Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 111 - 91: "Witch Immortal" Believers! The Unhappy Monk and the Brainless Woman (Seeking First Subscription)_3

Chapter 111: Chapter 91: "Witch Immortal" Believers! The Unhappy Monk and the Brainless Woman (Seeking First Subscription)_3

This left her quite astonished, and she couldn’t help but say, "Taoist Priest, you saved me, don’t you want some kind of reward? My family still has some nice things, which could be used to thank you."

Fan Wu, without turning his head, said, "What if, the poor Taoist asks you to find the ’Witch Immortal’ mentioned by the man in the black robe, beat Her half to death, and then bring Her before me... Could you do that as a form of gratitude?"

Her expression turned blank.

She thought about it.

And fell into deep thought.

Although she didn’t know why the Taoist Priest would make such a strange request, she actually showed an expression that suggested "it doesn’t seem like a problem," and said to Fan Wu, "If the Taoist Priest wishes to be repaid in such a manner, perhaps it’s not impossible." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Fan Wu’s footsteps paused.

She continued, "The so-called Witch Immortal mentioned by that heretic doesn’t sound like a respectable entity. Perhaps some kind of strange creature, or even Demons and Devils."

"It might also be one of those fraudulent mountain deities that fool the common people. With my Power, of course, I cannot deal with such beings."

She paused, then confidently said, "However, I believe my father could do it!"

Fan Wu shook his head and continued on his way.

"Eh?" Seeing that Fan Wu paid her no heed, she bore the pain from her injuries and grimaced as she jogged to catch up. While jogging, she hastily explained, "Taoist Priest, you wouldn’t think I’m spouting nonsense, would you? I’m telling the truth!"

"Although I haven’t seen my father kill strange beings with my own eyes, he’s really powerful! Even if my father isn’t powerful, I still have my grandfather! My grandfather is definitely very formidable!"

"Taoist Priest, you must know of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, right?"

"The Cultivation Technique called Divine Path of a Hundred Slaughters, practiced by the people of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, was offered to the Imperial Court by one of our ancestors! The Witch Immortal might sound intimidating."

"But my family is not lacking either!"

"Oh right! Maybe you don’t know my name yet? My surname is Yun, with a given name Jiuqing!"

Yun Jiuqing was so anxious her speech sped up.

And she no longer stuttered.

Fan Wu could tell that she was seriously revealing her family background. He could also tell that this woman named Yun Jiuqing was not lying. What she said was most likely true.

Because it was true, Fan Wu felt this person was a trouble.

A person with a distinguished background, without any guard, came alone to Yinghe Prefecture to celebrate the birthday of the City God of Yinghe Mansion.

It meant.

She had no brains.

Having an extraordinary background meant that her upbringing was not bad, yet she was oblivious to the principle that "a gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall".

Besides the possibility of being too rebellious due to youth.

It was likely that her brains weren’t functioning well.

Fan Wu felt that he should not get involved with someone whose brain wasn’t functioning well, lest he get infected.

At this moment, Yun Jiuqing suddenly realized that Fan Wu was not following the main road, but turning to one side. This greatly shocked her, and she was just about to ask, ’Taoist Priest, where are you going’?

But suddenly, her heart skipped a beat!

Because she sensed an extremely frightening intent to kill emanating from the Taoist Priest before her!

This terrifying murderous aura.

Made her hair stand on end!

It blocked the words she had wanted to say right in her throat.

Not a single word came out.

She realized.

Compared to the Witch Immortal follower who wanted her life and to capture her soul just before, this Taoist Priest before her eyes seemed even more terrifying!

Yun Jiuqing found this aura very familiar; right before the Taoist Priest pummeled the man in the black robe, he had emitted this kind of terrifying murderous aura.

Hiss!

Now that the Taoist Priest had once again unleashed his killing intent, could it mean someone else was about to die?

Wait a minute!

This person...

Yun Jiuqing suddenly turned pale—could it be that the person about to die was herself?

Just as she was consumed with worry and her thoughts were running wild, she noticed that not far ahead, there seemed to be strange noises. This caused all the bizarre thoughts in Yun Jiuqing’s mind to dissipate.

Because she realized that the formidable Taoist Priest seemed to have been drawn to the commotion over there.

The killing intent bursting forth from him... was not directed at her.

This allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.

She was shocked to find that her back...

was actually drenched in cold sweat!

One can imagine the psychological pressure exerted on a cultivator of her level by the slightest hint of killing intent emanating from Fan Wu’s being.

Yes.

The surging killing intent on Fan Wu had been inadvertently revealed just a trace.

He advanced another hundred or so steps.

Once again, Fan Wu encountered a figure in black robes, someone also bearing the title "Follower of the Witch Immortal." He had simply come to reap some Free Attribute Points for himself.

Even though such weaklings yielded few points, something was still better than nothing!

To kill one.

Was to gain one.

The new black-robed figure was locked in combat with a monk, but it appeared the figure had chosen the wrong target, for the monk’s strength was not inferior to his. The two fought back and forth, both sustaining injuries.

The monk’s robe was torn in the fight, revealing the decent muscles of his upper body, with a faint golden glow circling around his skin. At first glance, he looked like a bald little golden figurine.

In the monk’s hands was a Nine Rings Broadsword, its blade engraved with Buddhist Sanskrit.

The golden rings traversing the blade seemed to be Buddhist Magic Artifacts as well.

The clear clashing sounds of the golden rings echoed in the air.

Carrying with them traces of Zen.

The monk’s brows were tightly furrowed, giving the impression of deep and profound sorrow as if nothing in the world could smooth his creased forehead.

A gash had opened up on his head, surrounded by swirling Yin Energy. Blood had dyed half his face crimson, but he didn’t seem to care. Instead, he glared fiercely and bellowed, "You demon! Stop prattling about that so-called Witch Immortal in your mouth, nothing more than a trickster peddling falsehoods. How dare you claim it to be a supreme existence above the Nine Heavens?"

"If the Buddha won’t take you in!"

"I will!"

As his words fell, he swung the heavy Nine Rings Broadsword at the black-robed figure.

The black-robed figure’s situation... wasn’t any better either, with numerous sword wounds soaking his robes with blood.

Confronted with the monk’s ferocious attack, he gritted his teeth, attempting to cast a spell in response.

However.

The next moment.

A killing intent as tumultuous as a tsunami enshrouded him, causing the black-robed figure to pause momentarily.

The black-robed figure felt as if he were...

In the midst of a fiercely contested battlefield with thousands of combatants!

Causing him to shudder!

And his spirit to quake!

Whoosh!!!

A copper coin tore through the air and flew out.

The coin grazed past the monk’s earlobe, the turbulence it created making his earlobe sting.

The sudden change caused the monk to pause as well.

The monk could only catch a glimpse—of a very small object, hurtling straight toward the black-robed man’s forehead.

In an instant! A hole burst open in the black-robed man’s forehead.

Blood and brain matter spewed forth!

The copper coin pulverized the man’s brain into mush and exited from the back of his head, landing in the trunk of a large tree behind him.

Sinking deeply into it!

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