Chapter 155 The Glass Head

Clearly, he was admiring the night sky at a forty-degree angle just a moment ago, and in the blink of an eye, he's back. This speed is truly terrifying.

Could Night Lord be a Yun-level expert?

"Night Lord isn't going out anymore?"

"Not for now. Let's see what's going on with Guest Elder Bing first."

Since Fang Yue had reached an agreement with the eldest miss and the others, he naturally had to take care of them.

Now that something had happened to the Dayang Merchant Troupe, it would be best to see what's going on.

Most importantly, if it was done by an internal mole, then he could start chopping people!

My broadsword is already itching for blood!

Following the two to the prison, Fang Yue found that the so-called Guest Elder Bing was dead, but that description was too simplistic.

Because Guest Elder Bing's death was tragic.

His head had turned into a glass ball, rolling on the ground, and his body was like a glass crystal, shattered all over the place.

The last expression on his face was one of utter terror and shock.

However, the thing that killed him was swift, a fatal blow, leaving him no time to react.

"This is... a ghostly method!"

Fang Yue's expression sank.

He knew that Guest Elder Bing was a Xiantian realm martial artist.

Although he was tightly restrained and treated like a prisoner,

he should still have had the strength to shout a few times.

Yet, with guards stationed outside, he died inside without making a sound.

"A locked-room murder!"

Fang Yue tried to analyze it but found there was nothing to analyze, because ghosts didn't play by the rules. Who knew why they could commit murder in a locked room? Most likely, the ghost possessed some special ability, like passing through walls or something.

"Report it to the authorities in the morning. He's completely dead, a fatal blow from a ghost. Has Father been notified?"

The eldest miss had already calmed down and began to take charge of the situation.

"I'll go. The troupe leader is still furious. I'll try to appease him."

With that, Housekeeper Hai left the prison.

Seeing their attitude, it seemed they weren't going to investigate further.

This made Fang Yue feel a little awkward.

Because whether it was in Gu Yue Village or Qing Si County, he was always on the front lines.

When encountering ghosts, he would investigate and hunt them down himself.

It was his first time encountering someone like the eldest miss, who would call the Qing Si to report the case and then not pursue it further.

"Should I investigate the ghost's whereabouts?"

The eldest miss was taken aback. "...Does Night Lord not want the Qing Si people to come?"

"It's not that... Never mind, it's nothing."

Fang Yue was only temporarily staying out of the Qing Si system because he wanted to find out if the Phoenix Organization had infiltrated the Qing Si or other government forces.

If he could ensure his safety and not be discovered by the Phoenix Organization, he would be willing to rejoin the Qing Si and use their power to fully investigate the Phoenix Organization.

However, that was unrealistic. The Phoenix Organization had been developing in Chu Nuan City for so long, and the government hadn't reported or taken any action, which already said a lot.

Of course, meeting with the Qing Si people was fine.

"In Chu Nuan City, the government forces don't operate at night. That's the default rule, so we'll have to trouble Night Lord to guard us for the night. When dawn breaks and the Qing Si people arrive, if they find the ghost's whereabouts, there will be immediate results. If they don't find anything, they will leave someone to guard the prison, so Night Lord won't have to keep watch all night."

Since she had said that much, Fang Yue naturally couldn't say anything more.

Continuing to examine the scene, Fang Yue suddenly paused in front of one of the walls.

"This... is there a mirror here?"

Fang Yue looked closely and found that it was just that this wall was polished extremely smooth, so smooth that it resembled a mirror.

But in reality, it was just a wall.

Fang Yue didn't pay much attention to it, but the eldest miss next to him also noticed Fang Yue's situation.

"Eh?! Why is this wall so smooth..."

Fang Yue asked strangely, "Hasn't it always been this smooth?"

"Of course not. The prison wasn't built for aesthetic purposes..."

As she said this, the eldest miss reached out to touch the wall, but Fang Yue stopped her.

"Don't rush. Since there's something strange, let me investigate first."

Night Flow Heart Sutra, Flow.

Condensed Black Blade, grasp.

The blade entered the darkness, cutting through the new moon.

Inner force injected, ghoul value injected.

Black aura entangled...

Dark Moon Blade Technique!!

A so-called probing attack, naturally meant going all out!

Fang Yue unleashed a ferocious strike. As soon as the blade touched the wall, he felt a sense of stagnation, as if he were cutting into deep water.

And his violent slash exploded like a bomb in deep water, causing the entire wall to rise and fall violently like the surface of a lake, splashing 'water'.

These splashes of water that landed on the ground all turned into small, granular glass balls.

When Fang Yue finished his strike, paused, and retrieved his blade...

*Plop.*

A crystallized glass head popped out of the wall.

*Clang... clang clang clang...*

The glass head bounced once, then rolled to the eldest miss. The eldest miss looked down, and her mind went blank. The scream she let out echoed throughout the prison.

Fang Yue covered his ears and looked over, only to see that the head encased in the glass ball was none other than... Troupe Leader Yang.

"Attack! Attack! Attack!"

The guards next to her panicked and drew their swords, hacking wildly at the wall, but only produced clanging sounds.

It was as if they were only hitting a wall, and nothing else.

Not to mention producing strange little granular balls like Fang Yue.

Soon, there were more than a dozen sword and knife marks on the wall, but that was all.

The guards quickly realized this anomaly. As they stopped, not knowing what to do,

*Crack crack.*

Their swords and sabers were covered by a crystalline substance as if they were freezing.

As they threw down their weapons in terror, crystalline particles immediately appeared on their right hands like a virus and quickly spread throughout their bodies.

Fang Yue quickly slashed off the right hand of one of them. Amidst his screams, crystalline granular matter rapidly grew from his mouth, filling his throat, and he suffocated to death.

With a *plop*, more of the guards who had attacked all turned into glass crystalline bodies like ice blocks, their original bodies frozen inside like amber, already devoid of breath.

Just then, on the tip of Fang Yue's right index finger, granular crystalline matter began to emerge like small fish scales.

"Night Lord?!"

The eldest miss, enduring her pain, picked up Troupe Leader Yang's head and saw that Night Lord had also been infected. Her face turned ashen.

But Fang Yue didn't speak, only carefully sensing the changes in his fingertip.

Unlike the others, when this force acted on him, it was obviously blocked, not as effective.

This was either due to his strength and realm, or because of his Ghoul Spiritual Root.

Feeling the details of the transformation of flesh and blood into crystals at his fingertip, Fang Yue was lost in thought.

Accompanied by wisps of black aura, a burst of black mist quietly exploded. The crystalline automation at his fingertip turned into crystal particles that fell to the ground, and his finger returned to normal!