Star Sky Professional
Chapter 313 - 256: Knowing Too Much (Extra - for Monthly Ticket)_2

Chapter 313: Chapter 256: Knowing Too Much (Extra Chapter for Monthly Ticket)_2

But Fang Xing knew, of course, that this was forcing Mu Wanlong to sever his own arm.

There was a good chance that if he intervened, other Core Formation Elders might throw out evidence of collusion with external enemies.

And ultimately, it was about exterminating them completely!

’The cohesion and family ethos of this clan are so poor... I’ve already stepped back this far, do they really have to eye my Fourth Rank Cave Mansion?’

’Recently, I’ve been trying to break through to the Core Formation Middle Stage, which is really troublesome... There are too many conflicts in shallow waters.’

Fang Xing, looking annoyed, came out of seclusion and headed to the Mu Family ancestral hall.

With a glance, he saw Mu Wanlu, Mu Wanqing, Mu Wandao, and Mu Qingfeng, all four Core Formation Elders, present.

’This Mu Family truly deserves to be the top Core Formation family, with so many Core Formation cultivators alone, and if Mu Qinglan were still here, along with the many Guest Elders, it indeed would be a formidable force, only lacking a Nascent Soul True Monarch...’

Seeing this scene, Fang Xing nodded to himself inwardly.

Mu Wanqing immediately came up to meet him, his eyes full of concern, "Family Head, your Soul Lamp has been dim; have your injuries not healed? I have a Third Rank ’Nine Flower Treasure Yuan Pill’ here which is a Supreme Holy Item for healing, why don’t you try it?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Mu Wandao and Mu Qingfeng’s expressions changed.

In the Cultivation World, it ultimately boiled down to one’s cultivation level speaking for them. If Mu Wanlong’s severe injuries remained unhealed, he might indeed be abandoned.

This was the harsh reality of the survival of the fittest!

"I’m not dead yet... Wandao, why are you here?"

Fang Xing looked towards Mu Wandao.

Mu Wandao’s voice was bitter, "White Crane Sect in conjunction with the Mysterious Dan Family took action against Xiao Yuan Mountain... Qiankun Dao was also bribed, and we completely lost the Spirit Stone mine..."

"So that’s how it is; it’s not your fault."

Fang Xing took his place as the Family Head, sitting firmly.

This scene made Mu Wanlu’s heart twitch. He had exhausted his efforts for the Mu Family over the years, yet he still ended up as an acting Family Head.

Without a legitimate title, his authority was not recognized.

"So... let’s discuss the matter regarding Gua Banxian."

Fang Xing waved his hand, "This man is truly talented. It took me a lot of effort to have him serve as our Guest Elder... He has managed the Spirit Testing Platform for many years with dedication, and now he wants to retire peacefully..."

"Cough, Family Head, I’ve received intelligence that this person might be connected to the White Crane Sect."

Mu Wanqing coughed and spoke.

"Where is he then?" Fang Xing surveyed the room.

"He’s been at ’Half-Immortal Residence’ all this time..." Mu Qingfeng answered.

He was from the ’Qing’ generation of the Mu Family, one generation later than the ’Wan’ generation, always in charge of internal family affairs, and reserved in nature.

"As long as he hasn’t left, I’ll go and talk to him later. Any issue can always be resolved through negotiation..."

Fang Xing sighed.

"Haha, I think Gua Banxian is overrated. He once divined for Mu Qinglan, talking about ’Phoenix Perching on Parasol Tree,’ and we naively believed him. We invested so many resources in Mu Qinglan over the years... Although this girl indeed had exceptional talents, successfully forming a Half-step Golden Core, didn’t she still die in Linglang Blessed Land?"

Mu Wanqing began to doubt Gua Banxian’s expertise.

Fang Xing knew full well that this was all targeted at him, both for his misjudgment of character and the excessive resources spent.

And this time, Mu Wanlu did not speak up for Mu Wanlong.

’A heavily injured Family Head is indeed of no use. The replacement of old and new is just the flow of great forces...’

Fang Xing, putting himself in Mu Wanlong’s shoes, looked at the family he had struggled and fought for his whole life, now ending up like this. His voice carried a trace of grief and indignation, "Gua Banxian’s Third Rank divination skills are genuine... Every attempt he made was accurate. It’s only that Qinglan was unfortunate... Moreover, the talk of fate lies solely within the realms of geomancers and diviners; it mustn’t be completely disbelieved, but also can’t be fully trusted... The fate of the Phoenix Perching on Parasol Tree has a great chance of achieving a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it wasn’t just Gua Banxian’s saying, but he divined this fate which we found mentioned in our family’s ancient records..."

"Well then, how should this person be dealt with?"

Mu Wanqing pressed on.

"I’ll go see him one more time. If he dares betray the family, he must be killed."

Fang Xing closed his eyes and when he opened them again, his expression was full of murderous intent.

This scene made Mu Wanqing and Mu Wanlu exchange glances, a bit caught off guard.

