Chapter 137: Qin Ci Comes to Annul Chun'er's Engagement

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Just as they were all thinking that Fang Heng would be grateful to them, suddenly, with a whoosh, another sound rang out. A shadow abruptly appeared behind Fang Heng and launched an attack at his back.

"Not good!"

"This is bad!"

Seeing this, Xu Yang and the other two exclaimed in alarm. They had been about to help, but before they could act, the Treasure Swallow Sect leader’s attack struck again. They all felt a surge of worry for Fang Heng.

But at that moment, with a sudden boom, a golden radiance erupted explosively from Fang Heng’s body. In the next instant, it transformed into an enormous alchemy furnace.

Fang Heng’s body was enclosed within the furnace, while the terrifying strike from the Treasure Swallow Sect leader slammed against the furnace with a bang—yet the furnace remained unscathed, not even a crack appearing.

Seeing this, the disciples from the Four Great Sects were stunned into silence.

Xu Yang and the other two were even more shocked; they could tell the grade of this alchemy furnace.

It was semi-Saint level!

A semi-Saint grade alchemy furnace was an extremely precious treasure in the entire Martial Heaven Domain.

Alchemy furnaces were tools for alchemists, who were among the wealthiest in the domain; however, suitable alchemy furnaces were exceedingly rare.

Many Saint-level alchemists still used Divine-grade alchemy furnaces, and it was seldom heard of any Saint-level alchemist possessing a relic-grade furnace.

Now, Fang Heng, who was only a nascent Divine Martial cultivator, had produced such a semi-Saint grade furnace. How could this not astonish everyone?

"Hmm! A semi-Saint grade alchemy furnace?"

At the same time the disciples from the Four Great Sects were stunned, the Treasure Swallow Sect leader, whose ambush had once again failed, muttered unexpectedly. A cold sneer soon appeared on his face.

"Heh heh, didn’t expect it, kid. You’ve got so many treasures—first the Ten Thousand Swords, and now this semi-Saint grade alchemy furnace. Impressive. To borrow your earlier words, if this were purely a fight between you and me, I might really be at a loss. A semi-Saint grade weapon—I can’t break it."

The Treasure Swallow Sect leader sneered again. "But this isn’t just a fight between you and me. There are many watching, especially these geniuses from the Four Great Sects. Do you think they’ll let you keep such a treasure easily?"

As he spoke, the disciples from the Four Great Sects’ eyes flickered, but none spoke. Clearly, they were tempted by the semi-Saint grade alchemy furnace on Fang Heng.

Whoever managed to seize this furnace could either contribute it to their sect for great merit or keep it to exchange for other precious treasures.

Driven by greed, the disciples of the Four Great Sects had come for profit. Now that Fang Heng had revealed such a valuable treasure, how could they not fix their gaze on him?

"Senior Brother Xu, things have changed," muttered Senior Disciple Yan, standing beside Xu Yang, his expression shifting. "If we gain such a treasure, what immense benefits would that bring?"

His words caused the previously silent young man to flicker his eyes. Though he said nothing, the burning intensity in his gaze revealed his thoughts.

"Heh heh, you two mean we shouldn’t try to win him over?"

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Xu Yang’s eyes flickered as he saw his two junior disciples’ expression.

"Winning him over is for future benefits, but the treasure he just revealed already offers us huge advantages," he said.

Senior Disciple Yan replied seriously, "If that’s the case, why wait? Once we get this thing, the benefits will be boundless."

"Heh heh, you two junior brothers, isn’t this a bit unscrupulous?" Xu Yang chuckled. "No matter what, he’s helped us a lot before. He brought us here—that’s a good deed. Now that he’s revealed his treasure, is it right for us to schematically kill him?"

"It’s not about right or wrong, Senior Brother Xu. He’s indeed formidable and has helped us, but which one of these people here isn’t indebted to him?" Senior Disciple Yan raised his brows. "If it weren’t for him holding back that Treasure Swallow Sect leader, who knows what would have happened? Perhaps all these Four Great Sects disciples would have come just to assert dominance over the Treasure Swallow Sect. Yet, have these people shown gratitude? No, they’re scheming."

"They don’t honor debts of gratitude; why should we?" Xu Yang’s smile faded as he looked at Senior Disciple Yan.

"If none of them care about gratitude, why should we? Besides, we are helping him now. Killing him and taking his treasure is better than someone else doing it. I believe if he knew his treasure would fall into our hands, he’d be pleased."

Hearing this, the other young man nodded in agreement.

"Heh heh," Xu Yang laughed softly, then shook his head after a moment. "Senior Disciple Yan, I didn’t expect you to be so eloquent. To justify being ungrateful with such reasoning, you really leave me no choice but to admire your skill. Well, do as you wish with this matter, but it’s none of my concern. Don’t expect me to help."

