Chapter 1700: Chapter 1700

He Polang looked coldly at Fang Bai yelling over there and couldn’t help but want to laugh.

In his eyes, Fang Bai was just a fish on the chopping board, only able to be slaughtered by him.

Even if someone heard Fang Bai’s cries for help, so what? Who would dare to risk offending him, a Thunder Tribulation Expert, to rescue him?

Fang Bai’s shouts could be heard for over ten miles, attracting many strong warriors nearby who swiftly flew over to see what was happening.

However, when they arrived at the scene and saw He Polang standing proudly, they immediately turned and left.

Just as He Polang anticipated, those strong warriors realized it was a Thunder Tribulation Expert wanting to kill a Soul Severing Perfection expert, and no one dared to intervene. They only wanted to get as far away as possible to avoid the ire of the Thunder Tribulation Expert.

"See? Here, even if you scream yourself hoarse, it’s useless! Quickly give me the Blood Blade, and I’ll spare your life!"

He Polang said impatiently.

He was a Supreme Elder of a sect, his status so esteemed that uttering even one more word with this Soul Severing Perfection expert felt beneath him.

He had already decided that if Fang Bai dared to say the word "no," he would immediately strike to kill and seize the blade.

Fang Bai pointed behind him and smiled: "Who says it’s useless? There’s someone behind you!"

He Polang laughed heartily: "At death’s door, you’d better not..."

He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly turned around, and looked at an old man in a blue robe approaching slowly from the distance, his face becoming unsightly.

"Elder Hai, why are you here?"

He Polang squinted slightly, looking warily at the blue-robed elder as he asked.

The blue-robed elder was one of the two Fan Hai Sect elders accompanying the ship, named Hai Dongsheng, whose strength was comparable to He Polang, both being Thunder Tribulation Experts.

He Polang had thought Hai Dongsheng, as the owner of the ship, should have stayed on the ship, and had not expected him to appear here.

"I was just taking a walk on the island, and didn’t expect to meet the two of you here... Elder He, Friend Fang, what are you doing here?"

Hai Dongsheng asked with a smile.

Hai Dongsheng and He Polang were equally Thunder Tribulation Experts, having known each other for a long time, although their relationship was merely average.

And after Fang Bai had previously slain a Dragon Python, gaining fame, Hai Dongsheng had sought him out for a chat, thus knowing his name.

By addressing Fang Bai as "Friend," given Hai Dongsheng’s status and strength, he was effectively elevating Fang Bai.

"Old man, I wouldn’t believe your words!"

He Polang naturally did not believe Hai Dongsheng was just taking a casual walk, thinking this old man was sneaky and had been quietly paying attention to Fang Bai, aiming to get Fang Bai’s Blood Blade just like him.

Ever since Fang Bai displayed the Blood Blade on the ship to slay the Dragon Python, He Polang knew there were countless Martial Artists on the ship coveting the blade, and the two elders of the Fan Hai Sect couldn’t possibly be indifferent.

It’s just that coveting is one thing; some things can only be kept in mind or done secretly, not openly spoken or known by others.

"I... just like you, am taking a casual walk... this island’s scenery is quite nice... haha..."

He Polang said with a dry laugh.

Saying this, he secretly cursed Hai Dongsheng, thinking if it weren’t for this old man suddenly appearing, he would’ve killed Fang Bai and claimed the Blood Blade for himself.

Hai Dongsheng laughed like an old fox, nodded at the words, and then turned his gaze to Fang Bai.

Fang Bai said: "I originally intended to look around Black Tortoise Peak, but unexpectedly encountered Elder He along the way. Elder He said he wanted to admire my Blood Blade, but I felt this blade is my intimate Spiritual Artifact, not convenient to show casually, thus was unwilling to take it out, and Elder He got a bit upset..."

He Polang "hmphed," interrupting Fang Bai’s words, his gaze at Fang Bai as sharp as a blade, full of warning. This text is hosted at NoveIꜰire.net

Fang Bai grinned at him, fearless, and chose not to continue.

Hai Dongsheng stroked his beard and said: "Elder He, is this truly so?"

He Polang turned and looked elsewhere, choosing simply to ignore and not respond.

Hai Dongsheng sighed: "Elder He, let me say something fair: the intimate Spiritual Artifact of any Martial Artist isn’t casually shown; since Friend Fang naturally doesn’t want to let you see it, why be difficult?"

He Polang didn’t bother to argue, replied with mock indignation: "Doesn’t Elder Hai also wish to see that Blood Blade?"

Hai Dongsheng laughed and said: "I, Hai, am openhearted. If it’s not mine, I don’t care to pay attention nor covet it."

His remark implied that He Polang was sinister, secretly desiring Fang Bai’s Blood Blade.

He Polang’s face darkened, cursing "hypocrite" under his breath.

If other strong warriors had said those words, He Polang would’ve already fallen out with them, but he was to travel to the Eastern Desolate Continent on the Fan Hai Sect’s ship, so he couldn’t offend Hai Dongsheng, thus merely snorted coldly and turned away.

Seeing He Polang leave, Hai Dongsheng smiled at Fang Bai and said: "Friend Fang, possessing a peerless Spiritual Artifact must make countless Martial Artists envious. Be careful on this island, lest someone takes advantage!"

After saying this, he looked meaningfully at Fang Bai and gracefully walked away.

Fang Bai watched as He Polang and Hai Dongsheng left east and west, one after another, and with a slight twist of his mouth, muttered in a voice only he could hear: "Two old geezers, both false, neither a good thing! Want to get my Blood-Drinking Mad Blade? Trade your life for it!"

He knew both He Polang and Hai Dongsheng were indeed coveting his Blood-Drinking Mad Blade; it’s just He Polang was shameless enough to grab it openly, while Hai Dongsheng behaved more covertly, his true intentions yet unrevealed.

The two Thunder Tribulation Experts surreptitiously tracked Fang Bai from different directions, neither willing to show their face, while being wary of each other, thus forming a subtle equilibrium.

Under such circumstances, Fang Bai was instead safer.

Fang Bai no longer concerned himself with them and dashed forward, continuing his journey toward Black Tortoise Peak.

Upon reaching below Black Tortoise Peak, several Black Tortoise Sect disciples blocked Fang Bai’s path.

"Our sect’s disciples are in closed-door cultivation at the peak. Guests, please wait patiently."

One Black Tortoise Sect disciple said.

Though the disciple was a Thunder Tribulation Expert, he showed no contempt towards Fang Bai and spoke politely.

Fang Bai glanced at the peak of Black Tortoise Peak, then nodded, walked to the side, leaped onto a flat stone, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes to wait quietly.

Seeing this, several Black Tortoise Sect disciples guarded the mountain path, staying in a high alert state.

At the peak of Black Tortoise Peak, clouds of tribulation gathered, thunder roared, and lightning flashed, obviously indicating someone was preparing to cross the tribulation there.

With many Thunder Tribulation Experts on Black Tortoise Island, crossing the Thunder Tribulation would be nothing unusual, but having several Black Tortoise Sect disciples standing guard while someone crosses the tribulation suggests that the person is either an elite of the Black Tortoise Sect or a prodigy of the sect.