Hearing Fu Zhu's words, Xing reluctantly put away the baseball bat in her hand and turned to look at Fu Zhu, who was walking over with Feixiao and March 7th.
"Old Bro, why kill him off? Or should I say, 'wrap him up'?"
"He's all wrapped up. If I don't kill him, it wouldn't be called a wrap-up."
Fu Zhu spoke with a beaming smile, yet his words sent a chill down Hulei's spine. However, the rage in Hulei's heart completely overpowered his other emotions once he saw Fu Zhu's face clearly.
"Fu Zhu!!!"
Fu Zhu, looking somewhat speechless, reached out to cover Xing and March 7th's ears, shooting Hulei a look of disgust.
"Why are you yelling so loud? No one here is deaf."
"The humiliation of a hundred days, I will make you pay it back today!"
Hulei's eyes turned completely red. He began to struggle violently in the wooden boat, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the seal of the wooden boat. He could only sit there anxiously, baring his fangs and growling at Fu Zhu in fury.
"If you have the guts, let me down, and we'll fight to the death!"
"Sure."
Fu Zhu agreed with immense cheerfulness. This reaction actually stunned Hulei for a moment before he let out a cold laugh.
"Although I detest you as a person, I acknowledge you as a warrior!"
Hearing this, Fu Zhu raised an eyebrow. He casually pulled the Demon Blade [Hiruko] he had used before from his backpack, swung it once to chop apart the wooden boat beneath Hulei, and then signaled for Xing and March 7th to step back a bit.
"Hulei, don't misunderstand. I agreed to let you down simply because I feel you are... not a threat."
Fu Zhu's words caused Hulei's face to darken instantly. Although his hairy face made it hard to see any change in complexion, everyone present could feel the rage Hulei was forcibly suppressing.
"Very good..."
Hulei's throat rattled with a growl. He opened his bloody maw, trembling not because of fear, but from unprecedented excitement.
"The more confident you act, the more satisfying your shocked expression will be when I tear open your throat later!"
With that, Hulei charged straight at Fu Zhu on all fours. Fu Zhu, however, unhurriedly gripped the Demon Blade [Hiruko] in his hand, slowly unsheathing it while muttering to himself.
"Hulei, do you know why I'm using this blade? Because I heard you were beaten by a certain woman to the point of psychological trauma. And coincidentally, I also know... that woman's sword technique!"
The Demon Blade [Hiruko] in Fu Zhu's hand was unsheathed, and dozens of crescent-shaped, icy sword qi slashes flew straight toward Hulei's face.
Hulei, mid-charge, saw the familiar sword technique and his pupils couldn't help but constrict. Memories of being thrashed by Jingliu in the past flooded his mind, causing him to miss the optimal window to dodge. He slammed headfirst into the sword qi.
In less than a second, Hulei was frozen into a giant block of ice, and his right arm was severed directly, falling to the side.
"Why do you know that woman's sword technique! What is she to you!"
The expression on Hulei's face bordered on madness. Jingliu's sword technique had shattered his pride back then, while Fu Zhu had humiliated him for a hundred days. Now that the two were combined, it was something he simply couldn't accept.
"That's not important."
Fu Zhu held the Demon Blade [Hiruko], looking at Hulei with a smile. "What's important is, you've lived long enough. It's time to die."
Standing in the back, Xing watched her Old Bro suddenly start chatting with Hulei and couldn't help but roast him to March 7th beside her: "He clearly told me not to play around just a moment ago, and now he's playing around himself. What a double standard!"
March 7th smiled helplessly. She wanted to agree with Xing, but since there was an outsider present, she didn't want Fu Zhu to leave a bad impression on anyone.
"Kill me? Heh..."
Hearing Xing's voice, Hulei laughed abruptly. He looked at Fu Zhu with mockery. "Forget Jingliu back then; for these seven hundred years, do you know how many methods the Xianzhou people have tried to kill me? But they all failed. They could only imprison me in exasperation and inflict all kinds of torture upon me. Do you think a wet-behind-the-ears brat like you can kill me?"
The brief exchange just now had made Hulei realize the gap between himself and Fu Zhu. Although it had only been a hundred days since they last met, Fu Zhu's strength had far surpassed him, not to mention that General Feixiao of the Yaoqing was standing behind him.
No matter how one looked at it, he wasn't getting out of the Shackling Prison today.
Hulei simply gave up resisting and began to taunt the Fu Zhu in front of him.
"I might as well tell you the truth. Although the Borisin are a species blessed by the Abundance, our lifespans are not that long, and even our self-healing abilities were never this exaggerated."
