Chapter 459: Weird way to die


    Trantor: Sparrow Trantions Editor: Sparrow Trantions


    There was purple light flowing across the skin of the fruit.


    It looked like a crystal...


    Most importantly, other than the patterns on its skin, the fruit looked like it contained something inside.


    That being said, none of this concerned Fang Zhengzhi.


    What he was most concerned about was how he was going to eat it!


    The previous fruits were the size of a fist, but this was 10 times that!


    His mouth wasn’t wide enough.


    That was the biggest problem.


    He couldn’t possibly cut it into 10.


    Even without considering whether he could split it open...


    Even if he could, he wouldn’t dare.


    He still remembered what happened when Canyang destroyed two of his Fruits of Dao.


    The shattering of the fruit released all the energy inside. The Fruits of Dao could not be cut open.


    He realized that he did not have many Fruits of Dao left. He had consumed his fruits at a much faster rate this time.


    Chew?


    He couldn’t possibly do that.


    Fang Zhengzhi had no idea if his teeth would break if he chewed the fruit. He decided to swallow the others first.


    "Eat, I’ll eat!"


    Fang Zhengzhi willed himself to finish all the fruits.


    The battle in the sky intensified as soldiers charged at Canyang only to be beaten back down.


    The bodies piled up...


    But no one stopped.


    They were like moths drawn to a me. Even they know death awaited them, they didn’t think twice.


    The Southern Region was the homnd of warriors.


    Fang Zhengzhi was not a fan of war. He found it much too brutal...


    But war was the only constant in history.


    War between countries, states, races, people. So long as there were disagreements, battles were bound to erupt.


    The only way to solve it all...


    Was win.


    Fang Zhengzhi wanted to win. He knew that if he lost, then he would die...


    No one wanted to die.


    Least of all Fang Zhengzhi. He stood up and held thest fruit in his hand. That was the glowing purple fruit.


    He opened his mouth as wide as he could.


    What if he couldn’t swallow?


    Then he would force it down!


    Fang Zhengzhi knew how powerful Canyang was.


    Canyang would never give him any chance. He would split his lips if he had to! After all, he could heal his lips back since he was in the Supernatural State!


    Swallow!


    This needed courage...


    Fang Zhengzhi did it.


    He regretted it almost instantly.


    When he forced the purple fruit into his mouth, he truly understood the meaning of torturous...


    "Kacha!"


    His teeth shattered.


    His lips were torn open...


    It was a tragic sight.


    All of the Southern Region soldiers who were preparing to charge at Canyang were shocked by what they saw.


    The looked at the fruit and Fang Zhengzhi’s broken jaw.


    They couldn’t believe what was happening.


    What was he doing?!


    They weren’t the only ones who were stunned. The demon soldiers, as well as the Great Xia soldiers, were equally stunned.


    At that moment, they felt that their sacrifice was meaningless.


    Because...


    They had a feeling...


    That Fang Zhengzhi would choke to death!


    If that was true...


    Then what were they fighting so hard for? For Fang Zhengzhi to choke himself to death?


    What the f*ck?!


    At that moment, the battle stopped.


    It was a brief respite, but it was enough to emphasize the feelings of everyone present.


    Ping Yang’s eyes widened and her face turned red as she looked at Fang Zhengzhi. If she could move, she would definitely help Fang Zhengzhi.


    She would step on the fruit and give Fang Zhengzhi a quicker end.


    Chi Guyan smiled bitterly. She never thought that she would feel that meeting Fang Zhengzhi was a mistake, but she felt that it was now.


    Yun Qingwu was also slightly bitter.


    She wasn’t looking at Fang Zhengzhi. Instead, she was looking at Canyang, who was bathing in the golden Light of the Sage.


    She had a feeling that...


    Canyang didn’t have to do what he was doing...


    This fe would have died even without external intervention...


    This was a great example of it.


    The golden symbol on Canyang’s forehead glowed as he stopped moving. Previously, he wanted to stop Fang Zhengzhi from eating the fruits.


    But now...


    He didn’t really care.


    He rarely saw someone choke to death.


    Fang Zhengzhi’s face waspletely red. He looked like an apple, but the redness came from blood. All of the blood vessels in his face had burst.


    He was regretting his decision.


    What was he going to do?


    Spit it out?


    No...


    That was too embarrassing...


    If he were to spit it out now, all of his hard work would have gone to waste. Furthermore, when he stuffed the fruit in his mouth, he felt as though the energies in his body were in bnce.


    It was a strange feeling...


    It was almost as if a bickering herd of sheep had run into a ferocious, ravenous wolf.


    Without a leader, the ranks would be in disarray.


    Fang Zhengzhi had no idea if the energy contained within this purple fruit was the answer, but he knew that the purple fruit was more powerful than any of the others.


    So...


    He had to give it a go!


    He was already past the point of no return.


    Fang Zhengzhi wanted to encourage himself, but he could not find the words to. His mouth was filled with the fruit.


    His face was red as he raised his fist.


    Punch!


    He punched the purple fruit.


    "Get in!" Fang Zhengzhi yelled to himself.


    Then...


    He felt the purple fruit enter his mouth a little more. The crack in his mouth widened.


    Pain!


    Fang Zhengzhi couldn’t find the words to describe the pain he was feeling.


    He was suffocating...


    Tears were rolling down his cheeks.


    He was crying...


    He rarely cried...


    But right now, he was crying. It was a result of the pain and sadness he was feeling.


