Chapter 70: The Great Chaos

  "Ding! Congratulations, host, on successfully killing an enemy and leveling up, earning 20 merit points."

  "Ding! Congratulations, host's Earth-level sword skill Phantom Sword proficiency +500."

  Ma Long was knocked to the ground by Fang Yan, and before he could get up from the ground, Fang Yan's attack came like a stormy rain, just for a moment, this violent air boundary's fugitive turned into an icy corpse. Then, the cold system prompt sound kept ringing in Fang Yan's mind.

  "Three heads down, this time the Hao Han Zong's assessment is basically passed." Looking at the three good heads with bloodstained faces piled up in the finished font, Fang Yan couldn't help but hum a little tune. This was just the first day of entering the Gourd Valley and there was already such a harvest.

  "Huh, Fang Yan, you've encountered an enemy." Fu Qingxuan and Fang Qing searched for the enemy's trail but didn't find any. They returned to the meeting point and saw that Fang Yan hadn't come back, so they knew something might have happened here. The two quickly rushed in the direction where Fang Yan was, and as soon as they saw the three ferocious heads piled up in front of him, they couldn't help but exclaim.

  "Well, I encountered three fugitives and killed them all. What did you gain?" Fang Yan asked upon hearing this.

  "We're not as lucky as you, we didn't find anything." Fang Qing said with a hint of helplessness, shrugging his shoulders.

  While speaking, Fang Qing took out a black cloth bag and put the three skulls in it, then said.

  "Now we have three skulls, holding these skulls, in this gourd valley for half a month, we can leave the valley."

  "Out of the valley, why do we have to leave so early?" Fang Yan said with a raised eyebrow.

  "The two families of Gao Wang want to put us to death. If we leave, how can we strike down the arrogance of the two families of Gao Wang?"

  In the valley of gourds, most were fugitives and some young talents from the city of Yan. There were also some demon beasts. In Fang Yan's eyes, these people were all exploitable points for his cultivation. Now that he had no more worries, Fang Yan wanted to strike at the powers of the Gao and Wang families with all his might.

  "En, we must not let the strong men of the two Gao families pass this assessment. If they pass and become disciples of the Hao Han Zong, they will become even more arrogant and it will be very unfavorable to our family's situation." Fu Qingxuan nodded in agreement upon hearing this.

  There is another point, these three commonly used skulls, were beheaded by Fang Yan, since it was a trial, she should have beheaded the enemy herself and obtained the opponent's head.

  After the battle just now, Fang Yan and his party understood that the various alliance forces in the valley had been dispersed. They no longer had to worry about being surrounded by a large number of cultivators. The three of them had three heads for passing through, and there was no pressure on their next actions. With the intention of targeting the two young masters of the High King's family, the three did not separate but acted together.

  In the Gourd Valley, battles are taking place every moment. With the scattered cultivators of the fugitives and the powerful demons released in the valley. This is like a microcosm of the entire Xianxia world, where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, only the fittest survive, either kill or be killed.

  Before one's eyes, a day's time has quietly slipped away.

  It seemed that Fang Yan and the others had used up all their luck, for on the second day, they only encountered a fourth-grade demonic beast, but no other cultivators. The three of them looked somewhat listless.

  "Listen, there's a fight up ahead, and it sounds like many people are involved." As they passed through a dense foggy area, the forest where Fang Yan and his group were located was filled with intense fighting sounds. The clashing of weapons could be heard from far away.

  "Let's go and take a look, hopefully it's the disciples of the two Wang families and the fugitives from Hulu Valley." Fang Yan shouted and rushed towards the battlefield.

  "There are so many people, at least twenty or thirty." The sound of clashing weapons came from the woods, with shouts and curses filling the air. Fang Yan and his two companions crouched down and rushed towards the scene, but when they got closer, they were shocked by what they saw: nearly thirty people were fighting together, including disciples from both the Gao and Wang families, as well as eight or nine burly middle-aged men - these were the fugitives they had been sent to kill.

  "There's the Gao family and the Wang family, really a narrow road for sworn enemies! I didn't expect to run into them here. After they've fought each other to exhaustion, we can reap the benefits." Fu Qingxuan couldn't help but smile as she watched the distant crowd fighting.

  "Everyone hide well, wait until the other side's battle is near its end, then we'll strike together. Not a single one of these two families' disciples should be spared." Fang Yan nodded in agreement.

  Although these fugitives were outnumbered, with the enemy twice their number, they fought bravely and refused to retreat. The casualties were heavier among the disciples of the two Wang families, and in the distant grass several corpses lay, mostly those of the disciples who had taken part in this trial. Two of the fugitives also fell.

  In the crowd, nine fugitives were desperately defending themselves to the death. Except for those who fell dead or lost their arms and legs, they all fought on, covered in blood, with ferocious expressions, like killing gods.

  "Everyone, make a bit more effort! These scattered cultivators are already at the end of their strength. With just a bit more effort, we can capture them all!" Wang Chu shouted loudly, looking at the few desperate fugitives in the center of the battle circle who were charging towards the people behind him.

  "Kill them all, avenge our fallen brothers!" The trial disciples were in high spirits, on the verge of victory, and continued to shout.

  In the center of the battlefield, a burly one-eyed man's eyes surged with unstoppable killing intent, his face twisted in a fierce expression as he bellowed at the constantly shouting trial disciples: "You actually think you can kill us?! A group of inexperienced brats who haven't even grown out of their baby fat, and you think you can kill us?!"

  "Brothers, don't bother with these little brats anymore. Kill all these little bastards and we'll regain our freedom."

  "Kill!"

  "Kill!"

  Killing intent shot up to the sky, the two sides' horses and men were engaged in a fierce and tragic battle. These fugitives did not stay behind to defend their positions, but instead pounced on the young masters of the aristocratic families like ferocious wolves.

  "Ah..."

  "Ah...... My hand is broken."

  "Ah...... I'm going to die, my intestines are all coming out. Who's going to save me? How did these fugitives suddenly become so fierce?"

  ……

  The crowd let out a loud cry of despair, and the encirclement that had been formed with great difficulty was instantly dispersed.

  "Hmph... A group of ignorant brats, thinking they can kill us? What a genius from Yan State City! Go to hell! All of you go to hell! Kill the men and leave the women, we haven't had a woman in a long time, let's take turns and vent our frustrations!" The one-eyed giant's face was twisted with cruelty, his expression ferocious as he spoke.

  "Trash, these trash, rice buckets, were actually defeated by these dregs. Quick, quickly form a siege fist and get rid of these human dregs." Takano looked at the killed ghost wailing family disciples, his anger was not coming together, shouting continuously.

  "Hold on, what are you yelling about? It's just one slash. Hold on, if we persist for a bit longer, we can kill these trash."

  It was Wang Chuyi, the leader of the Wang family, who was also cursing angrily at this moment. These fugitives were really too ferocious.