As he spoke, Hulei's severed arm regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just two or three seconds, it was as if he had never been injured.
"In ancient legends, the ancestors of the Borisin were dissatisfied with their limited life and power. They longed to dominate the sky and become the masters of the stars. For this, they sacrificed the lives of countless Borisin and Foxians, injecting them into the Spring of Longevity granted by the Lord of Abundance. Under the catalyst of genetic sorcery, a miracle was bred within the water: the [Moon of Gestation]."
"After climbing onto the delivery bed of the [Moon], the Blue One (ancestor) obtained what he had dreamed of—a [Heart] shaped like a crimson full moon. The Blue One cut open his own chest and replaced his own heart with that crimson moon. Since then, that heart has beaten within the bodies of the Borisin Warheads for generations. As long as it exists, the Warhead is an entity that cannot be killed!"
Fu Zhu listened to Hulei's 'kind' science lesson, silently sheathed the Demon Blade [Hiruko], and swapped it for the [Yamato].
Hulei saw his action and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What? Thinking of switching to a sharper blade to cut open my chest and take out the [Crimson Moon]? Go ahead and try. The Borisin never fear death, but you must understand clearly: what the [Crimson Moon] brings is not just endless life, self-healing, and power, but also that inherent bloodlust flowing in the veins of the Borisin and Foxians."
"As long as it enters the world, I won't even need to lift a finger—the entire Luofu will fall."
Imagining that scene, Hulei couldn't help but laugh. But before he could get out more than two laughs, a cold light flashed, and his wolf head flew directly into the air, looking down at his headless body with a bewildered expression.
He couldn't believe it. Fu Zhu had heard his words and still dared to strike so decisively! Was he not afraid that the Foxians on the Luofu would go mad under the influence of the [Crimson Moon]?!
This thought appeared in Hulei's mind for only a second before he saw Fu Zhu's other hand holding a still-beating [Heart] that looked like a crimson full moon.
Wait, wasn't that the [Crimson Moon] he was just talking about?!
Thud... Hulei's head fell to the ground and was stepped on by Fu Zhu. He glanced down at Hulei's frozen expression, then looked at the [Crimson Moon] in his hand.
"I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted, Hulei. As a mechanics monster (gimmick boss), you actually took the initiative to tell me your weakness. And coincidentally, I really wasn't worried about the things you mentioned happening."
With the inherent separation trait of the [Yamato], Fu Zhu didn't even need to deliberately cut open Hulei's chest to separate the [Crimson Moon] from his body. Furthermore, no matter what the item was, as long as it was in Steve's hand, it wouldn't produce any effect unless Steve actively used it.
Steve's hand was the strongest seal.
Standing in the back, Feixiao raised an eyebrow in surprise when she saw Fu Zhu stepping on that wolf head.
"Hulei is dead just like that?"
"How else?"
Fu Zhu casually put the [Crimson Moon] into his backpack. He believed Hulei's dying words were true, so it was best to keep this [Crimson Moon] in his backpack forever; otherwise, the Foxians on the Luofu might go crazy, and Jing Yuan would have a headache.
Xing also walked up with some confusion and kicked Hulei's corpse.
"The Xianzhou hasn't been able to kill him for seven hundred years, and you just killed him simply like that, Old Bro? He's not faking it, is he?"
Fu Zhu was somewhat exasperated. "Just how little trust do you guys have in me?"
Feixiao hurriedly waved her hand to explain, "No, it's just that it happened too fast. It's a bit unbelievable."
Fu Zhu shrugged, noncommittal. But Feixiao and the others seemed to have overlooked a fact.
That was that Hulei's actual strength wasn't that high—far from the level of an Emanator. Jing Yuan alone was enough to beat ten Huleis. The reason he couldn't be killed before was purely because Hulei was a "mechanics monster" (gimmick boss). But now that he had exposed his own weakness, the matter became simple.
"Alright, Hulei is dead. The other Borisin can't stir up any trouble either."
Fu Zhu turned to look at the battlefield on the other side. The Cloud Knights, using the [Bones] provided by him, had successfully tamed all the Borisin, including Mudu. At this moment, they were squatting in front of the Cloud Knights, waiting for them to put on handcuffs and send them into the cells.
Seeing that the matter was concluded, Fu Zhu stretched his waist, turned to the others, and pointed his thumb behind him.
"Want to go get some midnight snacks?"
"......"
The Next Day.
Early in the morning, Fu Zhu called Dan Heng, and they left the inn together, heading straight for Jing Yuan's residence.
Bang, Bang, Bang!
