One person: I am Li Buren, I cannot bear to do anything!

When Li Buren said these words, he made no attempt to hide anything, and his voice was so loud that everyone present could hear him clearly.

Lu Ci's expression became increasingly interesting.

Chen Jinkui's face grew even more somber. Mu You, Jie Kong, and Feng Zhenghao all knew that this step involved too much, so they did not offer any comments.

Because at this moment, someone is about to get restless.

"You have quite the nerve!"

"Do you really think you can be so arrogant just because those ten elders gave way to you, a junior?"

"Li Buren! You're courting death!"

Li Buren turned around and looked at the two stools placed in the open space. He waited for Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin to sit down before he spoke.

"Old Master Wang, look at you, you're in such a hurry again."

"You were so impatient when you wanted to use the Feng family's spirit-binding and commanding abilities."

"Later, you were still in a hurry to get my junior brother's Feng Hou Qi Men technique."

"You're still in a hurry to ruin me today."

Li Buren put his hands behind his head and looked at Wang Ai with a contented expression.

"Old Master Wang, I sincerely advise you, since you don't have many years left to live anyway, don't rush anything."

"You'll be in a lot of trouble later, be careful not to worry yourself to death."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ai was so angry that she was practically spitting fire from her eyes.

"You, you, no one can save you today! Not even Zhang Zhiwei!"

Zhang Zhiwei raised an eyebrow, enjoying the spectacle, and even chimed in with a comment.

"Okay, Wang Ai."

"I'm not protecting him today. Do whatever you want!"

Zhang Zhiwei knew exactly what was going on. Now, he could just casually suggest that Wang Ai, that old geezer, come up with a way to have a real fight with Li Buren.

If something really goes wrong or there's any unexpected situation, Zhang Zhiwei can just back out.

Anyway, we can't beat him.

After settling the two elderly people in, Li Buren turned to look at Wang Ai.

"I have never met the other members of the Ten Elders, nor have I had any deep interactions with them."

"But I have a long-standing grudge against you. You coveted my junior brother's Feng Hou Qi Men, stalked my junior brother's family, and even set a trap to ambush the two of us."

"Let's settle all our old and new scores today. Let's not stand by any rules. I'll just say one thing."

Li Buren suddenly raised his hand, pointing his finger and cursing angrily.

"Wang Ai, you dare to come and fight me today? Let's see if I can kill you in three moves!"

First came a deathly silence, then Wang Ai roared in a fit of rage.

"Little beast!!!"

Wang Ai shouted angrily and prepared to step forward, looking like he was about to tear Wang Ai apart on the spot.

Several of Wang's retainers and close associates quickly restrained Wang Ai, fearing that he might act impulsively.

Li Buren, however, calmly waved his hand.

"You guys don't need to pull him. He'll calm down on his own if he's within ten steps of me. He'll be fine."

Looking at Wang Ai's face filled with impotent rage, Li Buren made no attempt to hide his disdain.

"Wang Ai, haven't you always been like this since you were a child? You're afraid of getting into trouble and dare not step forward. You can only do despicable things like kicking someone when they're down and taking advantage of their misfortune."

"Those cats you encountered before were all sick cats, which gave you, the big rat, an opportunity to take advantage."

"Now that you've met your match in this wicked tiger, I'll see how much skill you, a mere rat, still have!"

Li Buren snorted coldly, took down the long sword behind him, and held it horizontally in his hand without drawing it from its sheath.

"If you don't set any rules today, then I'll set some."

"I, Li Buren, stand here today with only my sword, ready to challenge every member of the Wang family who wants to kill me."

"There are no rules, no limit on the number of people, no limit on the method, and no limit on the time. Whoever stands is the rule. The living are not allowed to speak for the dead."

"Who's coming first?!"

After speaking, he drew his longsword, and everyone present felt a sharp sting in their eyes—it was so sharp, so blatantly aggressive.

The sword's edge gleamed brightly, and the man stood tall and proud like a ray of light, inspiring a sense of dread in those who beheld him.

Wang Ai subconsciously glanced around at the people, and found that most of them had lowered their heads, not daring to meet Li Buren's gaze.

Only a few people remained unchanged, glaring angrily at Li Buren.

Upon closer examination, it was discovered that most of them were retainers of the Wang family from outside the family, rather than direct descendants of the Wang family.

But Wang Ai couldn't care less about that at the moment, and casually pointed to a lean man with a long, narrow scar on his neck.

"Gu Ming, go and kill this little beast!"

Upon hearing this, the lean man gave a vicious smile, his eyes lingering on Li Buren's neck.

He leaped out, wielding a long sword, and pointed the tip at Li Buren.

"Hey kid, see that scar on my neck?"

"From childhood to adulthood, I've only ever slit the throat when I kill someone. In all my years roaming the world of supernatural beings, only one person has ever slashed my throat."

"But unfortunately, my knife is faster. This scar has been with me for almost thirty years, and I've always remembered it."

"Today, I too must borrow your head in exchange for my own fame and fortune!"

Li Buren could almost feel the palpable killing intent and ferocity emanating from this man.

"The spirit of a virtuous person is not disturbed by evil or depravity."

Li Buren possessed a refined and otherworldly air, preventing him from being affected by murderous intent, yet he still harbored a natural aversion to such a killer.

He also raised his sword and pointed it at the other person.

"You've committed too many murders and sins; you deserve to die. But I don't need any reasons or excuses to kill you; I'll just say it directly."

"I don't like you, and I want to kill you, so I will."

"Come here and face your death!"

After saying this, Li couldn't bear to draw his sword, and he and Gu Ming drew their blades and charged away.

"Judging from your tone, you seem quite confident that you can kill me right away?"

Gu Ming, knife in hand, charged forward, intending to distract Li Bulian.

"I can kill you right now, you won't live much longer."

"How long is 'not long enough'?"

"This chapter."

The sound of wind cutting through the air rang in Gu Ming's ears.

He had lost count of how many times he had shared life and death with others like this.

His knife is sharp, he is ruthless, and he knows no fear.

He had the upper hand in the life-or-death situation.

Each time, it ended with him successfully severing the other person's neck with the knife and watching their head fall to the ground.

Only once did he encounter a swift swordsman.

Although he had plunged his knife into the other man's neck first that time, the other man's swift sword had also pierced his skin, causing blood to seep out.

It was only then that he tasted the flavor of death and realized it.

I never knew I could have my throat slashed; I never knew I could die.

"This feels so familiar."

He suddenly sighed, realizing that there seemed to be a distance between him and Li Buren.

No, he's very close, it feels like he's right in front of me!

Gu Ming instinctively wanted to swing his knife and, as he had done before, sever the head of the young Taoist priest in front of him.

"Why can't I move?"

He was shocked to find that he couldn't move his hands; the long sword seemed to hang limply in his hands.

"Why? Ah!"

A piercing pain spread from his neck, and he realized where that familiar feeling came from.

The scar seemed to have reopened, and the swift sword that had nearly slashed his neck many years ago had reappeared.

This time, however, the swift sword was even faster than his blade.

As the head fell to the ground, Li could not bear to leave his sword unstained. Instead of looking at Gu Ming, who lay dead on the ground, he pointed his sword at Wang Ai and the rest of the Wang family.

"The murderer is Li Buren!"