    Countless eyes were on Fang Zhengzhi.


    They watched him suffocate and writhe on the ground. Everyone gulped down the saliva in their mouth.


    They could only imagine the suffering Fang Zhengzhi was going through.


    "Is he really going to choke?"


    At that moment, the same thought shed through the minds of everyone present. They couldn’t bring themselves to believe it, but...


    It looked like that was exactly what was happening.


    Fang Zhengzhi was despairing. He wanted to kill himself. The pain was unbearable!


    The fruit was stuck... he could neither push it in nor spit it out...


    Only those who had experienced it...


    Could know how painful it was!


    There was a saying, never bite off more than you can chew...


    This was meant to teach people not to be too greedy. Right now, Fang Zhengzhi was feeling the literal consequence of biting off more than he could chew!


    It was hellish!


    But did he have any other choice?


    No!


    He had to hang in there!


    Fang Zhengzhi ignored the looks of those around him as he held his breath. Then, he punched the fruit.


    "Bang bang bang..."


    The hits constantly echoed...


    With each impact, the purple fruit inched into Fang Zhengzhi’s mouth...


    Finally...


    After almost 100 punches...


    The fruit was inside his mouth.


    Then, Fang Zhengzhi was faced with a new problem. His throat was blocked... the fruit was stuck in his throat!


    It wasn’t going down!


    What was he to do?


    There was no need to answer that question.


    Because...


    There was only one solution, force it down.


    He was past the point of no return.


    "Bang!"


    Fang Zhengzhi punched the fruit with all his strength.


    At that moment, Fang Zhengzhi felt as though his throat was exploding. It was almost as though his throat was on fire after swallowing a gallon of hot oil.


    "Urgh!"


    Fang Zhengzhi’s body began to spasm and writhe in pain...


    Then, his legs turned to jelly.


    He crumpled to the floor.


    "He... choked to death?"


    The demons thought to themselves as they watched the lifeless Fang Zhengzhi...


    Xing Yuanguo’s face turned purple...


    It wasn’t because of his weakening glow or his injuries... It was that his heart...


    His heart just shattered.


    What did he charge out for?


    Why did he pin all his hopes on one person?


    His heart!!!


    He couldn’t believe it.


    The hearts of all the joint forces soldiers shattered as well.


    They all looked at Fang Zhengzhi in disbelief... how did this man go from battling Canyang to choking to death?!


    But...


    That was the reality...


    Reality was brutal!


    There were two figures on the wall of the Iron Hill Settlement.


    One of them was in a white academic robe whilst the other wore luxurious leather covered in blood.


    Nangong Hao and Shan Ling.


    Neither of them jumped onto the battlefield.


    "What are you waiting for?" Shan Ling smirked as he looked at the prone Fang Zhengzhi.


    "Nothing." Nangong Hao shook his head.


    "I never expected that even Nangong Hao would be afraid of death!" Shan Ling mocked.


    "Someone has to stay." Nangong Hao added.


    "Stay?" Shan Ling’s expression froze as he turned to look at Nangong Hao. He tightened the grip on his hilt when he saw how calm Nangong Hao was.


    "I have a treaty in my hands. If there is no issue, sign it." Nangong Hao retrieved a golden parchment.


    He threw it at Shan Ling...


    "Treaty?!" Shan Ling’s expression changed, his knuckles whitening, "So... you are the real ambassador!"


    "Yes." Nangong Hao nodded.


    "What if I don’t sign it?" Shan Ling’s gaze was icy.


    "Crown Prince, what do you think I’m staying behind for?" Nangong Hao replied calmly.


    "Nangong Hao, I must admit that you are a talent. You have managed to attain powers equivalent to that of a Rebirth State cultivator. However, do you really think you can kill me?" Shan Ling pressed.


    "Why don’t you try and find out?" Nangong Hao turned to look at Shan Ling, his grip tightening around his sword.


    Shan Ling’s expression changed.


    He looked at Nangong Hao, then at the demon soldiers and the joint forces on the field.


    He grit his teeth.


    "Five years! We will be a vassal for five years!" Shan Ling was shaking in his spot.


    "10 years, that is the bottom line." Nangong Hao shook his head.


    "Okay, 10 years it shall be, but I have one condition..." Shan Ling hesitated as he watched Fang Zhengzhi lying lifelessly on the ground, "We only pay half the tithes!"


    "This is already inside the treaty, please sign." Nangong Hao nodded.


    "It’s already written?!" Shan Ling was in disbelief.


    He picked up the parchment, his expression changing as he unfurled it.


    Nangong Hao was right...


    It was already included inside.


    Furthermore, the 10-year duration was also explicitly stated. Most importantly, there was a red seal at the bottom.


    This was the seal of the Emperor!


    "I never expected that... this had all been calcted by the Great Xia. Not bad, haha, not bad!" Shan Ling guffawed.


    Then, he bit his finger...


    And...


    ced his print on the parchment.


    Shan Ling did not speak as he gripped the parchment. After a moment of hesitation, he threw it back to Nangong Hao.


    Nangong Hao nodded but did not say anything. He kept the parchment and gripped his sword.


    In a swift motion.


    He leapt off the wall and shot towards the sky.


    Shan Ling bit his lip as he watched Nangong Hao disappear. A trickle of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, his aura unstable.


    Fury...


    Deep-seated fury...


    However, his anger was quickly reced by shock.


    Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something about the lifeless body on the ground...


    He saw...


    The body twitch...