Fu Zhu familiarly located Jing Yuan's bedroom and began banging heavily on the door.
"Prisoner Jing, wake up!"
While shouting, Fu Zhu took out his phone to check the time. It was already 8:30 AM. Even if a General only needed to work a nine-to-five, surely he wouldn't still be in bed now?
"Is the working environment on the Luofu this relaxed? I'm a little envious."
Dan Heng stood aside with his arms crossed and replied faintly, "Our Astral Express working hours are also very relaxed."
"Yeah," Fu Zhu replied with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Either we're idle for days, or we're wanted criminals for days. Indeed, very relaxed."
Dan Heng couldn't help but purse his lips, finally sighing heavily. "Let's hope the next station can be a bit more relaxing."
The two chatted for a while before the sound of rustling clothes finally came from the room. After a long while, a sleepy-eyed Jing Yuan rubbed his eyes and opened the door. Seeing Fu Zhu and Dan Heng standing outside, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I say, Fu Zhu, don't you know you shouldn't shout for people in the morning and at night?"
"Why?" Fu Zhu was somewhat puzzled.
"Because 'Morning and Night' (Zao Wan) means 'Sooner or Later' you'll die." (Pun: Zao Wan Hui Si).
Jing Yuan cracked a joke, then turned and ducked into the washroom.
Fu Zhu stared at Jing Yuan entering the washroom, deep in thought, then tilted his head and said to Dan Heng, "He's running out of lifespan? Dan Heng, do you want to fight for the position of General?"
Dan Heng rolled his eyes silently, ignoring Fu Zhu's joke.
A moment later, a fully dressed Jing Yuan walked out of the washroom and nodded to the two of them.
"Let's go then."
The three of them left the Seat of Divine Foresight together. Considering Jing Yuan hadn't eaten breakfast yet, they didn't rush to take the starskiff but bought some food along the street and walked slowly toward Scalegorge Waterscape.
Jing Yuan ate a mantou (steamed bun) bite by bite, looking at Fu Zhu beside him, asking with some curiosity.
"Fu Zhu, didn't you always dislike getting involved in these troublesome matters? Why did you actively seek me out to go to Scalegorge Waterscape today? Are you curious about the mole in this incident?"
Last night, after Fu Zhu and the others resolved the situation at the Shackling Prison, Jing Yuan had successfully investigated who the mole within the Vidyadhara was and synced the news to Fu Zhu and the others.
He hadn't expected that the next day, instead of going to accompany his girlfriend, Fu Zhu would come straight to find him. This didn't fit Fu Zhu's usual style.
Fu Zhu waved his hand.
"You catch your mole; I'm going to discuss my own business. I have something that requires the full assistance of the Vidyadhara."
Jing Yuan couldn't help but frown, turning to look at Fu Zhu seriously asking, "What matter? If you need help, you can tell me directly. The Luofu wouldn't ignore your difficulties."
"No need. If I asked you to help, I'd feel bad about working you to death, but the Vidyadhara are different."
He was preparing to use [Mob Spawners] to make a profit-sharing exchange with the Vidyadhara, having the Vidyadhara send a large amount of manpower to go to various aspects of Jarilo-VI for long-term aid.
The various arts of the Vidyadhara were actually quite useful. Not only could they terraform the environment, but they also possessed certain offensive capabilities—very suitable for Jarilo-VI.
If the people on Jarilo-VI learned the Vidyadhara's arts, Fu Zhu could also worry less.
More importantly, he could work the people of the Vidyadhara to death without guilt. After all, he was providing the divine artifact known as the [Mob Spawner]. Not making the other Xianzhou Dragon Sovereigns go help Jarilo-VI together was already him being extremely polite.
Seeing Fu Zhu speak like this, Jing Yuan didn't say anything more. In two or three bites, he finished the mantou in his hand.
"Let's go, straight to Scalegorge Waterscape."
"Mn."
---o---
Meanwhile, on the other side, at the large ferry terminal in Cloudford, a massive transport ship docked.
Bronya, Cocolia, Svarog, Clara, and a group of Fu Zhu's old acquaintances walked down from the ship.
Bronya turned to look at Cocolia and asked with some worry, "Mother, even you came to the Luofu. What about Jarilo-VI?"
Cocolia smiled and comforted her, "Don't worry, I've already arranged it. Pela and the others will handle everything. Besides... the matter here is more important."
Bronya didn't understand. "Just leave the Wardance matters to us. Is it necessary for you to come along too?"
Cocolia just smiled and didn't speak.
She didn't come here for the Wardance Ceremony!