Uncle Nine: Starting with double pupils, he turned his master into a zombie.

Wang Yongfu looked dazed and stiffly turned his head.

What came into view was a pair of slightly narrowed double pupils.

The mockery in his words was self-evident!

"What...what do you want?"

"Who sent you? Spare my life, and I'll pay you double!"

So close, Wang Yongfu could even clearly smell the blood on Li Yu's body!

That bastard... he probably killed my entire family, including my servants and guards!

Despite being terrified, Wang Yongfu forced himself to remain calm and spoke.

Right now, all he can think about is getting rid of this two-eyed bastard first, and then asking the master to cut him into a thousand pieces!

"What do I want?"

Seeing that Li Yu seemed to be thinking, Wang Yongfu's eyes lit up.

It seems... I can survive!

"What I want, it seems you can't give me."

As they were talking, a delicate and adorable little paper figure crawled out of Wang Yongfu's collar and hopped into Li Yu's sleeve.

Upon seeing this, Wang Yongfu's eyes widened, and he couldn't utter a single complete word for a long time.

"You...you're a cultivator?!"

Li Yu narrowed his eyes, his mocking expression deepening.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang, you guessed right!"

Instantly, Wang Yongfu turned ashen-faced, looking as if he had lost his mother!

"No...you can't kill me! If you kill me, the master won't let you get away with it!"

"You're all cultivators, you should all know each other, right?"

"Maybe the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple; it's all a misunderstanding!"

"........."

Looking at Wang Yongfu, whose expression was becoming increasingly crazed and who had begun to ramble incoherently.

The playful look in Li Yu's eyes faded, replaced by impatience.

This is pointless. Is this what it means to be mentally unstable?

Clatter!

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out!

Li Yu reached out and crushed his jaw with his large hand!

Even the tongue inside had turned into rotten flesh!

"Waaaaaah!!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream of pain rang out.

At that moment, Wang Yongfu burst into tears, his face contorted in pain.

It hurts...it hurts so much!

But he couldn't utter a single word, only vague and hoarse syllables!

"Master Wang, why are you crying?"

"Are you thinking about your wife and kids?"

"Don't worry, I'll take you down to see them right away!"

Li Yu released Wang Yongfu, letting him fall to the ground.

Thump...

Wang Yongfu looked at Li Yu, who stood high above him with cold indifference in his double pupils, and shook his head frantically, making muffled sounds, probably begging for mercy...

However, the only response he received was an ever-growing shoe sole!

boom! ! !

When the melon ripens and falls to the ground, yellow and white substances splatter everywhere!

Li Yu stepped over the headless corpse with an expressionless face and pushed open the door of the ancestral hall.

For some reason, seeing what Master Wang did always reminded him of that old fellow, Wang Zhengyang.

Subconsciously, I acted a little too roughly.

It's truly... such a sin!

I, Li Yu, am of pure and kind nature. How could I possibly be so cruel?

It's all that old bastard Wang Zhengyang's fault!

Upon entering the ancestral hall, they fiddled with the memorial tablet of Wang Yongfu's father.

Bang.....

The passageway reopened, and Li Yu stepped onto the descending stairs.

An underground chamber.

Looking at the reopened passage.

The man picked up the child, but paused just as he was about to strike. He frowned, and his tone revealed obvious displeasure.

"Is there anything else?"

Pat-pat...

There was no reply, only the sound of footsteps.

A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in the man's heart.

Slowly putting the child down, the man tensed up, ready to flee!

That's right, even if he was cornered at his lair, his first thought was still to run away!

Gou Dao has finally figured him out!

A moment later, the owner of the footsteps appeared.

A young man, exuding both noble birth and sinister aura, appeared!

Instantly, the man's pupils contracted, filled with shock!

This...this is double pupils?!

Such extraordinary phenomena of sainthood actually exist?!

Sensing the aura of the eighth level of Qi Refining emanating from Li Yu, the man relaxed a little.

Their level of understanding is similar to mine, so it's not a big problem.

If you can't beat them, you can at least run away!

However, due to the presence of double pupils, the man remained cautious.

"My name is Yu Yao. May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?"

Looking at the burly man in front of him with great interest, Li Yu spoke without any politeness.

"Who are you two fellow cultivators?"

"You lowly demonic cultivators and heretics dare to call yourselves fellow Daoists with us, the noble ones of the unorthodox path?!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yao's face immediately darkened.

Damn it, we demonic cultivators and evil practitioners are disliked, but you unorthodox sects are fine?

Upon learning this information, Yu Yao's heart sank.

There's no other reason than that the phrase "unorthodox methods" is a headache no matter where you look!

Unorthodox methods, how to describe this stuff... in a word, it's a mess!

These four short words are incredibly comprehensive!

Some techniques are more righteous than the righteous path! Some methods are more evil than the evil path!

Some of these spells are so bizarre they're terrifying!

Just like these magical techniques, so too do those who practice unorthodox methods.

The virtuous are far more magnificent and righteous than those from prestigious and righteous families!

The wicked are even more lawless, and even demonic cultivators would shout "It's evil!"

Of course, the majority of them are those who fall somewhere between good and evil, acting based on their own preferences and interests.

In short, this group is absolutely the one that no one in the cultivation world wants to encounter the most, even those in unorthodox sects!

The righteous path would rather encounter the demonic path, and the demonic path would rather encounter the righteous path, than get entangled with these things.

Of course, anyone can use unorthodox methods, except for family members!

Those who practice unorthodox methods are incredibly complex!

At this moment, Yu Yao already had the idea of ​​running away, but looking at those unconscious children, he couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave.

What Yu Yao didn't know was that his current situation perfectly matched the words he had spoken.

Greed is always a harbinger of death!

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, from which sacred mountain and blessed land did you receive your master?"

Yu Yao had already made up his mind that if this bastard with two pupils had a powerful background, he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

But what if one is a lone cultivator, or doesn't have a strong backer...?

I, Yu Yao, am not someone to be bullied!

I haven't even had a chance to properly care for these kids yet, how can I just abandon them like this!

Faced with Yao's calculating question, Li Yu did not refuse to answer.

"As for mentorship..."

"What was my dear master's nickname back in the day?"

"I've got it, Old Man of White Bones!"

Yu Yao's brain started working furiously, and soon he found the answer!

The skeletal old man who disappeared more than a decade ago?

Wang Zhengyang?!

At this moment, Yu Yao felt confident.

He admitted that the old man with the white bones was fierce, even terrifyingly so!

They'd fight to the death at the slightest provocation, and without a word, a giant skeletal hand would slam down—who wouldn't be terrified!

If Wang Zhengyang were in his presence, he guaranteed he would turn around and leave without saying a word.

There had been no news for over a decade. I thought he had passed away. Even if that old guy hadn't broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, he was still someone I couldn't afford to mess with.

But one of his disciples?

We're evenly matched, and I've practiced for so many more years than you, why would I be afraid of you?!

However, given Wang Zhengyang's reputation for being like a mad dog, Yu Yao still asked a question with caution.

"May I ask where my master is?"

A barrage of questions completely exhausted Li Yu's patience.

"A vile and evil cultivator is a vile and evil cultivator, stop talking nonsense!"

"What, you miss my master and want to see him?"

These words immediately made Yu Yao hard... and his fist hardened!

Damn it, you call someone a lowly, heretical cultivator?

Do you really think you're superior?

Even a clay figure has some temper, let alone him!

Even the way of the wicked is not the way of the king!

Moreover, this bastard's words clearly show that his master, the White Bone Elder, isn't here, so what is he afraid of!

"You little brat, you're asking for it!!!"