My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

Ye Xunhuan knew that there would be many traps and obstacles along the way.

But he didn't expect that old man Mo Xuan had been watching him from the dark room all along.

His every move was under the control of that old bastard Mo Xuan.

Ye Xunhuan felt very uncomfortable being watched.

"Hey old man, why are you staring at your grandpa like that? Are you envious or jealous?"

As he spoke, Ye Xunhuan didn't forget to give the middle finger, and then rotated it 180 degrees from top to bottom.

"You despicable brat! You despicable brat!" The synthesized electronic voice from the loudspeaker was filled with intense anger.

This made Ye Xunhuan extremely happy.

"Haha, you old cripple, you're getting angry already? You've got no tolerance for this!!"

"When we really fight later, I'll completely crush you. Won't that infuriate you?"

In their battle of wits, Ye Xunhuan emerged victorious.

Enraged, Mo Xuan slammed the microphone to the ground, panting heavily.

With a lollipop and a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, Ye Xunhuan walked with his hands behind his back toward the numerous checkpoints.

He kept muttering to himself along the way.

This run-down factory has so many side streets, with a corner to the left and an alley to the right. If his second senior sister hadn't drawn a map beforehand, he might have really gotten lost in circles.

Fortunately, he was clever; he folded the route map into a small piece of paper and tucked it into his sleeve, glancing at it every few steps, knowing no one would see him.

It's not shameful.

They continued on their way, breaking through enemy formations as they went, leaving behind piles of Youge assassins lying on the ground—at least seventy or eighty of them.

It's been less than ten minutes since I entered the room.

With a lollipop in his mouth, Ye Xunhuan finally stood at the entrance of the deepest finished product workshop.

The huge roller shutter door was half-drawn, and the inside was dark and cold, with a faint smell of medicine mixed in.

That was the smell of poison from the Netherworld.

He raised an eyebrow, reached out and lifted the roller shutter, then bent down and went inside.

The workshop was bigger than he had imagined, and the overhead lights flickered on and off, emitting a buzzing sound.

In the very center, there was a cylindrical glass dome more than two meters tall, completely transparent and frighteningly thick, like a giant incubation chamber.

Inside the glass enclosure, a person was lying.

It was none other than Ye Xunhuan's fiancée—

Su Qingyuan.

She was wearing a beige business suit, so she must have been at work when she was kidnapped.

Her hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks, her eyes were tightly closed, and her face was as pale as paper. She lay motionless on the soft cushion at the bottom of the glass dome, looking lifeless.

Ye Xunhuan suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The lollipop in my mouth stopped spinning.

The carefree, joking demeanor he had just displayed vanished without a trace in an instant.

His narrow eyes narrowed, a chilling aura surging within them.

The temperature around me suddenly dropped, and even the air seemed to freeze.

He walked over step by step, stood in front of the glass dome, and gently touched the cold glass with his fingertips.

Through the thick glass, he could clearly see Su Qingyuan's slightly furrowed brows, as if she were having a nightmare and sleeping very restlessly.

"Old thief Mo Xuan."

Ye Xunhuan spoke, his voice low and devoid of his previous nonchalant tone, now carrying a chilling coldness that echoed through the empty workshop.

"After hiding for twenty years, you've learned to use women as bait? You've really made Yaowang Valley proud."

As soon as he finished speaking, the loudspeakers around the workshop suddenly started blaring.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse, sinister laugh echoed throughout the workshop.

"Hehehe... Ye Xunhuan, you truly deserve to be called a genius that Medicine King Valley has only seen once in a century. You broke in so quickly, three minutes faster than I expected."

It was Mo Xuan's voice.

Ye Xunhuan raised his eyes, glanced at the flashing camera in the corner of the wall, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

"Old cripple, too scared to show your face? Hiding behind the cameras playing tricks. Weren't you pretty brave back when you stole the 'Medicine King's Sutra'?"

"A sharp-tongued brat." Mo Xuan's voice turned cold.

"Kid, don't be so quick to talk."

"Can you see the glass dome in front of you clearly?"

"Inside is the vaporized form of the Nine Netherworld Poison, which I spent twenty years refining. It is colorless and odorless, and it will corrode upon contact and kill upon inhalation."

"No matter how skilled you are in medicine or how strong your internal energy is, you won't be able to break this specially made bulletproof glass in a short time."

He paused here, his tone revealing an undisguised malice.

"Now, you have two choices."

"First, throw me the half of the Medicine King's Secret Map you have, and then hand over the other half of the 'Medicine King's Scripture.' I'll immediately shut off the poison gas and let your woman leave safely."

"second."

Mo Xuan chuckled sinisterly, "If you turn around and leave now, I'll spare your life."

"However... your beautiful wife will be slowly corroded by the poison gas inside, her meridians will be broken, her internal organs will rot into a puddle of water, and she will die a gruesome death."

"Young Master Ye, please choose."

"Do you want your Medicine King's Manual, your grand ambitions, or... your woman?"

After listening, Ye Xunhuan suddenly laughed.

He took two steps back, still holding a lollipop in his mouth, and crossed his arms, as if he had heard some incredible joke.

"Mo Xuan, have you been hiding in that cave for twenty years? Has it damaged your brain?"

He scoffed, his tone full of disdain.

"What's so great about the Medicine King Sutra? I could recite the whole thing backwards when I was three. Why would I need half a broken map?"

"But you," he changed the subject, tapping the glass dome with his fingertip, making a dull thud.

"You're using my woman to threaten me."

"Didn't you ask around when you came to Jiangcheng? Is it true that my woman, Ye Xunhuan's woman, is untouchable?"

"If you lay a finger on her head, I'll tear down your entire Ghost Pavilion; if you hurt her even a little, I'll make you, Mo Xuan, and the Ghost Council behind you pay back a hundredfold, a thousandfold."

His tone was light and casual, but every word he spoke was like a shard of ice, chilling one to the bone.

"A cowardly rat who doesn't know his own mortality."

Mo Xuan snorted coldly, "I'd like to see whether your mouth is tougher or this glass cover is tougher."

"Let's see if you can still laugh after your woman dies from the poison."

"Old man Mo Xuan, I advise you to release her; that way, you'll die a quicker death."

Ye Xunhuan had just finished speaking.

"Click—"

A crisp mechanical sound rang out.

On the control panel on the side of the glass dome, a red button suddenly popped up automatically.

Immediately afterwards, the vent at the top of the glass dome slowly rotated, and wisps of pale green mist began to seep into the glass dome through the vent.

The poison gas has begun to be released.

Inside the glass dome, Su Qingyuan seemed to instantly feel excruciating pain.

Her long eyelashes trembled violently, her brows furrowed tightly, her lips turned bluish-purple at a visible speed, her chest heaved violently, her breathing became rapid and weak, and her face showed an extremely painful expression.

The smile on Ye Xunhuan's face vanished instantly.

He snapped the lollipop in his mouth to pieces with a "crunch," the sweet orange flavor exploding in his mouth, but it couldn't suppress the surging anger in his heart.

In his narrow eyes, the killing intent almost solidified.

He stared at the camera, his voice low and icy.

At the same time, his face grew colder and colder.

"Good advice is useless to a damned fool."

"Mo Xuan, you... will die a terrible death."