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Seeing that Zhou Fengliu seemed unwilling to let him go, Zhao Guizhen, who had stalled for a while, chose to take advantage of Zhou Fengliu's inattention and quickly make his escape.

He said that as long as he survives, he can always make a comeback. He will leave Biyou Village first, because only by surviving can he have the resources to make a comeback!

He used a secret technique, and his body gradually turned black, with ferocious human faces appearing all over him.

If any disciple of the Shangqing School of Maoshan were to witness this scene, they would surely recognize that Zhao Guizhen was using the evil magic of the Wild Maoshan School, the Seven Fiends Gathering Around His Body.

Using such techniques can make the user stronger in a short time, but the conditions for cultivation are extremely bloody. It requires absorbing the resentment of several hanged boys to help the user cultivate. Therefore, it was listed as a forbidden technique by the Maoshan Shangqing Sect.

Such an evil technique was naturally not permitted by the Maoshan Shangqing Sect. Zhao Guizhen was discovered secretly practicing this evil technique and chose to injure his fellow disciples and leave the sect.

It has been two and a half years since I left.

Although Zhao Guizhen is not what he used to be, he still knows when to back down. Today, he's just unlucky to have run into Zhou Fengliu.

...

go!

After Zhao Guizhen unleashed the Seven Fiends Gathering Technique, his physical abilities were greatly enhanced, and his speed was several times faster than before. Instead of confronting Zhou Fengliu head-on, he ran away in the opposite direction.

He wanted to run towards the center of Biyou Village. As long as he got to a place with many people, Shang Genqi could save him, and Ma Xianhong could also save him.

"Taoist Master, don't go! Didn't you tell me to let you go? Here comes your horse."

Zhou Fengliu noticed that Zhao Guizhen didn't make any unnecessary movements while running away. He saw Zhao Guizhen use his ability to transform Qi into a horse to instantly conjure up a hastily drawn stick figure horse.

The matchstick horse was even faster than Zhao Guizhen, catching up with him in just a few breaths and knocking him down so hard that he coughed up blood.

Zhou Fengliu was a man of great taste.

I said I'd let you off the hook! And I will let you off the hook, not a single horse more.

Zhou Fengliu beckoned, and an invisible current lifted the half-dead Zhao Guizhen and flew him in his direction.

"Is this the evil magic the Taoist priest practices?"

Zhou Fengliu glanced at the fierce-looking faces on Zhao Guizhen's body and spoke.

These faces seemed to have their own consciousness. Even though Zhao Guizhen was incredibly cowardly, these faces still autonomously lunged at Zhou Fengliu.

“This is evil magic. It’s obviously evil magic. Don’t be afraid, Taoist priest. I will help you exorcise the evil spirit with physical means.”

Zhou Fengliu was very patient, pulling out the evil spirits that were possessing Zhao Guizhen one by one.

With each pluck, Zhao Guizhen screamed in agony. After several plucks, there were hardly any unscathed patches of skin left on Zhao Guizhen's body.

"What...what exactly do you want? I've never met you before. All I did was steal your Heavenly Scroll. I haven't even succeeded yet. Do you really want to kill me?!"

Zhao Guizhen is now filled with regret.

He couldn't quite understand why he had let greed cloud his judgment and provoked Zhou Fengliu.

"It's not that bad... but who told you to be so unlucky as to provoke me?" Zhou Fengliu shook his head.

He originally intended to take a proper vacation and had no plans to make a move against Zhao Guizhen, but since Zhao Guizhen insisted on causing trouble, he couldn't be blamed.

Zhou Fengliu sat on a rock, looking at Zhao Guizhen who was being controlled in mid-air. He thought about it and felt that killing Zhao Guizhen like this was too easy for that old bastard.

Professional matters should be handled by professionals.

He thought of his colleague from East China, whom he had not yet met.

For the sake of friendship among colleagues, he could choose to let Zhao Guizhen live a few more days, and then extort some money from him—no, I mean, maintain a friendly relationship with his colleagues in East China.

However, he was still very unhappy that they just let it go like that.

He spent so much time playing with Zhao Guizhen tonight, he needs to be compensated.

"You want to live? Fine, I can spare your life."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Zhao Guizhen felt that things might be turning around, and even the pain in his body lessened considerably.

"I should be sleeping at this time, but because I want to play with you, Master Zhao, I have to stand outside in the cold wind... Master Zhao, shouldn't you be considerate of others?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guizhen understood Zhou Fengliu's meaning: "I can give you anything... as long as you don't kill me."

"I've collected many nearly lost secret techniques, and I can give them all to you..."

"Oh?"

