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Driven by the instinct to survive, Zhou Yi's eyes flashed with madness. He suddenly used his left index finger, which was covered in his own blood, to stab himself hard between the eyebrows.

"Borrow the power of heaven and earth!" Zhou Yi roared hoarsely.

Chen Yue was about to step forward when he suddenly paused, staring at Zhou Yi's brow, his vigilance rising sharply.

He always maintained the utmost caution towards the martial arts of this world, especially those unorthodox and secret techniques. Who knew if this seemingly desperate fellow might have some sinister method of mutual destruction?

Just as Chen Yue was slightly taken aback...

"Whoosh!"

Zhou Yi used all his strength to leap to the side and back, grabbed the wall next to him with one arm, and nimbly flipped into the neighboring courtyard.

After landing, he endured the excruciating pain in his right shoulder and fled for his life without looking back!

Chen Yue's eye twitched slightly, realizing he was intimidated by the other party's bizarre behavior before death, but that was irrelevant.

With the Floating Light and Shadow Technique running at full power, the terrifying power of the perfected movement technique was truly revealed. Chen Yue's figure flickered and he appeared under the low wall.

With a light tap of his toes on the wall, he swept into the courtyard like a roc. His gaze swept across the room and locked onto the back of Zhou Yi, who was fleeing in panic.

With two steps, Chen Yue had already caught up to less than ten feet behind Zhou Yi, the sound of his clothes rustling in the wind clearly audible.

Zhou Yi felt a chilling aura instantly approaching from behind and couldn't help but glance back. He saw Chen Yue moving like lightning, even faster than when the three of them had been chasing him, and his demeanor was much more composed.

"He...didn't even use his full strength just now?" A thought flashed through Zhou Yi's mind, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

It turns out that the other party never really intended to escape from the beginning. The so-called escape towards the Chen family was just a strategy to lure them into scattering or to find a more remote place to strike.

The enemy's plan has always been to counterattack and annihilate the entire enemy force!

Despair surged into his heart, but like a cornered beast, Zhou Yi roared, forcibly suppressing his fear. He mustered all his strength in his right arm, turned around, and with a fierce momentum, slashed his long sword at Chen Yue's neck, who had caught up behind him.

Chen Yue slightly raised his eyelids, raised the long sword in his hand, and gently flicked it.

"Clang—Pfft!"

Amidst the clang of metal on metal and the muffled thud of blades piercing flesh, Zhou Yi's desperate strike was easily deflected by Chen Yue. Chen Yue's longsword, however, continued its momentum, the blade descending and striking Zhou Yi's right shoulder.

"what!"

Zhou Yi let out a bloodcurdling scream as the long knife pierced through his flesh and embedded itself deeply in his shoulder blade, blood gushing out and instantly staining half of his body red.

The long sword clattered to the ground, and Zhou Yi was thrown back by the force of the impact. His face was ashen, and cold sweat poured down his forehead. His eyes were filled with boundless fear and pleading as he looked at Chen Yue.

Chen Yue stepped forward, his left hand flashing out like an iron clamp, his five fingers closing tightly and gripping Zhou Yi's neck, lifting him up so that his feet were slightly off the ground.

"Uh...ha..."

Zhou Yi's face instantly turned from white to red, his eyes bulged, and he made a choking sound in his throat. He tried in vain to pry open Chen Yue's fingers, but they felt as if they were cast in steel and wouldn't budge.

Just as he felt his eyeballs were about to burst, the force gripping his neck suddenly shifted.

"Bang!"

Chen Yue slammed the nearly suffocating Zhou Yi onto the ground like a sack of potatoes. Zhou Yi curled up, coughing and gagging violently, feeling as if his body was about to fall apart.

Chen Yue thrust his long sword forward, the cold tip of which landed steadily on Zhou Yi's forehead, precisely where Zhou Yi had just made his feigned surprise.

A drop of dark red blood slowly condensed on the tip of the knife, about to drip but not yet.

"Who sent you?"

Chen Yue's voice was calm and even, yet it carried a chilling undercurrent in the silent courtyard. "Why are you targeting me alone?"

Zhou Yi gasped for breath, raised his head, and looked at the knife tip so close to him, and the young but cold face behind it.

The fear of impending death subsided somewhat, replaced by a cold despair and numbness. He knew he was doomed today.

"Ha...cough cough..."

Zhou Yi coughed up several mouthfuls of bloody saliva, a cruel yet slightly manic smile appearing on his face. "Whether I tell you or not, in the end, it's all the same—I'll die. So... why should I tell you?"

He was making a last-ditch effort, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

Chen Yue looked into Zhou Yi's eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "You said you would cripple your martial arts and spare your life."

Zhou Yi's pupils contracted slightly. "Cripple his martial arts, and spare his life?"

If Chen Yue had only said "I'll let you go," he would never have believed it; that would have been too unbelievable. But the condition of "cripple your martial arts and then spare your life"... actually sounded a little more believable.

A yearning for life, like wild grass, rekindled in Zhou Yi's dormant heart. He stared intently at Chen Yue: "How can you guarantee it? If I tell you, and you go back on your word..."

"I can't guarantee that."

Chen Yue interrupted him, his tone still calm, "You have no choice but to gamble, gamble that I keep my word. Or... don't gamble, and you die right now!"

The tip of the knife extended slightly forward, piercing the skin between Zhou Yi's eyebrows, and a warm line of blood meandered down.

Zhou Yi's body trembled violently, and the struggle in his eyes was like boiling water. Was it to die immediately, or to gamble on that tiny glimmer of hope?

"I...I'll talk!"

Zhou Yi hissed, as if using all his strength, "We come from the Divine Flame Sect, a sect teeming with experts and countless powerful figures... Ah!"

He tried one last time to leverage his position and increase his leverage, but before he could finish speaking, Chen Yue's knife tip mercilessly pierced his brow, the intense pain causing him to let out a short scream.

"Get to the point." Chen Yue's voice was as cold as iron, without the slightest fluctuation.

Zhou Yi was trembling with pain and dared not try any more tricks.

"We've taken you back to feed you to the alchemy monsters!"

He originally intended to only say that he was capturing Chen Yue to refine pills, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he realized that instead of capturing Lin Quan, who had better skills, he was specifically targeting Chen Yue, a low-level alchemist. The reason of refining pills simply did not make sense.

So, steeling himself, he revealed the truth.

"A mysterious alchemy practice?"

Chen Yue's eyes suddenly narrowed. Was it related to the supernatural?

He suppressed the chill rising in his heart and continued to press, "Was it you who raided Huichun Hall last time and kidnapped three alchemists?"

"Yes!" Zhou Yi endured the stinging pain between his eyebrows, daring not to conceal anything.

"Then why did you break into my yard last time and start hacking at me with knives without saying a word?" Chen Yue asked, voicing a question that had been bothering him for a long time.

This time, Zhou Yi didn't hesitate and said directly, "Because Li Lie wants you dead, he specifically instructed that you be killed directly."

Li Lie!

Chen Yue suddenly felt enlightened, and many details that he couldn't understand before instantly connected.

"Was today's incident also a collaboration between Li Lie and you from the inside? Did he use an excuse to leave the pharmacy to create an opportunity for you?" Chen Yue's voice was emotionless, but his eyes were sharp as knives.