After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

On the turbulent sea, there was still that small, dilapidated boat, and Xiao Yu was still dressed in white, his clothes fluttering in the wind, only his hairstyle was much more disheveled.

There was no way around it; it was already a miracle that we managed to escape. If we had been any later, people would have been lying there, and no one would have cared about their hairstyle.

Ugh!

Xiao Yu brushed his slightly damp bangs aside and sighed.

"System, is there anything that can conceal your presence?"

If, as the dog system says, the protagonist Ye Feng is dead, then Dao, as the agent of Heaven's Dao, must be extremely anxious and searching everywhere.

While being an extraterrestrial demon can somewhat conceal others' calculations, it's always better to be safe than sorry.

After all, the Dao is backed by the Heavenly Dao.

Points have been deducted, and the item has been delivered.

Wow!

Another yellow talisman appeared in front of Xiao Yu, and he took it and examined it carefully.

"A concealment talisman?! Will that work? The opponent has the Hongtian Chessboard."

"Products from our system are guaranteed to be of the highest quality."

"Alright." Seeing the system's confident reply, Xiao Yu had no doubts and directly affixed the concealment talisman to his chest.

After doing all this, he looked up at the horizon and stared blankly.

The protagonist, Ye Feng, is dead!

How could he be dead?

Logically speaking, with the protagonist's luck on his side, even the most difficult and dangerous situations should turn out well, but right now, he is indeed dead.

It's completely dead. The system says they can't even detect its soul, so it's probably been annihilated.

That's terrible! His crime didn't warrant death; even villains don't die this badly.

Xiao Yu silently mourned for the poor guy for a few seconds.

Now that we're out here, we should figure things out before we go back. We should also find out if there's any way to get Xia Nianmo out of Jumo Island.

However, all the main characters died.

She, the female lead, should be alright now, right?

…………

"Did you know? I heard that the Xuanling Sect just held a funeral a few days ago, supposedly to mourn the Daoist partner of the sect leader's daughter, Li Yunshang. I think his name was something like Ye Feng."

"Really? Is this for real? When did the Xuanling Sect Master's daughter get a Daoist partner?!"

"puff!"

Inside the restaurant, Xiao Yu, wearing a bamboo hat, sat in a corner inquiring about news. He overheard several people dressed as disciples talking at the next table.

Unable to hold it in, he spat out the tea he had just drunk, looking utterly astonished.

What?

funeral!

When did the protagonist become Li Yunshang's Daoist partner?

The tea that was spat out sprayed onto the next table. A burly man heard the sound, turned around, and was caught off guard by the spray.

Oh no! Xiao Yu shrank back as he came to his senses. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the burly man was wearing the attire of a Xuanling Sect disciple, so he was probably a disciple of the Xuanling Sect.

"Are you blind, kid? Where are you spitting?! Do you want me to teach you a lesson?!"

The next moment, the Xuanling Sect disciple stood up angrily, turned around and came to Xiao Yu, cracking his knuckles.

Zheng Fei was already in a bad mood today, and then someone sprayed tea all over him. He was doing fine in the sect, but a few days ago he was suddenly summoned to a meeting to announce that a funeral was to be held. When he saw that the deceased was Ye Feng, he was quite happy.

After all, he had a grudge against Ye Feng and had been thoroughly humiliated by him before. Now, seeing Ye Feng buried in the ground like a dead man was truly gratifying. Oh... not like a dead man, he was already dead, haha!

However, the next sentence plunged him into despair. The sect leader's daughter, Li Yunshang, dressed in white mourning clothes, looked like she was wearing mourning clothes. She came onto the stage with red eyes from crying and said that her senior brother had sacrificed himself to protect her.

They had already become Daoist partners long ago, but now this unexpected event has occurred, with one person outliving another.

She was to remain a widow for three years for her senior brother Ye and never remarry.

Hearing his dream goddess say such things, Zheng Fei, an outer disciple, was completely stunned.

Li Yunshang was the dream girl of many in the Xuanling Sect. With her fair face, slender figure, and delicate, jade-like hands, she was the daughter of the sect leader, yet she couldn't cultivate.

But it was precisely this point that gave Zheng Fei a sliver of hope. He was still qualified to pursue Li Yunshang, after all, she was just a mortal, not a cultivator.

He had originally fantasized that when his cultivation reached a high level, he would kick the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain and punch the evil cultivators of the Demonic Sect, rescuing Li Yunshang from the group of demonic beasts under the watchful eyes of everyone. At that time, Li Yunshang, as a mortal, would surely fall in love with him.

So when he learned that Li Yunshang had gone missing while traveling, he rushed out immediately, hoping to stage a heroic rescue.

As a result, the hero who rescued the damsel in distress didn't come; instead, the woman he loved turned out to be a widow.

Depend on!

Although Li Yunshang, now a widow, sounds more alluring and evokes more associations.

However, Li Yunshang encountered some extraordinary adventure outside and was able to cultivate. In just a few days, she broke through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, far surpassing him, who had been lingering in the Qi Refining Realm for several years.

He had no chance at all. Li Yunshang's future achievements would be no less than those of the Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, while he would forever remain a Qi Refining disciple who lorded it over others in the outer sect. The two were like parallel lines that would never intersect, and even a glance between them would be a luxury.

