One person: Lu family bodyguard, who shattered Longhu Mountain with a single palm strike.

Zhuge Qing listened to Wang Ye's words, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

A wave of lingering fear washed over me.

"Old Wang, thank you."

Zhuge Qing sighed softly and shook his head.

"This time, I really did lose my mind."

As a descendant of the Wuhou School, Zhuge Qing knew better than anyone how terrifying the news Lin Mo had just released was.

They dared to assassinate the head of NaDuTong's South China region, and even succeeded.

If this matter gets out, the entire world of supernatural beings will be shaken up.

What Zhuge Qing found most absurd was that Ma Xianhong had actually brought this enormous trouble into the village.

"This Ma Xianhong is quite an extraordinary person," Zhuge Qing sighed.

He glanced at the lush woods outside the courtyard gate.

"Knowing that taking in Chen Duo was going against the company, he actually dared to hide her."

"To be honest, this village chief is incredibly loyal; he dared to take on such a mess."

Although Zhuge Qing made this assessment verbally, he felt no gratitude towards Ma Xianhong at that moment.

He came to this dilapidated village only for one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills: the Divine Hundred Refinements.

Who would have thought that such a huge bomb was hidden beneath this seemingly peaceful village?

If Lin Mo and Wang hadn't arrived, if he had seen Ma Xianhong's martial arts techniques today...

Then Zhuge Qing will inevitably be completely bound to this sinking, broken ship.

Thinking of this, another layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhuge Qing's back.

"Brother Lin Mo." Zhuge Qing turned his head, his eyes filled with urgency.

"Since things are so complicated, shouldn't we leave as soon as possible?"

Seeing Zhuge Qing's obviously flustered appearance, Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh.

He casually picked up a water glass from the small table next to him and took a leisurely sip.

"This guy was so focused on the Eight Extraordinary Techniques before, we couldn't stop him."

Lin Mo thought to himself, "What do you mean?"

"Now you're scared? Why didn't you say so earlier? You're such a stubborn person."

However, Lin Mo did not say these words aloud. He simply put down his water glass and smiled casually.

"I'm not in a hurry to leave," Lin Mo said.

He turned his head and glanced at Lu Linglong beside him.

"I plan to stay here with Linglong for a few more days to see what's going on," Lin Mo said, raising an eyebrow. "If you want to see it, you can stay and watch with us."

Zhuge Qing was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Brother Lin, what's the excitement here?" Zhuge Qing asked.

Lin Mo tapped his knee lightly twice with his long, slender fingers.

"Of course, it's the liveliness of Biyou Village itself that's the highlight." Lin Mo's lips curled into a playful smile.

"You two have only just arrived, so you probably haven't realized what's so special about this village yet," Lin Mo reminded him.

"If I hadn't arrived early today, Ma Xianhong would have already been ready to give you the inside scoop."

"He will definitely show you what his village is all about."

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, Wang Ye frowned deeply.

Wang also knew very well that although Lin Mo was usually casual, he would never speak without a purpose.

Since Lin Mo said the village was strange, it must be hiding some even more terrifying secret.

Zhuge Qing also fell into deep thought.

He quickly replayed the scenes he had seen after entering the village in his mind.

"Strange..." Zhuge Qing muttered to himself.

There was something definitely off about this village, but for a moment he couldn't quite grasp the key point.

Just then, Wang Ye suddenly slapped his thigh.

"An extraordinary person!" Wang Ye's voice rose a few decibels.

Wang Ye looked at Lin Mo, his eyes filled with shock.

"It seems like everyone in this village is an extraordinary person!" Wang Ye said quickly.

"That village chief Ma Xianhong, and those people with superior innate abilities who just came out, they are all blatantly exposing their supernatural abilities."

"But the ordinary villagers who did farm work didn't find any of this strange at all."

Upon hearing Wang Ye's analysis, Zhuge Qing felt as if he had been enlightened and instantly understood.

"Yes, that's the strangest thing!" Zhuge Qing immediately chimed in.

He looked at Lin Mo and asked tentatively.

"Could it be that this Biyou Village is actually a privately organized organization of supernatural beings?"

Lin Mo shook his head, directly denying the guess.

"No," Lin Mo said.

He pointed out the direction outside the village. "Think back carefully, aren't the accents of the villagers in this village all different?"

"Didn't you realize they looked like they came from all over the world?"

Zhuge Qing recalled the farmer he had met at the village entrance earlier; he did indeed have an accent from another region.

"It seems that's indeed the case." Zhuge Qing nodded.

Immediately afterwards, his expression changed.

"That shouldn't be the case!" Zhuge Qing's cheek twitched. "If that's the case, doesn't it mean..."

Wang Ye immediately picked up where he left off, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.

"Doesn't that mean that Biyou Village is openly exposing the existence of superhumans to ordinary people?" Wang Ye said through gritted teeth.

"Moreover, Ma Xianhong turned all the ordinary people who came from all over the country into superhumans?!"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Lin Mo smiled and nodded as he looked at the two of them, whose worldviews had been turned upside down.

Lu Linglong, who was standing next to her, rested her chin on her hands and chimed in with a grin.

"Wow, you two are really smart, you guessed it right away," Lu Linglong praised.

However, upon hearing Lin Mo and Lu Linglong's admission, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing both gasped in shock.

"Hiss... Goodness." Wang Ye couldn't help but rub his temples.

He felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.

"This is far more serious than accepting, protecting, or murdering the head of the All-Tong regional office," Wang Ye said with a wry smile, looking at Zhuge Qing.

"Old Qing, this time you owe me your life."