If it were the real Mu Wanlong, it probably wouldn’t have been this reaction, nor would he sever his own arm.

But Fang Xing didn’t care about these things; it was time to retreat.

All those disciples, nephews, and trusted followers of Mu Wanlong living miserably were none of his concern.

However, he still had to ensure his own treatment.

"I, an old man, how dare I cling to power?" Mu Wanlu, from now on, the family will be entrusted to your care. I wish to officially resign from my position as Family Head, but what about the Fourth Rank Cave Mansion?"

Fang Xing spoke straightforwardly and bluntly.

"Of course, you may use it as you please. You’re injured and Fire Refining Valley is perfect for recuperation..."

Mu Wanlu did not hesitate; he also did not want to tear apart the last shred of decency.

Now that Mu Wanlong wanted to fully retire, demanding only a Fourth Rank Cave Mansion, he definitely had to agree.

If he didn’t agree, everyone in the clan would secretly criticize him.

But he never expected that the old Family Head would actually retire so cleanly; could it be that he had injured his Origin and his end was near?

"Alright, let’s proceed this way. I’ll go see Gua Banxian."

Fang Xing flicked his sleeve and transformed into a streak of crimson light, arriving at a Third Rank Top Grade Cave Mansion on Baihua Mountain.

"Half-Immortal Residence?"

Looking at the continuous bamboo buildings and pavilions, he couldn’t help but nod: "The layout is indeed elegant..."

He immediately strode inside.

In a courtyard filled with plum blossoms.

The plum blossoms were in full bloom, diffusing a subtle fragrance.

An old man with white hair and beard, yet not a single wrinkle on his face, was drinking under a plum tree.

"Family Head!"

Upon seeing Fang Xing, he cheerfully stood up and bowed.

"Brother Gua..."

Fang Xing’s expression was somber: "Do you really intend to leave the Mu Family?"

"When I joined years ago, I made a pact with you, allowing me to come and go freely. I have served faithfully for many years without betraying the family..."

Gua Banxian stroked his beard: "But lately, the third and fourth branches of the Mu Family have become oppressively ambitious. I, alone, can no longer support them... I must resign, Brother Mu, you’ve grown old..."

Gua Banxian sighed deeply: "Moreover... I divined a prophecy earlier. If I don’t leave Baihua Mountain, I fear a bloody disaster awaits."

Fang Xing: "..."

To be honest, he had eradicated so many Cultivators that he had almost assembled the Third Rank inheritance of Cultivating Immortality Hundred Skills.

But being greedy doesn’t mean one can handle it all. Apart from Alchemy, he devoted himself to studying swordsmanship and scarcely delved into other arts.

’If it’s Third Rank divination, it should be fairly accurate for Jiedan and those below Jiedan Cultivators; but it becomes murky for Golden Core Cultivators, and as for Nascent Soul True Monarchs? Better enhance my skills to Fourth Rank first...’

’Additionally, the way of divination touches upon the Heavens’ Law, and frequent use can greatly reduce one’s lifespan...’

He had once obtained a divination inheritance from a Demon Cultivator’s storage bag, but it felt like reading an enigmatic ancient text; he was completely unable to grasp it.

Moreover, according to the inheritance records, cultivating the art of divination required a special talent.

Obviously, Fang Xing did not possess it, so he let it go.

Now seeing this ’Gua Banxian’ showing off his skills, it seemed quite miraculous.

After pondering, he spoke, "Let’s part today then, not knowing when we might meet again. Take care of yourself..."

"Sigh... My skills have not been refined enough. I once predicted Qing Lan’s ’Phoenix-perching Wutong fate,’ but destiny cannot defy the numbers of Heaven. Even a ’Hidden Dragon fate’ can’t ascend without great fortune, and might even be inferior to a mud loach in a field..."

Gua Banxian repeatedly lamented, "I once divined a fortune for you, Family Head. You are the lord of revival, destined to lead the Mu Family to glory... Yet now it breaks in the middle, only proving that Linglang Blessed Land is indeed built by a Cultivator with Ancient Great Divine Abilities, capable of interfering with fate... As the situation changes today, let me give you one last divination before our parting..."

He produced several copper coins in his hand, tossed them into the sky, and then caught them one by one.

The next moment, Gua Banxian suddenly looked up, his face revealing a hint of astonishment: "Family Head, you are deeply trapped in a death calamity..."

"Is that so?" Fang Xing remained composed: "Having recently fallen in condition, both my vitality and blood are depleted... Perhaps indeed my end is near..."

"This divination... something isn’t right. Family Head, your fate is deeply tied to the Mu Family; why does the Mu Family now seem to possess a hidden spark of life?"

Gua Banxian stared at the copper coins, his face filled with confusion.

"Sigh... Gua Banxian, have you divined for yourself whether a bloody disaster awaits you today?" Fang Xing sighed softly.

Swoosh!

Before the words fell, a sword light flashed, and Gua Banxian’s head flew up.

Gua Banxian—dead!

Cause of Death—knew too much.