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"What do you want?"
In a nameless alley, Bai Ruoshu warily watched the strangers in front of him.
The two men burst into laughter.
"What do we want? Naturally, we are here to take your life!"
"Big brother, stop wasting time with him. Let’s finish this quickly."
"Alright!"
They charged forward, aiming for Bai Ruoshu's life. One attacked his chest while the other lunged for his throat. Bai Ruoshu quickly rolled backward, narrowly avoiding their deadly strikes.
However, before he could rejoice at having escaped, a poisoned dart pierced through his heart and embedded itself in the wall before him.
His eyes widened as blood gushed from his wound.
"You can't kill me! I am from the Bai family of Tongling!"
At this, the two men laughed heartily. One of them mockingly patted his face and said, "Blame yourself for being so foolish; you’ve made it easy for us brothers."
"By running into this alley, you've saved us a lot of effort."
They gleefully began to strip him of his jade ring, purse, and other valuables, eager to see what treasures he might possess.
"This kid may be weak, but he’s from a prestigious family; he must have plenty of good stuff on him."
Just as they reveled in their spoils of spirit stones and magical artifacts, a strange voice belonging to a young man suddenly echoed through the alley.
"My dear brothers have truly struck a good deal! I wonder if you could let us join in and share some of the spoils?"
The men stiffened, their backs tingling with unease. One gritted his teeth and turned around, only to find the surroundings empty—there was no one in sight.
Could it be that a ghost was speaking?
The man trembled slightly and shouted angrily, "Who is this little brat daring to play tricks in front of your grandpa? If you have the guts, come out and speak!"
"Since big brother has sincerely invited me, how could I refuse?"
The man felt a flicker of joy in his heart.
"Who would be foolish enough to say that it would just come out? If he continued to play tricks, I really wouldn't know how to deal with him."
He glanced around and noticed two dark figures on the eaves not far away. The two were cloaked, their hoods pulled low, obscuring their faces.
Just as he was about to call out to his companions, a mysterious and chilling wave surged toward him, rendering him speechless.
Then, three crisp chimes rang out softly, ethereal and distant. The two figures seemed enchanted, collapsing to their knees in a daze.
Seeing this, Lu Mingyuan rushed down and delivered a punch to each of them. The force penetrated deeply, shattering their hearts.
Their eyes widened in shock as they coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
They were dead before they even realized what had happened.
Qi Xiao jumped down and picked up a jade ring from the ground. He retrieved a dark stone from within, weighing it in his palm. A light tap with his fingertip produced a similar ethereal sound from inside.
He couldn't help but smirk.
"Brother, this place is not suitable for long stays. Let's gather these items and leave quickly."
Lu Mingyuan nodded, rummaging through the three bodies and collecting several jade rings and bags. Regardless of what was inside, he stuffed them all into his pockets.
Just as they were finishing up, a faint sound of footsteps echoed nearby, accompanied by a man’s voice gritting his teeth.
"Qi Xiao, I never thought you would dare come here!"
Qi Xiao was taken aback. He looked up to see a young man in a brocade robe emerging from around the corner. With a jade belt at his waist and a folding fan in hand, his handsome face bore an expression of twisted malice. It was none other than Cheng Yufeng.
"It seems you've recognized me."
Qi Xiao felt speechless; he remembered clearly how Cheng Yufeng had eagerly sought his guidance when he first arrived at Qingxuan Peak. It was hard not to remember such eagerness.
"Qi Xiao, do you dare to insult me like this?"
Qi Xiao chuckled slowly. "Brother Cheng, why be so angry? It's just that your skills are lacking. Go back and practice more; there's always hope."
Cheng Yufeng was so enraged that he nearly spat out blood.
"What do you mean by lacking skills?"
If Qi Xiao were a Golden Core cultivator, it would be one thing; but he was merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. To defeat someone at the Golden Core stage and then speak such words in front of him was nothing short of humiliation.
"If it weren't for your trickery that day, how could I have possibly lost?"
He shook his folding fan, letting out a cold laugh as he composed himself, adopting an air of confidence.
"I know there's something strange about you. I didn't catch any evidence that day, but just now, I saw everything clearly! No matter what tricks you used, you won't be getting out of here today!"
He clapped his hands, and several figures emerged from the shadows behind him, all of them at the Golden Core stage.
Cheng Hai stood solemnly behind him, while Cheng Yuling peeked around nervously, looking somewhat dazed.
"Big Brother, those two seem to be the ones I told you about," he said.
Cheng Yufeng smiled slightly. "No worries. We'll deal with this trouble all at once today."
"Two ordinary disciples of the Carefree Sect—if they die, it’s no big deal. As long as they’re not direct disciples."
Cheng Yufeng stared at the figure beside Qi Xiao for a moment and shook his head.
"Impossible. Qi Xiao is like a drowning dog in the Carefree Sect now; there’s no way any direct disciples would want to associate with him or go out for training together."
"That guy probably isn’t even an inner sect disciple—just an ordinary pawn trying to cling to Qi Xiao’s sinking ship."
What Cheng Yufeng didn’t know was that as he spoke, an old man in a private room somewhere in the building frowned.
He pushed open the window and looked coldly through the gap.
"Elders, you can handle that kid; I want to deal with Qi Xiao personally."
He had lost face here with Qi Xiao and was determined to reclaim it himself.
Qi Xiao smiled slightly. "Alright, I'll be waiting for you, defeated opponent."
Cheng Yufeng's eyes darkened; even with death looming over him, he still dared to talk back!
Qi Xiao slowly approached Lu Mingyuan and lowered his voice. "Senior Brother Lu, I'll use the Ghost Cry Bell to stun them later; you just run."
Lu Mingyuan frowned. "You've already used it once; can you still use it now? Those two just now were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, but these people are all at the Golden Core stage."
"Using a soul attack on these two realms requires vastly different amounts of spiritual power."
Qi Xiao's face turned pale. "I have no choice; I can only try it later."
Lu Mingyuan understood the seriousness of the situation and nodded in agreement.
Qi Xiao rubbed his wrist, considering the situation. "We can fight, but this space is too small. With so many people here, where would we fit? Why don't you all step back and let me have a match with him first?"
Cheng Yufeng, eager to regain his dignity, nodded at the elders of the clan and directly faced Qi Xiao.
Qi Xiao took a step forward, subtly using his spiritual power to manipulate the Ghost Cry Bell hidden in his sleeve.
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