Chapter 584 Chaos (2/2)

Fan Yao remained expressionless as he indifferently said, “I repeatedly reached out to offer an alliance, but you just had to be so tactless. Since that was your choice, you shouldn’t blame me for what happened.”

At the very beginning, he had indeed wanted to ally with the Hundred Flowers Fairy Palace to finish off the Cangxuan Sect first. However, he had not expected Tang Xiaoyan to be so guarded against him, and if things dragged on in this manner, the three groups would end up sharing the spoils equally.

This was obviously not something he could accept.

Hence, since the Hundred Flowers Fairy Palace was being so uncooperative, he could only find a chance to break the equilibrium...

However, there was one thing Fan Yao felt rather regretful about. He had originally intended to launch a sneak attack on Tang Xiaoyan. Zhao Ru was just a brainless woman with a big chest, and they had nothing to fear from her. As long as he could finish off Tang Xiaoyan, he was confident in stopping Zhao Ru from taking any action.

But Fan Yao had not anticipated that Tang Xiaoyan would be so cautious, and maintain a certain distance from him from start to end. This made it impossible for him to act, and ultimately left him no choice but to attack Zhao Ru, who was completely oblivious to his true intentions.

What could he do, when a woman was so gullibly trusting, he just had to do it...

The outcome was surprisingly good. Even if Zhao Ru had not been finished off, she was likely cripled, and was no longer of any threat towards them.

Now that it was two against three, Fan Yao had nothing to fear.

While such thoughts were swirling in his head, Tang Xiaoyan laughed icily and mockingly said, “Cooperate with you? Given your greedy nature, you’ll probably turn on us the moment the Cangxuan Sect is out of the picture, right?”

Fan Yao did not comment, but smiled and said, “Isn’t it rather meaningless to say such things now?”

Tang Xiaoyan icily stared at Fan Yao with eyes full of hatred. Soon after, the frostiness on her face receded as she turned towards Zhou Yuan. “Chief disciple Zhou Yuan and Jin Zhang, I believe we should work together in this situation, right?”

Zhou Yuan returned to his senses at this moment and nodded. “That’s exactly what I hoped for.”

It was naturally good to have one more chief disciple on their side.

Tang Xiaoyan’s figure moved backwards a little, and stood together with Zhou Yuan and Jin Zhang.

Zhou Yuan looked at Fan Yao and smiled faintly. “You’re quite the ruthless one, but doesn’t it seem as if you don’t have much of an advantage in this two versus three situation?”

Fan Yao’s sinister gaze turned towards Zhou Yuan. “Has a single woman given you so much confidence?”

A mocking angle rose from the corners of his mouth.

“Ah well, I guess it’s time to make you pitiful fellows give up…”

His hand patted the spatial bag at his waist, as a flash of red shot out. It appeared beside him, revealing itself to be a standing blood-red coffin.

The coffin was covered in ancient patterns that looked both strange and eerie.

Fan Yao gently patted the coffin, causing its cover to jerk and slowly slide away. Zhou Yuan’s eyes narrowed when the cover fell, while Jin Zhang’s expression changed drastically.

A deathly pale corpse silently stood inside the coffin, with numerous blood-red patterns decorating its lifeless body.

However, a strange and dangerous sensation spread from its body.

Of course, the thing that had made Jin Zhang’s expression change was that the corpse belonged to Ning Mo, whom Zhou Yuan had gravely injured previously!

Fan Yao softly chuckled.

“The secret technique of the Sacred Blood Hall, Blood Corpse Art…”

“Please give me your guidance.”

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