FVN Chapter 982: Brother, After You Kill Lu Ding, We'll Go Back to Baoji Kingdom Together
Chapter 982: Brother, After You Kill Lu Ding, We'll Go Back to Baoji Kingdom Together
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Black smoke burst open like a flood sweeping through.
Lu Ding moved through it.
Dark-colored flowers accompanied him, morphing into various weapons in midair.
Until Lu Ding raised his hand, and clenched it!!!
He chose the pressure, the most powerful, the highest-damage weapon.
The Serpent-Coiled Flower-Stacked Crescent Moon Blade.
The entire blade measured two meters and eighty centimeters. The handle was stacked and formed to resemble snake scales, while the blade body bore a stacked flower pattern imprinted with peonies. The edge was sharp, the spine thick, exuding an overwhelming aura. As folk wisdom said, "A snake coiled around a peony means wealth and peace!"
Lu Ding gripped the handle with one hand, sweeping it in a full circle around his body.
Too bad this wasn't a battlefield—otherwise, a scene of men and horses being shattered would have definitely appeared.But even here, it wasn't lacking.
Broad and forceful attacks, swinging the blade, combined with the terrifying, monstrous strength of [Mountain-Shaking Earth-Quaking].
It was all about overwhelming force smashing through—sheer power breaking all techniques.
Just slashing!!!!!
Through men and their artifacts, through men and walls, through men and pillars. Wherever they hid, it shattered. Whatever they used to block, it was broken.
Lu Ding at this moment.
Was like a single spearhead carving a path, unstoppable against an army.
He slaughtered Star-Plucking Tower's viable defensive forces until they were routed and scattered.
The mastermind behind Star-Plucking Tower, watching from the shadows, smashed the table in fury.
He never imagined that his four Spirit Refinement experts wouldn't just fail to pose any threat to Lu Ding—but that Lu Ding would one-shot all of them with a single move!!!
Spirit Refinement was practically the peak power of Star-Plucking Tower!
As for the Deification Realm, Star-Plucking Tower originally had one.
But that old man had reached his lifespan limit. Seeking a thread of survival, he had left to find a breakthrough method.
This left Star-Plucking Tower without its top-tier combat power.
Under normal circumstances, even without the Deification expert present, the other Spirit Refinement cultivators of Star-Plucking Tower could ensure that no one in the south dared to touch them. Not to mention that Star-Plucking Tower had, over the years, built connections with Qi Refiners from all directions.
Trouble for one meant help from all!!
Moreover, the fact that Star-Plucking Tower's Deification expert had left was kept secret, not publicly known.
Very, very few people knew.
Under these conditions, in the entire southern region, no person or force would dare to besiege Star-Plucking Tower in such a short time.
But ironically.
The unbeatable under heaven met an enemy from beyond the skies.
Lu Ding was from the western region—an outsider.
Not only that, but he was also a special envoy of the 749 Bureau, overseeing five districts in the west alone.
Under these circumstances, ninety-nine percent of the Qi Refiners Star-Plucking Tower had befriended didn't dare to wade into this muddy water.
A civilian fighting an official? Were they crazy!?
This was clearly an act of rebellion.
Besides, Lu Ding had a fierce reputation. He wouldn't bother with Jianghu chivalry—he wore the uniform. You do your job, he blocks the road, and they all get their heads chopped off.
Now, with all these factors combined.
The young master of Star-Plucking Tower only felt utter despair.
Boom!!!
The door was violently forced open.
A figure approached, words coming first: "He Xian, let's go. Star-Plucking Tower can't be saved anymore."
He Xian, the young master of Star-Plucking Tower, turned his head to look.
In his gaze was a narrow-eyed young man with a feminine face. His long hair reached his waist, black as ink and flowing like a waterfall. A faint trace of demonic energy surrounded him, and at his waist hung a soft sword as wide as a finger, serving as his belt.
The newcomer was the strongest person in Star-Plucking Tower, aside from the old Deification founder!
Though he hadn't entered the Deification Realm, his combat strength could match it.
He was one of the aces the old founder had left for He Xian to defend their home before going out.
He Xian was unwilling. He stared at the screen showing Star-Plucking Tower members being slaughtered like vegetables by Lu Ding. The blade swung, and figures shattered.