"Heh heh, Senior Brother Xu, we know you’re kind-hearted, so we never expected your help. Just don’t sabotage us. The rest we will handle ourselves," Senior Disciple Yan said with a smile. Xu Yang’s eyes flickered but he said no more.

What could he do? He wasn’t the true leader among the three; his cultivation was just slightly higher. With these two scheming, how could he stop them? He could only watch.

"Heh heh, kid, you’re indeed safe inside your treasure, but how long do you think you can hide?"

At that moment, the Treasure Swallow Sect leader’s laughter echoed through the void. "Planning to hide for ten days or half a month? Do you really think you have the chance? I’m sure countless people have already passed on messages about your treasure. Don’t talk about ten days or half a month—you won’t last half a day, believe it or not."

His words darkened the faces of the Four Great Sects’ disciples. They knew the Treasure Swallow Sect leader was indirectly accusing them of ingratitude, and yet not one of them could retort.

Indeed, they had already sent word about this treasure back to their sects.

"Heh heh, the world’s bustling all for gain, and all the commotion is for profit. Since I took out this treasure to protect myself, I naturally know what I’m up against, so I don’t care."

Fang Heng’s laughter echoed from within the alchemy furnace. "But what about you? I don’t have much time left—at most a few hours. Can you break my alchemy furnace?"

"I can’t break it," the Treasure Swallow Sect leader laughed. "But don’t think you can keep this treasure forever."

"Heh heh, what’s a treasure? At worst, I’ll send it out. The key is this: you can’t break my treasure—so why don’t you leave?"

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Fang Heng laughed. "Those experts coming will covet my treasure, no doubt, but you are also their prey."

"Haha, you’re right. Never thought that a bandit leader like me and a disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Sect like you, who also owes the Four Great Sects, would be in similar straits."

The Treasure Swallow Sect leader laughed heartily. "You should have listened to me earlier and cooperated. Together, we could have wiped out these people and gained great benefits. Now you’ve done good deeds, but no one treats you as a good guy."

"Heh heh, whether others see me as good or not, I never care. What matters is myself," Fang Heng’s cold laughter rang out from the furnace. "I don’t want to cooperate with you, so I won’t. No matter how great the benefits, if I want to kill you, I will. No one can stop me. Understand?"

These words caused everyone present to shudder, especially the Four Great Sects’ disciples, whose eyes flashed with shock before filling with guilt.

Fang Heng’s words were simple but clear: I will be who I want to be, and no one can control me. This is my true self—True Martial.

Only a genuine warrior could embody such a state.

Fang Heng was a true warrior who had helped them, yet they had schemed over his treasure. Calling it ingratitude would not be an exaggeration. How could they not feel guilty?

"Great spirit," muttered the Treasure Swallow Sect leader. "No wonder you have such strength at your level. True self, True Martial—you alone deserve those titles. But alas, this great martial world, too much true self is naïveté. Look at your current predicament—what can you do? Even if I don’t kill you today, you won’t survive the day."

"Heh heh, won’t survive the day? That’s what you say," Fang Heng sneered. "I think I will."

Buzz!

As he spoke, the soaring golden alchemy furnace standing in the void began to tremble. Golden radiance burst forth from the furnace, and in the next moment, the soaring alchemy furnace vanished.

The imposing aura of the semi-Saint grade alchemy furnace was gone. Its presence, its shape—all disappeared.

In an instant, the semi-Saint grade furnace, like the Treasure Swallow Sect leader, had concealed itself.

The disciples of the Four Great Sects stared intently, swiftly scanning the surroundings for any trace of Fang Heng’s soaring furnace—but they found nothing.

Even the Treasure Swallow Sect leader’s voice fell silent, seemingly stunned by Fang Heng’s maneuver.

"Heh heh, since earlier, I’ve been thinking about how to counter you. A higher-grade Divine Martial, an assassin-type—such a person is very difficult to deal with. After a long time, I couldn’t figure out how to handle you."

Suddenly, Fang Heng’s laughter rang out from the void. "Fortunately, in the end, I figured it out. You’re formidable because you hide in the shadows, while I stand in the open. But what if I hide in the shadows too? What can you do then?"

"Heh heh, kid, you’re impressive. The saying ‘blend with the dust and light’ truly means this. You and I are alike. You came up with that method—I can’t deny it."

After a long pause, the Treasure Swallow Sect leader’s laughter echoed again. "But there’s still a difference between true skill and fake skill. My concealment technique is exquisite, but yours isn’t true concealment at all."