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Chapter 406 Schemes (8000 words, double update, thank you for your support)

The world is collapsing.

The city has filled its stomachs and is about to leave this land.

In the remaining area, the survivors are still fighting each other.

The distorted scenery became the arena, and the wails of souls became the accompaniment. Sword light and staff shadows overlapped, crossed, and then receded again.

Zhou You shook his longsword, exhaled a breath of stale air, and then laughed.

"Chief Yu, I always thought you were a sorcerer, but I didn't expect you to be so skilled with weapons. Is this the Beggars' Sect's Dog-Beating Stick?"

Yu Sanzhi's face was gloomy; he seemed equally surprised during the brief exchange.

The other party was indeed a disciple of the White Clan. Although I knew he was also skilled in swordsmanship, I always thought it was just a complementary skill. But who would have thought...
It seems that this sword technique is the main move?
—No, where did Old Li find such a monster? And how did he manage to persuade him to become his disciple?
He just stared at the ten thousand ren in Zhou You's hand, and then he laughed.

"What dog-beating stick? Besides, my magic is mostly used for manipulation and possession, so I'm not very good at direct confrontation. But thanks to my dead master's teachings, my martial arts skills are among the best in the North, and I haven't fallen behind over the years."

They appeared to be having a calm chat, but in reality, they were both looking for each other's weaknesses.

then.

Yu Sanzhi made the first move.

He advanced, his long staff whistling through the air with tremendous force, as if splitting mountains and shattering peaks. The ground instantly cracked open like a spiderweb.

But Zhou You is no longer in the same place.

After all, the Sumeru Sword Technique has always been based on speed.

The three-foot-long sword slid upstream along the tip of the staff, aiming directly at Yu Sanzhi's wrist—but the opponent was no pushover either. He used the momentum of the staff to turn around, and with a flick and a deflection, he forced Zhou You back.

It seems like no one benefited, but
Yu Sanzhi looked down and saw a deep, bone-revealing bloodstain on his arm—the result of the bursting of malevolent energy. Zhou You, on the other hand, turned his hand and saw one hideous ghost face after another emerge from his palm.

Soon, Yu Sanzhi's flesh writhed and the wound healed in the blink of an eye. Zhou You clenched his fist, and the Heavenly Dragon Blood Pulse swept through, instantly obliterating those evil creatures.

Then, they looked at each other and fought again!

—And on the other side.

In the shadows, Madam Li was secretly observing the confrontation.

Especially after seeing that Zhou You was able to injure Yu Sanzhi, her beautiful eyes sparkled with a longing.

But after weighing the pros and cons, she sighed, took out a bell, and gently shook it.

Pink mist flowed down from it, and stealthily crept towards Zhou You's feet—

Otherwise.

A fan suddenly swung out from the side.

As if adding oil to a raging fire, the mist seemed to have encountered a nemesis and caught fire—then the fan was gently opened and waved in the opposite direction, and the flames instantly reversed, even burning Madam Li's arm!
With a furrowed brow, she decisively threw away the bell, leaving the priceless magical artifact engulfed in the flames, before finally looking up.

"Those guys from Taomen?"

The fan closed, and Hanlu stared at her expressionlessly.

"A prostitute ridden by a thousand men and trampled by ten thousand?"

It's hard to imagine that this plain-looking girl could have such a sharp tongue.

Madam Li didn't pay any attention, just smiled brightly, and then took out a fan to cover half of her face.

"Look at what you're saying. Our Li Clan is indeed indulging in excessive pleasures, but isn't it better than your Peach Clan burning with desire yet having nowhere to vent it? By the way, young lady, have you ever touched a man's hand in your life?"

Hanlu's response was just a simple sentence.

"A seahorse that's obsequious, smiles at everyone it meets, but is secretly talked about behind its back?"

Madam Li's expression froze for a moment, but she still retorted sharply.

"Speaking of which, you were recently taken in by Lady Hua, weren't you? Do you know your senior sister? She was quite a character, pretending to be a saint on the surface, but she was incredibly seductive inside. A little teasing and she'd willingly fall into depravity. At first, I only sent a servant, but who knew she'd end up being even more promiscuous than me—by the way, she was dealt with by your master, wasn't she? Tsk tsk tsk, what a pity for such a beauty."

In response to all these words, Hanlu only said one sentence.

"A scoundrel who greets a thousand guests with a smile every night, yet is riddled with ailments?"