The explosions rose, shaking the picture and twisting the faces of those investigators. To He Xian, they looked so ferocious, so terrifying.
Star-Plucking Tower was the life's work of him and his grandfather.
He couldn't bear to see it destroyed like this.
But if he didn't leave, even if he managed to block Lu Ding today, the 749 Bureau wouldn't let Star-Plucking Tower off later.
Star-Plucking Tower wasn't like Wuwang. They had no place to stand; their members were scattered like stars across the sky, with ancient teleportation formations to fall back on for escape.
Star-Plucking Tower could run, but its temple would still stand.
This was his home.
Thinking of all this, He Xian turned his head again, looking at Lu Ding who was systematically settling accounts floor by floor, and asked: "Can you kill him!!?"
Even if he had no choice but to leave, he wanted to kill Lu Ding—the one who destroyed Star-Plucking Tower—before going.
Hearing this request.
The narrow-eyed young man simply said: "Either way, I have to hold him back to buy you time to escape. You go first. I'll try."
As for killing Lu Ding.
He actually had no confidence in that.
Lu Ding had shown himself to be far too dominant. Even with his realm advantage and home-field edge, he wouldn't dare claim he could definitely win against Lu Ding, let alone kill him.
But he didn't say any of this.
Gold Flat was his home.
The people of Star-Plucking Tower could leave, but he couldn't. He still owed the old founder a debt of gratitude that hadn't been repaid.
When the narrow-eyed young man stepped out of the room, it felt as though time around him had begun to slow.
He recalled many years ago.
Back then, he was still sleeping deep in the gold mines beneath Gold Flat. One day, he was suddenly woken up by the noise of miners. His waking rage caused him to go on a killing spree, drawing attacks from multiple forces.
In the end, the old founder of Star-Plucking Tower stepped forward to vouch for him and saved his life.
From that day on, he stayed by the old founder's side.
From despising human form to enduring countless hardships to transform and take on human shape.
The old founder taught him how to be human, taught him knowledge, taught him manners, taught him how to deal with people.
He treated him like his own grandson.
The narrow-eyed young man had also watched He Xian grow up with his own eyes.
He, He Xian, and the old founder—they were like a family.
Thinking of these things, a gentle smile spread across the young man's face.
He knew what Star-Plucking Tower had done, but so what? It didn't matter whether Star-Plucking Tower was seen as good or bad in the eyes of the world. As long as Star-Plucking Tower was good to him, then the old founder was the best person under heaven, and Star-Plucking Tower was the best force under heaven.
Even if it meant giving his life.
He would still protect He Xian as he escaped.
This was the responsibility of a family elder.
Just as the young man's figure was about to disappear from He Xian's sight, he couldn't help but call out: "Brother."
The narrow-eyed young man, hearing that word, stopped in his tracks as if struck by thunder.
He Xian's voice carried a hint of restrained trembling: "Be careful. We'll go back to Baoji Kingdom together. The Falling Star Flowers have bloomed all over the mountains and fields, and you haven't seen them yet."
He knew how terrifying Lu Ding was. He had witnessed it with his own eyes just now. He was just unwilling.
But he was also afraid the young man would die at Lu Ding's hands.
Originally, he wanted to say, "Let's leave together. Don't go."
But when the words reached his lips, he didn't say them.
He believed in the young man's strength. It was common sense he had grown up with.
He Xiaoyi—the narrow-eyed young man—turned his head. The corners of his eyes and the corners of his mouth lifted together into an arc.
"I will."
With that, he left without looking back.
Meanwhile.
On the other side.
Lu Ding and his team had already cleared their way to the middle levels of Star-Plucking Tower and above.
The two cold-faced figures who had first appeared high up, looking down to provoke them, now stood blocking the way ahead.
Lu Ding dragged the Serpent-Coiled Flower-Stacked Crescent Moon Blade behind him as he stepped forward. His face was stained with splatters of blood, falling on his slightly pale skin, adding a hint of madness. The black smoke swirling around him painted a picture of chaotic darkness.
His voice rang out: "I thought you'd keep running higher."
"Run? Why did you stop?"