Obtaining Top Art on Family's Extermination Night

Zhao Ziying suddenly said:

"You’re not thinking of going to Cold Valley Town to find Zhao Wuji, are you?

"That must be it... you’ve been asking me all about the Zhao Clan. I figure you’ve been planning this.

"However, I advise you against it.

"He hasn’t taken a single step out of Cold Valley Town in twenty years. Once that saber appears in the world, it will be devastatingly powerful.

"Although you earned your title as the Demon Evil God through countless real battles, whether you can defeat him... is still uncertain."

Fang Shuwen smiled faintly.

"I thought you would try to egg me on."

Zhao Ziying rolled his eyes. He stopped using Secret Transmission and spoke aloud:

"Why would I egg you on?

"There’s no grudge between us, and you didn’t kill me.

"Besides, no matter what others think of you, in my eyes, while you may be a bit too quick to kill, you’re still a man of character.

"Not everyone has the courage to face the entire Jianghu to protect an orphan girl who has nothing to do with them.

"Especially after seeing so many heartless and treacherous people... it makes someone like you seem all the rarer."

Fang Shuwen gave a wry smile and pointed back the way they came.

"Brother Zhao, feel free to go on your way."

Zhao Ziying was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

"I don’t have to travel with you anymore?"

"Were you planning to come along and watch the show?"

"Why not?"

"Fine."

Fang Shuwen nodded.

"Then let’s go together."

Zhao Ziying smiled at his words, feeling a slight sense of relief.

Then he heard Fang Shuwen say:

"Actually, you were wrong about something you said."

"What?"

Zhao Ziying thought back carefully. ’Everything I just said to Fang Shuwen was true. Where could I have been wrong?’

Fang Shuwen said with a smile:

"Actually, I’m not bloodthirsty at all."

"..."

Zhao Ziying’s eyes widened.

"Don’t tell me you’re also going to claim you’re gentle and cultured?"

Fang Shuwen was overjoyed to hear this. He grabbed Zhao Ziying by the wrist, making Zhao Ziying flinch in terror, and exclaimed:

"A kindred spirit!!"

’Kindred spirit my ass!!’

Zhao Ziying stared at Fang Shuwen’s blood-soaked hand. ’When he grabbed me just now, I thought I was going to die.’

’And you call me a kindred spirit?’

’You say you’re gentle and cultured?’

’Go ask the corpse that was just thrown off the mountain!’

Zhao Ziying was screaming internally.

’He truly believed Fang Shuwen was a man of character and not without a sense of justice, but as for being bloodthirsty—he was definitely not wrong about that!’

’This Fang fellow kills without batting an eye!’

He grumbled endlessly in his heart but didn’t dare say a word, only nodding.

"Right, right."

"..."

Fang Shuwen grinned. He knew the words weren’t sincere but didn’t press the issue.

The path up the mountain didn’t just cling to the cliffside. After a while, it turned and cut into the mountain’s belly.

First came a narrow, winding path, and further ahead was a mountain platform.

This place was called Fengliu Plain, a scenic viewpoint on Liuxia Mountain.

But when Fang Shuwen set foot on this spot, his steps faltered slightly.

He looked up. Before him were still the same Jianghu people who had been retreating up the mountain, fuming but too scared to speak. But now, another group of people had appeared, surrounding them.

These people were dressed in white, with swords concealed on their backs. It seemed they had been waiting here for some time... As for who they were waiting for, it was obvious.

Fang Shuwen glanced at Zhao Ziying.

"Brother Zhao, I’ve heard you talk about the Seven Emotions and Seven Sins Heaven-Slaying Saber, but I don’t know a thing about your Sentimental and Righteous Red Dust Saber. What’s its story?"

Zhao Ziying’s eyes lit up.

"That’s a long story. Let me explain in detail..."

"No need. Just show me."

As Fang Shuwen said this, he waved a hand, and Fang Dabao immediately halted.

He then pulled Zhao Ziying along and strode forward.

Just as a bewildered Zhao Ziying was wondering what Fang Shuwen was up to now, endless sword gleams suddenly erupted from all directions.

In an instant, Zhao Ziying’s face turned deathly pale.

"The Star River Sword Array!!"

The moment those four words left his lips, the blades were already upon them.

Fang Shuwen pressed his palms together. Great Black Heaven God Palm—Mercy Does Not Cross!

VMMMMM!!!

Boundless Palm Power descended from the sky.

But the first wave of swordsmen suddenly faltered. People behind them had grabbed their legs, yanking them back just before the Palm Power could strike.

Fang Shuwen raised his gaze slightly, a smirk playing on his lips.

At the same time, the second wave of sword gleams had arrived.

In a flash, crisscrossing sword marks filled the entire area.

Fang Shuwen grabbed the still-shocked Zhao Ziying and casually tossed him into mid-air.

But at that moment, the Sword Qi surged, locking onto Zhao Ziying from all sides like an inescapable net.

Zhao Ziying’s face darkened. ’For fuck’s sake, are they trying to kill Fang Shuwen or me?’

But at this moment, he had no time to think.

The Horizontal Saber in his hand flew from its sheath... CLANG CLANG CLANG, CLANG CLANG CLANG!!

It was as if a thousand blades clashed in an instant. Zhao Ziying’s figure tumbled chaotically in the air. It wasn’t that his Lightweight Technique was so profound he could defy gravity, but rather that after meeting one volley of sword gleams, he was immediately knocked in another direction.

Fortunately, his Martial Arts were indeed exceptional, allowing him to barely block the onslaught from all sides with his Horizontal Saber.

Even so, he was battered from east to west, north to south, and his body was covered in several new, bleeding wounds.

Fang Shuwen wasn’t idle either. Streaks of sword light crisscrossed past him, but having cultivated the Cloud Passing Body Technique, his movement was so sublime that even amidst the endless blades, he could always find a gap to slip through, remaining untouched by the Sword Qi.

Looking up at Zhao Ziying again, he raised a hand, activated his North Nether Divine Technique, and forcibly yanked him down from the sky.

Then he asked:

"So what’s the story with this Star River Sword Array? Do tell..."