Strikes the Heart! (10,000-word Mega Chapter for Subscription)_4
This Big Monk really takes life with quite a bit of openness.
Next to him,
the One-armed Daoist had already come over; he seemed to have used a special talisman to stop the bleeding from his severed arm. Although his complexion was still very pale, at least his life was saved.
He looked up at Fan Wu... To tell the truth, he had never seen such a tall person before.
Moreover,
such a person was incredibly powerful; with just a slap, he killed an executant of the Blood Gu Sect!
It was simply inconceivable.
The One-armed Daoist expressed his sincere gratitude, "Thank you for your assistance, Daoist Priest. My name is Yun Hezi, may I ask for your honored name?"
"Qiulong Temple’s Fan Wu," replied Fan Wu.
Qiulong Temple?!
The Big Monk and the One-armed Daoist looked at each other, obviously, they had not heard of Qiulong Temple. However, for such a formidable Daoist Priest to come from this Qiulong Temple, it must be an impressive place indeed!
At least, that’s what the two of them believed.
"Daoist Fan Wu, may I ask... do you know why these Blood Gu Sect disciples are causing trouble in the Imperial City?" asked the pale-faced One-armed Daoist, puzzled.
He was not clear on what had happened; he only knew that these disciples of the Blood Gu Sect had suddenly started attacking pedestrians and citizens.
He even had no idea how so many disciples of the Blood Gu Sect had managed to infiltrate the Great Zhou Imperial City.
Were the guards inside the Imperial City and the agents of the Imperial Surveillance Department all eating their fill without doing their jobs?
It was truly baffling.
"Because the previous Emperor has passed away, and a guy called the Zhenhai King, in alliance with the Blood Gu Sect, has plotted rebellion," Fan Wu answered casually: "They are causing chaos within the Imperial City to draw out the strong figures from the Imperial Palace. Then, they command others to attack the palace, trying to get rid of the Crown Prince of Great Zhou."
Fan Wu was indeed making a splash with his words. Every sentence he spoke landed heavily on their ears, causing them both great alarm.
Because the amount of information contained within those words had a significant psychological impact, it was far from ordinary.
The Emperor has passed away.
Zhenhai King.
Blood Gu Sect.
Plotting rebellion.
Assassinate the Crown Prince.
One word after another sounded alarming to them. Obviously, neither the Daoist nor the Monk had expected that they would encounter such thrilling events shortly upon arriving in the Imperial City.
Because of such thrilling events, one almost got drained into a husk, while the other lost an arm.
"Sss! So... does that mean the Crown Prince inside the Imperial Palace is currently facing a life-threatening crisis?"
The One-armed Daoist suddenly realized.
"Oh... he’s fine," said Fan Wu. "He’s still very much alive, and those of the Blood Gu Sect inside the palace have been dealt with by me."
"Phew! That’s really... huh?" The One-armed Daoist was stunned: "Daoist Fan Wu, you... you came out from the Imperial Palace? You... you’ve taken out all the Blood Gu Sect disciples in the palace?"
"Yes," Fan Wu replied calmly. "Is there something inappropriate about that?"
"No... not at all, just a bit shocked."
The One-armed Daoist was indeed very shocked.
Although he was not a native of the Imperial City, he had heard vaguely about the formidable nature of the cultivators in the Imperial Palace. So the disciples of the Blood Gu Sect who dared to sneak into the palace and make a move on the Crown Prince must be extremely powerful.
At the very least, much more powerful than the executant of the Blood Gu Sect they had just encountered.
Such disciples of the Blood Gu Sect...
All...
All had been dealt with by the suddenly appeared Daoist Fan Wu?
Sss!
The One-armed Daoist felt that such an event seemed highly improbable; after all, no matter how strong one is, there should be a limit, right?
But the problem was, there seemed to be no need for Daoist Fan Wu, who had just saved his life, to make up stories in front of him.
Wow!
At this moment, Fan Wu spoke up: "Although the crisis within the Imperial Palace has been resolved, it is still very dangerous in the Imperial City. With the two of you in your current state, you’re probably unable to fight any longer."
"I suggest you find a place to rest and tend to your injuries. Otherwise, if you encounter disciples of the Blood Gu Sect again, you may not be so lucky."
The Big Monk hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "Monk here fears death at night but can’t stand seeing innocent civilians die before me. I will not hide; it’s okay even if I sacrifice my life!"
"Monk here is indeed weak, having almost been drained into a husk, but I can still handle ordinary Blood Gu Sect disciples."
The One-armed Daoist also declared firmly: "That is also my thought."
Fan Wu glanced sideways: "You two are far more noble than the local Great Clans, than the local monks and Taoist priests."
Such a sentence had actually been said by the Blood Gu Sect executant whom Fan Wu had killed.
If they each had their own "paths" to follow,
then Fan Wu would not intervene too much, as they were all adults. Trying to change another adult’s mind was as futile as expecting to pick up the moon from the sea.
At least Fan Wu was not cut from that cloth.
Fan Wu left,
but not leaving the Imperial City. After all, the carriage that the Crown Prince of Great Zhou had promised him was not yet ready, and the many disorderly disciples of the Blood Gu Sect in the city were all walking Free Attribute Points.
How could he miss out on that?
The method Fan Wu used to search for the disciples of the Blood Gu Sect was very simple: with his astonishingly acute hearing, he could pinpoint with precision the locations where some disciples of the Blood Gu Sect were causing trouble.
