Urban Most Awesome Dad

Chapter 399: Chapter 399: A Makeshift Suicide_1n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Xu Fan and Oda Tenshu shared a similar thought: under the public eye, it was indeed not suitable to kill someone in the street.

Otherwise, the four shuriken would not have merely penetrated Oda Tenshu’s limbs at the wrists; they should have pierced through his chest and back, his neck, and forehead, leading him to die instantly on the spot.

Oda Tenshu, struck by the shuriken, cried out in pain. His momentum for attack immediately dissipated as his True Qi, like a pricked balloon, rapidly escaped. The two ninjato in his hands fell to the ground as his grip loosened, and his knees buckled powerlessly to the ground.

His face turned deathly pale, then his expression suddenly changed.

Because most ninjas’ shuriken are coated with poison to ensure that even if they do not hit a vital spot, the target would be quickly poisoned to death.

Oda Tenshu was no exception, but what he used was not a deadly instant poison. Instead, it was the “Sky-Devouring Powder” that inflicted unbearable torment. Its effect was similar to the Life-Death Talisman of the Tianshan Child Grandmother. Those affected would feel an intense itching and burning sensation in their organs as if being consumed by fire, causing them to scratch incessantly until they were covered in blood and wounds… ultimately dying a gruesome death.

The lethality of Sky-Devouring Powder was not particularly strong, unable to kill the target quickly, but it was extremely malicious and poisonous, subjecting the target to unbearable agony.

And that was precisely what the psychologically twisted Oda Tenshu wanted to see.

But he never imagined that one day he would be the one struck by this poison.

Oda Tenshu collapsed to the ground in agony, his face filled with terror.

No one knew better than him the terror of Sky-Devouring Powder. Even the images of those who had suffered under his hand flashed rapidly through his mind—the heart-wrenching screams of agony were like a symphony in his ears.

At this moment, he had no thoughts left, only fear, as his right hand frantically reached for the small bottle containing the antidote for Sky-Devouring Powder around his waist. In his panic, it took him a while to find it.

He revealed a maniacal smile, ha-ha… there was hope!

Clutching the small bottle in both hands, he bit off the cap, spat it out with a “pah,” and proceeded to suck out the antidote with his mouth.

Xu Fan watched indifferently, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. With a gesture of his hand, the antidote Oda Tenshu was clutching tightly was pulled away through the air.

“No!”

Oda Tenshu screamed in shock, struggling to regain the antidote, but the two shuriken that had pierced through his ankles made it impossible for him to rise, leaving him kneeling on the ground.

The effects of Sky-Devouring Powder acted quickly, and Oda Tenshu felt as if venomous ants were rapidly swarming inside and outside his body, nibbling at his flesh and organs bit by bit.

Itching!

An indescribable, intense itch.

“Ah~ roar~ wu~”

Oda Tenshu let out various strange screams of agony, like a fish out of water, writhing and jumping on the ground. His hands furiously scratched every part of his body, leaving deep bloody marks. It wasn’t long before he was covered in blood, his injuries everywhere, his entire face ruined beyond recognition.

Onlookers from a distance were shocked by this sudden turn of events, their eyes twitching, their hearts trembling. They found the scene of this man from the Island Country too distressing to watch.

Desperation filled Oda Tenshu’s eyes. As the inhuman torment tortured him, he struggled towards the ninjato that had fallen nearby. The distance, usually covered in three to five steps, suddenly felt insurmountably daunting.

Finally reaching the weapon with great difficulty, he found that he couldn’t even lift the blade. His wrists bled profusely, his arms had long since lost strength. He grabbed at the hilt several times but failed to pick up the ninjato.

In the end, he gave up on the idea of taking his own life with the blade and chose the most readily available method of death—he flipped the ninjato so that the blade pointed upwards, then crept closer, positioning his neck above the edge of the blade.

In the last second of his life, he showed a smile of relief, and his eyes conveyed a sense of release.

Then, he let go of his support, and his head dropped downwards, his neck landing precisely onto the edge of the blade.

The sharp ninjato easily severed his carotid artery, and like a slaughtered pig, he violently spurted out a great deal of blood.

