Chapter 346 - Fi Ji Ninja Clan (1/2)

Chapter 346: Fi Ji Ninja Clan

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When Chen Fan entered the Yukis.h.i.+ro family, he didn’t care to cover up his tracks, instead, he swaggered through the main entrance and killed over a few hundred villagers including Kitaniwakawa. No one could cover up such a brazen crime while there were hundreds of witnesses.

he shocking development didn’t stop there as more surprising events transpired. Yukis.h.i.+ro Chio was dead, and Yukis.h.i.+ro Sa returned and reclaimed the seat of power in the Yukis.h.i.+ro family. It might not convey any meaningful message to a stranger, but members of the Yukis.h.i.+ro family knew that it was a telltale sign that the powerful man who had destroyed Lord Susano’s Illusion Form was behind all these developments.

Meanwhile, inside a deep recess of the Shrine, three men sat in a circle.

“Who is he?” Yukis.h.i.+ro’s family didn’t last more than one day.

Chizuru Masahiro sat at the head of the table with a pair of glinting eyes.

This Grand Onmyoji was in his nineties, and already, his body started to wear out. However, his Dharmic power was still strengthening each day. His eyes were two deep pools of darkness, that were filled with mystery and perspicacity.

“The Yukis.h.i.+ro family had over a hundred fully armed guards and even we couldn’t just barge into the village directly without weakening the guards first. However, he was able to annihilate the Yukis.h.i.+ro family and even killed Kitaniwakawa with a spell. I heard that he is a Perfected Cultivator from China. Could he be from the Heavenly Master Sect or the Wu Dang Sect?”

A man in a samurai outfit said with furrowed brows.

He sat on his folded legs, keeping his back tight and straight. His body projected a great measure of impetus and resolution that made him comparable to Chizuru Masahiro

Any j.a.panese martial artist would know that the two sitting in the small alcove were two of the most powerful overlords in j.a.pan. The middle-aged man was even more reputable than the late Kitaniwakawa.

“Heavenly Master Sect? Wu Dang Sect?” The two names not only stunned Chizuru Masahiro but also awakened memories of a bygone age.

“Impossible. Ever since Kunlun’s rise in power, these ancient sects all retreated into seclusion. The Chinese government wouldn’t allow them to make an appearance among the public again.”

Chizuru Masahiro shook his head and said.

“Who is he then? Over thirty years, I have never heard any powerful Dharma Spells master in China. The only one I could think of was Zhou Daoji, but he was killed in a battle.” The middle-aged man said with his brows furrowed.

“Lord Chizuru, Lord Takeda, based on my information, I dare say that you are both wrong.”

The third attendee of the secret meeting was a middle-aged woman wearing tight black overalls. She had a spinner body with curves at the right places, they were wrapped tightly in her outfit like a ripened fruit, waiting to be picked. Her long violet hair tumbled down beside her cheeks, and her eyes were cold but incandescent at the same time.

“Oh? Violet, who do you think it is then?”

Chizuru Masahiro was taken aback and he asked.

There was a hint of salaciousness in the middle-aged man’s eyes, making his gaze almost an ogle.

Violet’s appearance was not top-notch, but she was foxy and seductive. Even the cloying scent from her body was s.e.xually charged and would stir the most pious man’s wildest imagination.

However, both middle-aged men knew that she was a black widow and would murder any man who dares to open up to her with her venom. Although the middle-aged man was a powerful martial artist, he did not dare to risk his life for a taste of her alluring but deadly beauty. At his level, there were plenty of fish for him in the sea.

Violet cracked a faint smile and produced a picture which she laid on the table.

On the picture was a black-haired young man of extraordinary appearance who stood derisively with his hands behind his back. He was surrounded by a b.l.o.o.d.y scene of strewn around body party and weapons. The picture was taken when Chen Fan stormed into the Yukis.h.i.+ro family complex.

“My little spider had risked his life to take this image. He told me that his young man killed over a hundred people in the Yukis.h.i.+ro family; nearly all the elite forces of the Yukis.h.i.+ro family were killed, including Kitaniwakawa. That old fool was killed by him with one strike.”

Violet explained.

The timbre of her voice was pleasant to the ear, like the soft purring of a kitten.

“He is so young.” Chizuru Masahiro and the other middle-aged man grimaced.

Although they had heard from their sources that the perpetrator was a young man, they didn’t expect to see a teenager. The man in the picture was not even twenty.

“Curiouser and curiouser! Since when did China produce such a young and powerful Perfected Cultivator? Something is off.” The middle-aged man’s face turned into a heavy anvil as he shook his head.

“Maybe he was not a Dharma Spell user at all.” Violet cracked a seductive smile.

Her smile filled the entire room with a s.e.xually charged energy that robbed the two men of their attention.

“Not a Dharma Spell user?” Chizuru Masahiro asked in surprise. “He is young, powerful and is from China. Do you mean—”

Chizuru Masahiro paused and his face blanched. His wizened face colored a little before he blurted out a name.