The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Iron Abacus's face changed completely.

He was a seasoned veteran of the underworld, and he could tell at a glance that this chubby little guy was no good... The force of that swing was something even he might not have been able to withstand.

He rattled the abacus in his hand, making a jarring sound: "Hey... kid, what the hell are you releasing?"

Shen Yifei glanced down at the Earth Spirit, then looked up at the Iron Abacus with a smile: "Your precious thing is specially designed to beat you up, isn't it amazing? Anyone else want to rob us? Come on... try it one by one!"

"You... what exactly are you?" Tie Suanpan's voice changed.

The earth spirit tilted its head, thought seriously for a moment, and then answered solemnly, "I am your ancestor."

Iron Abacus: "Ancestors..."

"Yes!" the earth spirit answered crisply.

Shen Yifei burst into laughter.

He squatted down and patted the earth spirit's head: "Little ancestor, who did you learn this from?"

The earth spirit pointed at Shen Yifei: "It's what the little baby in your belly said: I am your ancestor."

The chubby boy pointed to everyone around him with his finger, including Shen Yifei.

Shen Yifei quickly grasped his hand, "Alright, alright, you're my little darling. You watch the show later, I'll clean up the rest!"

Upon hearing this, the earth spirit chuckled and stepped back behind Shen Yifei, clapping his chubby little hands twice. "Watching the excitement is great! Watching the excitement is great! I love watching the excitement the most!"

Iron Abacus watched the two people, one big and one small, chatting in front of him, seemingly not taking them seriously at all. His eyelids twitched a few times, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

"Kid," Iron Abacus said, forcing a smile, rattling the abacus in his hand, "I'm giving you one last piece of advice: hand over your valuables, and we'll go our separate ways. I, Old Iron, am a man of some standing, even on the brink of death, and I don't want to push things too far..."

Before she could finish speaking, the lecherous man with puffy eyes behind her couldn't hold back any longer. His eyes darted around Liu Mengli, and drool was practically dripping down his chest. "Dude, why are you wasting your breath arguing with him? Even if this kid has some skills, can't four of us Ghost King Realm experts handle him?"

"Exactly!" The fat man carrying the wine gourd patted his belly. "I, Old Wine, was invincible in life, and even in death, I wasn't afraid of anyone!"

Although his temper wasn't flaring up, he still managed to stammer, "Iron...Iron..., give...me...revenge!"

Tie Suanpan took a deep breath, suppressing the unease in his heart.

He was a seasoned veteran, and he knew that he was now in a difficult situation.

Four old ghosts at the Ghost King level were surrounding a young man. If people knew, a few words from him would scare them away. How would Iron Calculations survive in the Gates of Hell after that?

Tie Suanpan shouted, "Go!"

At his command, the three of them rushed out at the same time.

With a whoosh, the iron abacus in Tie Suanpan's hand scattered, and more than a dozen abacus beads transformed into more than a dozen black streaks of light, crashing down on Shen Yifei.

The fat man carrying the gourd shouted and pulled out the stopper. A stream of black water gushed out of the gourd, transforming into a huge black python that opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Shen Yifei.

Meanwhile, the one with puffy eyes went off to deal with Liu Mengli.

Everyone has their own interests and preferences.

Before Shen Yifei could make a move, another earthen-yellow barrier appeared in front of him.

A dozen or so abacus beads struck the screen, making a crackling sound, and then bounced to the ground.

At the same time, the drunkard's giant black python was already in front of him. Shen Yifei rushed towards the python, stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and grabbed the top of the python's head.

The giant python struggled for a moment, then shrank rapidly like a deflated balloon, turning into a wisp of black smoke that was sucked into Shen Yifei's palm.

"What?" The fat drunkard was dumbfounded. His hard-earned skill had been absorbed in one move.

Having succeeded in his attack, Shen Yifei didn't stop moving; he darted like a ghost in front of the fat drunkard.

The fat drunkard was shocked and raised his gourd to release the venomous python again, but Shen Yifei pressed a palm down on his chest.

A gray aura emanated from his palm, and the fat drunkard straightened up, feeling a powerful suction force coming from him.

"Ah..." Old Jiu only managed to utter one word before he could no longer speak.

In the blink of an eye, his bulging belly deflated, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

Shen Yifei felt the power of the curse grow stronger, and to be honest, it felt really good, so good that he was a little addicted.

The feeling of drawing upon the essence of the enemy to enrich himself made him feel like he was floating on air.

But he knew very well that this was a dangerous path, and if he became addicted to it, he would sooner or later be devoured by the power of the curse.

But today, these four clueless guys have come to my door as sparring partners. I need to test the power of the curse. If I use it well, it will become my trump card in the future.

Seeing this, Tie Suanpan felt incredibly regretful.

This cowherd drained a Ghost King Realm cultivator dry with a wave of his hand. What kind of skill is this? Even a Ghost Emperor might not be able to do it!

"Who...who exactly are you?" Iron Abacus was already planning to run away.

Shen Yifei ignored him and turned to look at the swollen eyes.

At this moment, the puffy-eyed man still wanted to tease Liu Mengli, but Liu Mengli just smiled at him and stood there motionless.

He was terrified when he saw the fat drunkard being drained dry.

When he realized Shen Yifei's next target was him, he backed away while waving his hands, shouting, "No...don't come any closer! You...you stay away! Boss, save me!"

Shen Yifei raised his hand, his swollen eyes letting out a loud shout, and then turned and ran.

But how could he be as fast as Shen Yifei?

Shen Yifei struck out with his palm, and the gray aura struck his back like lightning. The swollen-eyed man let out a shrill scream, and a wisp of yin energy was sucked into Shen Yifei's palm.

In less than three breaths, his body rapidly withered and collapsed to the ground, motionless.

Shen Yifei turned around and looked at Tie Suanpan, "You're the only one left."

Iron Abacus's hands were trembling.

He looked at his three brothers on the ground; two had already fainted, and one was still convulsing.

Normally they were notorious tyrants who would risk their lives for others, but today they were easily dealt with by Shen Yifei like three little chicks.

"Brother...spare me!" Tie Suanpan suddenly knelt down with a thud. "I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I have offended you. Please forgive me!"

"Spare you?" Shen Yifei looked at him with interest. "How do you want me to spare you?"

"I...I'll give you everything I own! I had three shops, two pawnshops, and a gambling den at the Gates of Hell, I'll give them all to you! And...and the Yin Longevity Crystals I've accumulated over hundreds of years, I'll give them all to you too!"

Shen Yifei walked up to him, looking at his old face: "You're quite generous. However, I don't want your belongings."

What would you like?

"I need you to answer one question."

Tie Suanpan nodded repeatedly: "Please tell me, please tell me. As long as I know it, I will tell you everything I know."

Shen Yifei chuckled and said, "You only get one chance, you know... Who sent you to follow me?"