Eldritch Horror Theatre

”Taking advantage of my closed-door cultivation to collude with outsiders and frame a student of my Sword Comprehension Institute—did you really think I wouldn’t see through it?”

In the deathly silence, Li Weixuan scoffed and slowly raised his head to glare at Fu Qian.

”None of you will leave here alive!”

...

What a sore loser!

When probing doesn’t work, you just flip the table?

This ”It” really had the temper of a spoiled brat.

Fu Qian silently looked down at Lanaya on the ground.

It was already too late.

Even from this distance, he could feel the sheer ferocity of Li Weixuan’s strike.The lethal power of a Demigod Level sneak attack was simply terrifying.

And her only chance of survival had been flawlessly severed by Yuan Xin.

It really was an Immortal Execution Great Array!

...

Of course, ”Its” true target was him.

Killing Lanaya was just a way to rationalize Li Weixuan’s perception.

Though Fu Qian had no idea how It managed it, It had clearly expended immense effort to make Li Weixuan imagine a scenario where Fu Qian and Lanaya had conspired together, leaving the man utterly convinced of ”his own judgment.”

Such logic was undoubtedly riddled with holes, capable of fooling him only in a moment of temporary madness.

It seemed It was willing to sacrifice Li Weixuan if it meant putting Fu Qian to death.

...

Li Weixuan killed Lanaya?

At this moment, the spectators outside the sword array could hardly believe their eyes.

How had a perfectly fine open class suddenly turned into this?

Even though Li Weixuan claimed to have seen through Lanaya and Fu Qian’s conspiracy, most of them were highly skeptical.

Even so, faced with Li Weixuan approaching like a god of death, the crowd immediately scattered.

Whatever the truth was, that killing intent was entirely real. No one wanted to face the wrath of a Demigod Realm expert head-on.

With the incident occurring so suddenly, anyone actually capable of stopping him wouldn’t make it in time.

A large empty space instantly formed around Fu Qian.

...

”Once I execute the two of you vile criminals, I will explain everything to the Academy,” Li Weixuan declared.

Despite having just killed a colleague, his gaze remained resolute and sharp, betraying no hesitation.

While still a distance away, an endless tide of sword qi erupted once more, crashing toward Fu Qian with even more overwhelming might than before.

This was far too strong!

Was a Sword Dao Demigod really this terrifying?

Seeing this, almost everyone assumed Fu Qian was about to follow in Lanaya’s footsteps. Many couldn’t bear to watch and looked away.

However, what happened next defied all expectations.

SAN Value -1!

Standing in the center of the storm, Fu Qian neither dodged nor blocked. Instead, he simply raised both hands.

The next moment, clusters of black and red tentacles burst forth explosively, rushing out to meet the attack.

With the deafening roar of countless exploding artillery shells, the supposedly indestructible sword qi was forcefully shattered and blocked.

This...

What on earth was that? It could actually withstand the full-powered strike of a Demigod head-on?

Everyone stared in disbelief at that sea-urchin-like mass as it rapidly retracted.

Wait, where was he?

The crowd suddenly realized that amidst the crisscrossing tentacles, they couldn’t spot Fu Qian.

Li Weixuan also furrowed his brows, his gaze sharpening as he looked toward the center of the sword array.

Without anyone noticing, Fu Qian had already appeared right in the middle of the sword array.

A single tentacle extending from his hand dangled Yuan Xin by the neck—the very same student who had been so full of righteous indignation just moments ago.

As for Yuan Xin’s beloved sword, only the hilt remained.

”Dean Li’s way of inviting people is certainly passionate!”

Fu Qian remarked softly.

”No need to rush. I’m right here, aren’t I?”

”I knew it...”

Before Li Weixuan could even speak, Yuan Xin struggled violently against the grip on his throat.

”...You’re just a monster.”

”Oh, really?”

Fu Qian looked down at him.

”Are you scared, then?”

Just now, he had directly unleashed Tendril Barrage Devastator. Using the ensuing chaos, he had slipped inside the array and snatched this guy up at the very first opportunity.

”Haha, I am a proud student of the Sword Comprehension Institute! Why would I be afraid of an abomination like you? I advise you to surrender, or you’ll end up exactly like her.”

”So you’re pretty brave, huh?”

Fu Qian mockingly cheered for him with a deadpan expression.

Under ”Its” influence, even his fear seemed to have been completely suppressed!

In the next second, the struggling Yuan Xin found himself completely immobilized.

Looking down, he realized his entire body was gripped by tentacles pulling from every direction. An overwhelming wave of sheer terror instantly flooded his mind.

But before he could even let out a scream, his body was torn to shreds.

”Unfortunately, I’m not scared either!”

Casually tossing Yuan Xin’s mangled remains away, Fu Qian closely observed the lingering horror frozen on his face.

It seemed that artificial bravery had its limits.

”Scatter!”

A furious roar suddenly echoed out.

Fu Qian raised his head and saw Li Weixuan tearing through the sky toward him.

SAN Value -1.

The next moment, black and red tentacles blotted out the sky once more.

After an unknown number of consecutive collisions, both the sword qi and the tentacles dissipated.

Within the sword array, Fu Qian and Li Weixuan stood facing each other.

Following Li Weixuan’s command just now, nearly everyone had retreated, leaving the battlefield entirely to the two of them.

Everyone except for one person—

Ji Liushuang sat silently on the ground, cradling Lanaya’s corpse in her arms, showing absolutely no intention of moving away.

”You... must die...”

Li Weixuan stared at Yuan Xin’s dismembered corpse, his divine sense locking squarely onto Fu Qian. His tone was chillingly absolute.

”I appreciate the sentiment, but before that happens, I have a few questions...”

SAN Value -1.

As he spoke, Fu Qian activated Mythical Form once again and raised his hand.

Air Bullet.

A radiant, holy beam of light shot from his hand, instantly slamming right in front of Li Weixuan.

This time, augmented by the Mythical Form, the Air Bullet seemed to have taken on a purifying property.

A muffled boom echoed out. Li Weixuan’s intended attack was stifled, forcing him to retract his move to defend himself as brilliant sparks scattered through the air.

Taking advantage of this opening, Fu Qian walked over to Ji Liushuang and looked down at her.

”Can’t you just pretend I didn’t see anything?”

”You... I don’t understand...”

Ji Liushuang finally reacted, staring blankly up at him.

”I wasn’t talking to you.”

Fu Qian shook his head, turning around to fire off another Air Bullet.

This time, a roaring fire dragon surged forth.

”As for you, you’ve already done very well. There’s no need to change anything.”

”Is that so? But the only reason I tried so hard was... just to prove that your bloodline is excellent too...”

”There’s no need. I’ll do it myself.”

...

Fu Qian’s response left Ji Liushuang stunned once more. A tragic smile surfaced on her lips before all the light faded completely from her eyes.

Sorry about this!

Fu Qian shook his head. Staring at the now puppet-like Ji Liushuang, he continued talking.

”If that doesn’t work, then can I turn over a new leaf? For example, if you just directly teach me eight or ten types of sword intent, I could become your head disciple?”

”A blasphemer has no second chances.”

After a long moment—during which Fu Qian fired off two more Air Bullets—Ji Liushuang finally spoke again, her voice entirely devoid of inflection.

”No matter how you beg, your voice will be forsaken.”

”Ah, I see. I understand now.”

Fu Qian put on a look of profound regret as he turned to face Li Weixuan.

”Then I’ll send you on your way first!”