You call this the way of the sword?

If I can push my limits and stand out in the big exam, I might be able to get noticed by some people earlier.

The murderer who killed Grandpa, or that woman, might see themselves.

This approach has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage lies in the opportunity to connect with people at a higher level, thereby gaining more leads.

The downside is that too much of a good thing can be bad; what if my relationship with my grandfather were discovered…

As Yang Qingfeng was making plans, he suddenly sensed someone quietly approaching.

With a thought, Yu Junjian swiftly flew away close to the ground, the Wolf King Bone Club appearing in his hand. At the same time, the Little Spirit Sword left the battlefield and went to the sky to await orders.

After quickly making preparations, Yang Qingfeng turned around and frowned.

The newcomers were the same young man they had met at the exchange not long ago. Unlike before, when they had specially set aside a spot to try and get closer to each other, this time they were a full squad of five.

Because the outermost ghost soldiers had been cleared out by the sword spirit, they traveled unimpeded and had now reached the top of the mountain. They were fully equipped with weapons and were only a hundred meters away from Yang Qingfeng.

"Oh, you're quite alert, aren't you?"

Upon being spotted by Yang Qingfeng, the leading youth straightened up with considerable regret, turned to look at the battle in the stronghold below the mountain, and sneered, "So, you were just following behind others and picking up the scraps, huh?"

His companion patted his chest and echoed, "That really scared the hell out of me! I thought this little bastard was really capable, he actually killed all the ghost soldiers on the outer perimeter!"

"Hey, Lao Ba, you're overdoing it. I'd believe you if you said he could take down Yun Sheng, but you think a level 10 nobody could beat a ghost soldier? Even a pig wouldn't believe that, hahaha~~"

Just like at the stock exchange, these young men chatted and laughed among themselves as they surrounded Yang Qingfeng, their eyes growing increasingly sinister.

Yang Qingfeng was puzzled by this; wasn't he already level 11?

"Senior brothers, isn't this unnecessary?"

"Is it unnecessary?"

The young man in the lead, brandishing a knife, approached Yang Qingfeng and said angrily, "Just because of a few words from you, we've become a laughingstock. Now the whole stronghold is laughing at us. What the hell did you say was unnecessary?"

"Shut the hell up and kneel down!" another youth shouted angrily and attacked directly. He swung a thorny vine at Yang Qingfeng with a whooshing sound.

A crisp snap.

The vine lashed hard against the wolf king's bone club, sending the club flying backward and past Yang Qingfeng's ear.

Yang Qingfeng turned his head to make way, and his tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

If it were just a verbal dispute, he wouldn't bother getting angry with these idiots, but now that they've resorted to violence, he can't let his conscience get the better of him.

"If you're looking to die, then die."

Yang Qingfeng glanced indifferently at the five opponents, raised his hand to draw out Yu Junjian who had circled around from behind.

Following the direction of his finger, the leading youth turned around and sneered, "No wonder you're so arrogant, you actually know how to control a sword. Swordsmanship, huh? I'll show you what true dominance is today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leading youth brandished his sword, instantly creating a swirling mass of sand that quickly coalesced into several earthen-yellow sand-stone illusion blades. The other four also unleashed their skills, but none of them took Yu Junjian seriously.

No one noticed that when they turned to look at Yu Junjian, the little spirit sword had already quietly fallen from the sky and was now waiting at their feet.

Yang Qingfeng's lips curled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, Yu Junjian came hurtling towards him. He secretly used his mind to drive the small spirit sword towards the young man at the back, and it instantly pierced into his body.

The remaining four youths were oblivious and still pretended to stop Yu Junjian, but Yu Junjian did not attack them or entangle with them at all.

After performing several graceful sword flourishes in mid-air, Yu Junjian shot towards Yang Qingfeng with undiminished speed.

Seeing that Yang Qingfeng was about to be pierced by his sword, the young man and his companions were puzzled and couldn't understand what kind of sword technique this was.

However, just before being stabbed, Yang Qingfeng slid to the side and grabbed the hilt of the sword.

Then, with a whoosh, he was pulled into the sky by Yu Junjian, and in the blink of an eye, he was hanging high in the air, looking down at the earth with an indifferent expression.

At this moment, the young people also looked up at Yang Qingfeng, their expressions quite astonished.

At this distance, if their skills didn't have the range of forbidden spells, they probably wouldn't even be able to touch Yang Qingfeng's feet.

"Damn it, you can play the sword like this?"

"What should we do?"

"Wait! Damn it, I don't believe he can stay hanging there forever!"

"Help...me..."

Suddenly, a faint cry for help came from behind.

The young man in the lead turned around abruptly, only to find that one of them had already been infected.

The person who was hit knelt on the ground in pain, his hands clenched tightly on his chest, but blood was gushing from his mouth and nose. Then, a faint light suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, and the little spirit sword suddenly shot out!

"Oh no, get out of the way!!"

The young man in the lead shouted urgently, but it was too late.

The tiny spirit sword becomes almost invisible and undetectable to the naked eye after its burst of speed.

In an instant, it pierced the second youth's body, and then, without any hesitation, began to twirl the sword, slicing the youth's bones and tendons into several pieces along the way, piercing through the youth's heart, and then crushing the youth's throat and exiting through his skull.

The whole process took less than a second, comparable to a sudden death.

Then comes the third one.

the fourth.

Only after the fourth teammate died in agony did the young leader regain his senses, his expression turning utterly terrified: "No, no, that's not it, I...we didn't mean to kill you, we didn't mean to..."

Yang Qingfeng's hearing wasn't good enough, so he couldn't hear what the young man was saying.

As the fourth youth's body was revealed, the little spirit sword emitted a faint light again, then disappeared again in its high-speed flight.

The young man yelled and brandished his sword, quickly gathering a layer of pale yellow aura around his body.

He is a Daoist with a focus on endurance, already at level 19, and well-equipped.

Qi Gang is his defensive skill, which can double his 1500 points of stamina.

In the past, he was almost invincible with this skill. Except for hellish dungeons and the Ghost King's Secret Realm, he could withstand it wherever he went!

Therefore, after successfully executing the skill, the young man grasped at a straw and immediately broke into a ferocious grin amidst his panic, becoming somewhat deranged.

He grinned fiercely, about to attack Yang Qingfeng, but before he could even utter a word, a glimmer of light pierced through his aura and disappeared before his eyes.

The young man froze on the spot, his ferocious expression quickly turning to astonishment: "What, what, ah? No, no... my skill, impossible, why?"

With a clang, the young man dropped the knife in utter terror, clutching his forehead repeatedly. But as he touched it, a sharp pain shot through his mind, instantly turning into excruciating agony!

Fortunately, the excruciating pain didn't last long. The little sword turned his brain into mush in a very short time, unleashing a burst of continuous damage that instantly depleted his health.

With a thud, the young man collapsed to the ground as a corpse, and a mark on his body disappeared.

Yun Sheng, far away at the exchange, frowned. Then, after a moment's thought, she immediately contacted Yang Qingfeng through the divine communication talisman, "Yang Qingfeng, are you alright?"

"It is I, Yun Sheng. Concentrate and use the Divine Communication Talisman to communicate with me."

After a short while, Yang Qingfeng's voice came through the talisman, "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister. What is your intention, Senior Sister?"

Yun Sheng breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "Did Sun Longwen and the others come looking for you?"

Yang Qingfeng responded, "Who?"

This time he responded quickly, probably because it was his first time using the talisman communication and he was just frantically trying to figure out how to do it.

Yun Sheng smiled slightly, thinking that this kid was indeed a bit silly. "Sun Longwen is the senior brother who said he would take you to the Ghost King's Secret Realm at the exchange."

Yang Qingfeng had just landed back on the ground in the secret realm.

He glanced at the corpse at his feet, and said in an exaggerated tone with a nonchalant expression, "Oh, Senior Sister is talking about him... but I don't remember him."