Chapter 358: Chapter 108: Fang Che’s Social Death, Volcanic Eruption [Ten Thousand Words]
"You damn old fart! Just you wait for me!"
"I’ll get my cultivation strong enough and then I’ll beat the hell out of you!"
"Damn it!"
After angrily cursing a couple of times, he patted his chest; the gift was still there.
Despite the swelling on his face, he couldn’t help but feel a bit happy, then he picked up the weapons from the four people on the ground and thoroughly searched their bodies again.
Especially concentrating on the leg area, which he hadn’t searched before.
He was already wary of that old thief, Ye Yun, snatching them.
Sure enough, he found a bunch of tiny flying knives in the boots of Li Changbo, Li Changhe, and the three hidden guards.
The cold blades were eerie.
Each person had twenty-four knives, and he had seventy-two flying knives in hand all at once.
"Not bad!"
"These four weapons are also pretty nice, all of them are divine weapons."
"Made a fortune today!"
"Ah, what a pity for that space ring, damned old fart Ye Yun!"
Fang Che hugged his weapons, quietly adjusted his breath, felt recovered, and hurriedly set off.
He had just taken two steps.
With a "poof" sound.
His back of the head got hit hard by a snowball, and he blacked out, letting out a startled yelp, fell face-first into the snow, right into a pile of cow dung. With his mouth wide open in surprise, his white glaring teeth chomped down with a "poof"...
"Hehehe..."
Ye Yun’s voice drifted away.
This time, he really left.
"Ptui ptui ptui... blech~ ptui! Blech~ ptui!..."
Fang Che spat frantically for a long time.
He almost vomited his intestines out.
Damn it, I always curse people to eat shit, and today I ate some myself... blech~ ptui!
It grossed me out to death!
"Damn old demon, goddamn Ye Yun! Just you wait..."
Cursing in a low voice while furiously vomiting, he quickly moved...
Fang Che finally disappeared into the night.
With so many good things, he must quickly hide and return home.
...
Morning.
Ye Meng got up early, feeling that the young master didn’t seem to come back last night again, sighed, assuming he went to do leader stuff again?
Wobbling, he pushed open the door to Fang Che’s bedroom and walked in.
The next moment, he let out a scream of terror, "You... who are you?"
On Fang Che’s bed, there lay a nearly transparent-looking big fat man.
Ye Meng was instantly shocked.
The young master didn’t come back, how did this happen to...
Huh?
That fat guy looked kind of familiar?
Ye Meng looked closely and saw the fat man open a slit-like eye, "Ye Meng... what the hell are you screaming for, quickly fetch me some water... Damn!"
Fang Che realized that his whole body was swollen like a balloon.
Even his vision was mostly blocked.
He lifted his hand to look, only to see his hand puffed up like a steamed bun, his arm almost as thick as his thigh!
He couldn’t help but gasp, "Damn... that dog of an old fart... really sinister!"
Turns out, when Ye Yun hit him, he used some sneaky tricks.
The swelling at the scene was just an appetizer; the main event came a few hours later when he puffed up like a balloon.
For this kind of injury, Fang Che had no idea how to treat it.
But if he didn’t think of a way soon, his whole body might explode.
So he immediately took out a Dan Yun Divine Pill and swallowed it.
Only then did he feel the swelling all over his body slowly subside...
Even though he had about thirty of these precious Dan Yun Divine Pills at hand, Fang Che felt genuine heartache using one for this!
This is a life we’re talking about!
"Truly an old demon, what kind of trick is this?"
Fang Che cursed through clenched teeth, and as he was scolding, his face suddenly changed, bean-sized sweat beads oozing from his forehead, and his voice trembled, "Ye... Meng... quickly go out..."
"Young master, what’s wrong?"
Ye Meng rushed over worriedly.
"Get out... now..."
Ye Meng worriedly asked, "Is it an internal injury...?"
Fang Che’s face changed, turning into despair.
Then came an earth-shattering sound followed by a torrent of stench exploding in the room.
"...Blech!"
Ye Meng was completely dumbstruck.
The young master had... well...
Fang Che lay on the bed with a hopeless look, his eyes glazed, completely unfocused.
Now he understood Xue Wanshi’s feeling.
No exaggeration at all.
This cultivation technique from Ye Yun is called the "Five Internal Organs and Six Hollow Organs Purification Technique". It’s a trick that some old demons practice when they have nothing better to do.
Because this method is just a prank and won’t actually harm people. It can even help them with something akin to a Wash Marrow, clearing the whole body’s meridians, and can even help with advancement.
One could say the benefits are many.
But the side effects are very obvious; as the swelling gas disappears and deflates, it concentrates on the five internal organs and some hollow organs, and after washing through, it seeps into the stomach and intestines.
All the filth gets expelled out in a flood-like manner, and the whole process is completely uncontrollable!
This is... an instinct even an Elder level can’t resist.
There are countless little demons at the Wei Wo Sect Headquarters that have been pranked by the old demons in this way.
This time, it was specifically used on Yemo, and Ye Yun even felt Yemo got off easy.
For an Elder like myself to personally help this hateful guy with a Wash Marrow...
Ye Meng yelled, covering his nose as he fled out, "Blech... Young master, I’ll fetch water... blech blech blech... blech blech blech..."
Fang Che was already completely recovered, just felt an emptiness all over, surrounded by such a stench, he felt his stomach was so empty that he could eat a whole cow from hunger...
He heard Ye Meng gag all the way back into the room.
Bam!
The door slammed shut.
Fang Che stood trembling, dripping wet, and utterly embarrassed, shouting, "I’ll do it myself, go back to your room! Don’t come out!"
Then Fang Che quickly stripped completely naked, bundled everything together, and threw it out.
Not caring about the embarrassment, he ran stark naked to the well outside, drew water and splashed it onto himself.
