Chapter 950 Azancheng’s Death
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
After Father Wei left, Chi Shuyan planned to go out tonight, just in case. A black magic user wasn’t some righteous Warlock to begin with, and the Flying Head wasn’t a good spell at all.
When a black magic user first started cultivating the Flying Head, they had to suck blood every day. Once they mastered it, however, they would have to eat the fetus in a pregnant woman’s womb every 49 days — it was
simply a pregnant woman’s nightmare.
It was better to deal with this kind of evil black magic user as soon as possible.
Chi Shuyan didn’t want Qi Zhenbai to have anything to do with the black magic user, so she didn’t tell the man in front of her what she was planning. She would leave after her father came back and Qi Zhenbai fell
asleep.
At midnight, Chi Shuyan went out quietly. She didn’t know that as soon as she got up, the man, who was sleeping on the floor, immediately sat up straight and stared expressionlessly at her back as she snuck out.
After leaving the military district, Chi Shuyan specially visited the places where large numbers of animals had been bitten. Unfortunately, who knew if her luck was bad or if the other party was too lucky tonight, but
even after visiting several places, she didn’t find any traces of Azancheng.
Was she wrong?
Chi Shuyan was still more inclined to trust her guess today. She immediately released her divine senses to investigate, but unfortunately, she found nothing.
Chi Shuyan refused to believe it and released her divine senses again. After a while, she vaguely sensed something flying in her direction, and the cry of an animal from time to time.
Chi Shuyan quickly strode over. The weather today had been pretty good, and the moon was still bright; she could roughly see the shrubbery near the military district.
Chi Shuyan looked up and saw a pitch-black head under a tree, its face covered in blood. It opened its mouth and bit down on a dying wild roe deer. The deer struggled frantically and screamed before the sound died
out.
Soon, when there was no more sound from the deer, the head suddenly flew up, trailing intestines and various organs under it. They swayed under the head in the wind, and there was a b.l.o.o.d.y mist around it. The eyes
on the face were narrowed, bright and cold as the head continued to look for prey.
Chi Shuyan had been prepared and could still remain composed. Under the moonlight, she could clearly see the face. Who else could it be, but Azancheng?
She was now glad that she had guessed it beforehand; it seemed that Azancheng had only just started cultivating the Flying Head, and hadn’t reached the later stages. If Azancheng had reached the later stages and
successfully cultivated the Flying Head, he would really be difficult to deal with.
Chi Shuyan saw Azancheng’s head fly toward the county town near the military district. She deliberately made some noise, and the head that was halfway to the town suddenly turned around. A pair of cold eyes
suddenly stared fixedly at Chi Shuyan, and greed and murderous intent flashed in them.
The Flying Head immediately rushed at Chi Shuyan with a b.l.o.o.d.y mist around it and opened its mouth to bite her neck.
Chi Shuyan didn’t know much about black magic users, but she had learned about Flying Heads before. She knew that when a Flying Head attacked, it would be accompanied by a b.l.o.o.d.y mist; this was the most
powerful type of Flying Head, and it was best to avoid the b.l.o.o.d.y mist as much as possible.
When the other party suddenly attacked, Chi Shuyan flashed and immediately dodged the head.
Azancheng obviously didn’t expect the woman in front of him to be no ordinary woman. Realizing the intense danger, he immediately flew away, but Chi Shuyan took advantage of the moment when the other party was
at his weakest to strike.
Once the other party mastered the Flying Head, he wouldn’t be so easy to deal with then. Seeing that the Flying Head was about to escape, Chi Shuyan immediately took out her whip and lashed out at Azancheng.
Bam! The whip hit the head, and it screamed. The head immediately fell to the ground, but quickly crawled back up shakily to fly away. Chi Shuyan struck again, but unfortunately, the head was like an unkillable
c.o.c.kroach. After hitting the ground, it immediately shook and fled again.
Chi Shuyan glanced at the bamboo on the side that had been cut in half. She suddenly wrapped the whip around the head, but when the whip touched the b.l.o.o.d.y mist, it broke off piece by piece.
Chi Shuyan frowned slightly. At that moment, as if provoked, the Flying Head suddenly turned and attacked again with a sinister and cold face, and blood suddenly rained down from the b.l.o.o.d.y mist.
Chi Shuyan circulated her spiritual energy to separate the mist and the blood. She tightened her grip on her whip and swung it from the left to the right. The Flying Head was sent flying and crashed into the bamboo on
the side. The intestines dangling under the Flying Head were suddenly entangled in the bamboo, and the other party couldn’t get free no matter how hard it struggled.
Its intestines were entangled, and the head seemed to have a very anxious yet furious and malevolent expression. “Who are you?” The Mandarin was spoken in the obvious accent of T Country.
Chi Shuyan heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that Azancheng couldn’t get free no matter how he struggled.
This Azancheng was clearly quite capable. In a normal situation, she would have to expend some effort. But now, as the saying went, “Taking advantage of your illness to take your life.” If she didn’t kill him when he was
at his weakest, was she going to wait for him to come and get his revenge?
After that, Chi Shuyan decisively ignored Azancheng as he offered her anything she wanted as long as she let him go. When the other party mentioned the living dead, Chi Shuyan’s pupils shrank.
Sure enough, this matter had to do with the Shen woman! Seeing that the woman in front of him was unmoved, Azancheng’s face became even more twisted and hideous. The black magic user knew that during the 49
days that he was cultivating the Flying Head, except for going out to suck blood, he couldn’t be exposed to sunlight. If the Flying Head was exposed to sunlight, both his head and body would be turned into pools of
blood, and he would never reincarnate.
At the thought of never being able to reincarnate, Azancheng’s expression turned increasingly numb and terrified, and he glared even more sinisterly and malevolently at the woman in front of him.
In order to make sure that this Azancheng died for sure, Chi Shuyan waited until the sun rose and the head turned into a pool of blood. Only then did Chi Shuyan heave a sigh of relief and return to her father’s
residence in the military district..