Steam Era: The Lord of 'Puluo' Chapter 1106 568: Iron Bamboo

Sun Tiecheng pointed at the blood-stained ball of thread and said to Fan Zhongfu: "The person within this ball, is you. You used the Seamless Skill to tuck yourself into this garment."

Fan Zhongfu looked at the ball of thread in his hand in astonishment and shook his head: "That can't be me."

The reasoning was simple. How could the technique he used have brought himself into it?

Sun Tiecheng said: "It is definitely you. Who else could it be?"

Fan Zhongfu gazed at the ball of thread in his hand and seemed to regain some clarity: "No, I just tucked you in a moment ago."

Sun Tiecheng smiled at his words: "Are you speaking nonsense now? I'm right in front of you. When did you tuck me in?"

Fan Zhongfu touched the ball of thread in his hand. Blood was still seeping out, and the flesh inside seemed to be pulsing.

He was scared. The more scared he was, the faster his heart beat. The faster his heart beat, the faster the flesh in his hand pulsed.

"Then, even if it's not you, it doesn't necessarily mean it's me." Fan Zhongfu spoke without confidence. Now the only explanation was that when he used the technique, he hadn't managed to tuck the middle-aged man before him, but someone of unknown origin instead.

Sun Tiecheng sighed and said: "Why are you so stupid? First, take a closer look—I'm here in perfect form, so it can't be me."

While speaking, Sun Tiecheng pointed at Qiu Zhiheng: "This guy is thin like a monkey, but he's standing perfectly fine too, so it can't be him either."

Qiu Zhiheng was at a loss for words. He didn't know what was happening in front of him. To Qiu Zhiheng, Fan Zhongfu was an invincible existence.

Yet, in front of this middle-aged man, Fan Zhongfu became someone who could be casually manipulated.

It wasn't a metaphor; it was literally manipulation.

Sun Tiecheng said to Fan Zhongfu: "There's just the three of us. It's not me or him, so who else could it be but you?"

Fan Zhongfu was at a loss for words.

At his old age, he had never seen true Foolish Cultivation, nor had he seen a technique that reverses cause and effect. He didn't know what method this middle-aged man in front of him used.

Sun Tiecheng said: "If you don't believe me, squeeze the ball of thread in your hand and see if it hurts."

Fan Zhongfu's hand kept trembling. He didn't dare to squeeze.

With a wave of his hand, like a magic trick, Sun Tiecheng transferred the ball of thread into his own hand: "You can't bear to do it, so I'll help you. Let's see if it hurts."

He took it, and he squeezed it.

Sun Tiecheng held the ball of thread lightly in his hand, and Fan Zhongfu's bones crackled all over, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The pain, a heart-wrenching pain!

But after the pain, Fan Zhongfu was puzzled. Where did these bones come from?

He was a Garment Cultivator, a Garment Cultivator Above the Clouds. His flesh, bones, and organs had long transformed into clothes.

This was a Blinding Technique!

This was an Illusion Technique!

That thread ball wasn't me at all. I was deceived by him!

Fan Zhongfu gritted his teeth, got up immediately, and with a flick of his hand, released thousands of threads, encircling Sun Tiecheng.

Garment Cultivation Technique, Stepping Needle.

These threads formed a special Formation. Those trapped inside could not move easily, or they would be cut by the silk threads.

Between the interwoven silk threads, there seemed to be many gaps and holes, but don't think about escaping through these gaps and holes. Stick a hand through a hole, and it will be severed. Stick your head out, and it'll be cut off.

The Formation formed by the Stepping Needle technique had no escape path. The means to break the Formation was to destroy these threads.

But these threads were extremely tough, and to destroy them, one would need a targeted technique or weapon.

Fan Zhongfu's tactic was very clear. If the threads could trap the middle-aged man, he would kill him immediately and then continue to deal with Qiu Zhiheng.

If the threads couldn't trap the middle-aged man, at least they could buy some time, giving Fan Zhongfu a chance to escape.

Trapped in the thread Formation, Sun Tiecheng looked at Fan Zhongfu and said: "Does it hurt or not?"

He squeezed the thread bundle in his hand again.

Fan Zhongfu spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the ground once more. Under the intense pain, the Formation couldn't be maintained, and the threads scattered into a mess.

What on earth is going on?

Wasn't it a Blinding Technique?

Why does this pain feel so real?

Sun Tiecheng kicked away the threads beneath his feet and cheerfully approached Fan Zhongfu: "Just tell me, isn't this you here?"

Fan Zhongfu nodded and said: "Senior, if you say it is, then it is. As long as Senior spares me, whatever you say goes."

"Spare you?" Sun Tiecheng squeezed the thread ball again, and Fan Zhongfu felt several more bones shatter, the pain making his eyes roll back.

"Why should I spare you?" Sun Tiecheng squatted on the ground, looking at Fan Zhongfu, "You lied to me just now, saying you knew where the Iron Bamboo was. I'm an honest person and truly believed you, yet you dared to lay a black hand on me. Shouldn't a Bird Person like you be put to death?"

"Senior, I am from Snowflake Beach. If you want to kill me, you should consider the face of Snowflake Beach."

Sun Tiecheng laughed: "What face does Snowflake Beach have? To talk about face is to talk about Snow Cream. Snow Cream is a good thing to apply to one's face. Are you Snow Cream?"

Fan Zhongfu repeated: "Whatever Senior says, it is. If you say it's Snow Cream, then I am Snow Cream!"

Sun Tiecheng stretched out his hand to Fan Zhongfu: "Okay, then squeeze out some cream for me to see."

"I, I can't squeeze it out."

"Should I help you squeeze?" Sun Tiecheng squeezed the thread ball.

Fan Zhongfu cried out in anguish: "I was blind to not recognize who you are, and unintentionally offended you, Senior. Please have mercy and don't hold it against me. As long as you spare my life, I'll do whatever you ask."

Sun Tiecheng nodded and said: "First, tell me whether you really know where the Iron Bamboo is or not?"