So, he was heartbroken and came to the restaurant to drink and lament his lost youth.

Instead of getting a drink, I ended up getting vomited on with tea.

He was just looking for a place to vent his anger when, coincidentally, someone came to him.

"I'm so sorry! I didn't hold it properly just now, I'm so sorry."

Seeing Zheng Fei walking towards him, Xiao Yu quickly apologized, because due to the effect of the Concealing Talisman, he looked no different from an ordinary person.

Zheng Fei thought so too. The guy in front of him was dressed in white and wearing a straw hat, so he couldn't see his face. Judging from his exposed chin, he was probably somewhat handsome and even looked familiar. There was no aura around him, so he should be an ordinary person, an easy target.

He grabbed Xiao Yu by the collar and said without any politeness:

"Hmph! These are brand new clothes of mine, worth several high-grade spirit stones. Now that you've dirtied them, you should at least offer some compensation, right? How about you pay for the food on our table?"

Mortals, tremble before my wrath.

He thought disdainfully to himself, "There is a difference between immortals and mortals. When conflicts arise between cultivators and mortals, it is always the cultivators who benefit."

That's how the strong prey on the weak.

In the past, at this point, the person should have knelt on the ground, trembling, and said things like, "Master, have mercy! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness."

However, to his surprise, Xiao Yu simply spread his hands, completely unhurried, and said:

"Sorry, brother, I left in a hurry this time and only had money on me. How about another day? I'll treat you to a meal another day."

Xiao Yu came out penniless this time, having left all his spirit stones with Bai Yan. He only came to this restaurant because it offered free tea.

He glanced at Zheng Fei's clothes, especially noticing the single diamond-shaped mark on his arm, and then said:

"Besides, isn't that the uniform of the Xuanling Sect disciples? You're just a lowly outer disciple, so where did you get a few high-grade spirit stones? Don't try to rip me off!"

Xiao Yu thought to himself, "If I go to the black market, I can get you several boxes for just a few mid-grade spirit stones at wholesale prices."

High-grade spirit stones... Are you wearing your school uniform as a suit?

Speaking of which, this guy looks kind of familiar. He looks a bit like one of the cannon fodder villains he encountered when he took over as the protagonist.

"Stop spouting nonsense. What are you doing here if you come to a restaurant without money? Are you here to starve?"

Despite saying that, Zheng Fei loosened his grip on Xiao Yu's collar a little. This mortal was quite special; he actually knew about the outer disciples' attire.

Judging from his humble yet assertive attitude, could he be a relative of one of the disciples in the sect?

Moreover, the more I look at it, the more familiar it seems, as if we had just met not long ago.

Thinking this, Zheng Fei loosened his grip on Xiao Yu a little more.

At this moment, Xiao Yu's eyes lit up. He remembered who this guy in front of him was. He was the cannon fodder villain who had been humiliated by him when he was selected to become an inner disciple. No wonder he looked so familiar.

At the same time, Zheng Fei's henchmen, who had been observing silently behind him, suddenly widened their eyes and recognized Xiao Yu, who was being carried by their boss. Although he was covered by a bamboo hat, his head was tilted back because Zheng Fei was carrying him, which revealed his face. This was no ordinary person; it was clearly Ye Feng, who had long since died.

They had seen the horrific state of the corpse before; its abdomen was stabbed to pieces, its eyes were swollen, and blood was flowing from its seven orifices. It looked like it had died with its eyes wide open, a truly gruesome sight, a death beyond description.

"Boss, he... he's Senior Brother Ye! The Senior Brother Ye who died protecting Li Yunshang!"

The younger brother's trembling voice rang out behind Zheng Fei.

Zheng Fei's body stiffened, and his arrogant demeanor instantly subsided. He looked at Xiao Yu, whom he was holding in front of him, and the blood that had been surging with anger instantly cooled down.

A chill ran from the top of my head to the soles of my feet.

Chapter Twenty-Three: You'd better pay up before you die!

Seeing the dead person standing alive in front of them, they were terrified. They had witnessed Ye Feng's burial firsthand; the body was stiff and emitted a stench of death, meaning that the person in front of them was a ghost!

"Ghost! There is a ghost!"

"Run! Run!"

"Today is the seventh day after his death. Senior Brother Ye has returned to seek revenge!"

Almost instantly, Zheng Fei's henchmen fled the restaurant without a second thought, their tails between their legs, without even glancing at their leader, Zheng Fei.

Upon hearing that there was a ghost, the guests at the tables around Xiao Yu all fled in a flash.

It's quite a coincidence that today is the Ghost Festival, a day when the gates of the underworld are said to be wide open. People have always been somewhat averse to things like ghosts.

Moreover, the people who escaped were shouting that it was the seventh day after death, which is when the resentment of ghosts is at its strongest.

Those little brats, damn it, they all ran away!

At this moment, Zheng Fei was left all alone, facing the resurrected Xiao Yu, and he was on the verge of tears.

At this moment, he came to his senses after hearing his younger brother's call. Looking at Xiao Yu, whom he was holding by the collar, Zheng Fei revealed an ugly smile.