Chapter 17:15

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  The purple butterfly is very confident in its archery skills.

  She had liked archery since she was a child. The bow in her hand, said to have been passed down from the Moon God tribe since ancient times, was ingenious and exquisite. The arrows were golden in color, with a layer of gold lacquer on the arrow body, and the arrowheads contained poisonous insects. Those who were shot by the arrows would be poisoned to death even if they did not suffer fatal injuries, and there was no cure for those who were hit.

  That day, she used this arrow to kill Zhou Guangming. She deliberately did not shoot at Zhou Guangming's vital parts, let him close the door, and then urged the poisonous insects to kill him, creating a fake sealed room.

  The purple butterfly aimed at Fang Yuan's brow. Just a short while ago, she had shot and killed Chen Qi from an even greater distance. This time, she was confident that she would not miss.

  As expected, Fang Yuan stood there like a wooden chicken. In just an instant, the golden arrow flew to Fang Yuan's face, piercing through her brow, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was embedded in the tree behind her.

  Fang Wei took a step back, retreating several steps. A small mouth appeared on her brow, like the mouth of a newborn baby, and bright red blood sprayed out from it like a fountain, dispersing in the air to form a thin mist of blood, eerie and enchanting.

  Fang Yuan couldn't live like this anymore.

  For some reason, Purple Butterfly didn't feel the thrill of killing. On the contrary, her heart felt particularly empty, as if her entire heart had been hollowed out, a kind of indescribable melancholy shrouded her.

  She had ambitions to restore the glory of the Moon Goddess tribe, even becoming a new moon goddess herself, guiding human civilization. However, she personally shot and killed Fang Yuan, strangling the hope of the Moon Goddess tribe.

  The purple butterfly smiled wretchedly and shouted loudly in the empty forest: "You deceived me! Didn't you say she was the new moon goddess, immortal and indestructible?"

  Grandpa Qin's voice grew even more hoarse: "I said she wouldn't die, and she won't die."

  "Butterfly in Madness": "She won't die? Her skull was pierced by my golden arrow, and she still won't die?"

  "Isn't she standing right in front of you?"

  The purple butterfly turned its head, and then she saw a scene that she would never forget in her life: Fang Yuan was standing in front of her, as calm and composed as ever, looking at her with an expressionless face. The wound on her brow had disappeared, the bright red blood had disappeared, and the thin mist of blood had also disappeared. Everything seemed to have never happened before.

  "Oh heavens!" Zi Die groaned in agony, the Gu poison inside her acting up again. The dense black spots proliferated and swelled, pressing against her skin and bulging out, like a multitude of goosebumps, as if they were about to burst forth.

  Zi Die's face had become like that of an old witch, devoid of any blood color, with only varying shades of dark spots remaining. She gritted her teeth and cut open the major artery on her wrist. Fresh blood flowed out rapidly, like a small stream, with countless black insects swimming inside.

  She finally felt the feeling of death approaching - unbearable pain and no one to confide in!

  Her life was one of loneliness, carefully laying traps and calculating others' moves. No one could truly penetrate her heart, just as she never delved into anyone else's. She knew her goals clearly, coldly eliminating all who stood in her way. In the end, she suffered greatly, realizing everything had been just an illusion.

  Warm tears fell silently. The purple butterfly looked up at the sky, wanting to say something, but not a sound came out.

  Her skin was finally torn apart by the insect's attack, and her body quickly withered. Tens of millions of insects silently devoured her flesh, their bodies growing bigger and bigger.

  Fang Wan didn't dare to walk forward, gazing at all of this from a distance, forcing herself to suppress the urge to vomit. Zi Die's death was too terrifying, just a short while ago, her entire body's muscles had completely rotted, emitting a foul and unbearable stench.

  Fang Wan didn't dare look again and loudly called out: "Grandfather Qin? Where are you?"

  "Ya Tou... I'm here." Qin Grandfather's voice was intermittent, as if extremely exhausted.

  Following the sound, Fang Yuan finally saw Grandpa Qin - this legendary strange man.

  Despite her mental preparation, Fang Yuan was still startled by Qin's appearance: a body thinner than a bamboo pole, wearing a wide cloak, the whole person looked like a skull, without any muscle, only a layer of skin barely covering the bones, sunken eye sockets, eyeballs seemed to be falling out. His head was bald and shiny, his skull had been hit by something and twisted into an irregular oval shape, his mouth was crooked to one side of his face, no wonder he could only eat liquid food.

  Grandpa Qin's mouth corners split open, this was his smile: "Doesn't my appearance look very frightening?"

  "It's a bit scary." Fang Yuan didn't want to lie. Seeing Grandfather Qin's disappointed eyes, she quickly said: "However, what's most scary is not appearance, but the heart of man. Grandfather Qin, you have such a good heart, look at it a few more times and it won't be scary."

  "Is my heart good?" Grandfather Qin seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke, "Girl, you are a person who says I have a good heart. Do you know how many people I've harmed in my life? How many enemies do I have?"

  Fang Wei remained silent for a moment. But soon she continued: "At least you just saved me."

  Fang Wan is not a fool, she's very clear about Zi Die's archery skills - she saw with her own eyes how Zi Die killed Chen Qi. Just now, however, Zi Die's arrow missed its mark and didn't even touch a single hair on her head. There can only be one reason for this - Master Qin used his Soul Capturing Technique to create an illusion, causing Zi Die to miss her target.

  "You're quite clever, aren't you? What I said to Zitian earlier was all a lie. You're not some Moon Goddess and won't live forever. Remember, you're just an ordinary person. The reason you can turn danger into safety and misfortune into good fortune isn't because of heaven's blessing, but because you know how to think and protect yourself. I had many things to tell you, but unfortunately, I don't have time anymore. Earlier, I used the Soul-Seizing Technique, my energy is depleted, and I'll be dead soon."

  "Grandpa Qin..." Fang Yuan suddenly felt a pang of heartache. In this world, she only had one friend left - Su Ya. She had just gotten to know Grandpa Qin, but could only watch as he died.

  "Otherwise, I'll take you to the hospital? Tomorrow, there will be a boat coming."

  Grandfather Qin slightly shook his head: "No need. I've been holding on to this breath, waiting for you to arrive. Don't disturb me, let me finish speaking, so that when I die, I can close my eyes in peace."