"—Can you say something else?"

"They don't discriminate between meat or vegetables; they cater to everyone from eighty-year-old men to toddlers who can just walk. They'll come to any prostitute they can pay for."

"You bitch—"

Before Madam Li could utter a curse, Hanlu added the final sentence.

"Seriously, that thing of yours is big enough to fit a wine jug, is it even usable?"

Plain and simple words are the most lethal. Madam Li finally stopped talking nonsense and unfolded her folding fan, waving it.

Several human-skinned beauties, whom we had seen before, floated out from among them, accompanied by a series of sinister laughs, and suddenly pounced on Hanlu.

Hanlu pursed her lips tightly, and with her fan as a blade, suddenly stirred up a gust of wind.

Her goal was actually very simple and clear.

All we need to do is stop Madam Li and prevent her from getting involved in another battle.

As for whether Zhou You can win on that battlefield...
She never doubted it.

After all, that's—

The long staff in Yu Sanzhi's hand flickered with a chilling phosphorescent light, and in an instant, a shrill shriek of ghosts and wolves pierced the sky.

Although the stick in his hand wasn't called the Dog-Beating Stick, it was still the symbol of the Beggars' Sect leader. Originally, it was a proper magic-exorcising weapon, but ever since he slaughtered the entire Beggars' Sect, he had been using the flesh and blood of these wronged souls to refine them day and night. Over the decades, it had been completely transformed, becoming a twisted thing just like him.

He wielded a long staff, his feet moving with the Nine Palaces Step, and came crashing down with a gust of bloody wind—but Zhou You's response was simple: he unleashed his swift sword skills to the fullest, avoiding the sharpest blow and striking at the vital points—

Honestly, even in this script teeming with all sorts of monsters and demons, Yu Sanzhi is a rare and formidable opponent, especially in terms of hand skills, which are second only to Xuan Yuan Dao Ren. If Zhou You were in his original body, he could probably handle him, but now...
This is ultimately just a mortal body.

Yu Sanzhi suddenly pressed the staff against his knee, and the staff tip suddenly took a sneaky turn, carrying layers of poisonous miasma, abruptly bypassing the sword's edge and heading straight for his chest—but at this moment, Wan Ren was too late to react, he could only turn his body to the side and forcibly avoid the vital spot.

Then, a crisp "clang" was heard!
A dragon scale flew out and blocked the attack.

It was that life-protecting dragon scale! But then, Zhou You's counterattack arrived in an instant.

A sudden flash of cold light cleaved through the miasma, the sword blade instantly stained with three inches of blood, slashing swiftly across Yu Sanzhi's stomach.

The rough skin was cut open, but the expected scene of the intestines bursting open did not occur—looking through the crack, Yu Sanzhi's internal organs were as dry as rotten wood, completely shriveled into a small lump in the abdominal cavity.

Yu Sanzhi only took one step back, ignoring the gaping wound, and the shadow of his staff solidified into an impenetrable wall. There was even a gap where he coldly laughed.

"This curse keeps me from having peace day and night, but it's still quite useful in this life-or-death struggle. I can withstand several more fatal wounds like this, but what about you? How many more times can you use those scales?"

Zhou You spun around and dodged, and Wan Ren struck several times like a snake spitting its tongue, deflecting the staff's force and finally giving himself a chance to catch his breath.

But this time he didn't use his energy to recover his breath; instead, he laughed the same way.

"So that Chief Yu knows that what happened just now was the last time. If I were to receive another blow like that, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take it."

Seemingly not expecting Zhou You to actually say it, Yu Sanzhi paused for a moment, but immediately picked up the stick again, shook his head, and aimed it at Zhou You again.

"You're quite honest. What, are you really thinking things are hopeless and planning to surrender?"

Zhou You glanced at the two prostitutes who were still evenly matched, then looked at Feng Qianlin who had retreated to the edge, and suddenly gripped the hilt of his sword.

It's not ten thousand ren high, but rather the severing of evil.

A feeling of being connected by blood entered my body, and although I hadn't fully recovered to what I was before, but...
—Old buddy, you've been eating and drinking for free for so many days, it's time you did something.

Zhou You took a deep breath, then looked at the stick that was about to smash into his head, and used his most powerful ability.

Evil is now eradicated!

