Chapter 393 - 170: Primordial Qi Riot, Prison-Suppression Golden Body

Chapter 393: Chapter 170: Primordial Qi Riot, Prison-Suppression Golden Body

"You saw the Champion Marquis?"

After listening to Fang Xing’s account of the situation at Beiyuan Pass, Hong Miaojin looked at him in surprise.

Fang Xing nodded.

"Yes, I did. I had a meal with him and stayed for the night."

Hong Miaojin blinked. "Was he trying to poach you?"

Hearing Hong Miaojin’s question, Fang Xing looked at her, stunned.

"My lady, how did you know?"

Hong Miaojin pursed her lips. "That guy has no one useful under his command, so of course he’d want to poach you. What’s so hard to guess about that?"

Fang Xing: "..."

"He did mention it, but I righteously refused," Fang Xing said with a serious expression.

Hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Hong Miaojin’s beautiful face.

"I knew I wasn’t wrong about you."

"I will never forget your guidance, my lady," Fang Xing said earnestly.

’Switching sides?’

He had no desire to join the military.

The Observatory was much more comfortable. With a powerful backer like Hong Miaojin, he had plenty of free time outside of his duties. He’d have to be out of his mind to go to the army.

"Don’t make any moves for a while," Hong Miaojin said, looking at him. "The Celestial Eagle Demon Emperor who was hunting you was executed by the Destiny Decree, and the Demon Alliance is watching very closely. Just lay low for a while."

’What the hell?’

’The Demon Emperor hunting me was killed by the Destiny Decree?!’

Hearing Hong Miaojin’s words, Fang Xing was startled. "My lady, that can’t be right. Back then, the Destiny Decree only severely wounded that Demon Emperor. He managed to escape, so how could he be dead?"

At his words, Hong Miaojin furrowed her brow and looked at him. "Are you sure?"

Fang Xing nodded. "I’m certain. When I used the Destiny Decree, it only caused a severe wound; it couldn’t possibly have killed him. I saw it with my own eyes."

Hong Miaojin lowered her head, her brows tightly furrowed.

"In that case... it means someone else killed the Celestial Eagle Demon Emperor and framed you for it..."

Fang Xing’s brow furrowed as well.

If he had really killed him, it wouldn’t have mattered. But to be framed for it... someone had pinned the blame on him.

But would the Demon Alliance believe his side of the story?

Whether he wanted to or not, he was stuck taking the blame.

’Damn it! Don’t let me find out who it was, or I’ll kill them!’

Anger flared in Fang Xing’s heart, and his Killing Intent surged.

It was the first time he’d ever been a scapegoat. Even though he was already an enemy of the Demon Alliance, being framed like this still felt awful.

Now, the Demon Alliance would probably watch him even more closely.

They would probably take a shot at him the moment they got a chance.

’No, I have to master the Prison-Suppression Golden Body as soon as possible. If they do come after me, at least I won’t be a sitting duck.’

A thought flashed through his mind. At this realization, Fang Xing immediately stood up.

"My lady, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take my leave. I’ve had a breakthrough in my Martial Arts and need some time to improve."

Hong Miaojin looked at him and nodded. "Yes, go. Don’t overthink it. Just focus on your Cultivation."

"Thank you, my lady."

Fang Xing clasped his hands in a salute, then turned and left the main hall.

Watching Fang Xing’s departing figure, Hong Miaojin narrowed her eyes.

’Framed... It seems a third party was waiting in the wings.’

A cold glint appeared in her eyes.

Given what Fang Xing had said, she had every reason to suspect that someone else had killed the Celestial Eagle Demon Emperor.

’A Martial Dao Upper Sect? An Evil Cult?’

’Or a Demon Sect, or perhaps... Demons and Monsters themselves!’

After a moment of deep thought, Hong Miaojin stood up and vanished from the main hall.

...

Back at the Demon Suppression Mansion, Fang Xing put aside his distracting thoughts.

Since he couldn’t shake off the blame, he would focus all his efforts on increasing his own strength.

With his current Cultivation at True Gang Peak, if he could master the Prison-Suppression Golden Body, he would at least have a sliver of a chance to protect himself, even if he encountered a Demon Emperor from the Demon Alliance.

"Sir, you’re back!"

Seeing Fang Xing, Hong Luan stepped forward joyfully.

"I need to go into seclusion for a while. If anyone asks, just tell them I’m cultivating," Fang Xing instructed, looking at Hong Luan.

’Seclusion right after coming back?’

Hong Luan was taken aback but didn’t ask any questions. She nodded. "I understand."

Fang Xing didn’t say much more either. With a brief acknowledgment, he headed straight for the Training Room.

...

「Southern Border.」

Deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, inside a dark and secluded cave abode.

On a Jade Couch, a bewitchingly beautiful figure sat cross-legged.

The sound of footsteps approached, and the gorgeous figure on the Jade Couch slowly opened her eyes.

A burly, nine-foot-tall man strode before the Jade Couch. Looking at the beautiful woman, he stepped forward and clasped his hands. "My lady, there’s news."

The beautiful woman gazed at the large man, her expression calm. "What news?"

"It’s about the Human Race’s Demon Suppression Envoy who killed the King."

The burly man replied.

WHOOM—!!!

The moment his words fell, a boundless aura erupted from the beautiful woman. Her eyes turned scarlet, and the powerful aura swept through the cave, making the very air feel as if it were being compressed.

"Speak!"

She spat out a single cold word. The burly man shuddered and, resisting the immense pressure, immediately spoke. "We just received news. The man has returned to the Qing Province Observatory."

"Good!"

"Excellent!"

The beautiful woman bit down hard on her pearly teeth, her eyes cold as ice. A nearly tangible Killing Intent burst from her gaze.

"Keep watching him. Report any movement immediately!" the beautiful woman said coldly.

"Yes!" The burly man nodded, then turned and left the cave abode.

On the Jade Couch, the beautiful woman watched the man leave. The Killing Intent in her eyes suddenly vanished, and her powerful aura dissipated into nothing.

’My dear husband, you may be dead... but your things can’t be lost...’