Chapter 295 - 197: Black Wind Mountain

Chapter 295: Chapter 197: Black Wind Mountain

A sneer touched Eldest Young Master Chen’s lips, his face filled with contempt as he spoke tauntingly.

Fang Yue clutched his wounded chest and said nothing, but his mind was already racing.

Eldest Young Master Chen’s last attack had put him on high alert.

Although Eldest Young Master Chen was only at the Innate Stage, his speed was incredible—even faster than many Mid-stage Innate Martial Artists.

Furthermore, Eldest Young Master Chen’s weapon was unique and incredibly sharp. It had even managed to draw a line of blood, bypassing his physical defenses.

Had it been an ordinary Martial Artist, they would have long since been killed by his blade.

"Kid, hand over your Demon Core and I’ll spare your life," Eldest Young Master Chen said, gazing at Fang Yue with cold arrogance.

"You want what’s mine? You should take a good look at yourself first. Are you even worthy?" Fang Yue retorted, lifting his head to glare at Eldest Young Master Chen.

"You’re courting death!"

At Fang Yue’s words, Eldest Young Master Chen flew into a genuine rage. Blade in hand, he charged forward.

’Sigh, I guess it’s time to get serious!’

Fang Yue’s brow furrowed slightly. With an internal sigh, he took a deep breath. Then, instead of retreating, he advanced to meet the charge.

BOOM!

In an instant, the two collided violently. A tremendous shockwave erupted, sending waves of Qi rolling outward and blasting the surrounding trees into the air.

"Aaargh..."

Both were sent flying backward, crashing to the ground.

Not far away, Eldest Young Master Chen’s eyes widened in horror, unable to believe what had just happened. ’How can this be? I’m a mighty Innate Grandmaster, yet not only did I fail to gain an advantage in that exchange, I was actually sent flying by a mere Qi Sensing Martial Master?!!’

"How is this possible? It’s absolutely impossible! How did you get so strong?"

Eldest Young Master Chen’s eyes darkened, his face a mask of utter disbelief.

The next moment, he charged at Fang Yue again.

Fang Yue’s expression grew solemn. The Primordial Qi throughout his body surged into his fist, and holding nothing back, he unleashed a powerful punch toward Eldest Young Master Chen.

BAM!

Once again, they clashed, and once again, both were sent flying.

Fang Yue steadied himself and shook out his arm.

His face was slightly pale.

As for Eldest Young Master Chen, he lay in the grass, struggled a few times, and finally fell unconscious.

Intent on eliminating the problem at its root, Fang Yue prepared to strike again.

However, Eldest Young Master Chen’s two female guards suddenly rushed out and threw a cloud of white powder at Fang Yue. Then, taking advantage of the moment he took to dodge, they helped Eldest Young Master Chen to his feet and hastily fled the scene.

The delay cost Fang Yue the perfect opportunity to pursue them. Eldest Young Master Chen and his two attendants had managed to escape.

"Damn it!"

Fang Yue cursed under his breath.

He knew he had missed his best chance. Besides, his own injuries were not light, so he had no choice but to let it go.

"This... Elder..." Zhou Zhengyang began.

He had only just snapped back to his senses. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he walked up to Fang Yue and spoke respectfully.

’He was really forcing himself to do this.’ After all, this was the man who had beaten the son of Celestial King Chen—a master who was clearly an Innate Grandmaster—into unconsciousness.

’Now Eldest Young Master Chen had fled, and while he himself had no connection to either party, Fang Yue was still here.’

’If this man became displeased and decided to attack, the hundred or so members of his Zhou Family caravan probably wouldn’t even be enough for him to cut down.’

’If he could have predicted the future, he never would have been so bold as to take this route.’

’But life is unpredictable. Who could have known they would run into something like this?’

Fang Yue ignored Zhou Zhengyang, simply sitting down cross-legged and closing his eyes to meditate.

Seeing this, Zhou Zhengyang shook his head with a bitter smile. He didn’t dare order the caravan to leave, so he could only have them rest as well.

He then instructed one of his men to bring some of the grilled snake meat over to Fang Yue.

"This... Elder, my name is Zhou Zhengyang. May I ask your name?"

After waiting a long time and seeing Fang Yue remain as silent as a monk in deep Meditation, Zhou Zhengyang could finally bear it no longer and cautiously ventured the question.

Fang Yue opened his eyes, glanced at Zhou Zhengyang, and said coolly, "My name is Fang Yue."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhengyang let out a sigh of relief.

’As long as he’s willing to talk, it means this Elder won’t go on a killing spree.’

’As for whether this would offend Eldest Young Master Chen, Zhou Zhengyang couldn’t afford to worry about that right now.’

’After all, while Eldest Young Master Chen’s status was certainly formidable, in this situation, angering the man before them could mean an immediate death right here.’

’There was a big difference between dying now and dying later.’

’Once today was over, the caravan could just disappear. Eldest Young Master Chen didn’t know them anyway. They might just get through this unscathed.’

’The most urgent priority was staying alive.’

"Elder Fang, I heard that Eldest Young Master Chen’s father, Celestial King Chen, has returned from the front lines. His army is stationed in Sanshan Town, a thousand li from here." Zhou Zhengyang didn’t elaborate further, trusting that this piece of intelligence was enough to convey that this was not a place to linger.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Fang Yue’s brow furrowed, and he fell into deep thought.

After a long moment, he looked up, his gaze sharp as he stared at Zhou Zhengyang. "Are you sure this information is accurate?"

Zhou Zhengyang nodded firmly. "Absolutely. Fifty thousand of Celestial King Chen’s elite troops are currently garrisoned near Sanshan Town!"

Hearing this, Fang Yue nodded. About fifteen minutes later, feeling that his body had mostly recovered, he promptly rose to his feet and departed.

"We need to get going, now! Burn the goods where they are, then we leave immediately," Zhou Zhengyang ordered as soon as he saw Fang Yue depart.

"What, Master? Burn the goods? But we’ll take a huge loss on this trip!" a guard asked in confusion.

"Our lives are on the line, and you’re worried about the goods? What’s more important, money or your life!" Zhou Zhengyang didn’t want to do it either, but they were in a precarious position. Although they hadn’t directly offended anyone, Eldest Young Master Chen had been beaten unconscious and seriously injured. There was no telling if he would survive.