Chapter 578: Chapter 253: Profound Nether Copper Ship

At Tingtiao Pavilion, in front of Bolan Hall, on the grand plaza.

Suhe Zhen lay there, his face pale, ignoring Fang Shuwen’s comment that he was "passable."

His eyes were slightly unfocused.

The Nine Heavens Green Wave Divine Technique was powerful, but it couldn’t reattach severed limbs.

Furthermore, the Palm Power from Fang Shuwen’s final Prison Suppression and Evil Extermination strike had long since shattered every meridian in his body.

Although the Tingtiao Divine Palm had the ability to dissipate force, and Suhe Zhen had cultivated this Martial Art to its peak, everything has its limits.

The first twelve strikes of Prison Suppression and Evil Extermination had already left him unable to continue, and this final blow was world-shatteringly powerful.

His life was finally reaching its end...

He slowly shifted his gaze, looking at Fang Shuwen once more.

"The victor becomes king, the loser a bandit... I... have nothing more to say."

"But I have a few questions for you."

Fang Shuwen said softly,

"Is Tingtiao Pavilion’s secret of succession related to what you did to Suhe Chen?

"What kind of method was that?

"The Eight Forbidden Areas of the East Sea each have such secrets. Could the methods they use all be identical?

"Does the number one weapon recorded in the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror truly have the power to unite the East Sea?

"What kind of weapon is it?

"Also, in the passage beneath the ancestral hall, I saw a relief mural depicting a great calamity where the sun fell from the sky...

"I want to know what this calamity truly represents."

As Fang Shuwen slowly spoke, the sound of several footsteps gradually drew near.

Without needing to turn around, Fang Shuwen knew it was Luo Shuqing and Suhe Lan.

Saint Mother Chaoyin’s few subordinates were now far away from this spot. Only a single woman with a faint breath lay prone on the ground.

Fang Shuwen’s gaze swept over them for a moment before he paid them no further mind.

Although the matter of Black Island was inextricably linked to the Four Saints of the East Sea, as far as tonight was concerned, Saint Mother Chaoyin’s people had not yet moved against him.

Their attitude had been respectful enough. He could decide what to do with them later.

Compared to them, Suhe Zhen was more important.

Suhe Zhen’s breath grew even fainter, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"The Eight Forbidden Areas of the East Sea each have their own inheritance... If the secrets were all the same, why would they need to be split into eight?

"However, as far as I know, the inheritances of the other seven Forbidden Lands are not necessarily righteous paths either.

"Otherwise, why do it behind people’s backs...?

"As for the method itself, that is not something for outsiders to know."

He paused, giving Fang Shuwen a look that was not quite a smile.

"As for the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror... if you don’t plan on ruling the East Sea, this item is actually useless to you.

"It’s a weapon that can only be used at sea."

Fang Shuwen was taken aback.

"A weapon used at sea? Could it be... a ship?"

Suhe Zhen laughed heartily.

"You are indeed clever.

"I know that Luo Shuqing lured you to the East Sea with the ’Profound Celestial Iron Mirror,’ making you think you could obtain some incredible item.

"But what you don’t know is that the number one weapon of the East Sea recorded in the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror is named—the Profound Nether Copper Ship!"

"...It really is a ship?"

Luo Shuqing and Suhe Lan couldn’t help but exchange a glance.

But how could a ship be the number one weapon?

Fang Shuwen looked thoughtful.

"Pavilion Master Suhe, how much do you know about this Profound Nether Copper Ship?"

"It is, of course, no ordinary ship."

Suhe Zhen began to murmur,

"It rides the wind to break through ten thousand leagues; it sails nine thousand against the gales.

"When on the great sea, no matter how skilled the master, none can ever hope to approach this ship.

"A hundred of them can dominate the seas; a thousand can unite them.

"Back then, the Profound Celestial Sect was utterly shattered by a fleet of a thousand such ships.

"All the masters within the sect died at the hands of the Profound Nether Copper Ships...

"But as for how powerful this ship truly is, or how it kills, that I do not know.

"So, Hero Fang... you’ve thrown yourself into this whole affair, only to find that the prize you sought is completely useless in the Eastern Domain. Aren’t you... a little disappointed?"

They say that when a man is about to die, his words are good.

But Suhe Zhen had no desire to be so benevolent. Although his words wouldn’t cause Fang Shuwen any real harm, Suhe Zhen would be content just to spite him a little.

Unfortunately for him, he knew nothing at all about Fang Shuwen’s true objective.

Everything was nothing more than his own speculation.

Though it seemed logical and well-founded, it was a million miles from the truth.

Fang Shuwen looked at him with a strange expression.

"What do I have to be disappointed about?

"It seems Pavilion Master Suhe doesn’t believe my words. Miss Luo truly does not have the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror."

"Then... then Miss Luo must have hidden it somewhere. And only after Hero Fang has escorted her back to Qingxiao Pavilion will she... will she tell you where it’s hidden?"

"This old man doesn’t understand plain speech."

Luo Shuqing took a step forward, coming up behind Fang Shuwen.

"What we mean is, the Profound Celestial Iron Mirror you’re talking about was never in my possession to begin with. I have no idea where the thing is hidden.

"This was all a conspiracy targeted at me."

Suhe Zhen froze, the corner of his mouth twitching again.

"I am already a dying man... Why... why tell such lies now?"

The more confident a person is, the less likely they are to be swayed by the words of others.

Suhe Zhen was clearly a very confident man. Even though Fang Shuwen and Luo Shuqing had spelled it out for him, he still didn’t believe them.

Fang Shuwen felt no need to force others to believe him.

He simply asked softly,

"Then, the last question. The falling sun in the mural—what does it mean?"

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