After being poisoned by mushrooms, all the strange creatures became fascinated by me.

Han Zhou had already quietly returned to his sect.

He wasn't the sect leader of "Jie Bailing" after all, so when faced with such a major event, he naturally had to first wake up the sect leader who was sleeping soundly and give him a proper briefing.

Then, all the troublesome tasks, such as observing the elders' unusual movements and wiping out all the sect's spies, were piled on his shoulders.

Sect Master Qin was also awake, taking over all of this with a belly full of resentment.

Han Zhou, looking refreshed, waved goodbye to the man's courtyard with a nonchalant air, despite the resentful gazes directed at him from behind.

He hadn't taken two steps when the golden eagle folded its wings and landed behind him, pretending to peck him twice in dissatisfaction.

Han Zhou glared at it fiercely, his eyes full of displeasure: "What? You can't bear to part with her? Then make her buy you meat from now on!"

You were bribed by that girl with just two pieces of bread?

The golden eagle stared at him, its gaze as if it were looking at someone who was being unreasonable.

That's a chick! Even the most unambitious adult bird wouldn't squat in its nest begging for food from its chick.

They won't leave their chicks in the grass where foxes and snakes might pass by and let them return to their nests on their own!

Han Zhou completely ignored it and, with a few leaps, silently appeared on the roof of the Iron Calculation Sect's young master's room.

The guards at the door, all skilled fighters, were completely unaware of his arrival from beginning to end.

Han Zhou listened to the sounds below. Tang Li said that the incense contained a powder that could cause unconsciousness, but judging from the breathing rate, the young sect leader in the room was obviously still awake.

Not only was I alert, but I was also a little nervous.

Han Zhou lowered his eyelids slightly, thinking with a hint of amusement, "With such mediocre skills, it's no wonder that 'Sand' is coming to make his move."

Did he somehow get some information?

No, a small figure appeared in his mind. It was also possible that Tang Li had already gone directly to the young sect leader and told him everything.

Selling information to both sides can earn you a favor for free.

Han Zhou shook his head, and in the next flash, he had already silently appeared inside the room.

The young sect leader suddenly opened his eyes.

They met each other's eyes.

King Zhou thought to himself, "He's still quite vigilant."

The young sect leader was lying down fully clothed, but now that he sat up, he regained his composed and dignified demeanor.

He remained calm, and after recognizing Han Zhou's appearance, he raised his hand in greeting: "Instructor Han."

Then a noise came from outside the door; the guards standing watch had heard it. The young sect leader, as if anticipating this, turned around beforehand and said to the restless guards through the door, "It's Instructor Han, it's alright."

With a single sentence, he both calmed the guards down, informed them of his own predicament, and subtly flattered Han Zhou, demonstrating his trust in "Jie Bailing".

The guards understood the implication and immediately regained their composure.

Han Zhou thought the young sect leader was acting quite convincingly: "There will be an assassination attempt tonight. Has the young sect leader already received word?"

Fang Yingjie replied calmly, "I have heard rumors. However, I only brought a few elite members of my sect with me this time, which I'm afraid is not enough to defeat the assassin. I can only ask you to take good care of them."

Han Zhou smiled and said, "Young Master, please rest assured."

"The night is long, Young Master, you can meditate and regulate your breathing. I will stay here to protect you."

Regulating breathing and meditating?

Fang Yingjie's eyes flickered slightly, realizing that the other person was subtly reminding him that his breathing sounded unusual and didn't sound like someone who had fallen into a deep sleep.

He secretly admired the keenness of these martial arts masters, and then sat back on the bed as instructed. As his internal energy circulated, his breathing became long and even again.

So, the two, who were both satisfied with each other's emotional intelligence, stood and sat down, waiting until midnight.

the other side.

A non-human, almost beastly howl.

The shadow lunged forward, its murderous intent palpable in the dimly lit cellar.

At that very moment, upon realizing that her vital areas in the chest and abdomen were being targeted, the adrenaline surged through her body due to the sense of crisis, leaving Tang Li both terrified and incredibly excited.

Her muscles tensed involuntarily, her brain wanted to back away and dodge, but inertia kept her in the downward slashing posture.

On the brink of life and death, Tang Li felt her body tighten to the extreme, her heartbeat more intense than ever before, and suddenly a power she had not yet understood but could already draw upon was squeezed out.

At this moment, she was like a tree.

Each heartbeat felt like a giant hand squeezing her entire body, while three fingers below her navel seemed to conceal a water pump. With each squeeze, water flowed up and down her meridians, nourishing her entire body and flowing through her limbs and bones.

Suddenly, the legs, which had been weak, gained the strength to grip the ground. When the lower body had power, the body suddenly knew how to retreat. The arms, which had lost their old strength and had not yet gained new strength, were now filled with the water flowing from the dantian. Thus, the knife was infused with an unprecedentedly fierce momentum.

Dodge, then slash downwards.

Tang Li never imagined that this was a movement she could make in a continuous sequence.

In that life-or-death moment, the blade, accompanied by a clang, slashed down at the enemy!

No blood was drawn.

The woman struck with lightning speed; the chains clanged as they cut deep, bleeding gashes into her hands. She was faster than the shadow that attacked, faster than Tang Li.

Everything happened in this way, one after another.

The woman hadn't even finished saying the second word, "Come back."

Both hands had already retrieved the shadow that had ambushed Tang Li.

Then Tang Li's knife made a whistling sound as it cut through the air.

The woman's bright eyes suddenly narrowed. Before she could get up, she and the child she had pulled back from her arms slumped backward.

The strong wind, still carrying its momentum, tore open a gap in the woman's already tattered clothes.

The blade slashed down fiercely, producing a metallic clang, and the longsword left a deep mark on the ground.

The sound of the knife clashing continued, and Tang Li's hands trembled until they went numb.

She should have been annoyed that her amazing strike had missed its mark and failed to achieve its intended purpose.

But right now, she hasn't been able to make room in her mind for her frustration.

A small part of her was still savoring the feel of that stab, while the majority of her attention was fixed on the man the woman had desperately pulled back into her arms…

That little dog.

The puppy stared fiercely at her with its dark, beady eyes, its fluffy, thin ears drooping and swaying on either side of its head, howling at her.

The woman, expressionless, pinched its muzzle shut.

The puppy continued to struggle with all its might, trying to break free from the woman's control and pounce on Tang Li again.

The woman bent down and scolded, "Are you out of your mind?! All you do is eat! Didn't you see the knife before you lunged at it? I've been starving myself these past few days, have I ever gone hungry like you?!"

The puppy whimpered in frustration! The puppy struggled and left a blur!

Tang Li fell silent; both her eyes and ears felt incredibly noisy.

Meanwhile, the woman was still arguing with the dog, and it felt like it could escalate into a heated argument at any moment, with them spitting at each other.

Tang Li stared at the knife in her hand.

—Let's just cut them all down.