Chapter 516 - 232: Chaos and the Daoist Priest

Chapter 516: Chapter 232: Chaos and the Daoist Priest

Most importantly, even if they found a clue, who would investigate?

Sikong Cheng and his six top masters had all been slaughtered. Any one of them who went would just be walking to their death.

Rather than waste effort heading down a dead-end path, why not consider what they could gain right now?

Nameless Island was without a master. Who would get to devour this enormous piece of juicy meat?

After exchanging glances, they suddenly began to fight.

They didn’t know who would get the prize, but they knew that for every person they killed now, there would be one less person to share it with later.

A fight broke out at Sikong Villa, leaving two dead. Then, with a tacit understanding, they dispersed, gathered their subordinates, and began vying for power once more.

Thus, the curtain rose on the chaos of Nameless Island...

First, the people of Nameless Island started fighting amongst themselves. Later, whether it was visitors from the East Sea or those from the Eastern Domain searching for the Seven-String Ancient Chapter, everyone’s attention was drawn to the turmoil.

At first, everyone was cautious. Unsure of what exactly had happened, most chose to play it safe and protect themselves.

That is, until the unconcealed news reached their ears.

Only then did they learn that the Island Master of Nameless Island, along with his six top masters, had all been beaten to death. Their bodies were burned to charcoal, and the Island Master’s head was burned away completely.

It was a moment of sudden realization for everyone!

And then they decisively resolved to get a piece of the pie.

They didn’t think about seizing control of Nameless Island itself. But Sikong Cheng had been entrenched on the island for many years, building a profound family fortune. Who knew how many mountains of gold and silver, how many rare and Exotic Treasures he had accumulated?

With the people of Nameless Island too preoccupied to bother with them, it was the perfect time for them to make their move.

At this point, the chaos spiraled completely out of control.

Some people stormed Sikong Cheng’s mansion, snatching anything they saw, taking any treasure they found.

However, they were actually a step too late.

The first wave to grab the valuables and flee were the maids and servants of Sikong Cheng’s household.

Although this group knew no Martial Arts, they each had their own ways. Aside from a few exceptionally greedy ones who were cornered in the residence and couldn’t escape, most scattered across the island, found hiding places, and simply waited for the chaos to end so they could quickly leave this place.

Then they could find a place where no one knew them, buy some good farmland and a house, and start a new life, couldn’t they?

Of course, these people only made off with petty gains.

The real jackpot went to those who found Sikong Cheng’s hidden treasury; they were hauling out mountains of gold and silver.

And because of this gold and silver, rivers of blood flowed and bodies littered the ground.

The ordinary people living on Nameless Island had long since hunkered down upon seeing such a scene. Those who could hide, did, so they suffered no harm.

Besides, no one was paying attention to them at a time like this. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the wealth that was just within reach.

Amidst all this, the ones who gained the most were those who were already part of a group.

Unlike the disorganized rabble, these people banded together. Wherever their leader pointed, they struck.

In the end, they gathered a great deal of loot, ran to the port, and leaped aboard their ships.

They paid no mind to the ban on leaving the port at night. After all, Sikong Cheng was dead. Who would obey a dead man’s rules?

They simply turned their ships around and headed off in all directions.

On a large ship sailing deeper into the East Sea, Fang Shuwen stood at the stern. Watching Nameless Island burn and smoke in the distance, he felt a headache coming on.

With Sikong Cheng’s death, some degree of chaos on Nameless Island was to be expected.

This much, Fang Shuwen had anticipated.

That was precisely why, after leaving Sikong Villa, Fang Shuwen had led them straight back to the inn. After packing their things, they had waited at the port.

They had scouted the ship during the day. Zuo Xuan and Zhou Zhengze had gathered information, so they knew it was headed deeper into the East Sea.

Sure enough, the ship’s crew took advantage of the night’s chaos to depart, and Fang Shuwen’s group used that same opportunity to sneak aboard.

This was not an isolated incident. Anyone with a bit of foresight who could see that things on Nameless Island were going south would try to find a way to leave the troubled land.

The ship’s captain hadn’t bothered to take a headcount.

Such matters would have to wait until they were clear of Nameless Island’s vicinity.

However, while Fang Shuwen had anticipated chaos, he hadn’t expected it to escalate to this degree.

But after thinking it over, he felt that for this level of chaos to erupt, it only meant that Nameless Island had been a powder keg to begin with.

It was unstable from within, and just as unstable from without.

Fang Shuwen had killed Sikong Cheng and his men to protect Luo Shuqing, and this unstable Nameless Island had instantly and utterly erupted.

"Sigh... what a mess."

Fang Shuwen had figured that this trip deep into the East Sea wouldn’t have to result in rivers of blood everywhere.

But here they were, having just arrived at Nameless Island, and they had already caused such a huge disturbance.

He reckoned the death toll wouldn’t be small at all...

’Who... who could he even complain to about this?’

But at this point, there was no use dwelling on it.

Now that they had slipped off Nameless Island, they were one step closer to the depths of the East Sea.

’Anyway... at least I didn’t slaughter the whole island. A lot of people died, but it’s not like I did it...’

Back inside the cabin, he tossed the mask he had worn earlier to Luo Shuqing.

"You can wash off the disguise on your face. Make do with this mask for now."

"Zuo Xuan and Zuo Hong, you two find something to cover your faces for now."

"When this ship next docks, I’ll get masks for you two as well."