Chapter 340: Chapter 339: Seamless
Gongsun Shengheng was about to speak, but Gongsun Linglong interjected, "It all happened so fast that we didn’t have ti to decapitate the King of Heaven. If you don’t believe us, you can cut his head off right now!"
Gongsun Shengheng’s heart leaped into his throat. He was terrified the elder might actually behead Ye Fan. If that happened, their plan would be ruined.
However, when the elder saw the siblings’ sincere expressions and confird there was no issue with Ye Fan’s body, he relented. "Since we are cooperating, we must trust each other. Now, please co with . Bring the coffin. The final decision on how to handle the Gongsun Family will be left to our Sect Leader," the elder declared.
Gongsun Shengheng protested, "Didn’t you promise that you would release our family once the King of Heaven was dead?"
The elder simply ignored him. "This was all arranged by the Vice Sect Leader. I have no authority to make decisions or even inquire about it!"
"Fine, we’ll go with you," Gongsun Linglong said coldly.
The elder gave a cryptic smile. "Don’t bla
for being cautious. After all, even though you killed him, this might just be a fake corpse."
"Are you doubting us?" Gongsun Shengheng raged.
"It’s only natural to be suspicious," the elder replied coldly.
The siblings said nothing more. Although they feigned anger, they were inwardly pleased that their objective had been achieved. They had been counting on the elder not beheading Ye Fan, but there was always a risk, as the old man wasn’t familiar with Ye Fan’s specific physical features. In this day and age, appearances were deceiving, and altering one’s looks was far too simple. They needed the entire body to provide definitive proof of his identity.
The siblings, along with two of their retainers, lifted Ye Fan’s coffin onto a lone boat. The elder then began to row, and they vanished from the western bridge. Under the cover of night, a dense fog hung over the water. Just as dawn was breaking, the elder announced, "We’ve arrived."
The siblings awoke with a start and saw that they were surrounded by lush green mountain peaks. They ordered their n to carry Ye Fan’s coffin up the mountain, and soon, they entered a dimly lit cave fortress. The base was heavily guarded, both inside and out, with more than fifty people in total. Walking deeper inside, they saw the captured mbers of the Gongsun Family, all bound.
"Mother!"
"Father!"
The siblings tried to rush forward but were blocked.
"You will see them after you’ve t our Sect Leader," the elder said.
Helpless, the two had no choice but to follow the plan. They were led to the main hall of the cave fortress. High above, a shaft of light shone down from a natural skylight, brightly illuminating the space. As they set the coffin down, they finally noticed a black-robed Martial Artist seated on a dais above them, surrounded by a swarm of crawling, venomous insects.
He was Mo Yanchang, the forr Vice Sect Leader of the Mo Sect and Mo Dianwu’s junior martial brother. Mo Yanchang’s appearance was nacing. His face was covered in grotesque, tumor-like poison sacs, a chilling sight to behold. Yet, he seed perfectly composed. The poisonous insects swarming around him all crawled back into his robes before he stood up. "Young ones," he asked, "have you accomplished the task I gave you?"
"See for yourself!" Gongsun Linglong replied curtly.
Mo Yanchang descended from the dais and, with a wave of his hand, sent the coffin lid flying open, revealing Ye Fan’s body. He was utterly lifeless, and his skin was already showing signs of lividity. Few would ever suspect he was only feigning death. Mo Yanchang rolled back Ye Fan’s sleeve and saw the tattoo—a Qilin. It was the unmistakable mark of the King of Heaven.
"Confird. It is undoubtedly the King of Heaven!" he declared before breaking into a triumphant laugh. "Hahaha! Mo Dianwu, oh Mo Dianwu, you always kept
under your thumb, but in the end, you died at the hands of this brat. You lived a disgraceful life! You were nothing but a brute, all muscle and no brains when it counted!"
"The Vice Sect Leader is truly wise! Oh, no! It should be Sect Leader! Forgive my slip of the tongue, this old slave deserves to be punished!" The elder who had escorted the Gongsun siblings imdiately slapped himself twice across the face.
"Hahaha!" Mo Yanchang roared with laughter. He then gloated, "Getting things done requires intelligence. Take , for example. I used my brain to kill the very man who killed Mo Dianwu! So, all of you should learn from this. Get with the tis! Don’t keep thinking that the Mo Sect Poison Technique alone can dominate the world!"
"Yes, Sect Leader!" a chorus of followers replied.
Then, Gongsun Linglong spoke up. "Sect Leader Mo, since we have fulfilled our end of the bargain, isn’t it ti you released the mbers of the Gongsun Family?"
"Hahaha!" Mo Yanchang laughed maniacally. "Release them?" he sneered. "I’m not an idiot like Mo Dianwu. The Gongsun Family can forget about leaving here alive!"
"You’re going back on your word!" Gongsun Shengheng shouted.
"Promises are made to be broken, boy. You’re still too naive."
This left a bitter taste in both Gongsun Linglong’s and Gongsun Shengheng’s mouths. Ye Fan’s prediction had been spot on; you really couldn’t trust a word the Mo Sect said!
She then asked, "So, what do you plan to do?"
"n, decapitate the King of Heaven and take his head back to the patriarch as proof! As for the Gongsun Family... kill them all!"
"Yes, Sect Leader!"
A group of his followers was about to move, and the siblings braced for a fight. But just then, the coffin suddenly exploded. Ye Fan shot out from the wreckage and exchanged a palm strike with the closest person—Mo Yanchang.
"Hmph!" Mo Yanchang grunted. His Inner Strength was no match for Ye Fan’s, and the force of the blow sent him flying backward.
He shouted, "So, you weren’t dead!"
"How could I dare to die before you do?" Ye Fan retorted with contempt.
"But your hands clearly showed lividity! Only a corpse would have that," Mo Yanchang said coldly.
Ye Fan sneered. "When it cos to understanding the dead, no one knows more than I do. I crawled my way out of a pile of corpses! If I hadn’t made it look completely convincing, how could I have possibly fooled an old dog like you?"
"Good. Very good! You played a clever hand!" Mo Yanchang seethed.
"Thanks for the complint," Ye Fan said. "You clowns from the Mo Sect. It seems Mo Dianwu’s death wasn’t enough of a warning, seeing as you dared to intensify your sches against . Today is the day you die!"
"We’ll see if you have what it takes!" Mo Yanchang commanded, "Brave n of the Mo Sect, form the Array!"
"Yes!"
A group of Mo Sect Martial Artists imdiately moved to set up an Array, surrounding Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said to the siblings, "Find a chance to rescue your family. Leave this to !"
"Alright!" Gongsun Linglong and her brother wasted no more words, imdiately charging toward the area where the Gongsun Family was being held.
"Trying to save them? Not on my watch!" Mo Yanchang bellowed, imdiately moving to intercept the pair.
In that instant, Ye Fan made his move. He drew the Yuanhong Sword and slashed down. If Mo Yanchang hadn’t dodged with incredible speed, he would have been cut down by that single strike. Just then, a group of Mo Sect Martial Artists charged forward, intending to trap and kill Ye Fan within a poison Array.
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