A murderous aura surged into the sky, and blood mist filled the air. The force was so great that Yu Sanzhi had to retreat with his staff to avoid its sharp edge.

However, instead of being surprised, he laughed and said in a low voice.

"As expected, you had a backup plan. But unfortunately, that's exactly what I was waiting for!"

Suddenly, a skull on the tip of the stick exploded, and the sandalwood scent mixed with the stench of corpses filled the entire room in an instant.

At the same time, Yu Sanzhi's shirt also exploded.

Countless ghostly faces had crawled all over his body, and those vengeful spirits began to gnaw at his marrow like madmen—yet Yu Sanzhi seemed completely unaware, merely grinning.

The stick swept out, and in the process, it even seemed to mobilize the victims in the city. Countless sharp sounds rang out, and it actually broke through the blood mist and smashed out an opening!

However, just as the sword and staff clashed again, Zhou You looked at Yu Sanzhi's refined face and suddenly seemed to remember something, and spoke up.

"By the way, Chief Yu, have you noticed anything wrong?"

what?
But Zhou You laughed even more heartily, and the murderous aura suddenly surged over like a tidal wave.

Taking advantage of this momentum, he lightly retreated seven or eight zhang away.

"Isn't this chaos and collapse taking a little too long? We've been fighting for so long, and it's still not completely collapsed? And Chief Yu, weren't you thinking about how to escape from this hellhole in the first place? How come you're ready to fight me to the death after I provoke you a few times?"

Yu Sanzhi was stunned for a moment.

He immediately began to recall the journey he had taken.

—Every perfectly timed appearance, every near miss, every provocative word, culminating in the final act that forced him to kill his trusted confidant.
This guy seems to be constantly steering himself toward duels.

So, what exactly does he want to do?
However, at this moment, Zhou You spoke again.

"There's one more thing, and I should apologize to Chief Yu first—I lied to you before."

Yu Sanzhi suddenly realized the problem. He quickly raised his head and looked at Zhou You.

"If this chaos really drags on to the end, it won't just expel us one by one, but it will completely devour us."

"After all, think about it, how can there be such a thing as being full for these kinds of creatures? It's just a matter of how fast they digest. Since they've already gone into their stomachs, there's no way they're going to let them go."

"—Li Huanzhu!!!"

The alarming roar had barely begun when Zhou You suddenly condensed his blood demonic energy, turning it into a concentrated point.

And then, it all erupted!
The blood mist instantly engulfed the entire room. Its power was so intense that even with Yu Sanzhi's abilities, he could not break free for a while. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hanlu quickly retreated out of the station circle and came to Zhou You's side.

Zhou You gently patted the other person's back and then pointed at Yu San.

"However, that senior from the White Gate thought of another method, which is to come to the core of this ghost city and then use stimulation to force it out—like the subconscious vomiting reflex when a person's throat is being choked. However, there is only one chance to vomit out; the rest will be completely buried in his stomach afterward."

—At this moment, Yu Sanzhi finally understood.

The so-called life-or-death struggle, the so-called luring someone into a trap, were all preparations for this moment.

In fact, what he's saying now is just a way to buy time!
Right before Yu Sanzhi's eyes, behind Feng Qianlin at the farthest distance, space suddenly distorted, and from the shattered illusion, the scenery outside the city could be vaguely seen.

Feng Qianlin nodded to Zhou You, then walked out first.

The next one to follow is Cold Dew.

Seeing that these people were about to leave completely, Yu Sanzhi almost bit his teeth until they bled.

However, he immediately discovered a key point.

—The shattered space did not disappear, but remained there faintly.

No, there is still hope.

The passage lasted longer than I expected. With my own strength and the other person's ability, we should be able to catch up!
Yu Sanzhi shouted again.

"Li Huanzhu!"

Madam Li had listened to Gang's words completely. Her beautiful face was filled with shock, but when she heard her leader's call, she suddenly came to her senses and waved her long sleeves.

Fine needles, rouge, palace lanterns, incense—she flung out all her magical artifacts as if her life depended on it. Yu Sanzhi also took a deep breath, used all his magical power, and slammed his staff down forward.

Countless ghost faces screamed simultaneously, and the curse began to rapidly worsen and spread, even taking over his entire face—but this blow finally shattered the blood mist that filled the sky.

Just as they were about to rush out, a long sword suddenly swung down.

—Look up.

That was none other than Zhou You, who hadn't left yet!
(End of this chapter)