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Chapter 74: Are You Human or Ghost
Xiao Yun approached Orchid Daoist and suddenly laughed, saying, "One-eyed dragon, can I borrow your phone for a moment?"
"You... what do you want to do?" Orchid Daoist looked at his innocent smile and immediately recalled the story of the weasel wishing the chicken a happy new year. Feeling uneasy, he anxiously backed away.
Xiao Yun's Spiritual Sense had already detected where he had placed his phone, but he didn't want to snatch it away; he wanted the old man to hand it over himself.
His expression turned cold as he took a quick step forward, using his foot to hook Orchid Daoist's waist and pull him closer. He grabbed his right hand tightly, applying a bit of force. Orchid Daoist let out another scream, his pale face breaking out in beads of sweat.
All the bones in his right hand were crushed by Xiao Yun.
"Please, spare me!" Orchid Daoist could no longer endure it. With his left hand, he carefully retrieved his phone and handed it over to Xiao Yun.
Xiao Yun smiled and found Song Chaoyang's number on the phone, dialing it.
As soon as the call connected, Song Chaoyang's eager voice came through: "Ah, is this Orchid Daoist? Haha, I knew that if you called me this late, you must have good news to report. So, tell me, calm down a bit. How did things go with the Galaxy?"
"Hahaha..." Upon hearing Song Chaoyang's words, Xiao Yun couldn't help but burst into laughter.
On the other end, Song Chaoyang sensed something was off and exclaimed in surprise, "Who are you?"
"Haha, you're Song Chaoyang, right? Sorry to inform you that everything you entrusted to Orchid Daoist has completely fallen apart!" Xiao Yun laughed loudly.
"Uh, who... who are you?" Song Chaoyang felt a chill run down his spine and pressed for more information.
Xiao Yun chuckled, "It's me, Xiao Yun."
Song Chaoyang was naturally unfamiliar with the name. He frowned and said sternly, "Xiao Yun? What... what do you want?"
"Oh ha ha ha..."
Xiao Yun laughed heartily, "Aren't you looking for that pile of Ethereal Stone? I took it. By the way, you bastard, let me tell you one more thing: the Mind Control Cicada you placed on Duan Haoran has also been removed by me."
Hearing Xiao Yun repeatedly call him a bastard, Song Chaoyang was nearly driven mad.
When did anyone dare to speak to him like that?
Once he understood Xiao Yun's true identity, he was suddenly terrified and shivered all over.
"You..." Song Chaoyang was left speechless.
"Song Chaoyang, the people you sent this time are useless. I've wiped out two of the Sky Valley Trio, and one has escaped. As for your Orchid Daoist, he's currently kneeling in front of me begging for mercy..."
Knowing that his opponent was getting anxious and might hang up, Xiao Yun quickly added, "Listen here, Song, if you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you. But if you do, I will make sure to crush you into dust!"
Click!
The call was indeed hung up.
Xiao Yun could imagine the expression on Song Chaoyang's face; it was probably not much better than if his father had died.
Frustrating!
At this moment, Song Chaoyang in Beijing was feeling extremely frustrated, his face turning as gray as a stone slab.
No one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of him!
How could Orchid Daoist end up in such a pathetic situation this time? It was unbelievable. That kid who called earlier, what was his name again? Oh, Xiao Yun?
What kind of freak is this guy? He wiped out the Sky Valley Trio's two brothers with a single move? The Mind Control Cicada I placed on Duan Haoran was also undone by him?
For the first time, Song Chaoyang felt a headache coming on, and it was no ordinary pain.
"Come here!"
With his shout, two enchanting women dressed in black and white silently appeared before him.
Song Chaoyang closed his eyes and pinched his brow hard, instructing, "Black Fox, White Cat, tomorrow—no, you two need to set off immediately to Galaxy City. Investigate who this Xiao Yun is. Do not alert anyone; come back and report to me once you have clarity!"
"Understood!" The two responded and withdrew.
Meanwhile, at Mirror Lake Park, Little Bell listened to the conversation between Xiao Yun and Song Chaoyang and immediately threw a compliment: "Impressive! Kid, you're becoming more like the husband in my mind!"
Uh-oh, three black lines appeared on Xiao Yun's forehead. Asking me to be a bird's husband? Wasn't that just trying to make someone jump off a building?
He didn't dare respond to Little Bell; her sharp tongue was formidable!
He tossed his phone in front of Orchid Daoist, then flicked his hand to conjure a fireball that incinerated Zheng Er's corpse without even glancing at Orchid Daoist before turning away calmly.
Watching Xiao Yun's retreating figure, Orchid Daoist couldn't help but twitch his mouth. It was truly heartbreaking; he could only blame himself for falling to such a state.
Imagine a person capable of harvesting Ethereal Stone and Spiritual Energy is certainly not an ordinary individual, especially after hearing him say that he even removed the Mind Control Cicada from Duan Haoran. Such skills cannot simply be described as monstrous.
How could he not have considered this point carefully at that time?
It is not the fault of heaven or earth; it is entirely his own overconfidence for easily accepting this mission.
Impulsiveness truly is a devil!
Song Chaoyang, in his residence, gathered various extraordinary individuals from the martial world, treating them to lavish feasts every day, accompanied by beautiful women. However, raising an army for a thousand days only to use them for a moment can lead to dire consequences if one fails on a mission. Everyone knows the results can be horrific; the lightest punishment would involve having one's eyes gouged out, ears cut off, and limbs severed, then thrown into a cesspit.
Xiao Yun did not want his life, but returning to Beijing would mean losing it.
Now, where could he go?
……
Knock, knock, knock…
A series of urgent knocks on the door.
Creak—The door opened, revealing a head peeking out from inside, yawning and mumbling, "Who the hell is knocking? It's already late at night; can't anyone let me sleep? Uh—"
That last part was abruptly choked back.
Old Wang, who opened the door, was immediately startled by the figure standing at the entrance.
At the door stood a Hunchbacked Taoist with one eye, blood trickling from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth. His long hair was disheveled, and in the dim moonlight, his face resembled grayish-white paper. He emanated a foul stench of blood and an indescribable rotten odor. At first glance, he looked less like a human and more like a corpse that had just crawled out of a coffin.
Old Wang shivered in fear and asked, "Are you human or ghost?"
Orchid Daoist gasped for breath and said, "Is Vice Hall Master Lu Jiutang living here?"
Upon hearing Lu Jiutang, Old Wang straightened his chest, appearing more assertive, and glared fiercely, "Who are you to come here at midnight pretending to be a ghost in front of Lu Manor?"
Pretending to be a ghost?
Half-Flower Daoist felt a chill run down his spine.
Damn it, I ended up in this situation all because of that Xiao Yun. This guy is too formidable; even the Sky Valley Trio couldn't handle him.
Thinking of this, his single eye nearly burst into flames, with a fierce glint flashing in his gaze, and his expression turned particularly grim.
— Xiao, when I make my comeback, I will definitely not let you off!
Old Wang was once again frightened into a stupor by his expression and stammered, "I... we have already gone to bed... who exactly are you?"
Orchid Daoist coldly snorted, "I don't care if he is asleep or not. Immediately send a message to Lu Jiutang, saying I am his father Lu Feng, returning home after thirty-two years from Maoshan!"
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