Oda Tenshu’s head buried into the ground, his expression unseen, only his body convulsing in waves… Before long, the ground was stained red with blood.

And Oda Tenshu, had returned to his ancestors—he was utterly dead!

Thus, this Jonin from the Island Country, a Grandmaster Realm enforcer of the Oda clan, had barely been in Yan Country for two days. It was his first assassination attempt, and yet he died tragically on the shuriken coated with Sky-Devouring Powder which he intended to use on his enemies.

This ending was somewhat ironic.

But whom could they blame?

It could only be said that those from the Island Country were too pretentious, minding others’ business when they were well-fed and had nothing better to do, only to unnecessarily lose their own lives.

As more and more onlookers gathered, witnessing someone dying before their very eyes, screams erupted en masse; some even vomited uncontrollably as if they wanted to heave up everything they had eaten over the past three days.

Xu Fan couldn’t care less about these bystanders’ reactions; he casually tossed aside the antidote bottle and once more focused his gaze on the upper half of the Jun Tian Grand Hotel.

Seeing this, the hotel security guards who had retreated far away felt a shudder in their hearts; knowing better than to make a scene and come under scrutiny.

The security captain’s face was already a portrait of distress, and he immediately issued an order to “flee.” The security guards scattered like birds and beasts, hiding themselves in various places.

If Xu Fan had only resorted to beating people, they could have bravely faced him, at worst just taking a beating. Their supervisors would have seen that they had performed their duties faithfully and would not only spare them reprimand and punishment, but would even treat them with comfort and commendation.

But now the situation was completely different; someone had died!

Even though it was not Xu Fan’s handiwork, it was a death he had forced upon someone.

This man was clearly unafraid of people dying.

As such, the group of hotel security guards was scared out of their wits, no longer standing their ground, and turned to flee.

When their lives were on the line, why worry about whether they could keep their jobs?

Xu Fan, having sensed the scattering of the security, chose to ignore them. Even though he was seething with rage, he would not strike down innocent civilians unless the other party was courting death recklessly.

At the top of Jun Tian.

Qin Haowu, watching the sudden battle below, initially did not take it seriously, but the next moment he could not help exclaiming, “A Grandmaster, this kid is actually a Grandmaster!”

Xu Qiyin and Huang Yechun had not shared this piece of intelligence with him, so Qin Haowu was taken aback, completely losing his composure.

It wasn’t that he was short-sighted; he had met a few Grandmasters before, but so young a Martial Arts Grandmaster was indeed a shock to him.

He was just too young!

A Grandmaster so young had a future beyond measure.

Qin Haowu quickly felt relieved, grateful that it was Oda Chihide, the show-off, who had taken the initiative to display his strength and not someone from the Qin Family who had been easily dealt with by Xu Fan.

He wasn’t upset about losing; the death of a few people didn’t mean much to him. The main thing was that he had neither the desire nor the capability to provoke a Grandmaster Realm fighter.

While he was contemplating this, he saw Oda Tenshu choose to commit suicide amidst endless torment.

The vivid blood that stained the ground sent a tremor through Qin Haowu, obliterating any thought he might have had about confronting Xu Fan.

Seeing this, Xu Qiyin couldn’t help but have his brows twitch wildly, knowing that the torment which drove a Jonin to choose death amidst such despair and hopelessness must have been unimaginably painful.

When Xu Fan’s gaze once again turned towards the Jun Tian Grand Hotel, both Qin Haowu and Xu Qiyin instinctively retracted their bodies, hastily stepping back several paces, afraid of being spotted by Xu Fan.

Despite the distance between them and Xu Fan, they still subconsciously chose to step back.

“Chihide-san…” Xu Qiyin looked at Oda Chihide, who was still engrossed in beauty, and hesitated before speaking.

“What’s the matter, young Xu?” Oda Chihide asked nonchalantly, thinking it was just small talk.

“Mr. Oda Tenshu, he has committed suicide!” Xu Qiyin informed him with a mix of complexity and gravity.

“What?!” Oda Chihide turned his head abruptly, his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.