Zhuge Qing couldn't even manage a bitter smile; his lips were trembling uncontrollably.

The population red line is an absolute taboo in the entire world of supernatural beings and even in the All-Knowing Company.

Ma Xianhong is recklessly pushing the boundaries of the company, and he's practically dancing on those boundaries.

If the company finds out, even if the entire Wuhou Sect were to mobilize, they wouldn't be able to protect him, the successor who mistakenly entered the den of thieves.

Seeing how frightened the two looked, Lin Mo laughed heartily.

"Look at you cowards." Lin Mo waved his hand. "The people the company sent to handle this should arrive in less than two days."

"I'm going to watch this big show closely then," Lin Mo said, leaning back in his chair with anticipation.

Lu Linglong also raised her hand, excitedly echoing, "I want to take a good look too!"

However, Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing were at a loss for words.

Let whoever wants to watch this kind of head-splitting spectacle go.

"Brother Lin." Wang Ye rubbed his hands together, putting on a fawning smile.

"Could we just leave this place and not watch this commotion?"

"Of course," Lin Mo replied readily.

Wang Ye had just breathed a sigh of relief when Lin Mo's next words froze him in place.

"However, you'll have to pay first." Lin Mo held up one finger and shook it.

"Because I did come here this time, incidentally, to rescue you."

Lin Mo looked at Wang Ye as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"If you leave now, you'll have to pay this money." Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"If you want to stay longer, you'll still have to pay this fee."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye's lips twitched violently, and he felt as if his heart was bleeding.

Ten million! Just like that, it's gone down the drain.

But the thought that staying here might mean losing his life, Wang could only grit his teeth and accept his fate.

Zhuge Qing lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

Wang Ye stood up, dusted himself off, and looked at Zhuge Qing.

"Alright, Lao Qing," Wang Ye sighed.

"I'll pay Brother Lin," Wang Ye said generously, waving his hand. "Let's get out of here quickly and not get involved in this mess."

As Wang Ye spoke, he prepared to grab Zhuge Qing's arm.

However, Zhuge Qing did not move.

He remained silent for a long while before slowly raising his head.

"Old Wang, I want to stay." Zhuge Qing's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear.

Wang Ye's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and he wondered if he had misheard.

He looked at Zhuge Qing sitting on the bench.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Wang Ye asked, his face filled with disbelief. "Are you out of your mind? You still want to stay at a time like this?"

Zhuge Qing met Wang Ye's gaze with a calm expression.

"I don't want to join Biyou Village," Zhuge Qing explained.

"But I am indeed very interested in the excitement that Brother Lin mentioned."

Zhuge Qing paused, then turned his gaze to Lin Mo, who was sitting opposite him watching the show.

"Besides, didn't Brother Lin Mo say that he would guarantee our safe departure?" Zhuge Qing smiled slightly.

"Then I trust Brother Lin's assurance and ability."

"I'm thinking of staying and watching this lively scene."

On the surface, Zhuge Qing spoke in a grand and dignified manner.

But in reality, his heart was in turmoil, filled with unbearable pain.

He never let go of his obsession with the Eight Extraordinary Skills and his desire for the Divine Craftsmanship.

Ever since he was defeated by Wang Ye using the Feng Hou Qi Men technique at the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, that sense of defeat has become his inner demon.

Zhuge Qing knew very well that he was now stuck in a quagmire.

If this inner demon is not completely resolved, and if we don't see with our own eyes just how amazing the Eight Extraordinary Skills really are...

He will never be able to accept his failure in his lifetime, and his cultivation will forever stagnate.

So even knowing that there was a cliff ahead, he couldn't control his urge to take a step forward.

Looking at Zhuge Qing's nonchalant attitude, Wang Ye felt a surge of anger.

He rushed forward and grabbed Zhuge Qing by the collar of his blue trench coat.

Wang Ye used his arm strength to lift Zhuge Qing off the bench.

"At a time like this, are you still thinking about his Eight Extraordinary Techniques?" Wang Ye asked through gritted teeth.

Faced with Wang Ye's anger, Zhuge Qing showed no intention of resisting.

He straightened up with Wang Ye's help, only slightly turning his face to avoid Wang Ye's angry gaze.

"It's alright, Lao Wang," Zhuge Qing said softly.

"This is my own choice, you don't need to worry about me, just leave."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye was so angry that his teeth itched.

Looking at Zhuge Qing's unyielding face, he felt an urge to punch him directly.

But in the end, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Wang Ye suddenly released his grip and pushed Zhuge Qing away.

Zhuge Qing staggered and fell back onto the bench, straightening his somewhat disheveled collar.

Wang Ye stood still, hands on his hips, his chest heaving violently.

He looked up at the gray sky and exhaled a long breath.

"Okay." Wang nodded resignedly.

"I owe you," Wang Ye said angrily, plopping back down on the bench. "Then I'll stay and waste my time with you."

Seeing the sudden conflict between the two, Lu Linglong, sitting opposite them, looked puzzled.

She tilted her head, looking at Wang Ye, then at Zhuge Qing.

"No, what's wrong with you two?" Lu Linglong asked curiously.

"If Zhuge Qing wants to stay, Master Wang, you can just leave. Why do you still say you owe Zhuge Qing?" Lu Linglong was very puzzled.

Upon hearing Lu Linglong's question, Wang Ye fell silent.

He glanced at Zhuge Qing, who was sitting beside him with his eyes lowered, out of the corner of his eye, his expression complex.

Wang Ye raised his hand and irritably rubbed his messy hair.

After a long while, he couldn't help but give a bitter laugh, his voice filled with helplessness and self-blame.

"He's become like this because of me."

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