A moment later.

After reading through Zhao Guizhen's so-called nearly lost secret techniques, Zhou Fengliu shook his head. He then looked at Zhao Guizhen and threw several of these so-called manuals in Zhao Guizhen's face.

"Is this how you test your cadres? Which cadre couldn't withstand such a test?!"

"It's all junk..."

Compared to the skills given by the system, the treasure Zhao Guizhen mentioned was practically worthless; most importantly... it was full of evil magic.

"You're something else... Relax, it's normal to feel dizzy, it'll be over soon." Zhou Fengliu slowly walked towards Zhao Guizhen.

"?"

Zhao Guizhen was somewhat bewildered at this moment.

He had already revealed all his most secret techniques, yet this young man still refused to spare his life.

"What do you want? I've given you everything. There's really nothing left! Not a single one!"

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Good night and sweet dreams.

Chapter 136 Ma Xianhong: Give me a reason! (First update)

While Zhou Fengliu and Zhao Guizhen were having a pleasant time, thousands of kilometers away in Beijing, Wang Ye had just seen off Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, and others.

After Zhou Fengliu's rampage at the Wang family, Chen Jinkui, another of the Ten Elders, also became much more restrained and withdrew all the supernatural beings who were monitoring Wang Ye's family.

Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result was still good.

The night breeze was slightly cool. Wang Ye stood under the night sky and briefly reflected on the help he had received from Na Du Tong. At that moment, he suddenly felt that the slight sense of superiority he had felt vanished.

He had always thought he could handle everyone and everything around him, but in just a few days, he realized he was still far from capable.

When it comes to underhanded tactics, he can't outdo Zhang Chulan, who's utterly shameless.

When it comes to fighting, he can't beat the God of War, Zhou Fengliu.

Zhou Fengliu's "persuasion through reason" approach is something he simply cannot do.

Whether it's Zhou Fengliu's recklessness or Zhang Chulan's cunning, these are all the results of being shaped by worldly experiences... Compared to them, Wang Ye feels that he is simply better off.

"Old Zhou, oh Old Zhou..."

Wang Ye glanced at Zhou Fengliu's profile picture on WeChat and considered whether he should send Zhou Fengliu some money as compensation, since Zhou Fengliu had helped him by being suspended from his post.

He thought for a moment and then put his phone back in his pocket.

Talking about money is too vulgar.

Besides, he felt that Zhou Fengliu shouldn't be short of 100,000 or 200,000.

As the saying goes, favors are hard to repay, and he said he owed Zhou Fengliu a favor.

Gollum—

The untimely rumbling of his stomach made Wang Ye rub his belly; he hadn't eaten much that night because he'd been in such a rush to send Zhang Chulan and the others off.

Fortunately, this is Beijing, a metropolis with a vibrant nightlife. If this were Wudang Mountain, people would probably be starving at this hour.

Wang Ye casually found a small stall and ate some noodles. Just as the noodles arrived, a square-faced man wearing a shirt walked towards him from a distance.

"Open it, Your Majesty."

The man came from Biyou Village and was Jin Yong, who possessed the twelfth-grade root talent. After receiving Ma Xianhong's orders, he rushed to Beijing to contact Wang Ye.

"?"

Wang Ye was taken aback when he saw the envelope the man handed him. He then opened the envelope and saw some photos inside, all of them of injured supernatural beings.

"What do you mean by that?" Wang Ye asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Answer the phone." Jin Yong handed over another cell phone.

"?"

"Hello? What do you want?" Wang Ye answered the phone and asked the other party's identity.

"Master Wang, hello there. I mean no harm; I simply wish to invite you to my Biyou Village to become my companion..."

Ma Xianhong's voice slowly came from the other end of the phone.

"?"

"Partner? I appreciate your kindness, but I just want to walk alone right now and have no intention of finding a partner."

Wang also felt that the person on the other end of the phone seemed a bit abnormal; who would invite someone to become their partner right off the bat?

"Master Wang, don't be so quick to refuse... I know that the techniques you inherited come from the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and similarly... my techniques also come from the Divine Refinement of the Eight Extraordinary Skills. It would be a wonderful thing for us, as inheritors of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, to unite together~"

Eight magical skills?

Divine Craftsmanship Refinement?

Wang Ye frowned as he listened to Ma Xianhong reveal information about the Eight Extraordinary Techniques over the phone.

"Besides... I think Brother Zhou would be very happy if it were Master Wang who came."

Ma Xianhong's additional comment surprised Wang Ye even more.

"Brother Zhou? Who is that?"

In response to Wang Ye's question, Ma Xianhong replied: