I bought a secret manual of the Hehuan Sect for ten yuan.

"Mr. Yu, regardless of whether things succeed or not, you don't need to come back. Do you understand what I mean?"

Yu Jinxiao sat opposite Zhao Yu, looking emaciated, as if he were just skin and bones, his face deathly pale.

He smiled enigmatically, "Zhao Yu, are you planning to betray me after I've served my purpose, or are you deliberately trying to use me as cannon fodder?"

"Don't forget what you said when you invited me to Beidu!"

"Did I fucking tell you to kill someone in the amusement park?" Zhao Yu roared. "And you killed someone from the Jiang family!"

"Now the Jiang family and the Shadow Martial Hall are both keeping an eye on the Zhao family. Do they know how much of my plans they've delayed?"

"No matter how strong you are, being targeted by them is equivalent to being useless. Didn't you consider that when you killed them?"

Yu Jinxiao shrugged nonchalantly, "I never expected anyone to disturb me while I was sleeping so soundly, let alone that they would happen to be from the Jiang family!"

"Given the situation, even if I hadn't killed them, what else could I have done...?"

"Alright, alright!" Zhao Yu raised his hand to stop Yu Jinxiao from continuing. "There's no point in saying any more of this now."

"Just do as I say, and I won't go back on my word!"

"But if you mess up, you know what to do, right?"

"Implicating the Zhao family will do you no good!"

"How heartless!" Yu Jinxiao stood up. "Wait for my good news!"

......

"Master Feng, the target has been spotted!"

Feng Shuofang was slightly taken aback upon hearing the report, then smiled, "So you finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

"Keep a close watch, guys, I'll be there soon!"

More than half an hour later, at the western cemetery of Beidu City.

"Stop hiding, come out!"

Yu Jinxiao leaned against a tombstone, looking half-dead.

As soon as he finished speaking, figures began to appear from all directions, forming an encirclement in an instant.

Yu Jinxiao glanced at it quickly, "Shadow Martial Hall, what a grand display!"

"Stop showing off, okay?" Feng Shuofang strode over. "Two questions: First, did you kill the people in the haunted house at the amusement park?"

"Second, are you from the Withered Heart Ghost Sect?"

"That's right!" Yu Jinxiao readily admitted. "Judging from your attitude, you don't want me to live today?"

"So what if you killed a few people? Why are you all haunting me like this?"

"In that case, I'll make you true ghosts!"

Feng Shuofang, poised to strike, asked, "One last question: you're hiding in the Zhao family, under their protection. Are your actions instigated by the Zhao family?"

Yu Jinxiao said calmly, "What Zhao family? I don't know what you're talking about. I've never been to any Zhao family!"

"Feng Shuofang, I could have just left. Do you know why I'm waiting for you here?"

"You're too arrogant. Do you think you can handle me with just this few people?"

"Are you trying to tell me you did this on purpose?" Feng Shuofang sneered. "If you're so confident, why don't you dare admit you have connections with the Zhao family?"

"It's okay if you don't want to talk. I have plenty of ways to make you talk when we get back to the Shadow Martial Arts Hall!"

"Let's do it!"

Feng Shuofang drew his sword and took the lead in attacking. The other members of the Shadow Martial Hall then surrounded and blocked all possible escape routes for Yu Jinxiao.

Feng Shuofang brought only eighteen people this time, but they were all elites, the weakest of whom were experts at the Acquired Realm.

Nearly half of them are innate realm experts like him. In terms of martial arts cultivation alone, they are more than qualified to be sent down to a branch hall as a branch hall master!

Feng Shuofang's three-foot-long sword, imbued with fierce energy, hurtled straight at Jinxiao's face.

Yu Jinxiao remained calm and composed, though his dark eyes narrowed slightly and a faint smile played on his lips.

"boom--"

His eerie aura surged, and a tombstone behind him suddenly "jumped" up and shot towards Feng Shuofang.

Feng Shuofang felt a chill run down his spine and had no choice but to temporarily abandon Yu Jinxiao's return to defense.

The tombstone was cleaved in two by a single sword strike. Just as Feng Shuofang was about to attack again, another tombstone crashed down upon him, followed by a third, a fourth...

The other members of the Shadow Martial Hall were in the same situation, all dodging and weaving in a sorry state.

Feng Shuofang seemed to realize something; they had been tricked, and Yu Jinxiao had deliberately led them here!

He hadn't figured out how Yu Jinxiao had done it, but he noticed something: Yu Jinxiao seemed to be able to use the eerie atmosphere of the cemetery to launch an attack.

He didn't know exactly how to do it. Could there really be such a thing as ghostly energy?

The cultivation techniques practiced by the people of the Withered Heart Ghost Sect are truly bizarre!

Feng Shuofang felt a chill run down his spine. Yu Jinxiao had deliberately lured them here, and combined with what he had just said, could he really be confident that he could kill them all?

As he dodged the attacks from the tombstones, his mind raced. Then a scream rang out, followed by a series of screams that seemed to spread like wildfire.

The other members of Shadow Martial Hall thought they would be fine as long as they dodged the tombstone, but after the tombstone brushed past them, it suddenly spun around and flew back!

Caught off guard, those who reacted slowly were hit in the back and coughed up blood.

Those who weren't hit by the attack, including Feng Shuofang, stared wide-eyed. This was truly outrageous. What was this? Using an imperial stele against an enemy?

If it were just two or three tombstones, Feng Shuofang could control it, but doing so would be extremely costly and far less efficient than attacking with a sword or bare hands. It would be completely impractical except for showing off!

But the fact that Yu Jinxiao could control so many tombstones at the same time with such ease and fluidity was truly astonishing.

"Shadow Martial Hall, nothing special!"

Yu Jinxiao slowly raised his hand, and a withered finger pointed at Feng Shuofang from a distance.

There was no earth-shattering power, only a wisp of dark light piercing through the air, heading straight for Feng Shuofang's heart.

Feng Shuofang realized the gravity of the situation and was greatly alarmed.

He quickly drew his sword and held it horizontally in front of him, while simultaneously activating his protective qi to its maximum.

The moment that wisp of black light touched the sword, Yu Jinxiao's figure also arrived nearby.

"bite--"

The longsword in Feng Shuofang's hand snapped in two, its fragments scattering everywhere.

Yu Jinxiao's finger continued its momentum, striking Feng Shuofang's protective aura. It was only slightly hindered, and the protective aura melted instantly, like ice and snow meeting a red-hot iron block.

The withered fingers stopped an inch from Feng Shuofang's heart, but the ray of black light pierced through his chest.

Feng Shuofang's pupils contracted rapidly, then slowly dilated again, his life force rapidly fading away. "Grandmaster..."

"You...you're actually a Grandmaster!"

"Quick, run away..."

At this moment, he knew very well that there was no way they could be a match for Yu Jinxiao. With his last bit of strength, he reminded his companions that they should try to escape as many as possible.

Yu Jinxiao is too dangerous. If we can't get the message back, many more disciples of the Shadow Martial Hall will likely fall victim to his poisonous acts in the future!

"Master Feng!"

The others in the Shadow Martial Hall were all shocked to see Feng Shuofang vomit a mouthful of black blood.

Even Feng Shuofang, who was at the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm, couldn't withstand Yu Jinxiao's single finger strike. They all realized what kind of opponent they were facing.