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Chapter 392 The Fourth Kind of Death

"puff!"

"Hahaha!"

Inside the cabin, the three Benlei Sect disciples, including the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, Luo Hong, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

How many ways can a person die in this world?

Death of the body is death, death of the soul is death, and the annihilation of the true spirit is yet another form of death.

For cultivators who possess various supernatural powers, only the annihilation of their true spirit can be considered true death.

But these are just deaths in the conventional sense.

As for death in the unconventional sense, what exactly is it? Before this, none of the people present had a concrete concept of it.

Ordinary people wouldn't even think of this question.

However, at the hatch, at this very moment.

Just as the Flying Feather Guard's belt snapped, and his outer trousers and underpants fell down, exposing his two pale, bare thighs, almost everyone present had the same thought:
The fourth type of death.

Shameful and angry to death!

What no one knew was that the concept of "shame and indignation to the point of wanting to die" had a more wondrous and accurate expression in Chen Xu's original world:

It's called, Social Death.

The people in the cabin couldn't help but laugh out loud. Even Master Huijue, who was sitting in the middle of the seat with a serious and dignified expression, couldn't help but smile.

She chuckled very softly: "Pfft."

The Flying Feather Guards at the gate felt as if the sky had fallen.

He finally realized what was happening, but he couldn't care less about anything else. He grabbed the two pairs of pants that had fallen down to his calves, pulled them up, exclaimed "Ah!", and turned to run away quickly.

Perhaps it was because he was walking too fast, or perhaps it was because he hadn't actually managed to pull his pants up completely when he lifted them.

So much so that after running two steps, the Flying Feather Guard tripped over his own feet and stumbled.

boom!
"what!"

He yelled and this time he fell straight to the ground.

His nose hit the floor, and he almost fell flat on his face.

His companion was a step too slow to help him up, but he was so ashamed and angry that he was unwilling to continue making a fool of himself in front of others.
He then pushed away his companion's hand and struggled to get up from the ground.

Then he covered his face with his sleeve, and ran away without saying a word.

Fortunately, this time his pants didn't fall down again, and he finally unleashed the speed expected of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, escaping the cabin passage like a gust of wind and disappearing from sight.

"Brother Zhang, wait for me!" the next Flying Feather Guard shouted as he chased after him.

But where could one call out to anyone?

He could only hurriedly turn around and bow to Master Huijue, saying:

"Senior Huijue, my brother Zhang didn't do it on purpose. He probably fell into the trap of some villain at some point, which is why he was so rude."

Senior Huijue, please don't be offended. Please also keep a close eye on your surroundings. If you find any trace of that great thief, please be sure to inform us, the Flying Feather Guards.

"Our Flying Star Sect and the Flying Feather Guard will surely repay you."

After saying this, he hurriedly chased after the direction where Brother Zhang had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, both Flying Feather Guards had vanished.

After the two disappeared, the cabin door was closed, and Master Huijue, who was sitting at the head of the table, immediately turned grim.

Looking at her expression now, there was no trace of the previous amused look.

The three disciples beside him couldn't help but feel uneasy.

A disciple asked, "Senior Uncle, why...why are you doing this?"

This is asking Master Huijue why his complexion is not good.

Master Huijue did not answer directly, but instead posed the question to the middle-aged man with a sallow complexion, Luo Hongdao:
"What did you notice about what just happened?"

Luo Hong's smile faded, and he hurriedly said, "That Flying Feather Guard is a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator, and an elite disciple of a fourth-grade sect. He is much stronger than an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator."

How could someone like that suddenly drop their pants in public?

There must have been a master who secretly used magic to harm him.

"Master Uncle, is there really some great thief on this flying boat?" Master Huijue shook his head and said, "The great thief is naturally on the flying boat, but the great thief is not only on the flying boat."

The great thief... resides in people's hearts.

My concern isn't just about the notorious thief, but also about the fact that the Flying Feather Guard's trousers were cut off at the waist; I'm afraid the blame will fall on me.

"What?" Luo Hong was startled.

After the initial shock, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

"It wasn't us who harmed him, so how can he blame us?"

But he was no longer an innocent boy, and after uttering such an angry remark, Luo Hong's expression gradually darkened.

Their group did indeed have a Golden Core cultivator present, which seemed to be extremely remarkable on the entire flying ship.

But compared to the vast Flying Star Sect, what is a mere Golden Core cultivator?
People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Luo Hong asked nervously, "Senior Uncle, what should we do now that things are like this?"

Master Huijue said, "Go and find the captain of the Flying Feather Guard and give him half of the money you have earned today."

They then gave away all the remaining purple jade pastries, and sincerely explained the situation of the day, stating that neither the purple jade pastries nor the events of earlier had anything to do with them.

Before Luo Hong could respond to her instruction, she suddenly raised her voice slightly, glancing around as she spoke:

“Fellow Daoist, I know that you are somewhere here. Just now, you gave us a small punishment as a warning to the Flying Feather Guards.”

We, your disciples, acted rashly today and offended you, fellow Daoist. Huijue hereby apologizes to you.

I wish to return the other half of today's gains to my fellow Daoists.

I hope you, fellow Daoist, will be magnanimous and forgive me.

She spoke with absolute certainty, glancing left and right as if she were certain that "there were people" around her.

This "someone" does not refer to other disciples of the Benlei Sect, but rather to the existence of "an unseen, mysterious figure"!
Luo Hong and the other two were all shocked. They dared not breathe and could only look around, trying to see something in the air, just like Master Huijue.

Master Huijue's guess was correct; there were indeed "people" around at that moment.

This person was naturally Chen Xu.

The reason why Zhang Ge, the Flying Feather Guard, had his pants fall down and died on the spot was because Chen Xu intervened.

But so what?
Although Chen Xu made a move, he did not intend to "show himself".

His purpose has been achieved.

This was both a playful act for a moment of pleasure and a warning to both the Flying Feather Guard and the True Man Huijue.

That's one of the advantages of communicating with a smart person; they don't even need to say anything.

Only a slight touch is needed, stopping short of causing serious injury.

The other party immediately understood the situation and responded accordingly.

Chen Xu, however, did not intend to accept the offer, even though the other party had presented incredibly tempting terms.

He didn't want the Qi Hua Dan not because he considered money worthless, but because he knew very well what he could and couldn't have.

Chen Xu smiled slightly, ignoring the shouts and glances from the group.

With a light step, he silently and invisibly walked out of the tightly closed cabin.

The cabin door remained closed throughout the entire process.

But Chen Xu seemed to be crossing not a real door, but rather a piece of air.

This is the wonderful effect brought about by the misalignment of reality and illusion.

Chen Xu had previously been focused on increasing his life force and was eager to get rid of this state.

But right now, he's actually starting to enjoy this state.

He gleaned many profound truths from them, which he vaguely connected with his own supernatural powers, seemingly as if he were also exploring the mysteries of this world's space.

Speaking of the Netherworld, one must mention the effects of this supernatural power in the Xuan Tian Star Realm.

Perhaps because the Xuan Tian Star Realm does not have the Netherworld, Chen Xu cannot directly use the Netherworld Without End in this realm.

But after pondering it for the past few days, Chen Xu gradually discovered another wonderful use for the Netherworld.

(End of this chapter)