Fairy, help me cultivate.

Chen Yao felt a tightness in her back.

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Chen Yao was assigned to a courtyard adjacent to the small courtyard; it was already night.

The dim light flickered, and the shadows of the trees outside the window swayed gently, as if whispering secrets.

The hairs on the back of his head stood on end like needles; he had never been this menacing when dealing with Golden Core contact persons before.

He didn't know what methods these people would use to destroy the Hu family, nor did he know how powerful they were.

Could it be that there really is such a thing as bad luck in the year, and I stumbled into big trouble as soon as I stepped out the door?

A mournful wail echoed from the courtyard of the Hu residence, though it came from a great distance.

After an incense stick had burned, another mournful cry rang out, this time a little closer.

Funeral music began to play, carried by the evening breeze through the window cracks, sounding faint and like the wailing of ghosts.

Chen Yao knew that the extermination of his clan had begun.

He sat quietly in the lamplight, silently circulating his inner energy. A small snake coiled around his wrist, and he played with a shrunken jade sword in his hand.

A tearing sound came from outside the window, and four long slits were torn in the window paper by something murky white and claw-like.

Chen Yao turned his head to look, but there was nothing outside the window.

Cries and wails erupted simultaneously from multiple locations, and the Hu residence finally descended into chaos.

Footsteps were hurried, and many people were fleeing towards the main gate and the back gate.

The evening breeze seeping through the cracks in the window carried the smell of blood.

These murderers, witches and the like, might be wandering monks.

I've never heard of righteous sects interfering in the grudges and feuds of ordinary people.

The more independent a cultivator is, the more dangerous they are, because they don't understand the rules, they live on the edge, and they dare to risk their lives.

The wind in the yard picked up and started to whistle.

The shadows of the trees outside the window seemed to be scratched by invisible claws, and the scattered shadows of the branches and leaves were imprinted on the window paper, rustling.

The door suddenly rattled, and someone rushed in.

The jade sword in Chen Yao's hand swelled with the wind as he swung it, unleashing a burst of sword energy.

The newcomer cried out and directly withstood the sword energy. In an instant, she was in front of him. With a flick of her slender finger, Chen Yao's longsword was knocked out of his hand and stuck upside down in the roof beam.

He instinctively stuck out his middle finger, which sank into two plump, juicy mounds, the sensation extremely familiar.

The newcomer slapped his hand away with a sweet moan: "Junior brother, why do you always disobey your senior sister?"

Chen Yao was taken aback, then looked up and saw Yun Li's cute yet worried face, which warmed his heart.

Chapter Seventy-Three: A Golden Core Heretic Cultivator? Could he possibly eat a few pounds of my fists?

Yun Li listened intently; the courtyard was noisy, with the sounds of people falling down echoing from one after another.

She asked, "What's going on? How did you get here?"

Chen Yao looked at her closely under the light and discovered that her black stockings were torn and ripped, and she wasn't even wearing shoes.

The apricot-yellow Taoist robe, hastily draped over his upper body, fluttered in the night breeze that entered the room, its hem tattered and torn.

It is evident how anxious she was in her quest to catch up with and find herself.

Moreover, he also noticed faint traces of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Senior sister, are you injured?"

When Yun Li heard Chen Yao's first words upon meeting her were of concern for her, the worry and slight annoyance on her face immediately faded. She shook her head and said, "It's just that I had a slight lapse in breathing during my breakthrough. It's nothing serious."

Chen Yao took out a small elixir and handed it to her.

Yun Li's lips curled up slightly as she took the food and swallowed it.

"Senior sister...I'm sorry..."

Chen Yao felt apologetic, knowing that Yun Li had most likely failed to break through because she was anxious about him.

This was the first time Yun Li had seen such a clear and apologetic expression on Chen Yao's face. She sighed and reached out to touch his forehead: "Why are you telling your senior sister all this? It's true that Refining Soul Peak went too far. We'll have to get our revenge sooner or later."

A chilly wind picked up in the darkness outside the door.

Yun Li frowned and glanced sideways at the courtyard.

"How did you end up in this evil-infested courtyard?"

Chen Yao recounted what had happened that day.

Yun Li snorted coldly, unable to contain herself any longer: "They dare to detain you? I'll have to see what they're made of."

With that, she leaped into the air, transforming into a yellow shadow that pierced the night sky.

Chen Yao was worried, so he followed and flew off on his sword.

A muffled thunderclap echoed through the courtyard, and huge plumes of earth rose up from every courtyard like flowers blooming everywhere.

A piercing scream exploded, but it was quickly silenced by the force of the punch.

When Chen Yao arrived at Yun Li's courtyard, only the wind and people remained in the entire Hu residence, weeping.

The door burst open, and Yun Li's small, black-stockinged feet, revealing her bare, pinkish-white soles, kicked out and stomped on the ground.

She grabbed the witch by the neck with one hand and held Ninth Madam's tail with the other.

Ninth Madam's skin was as smooth as jade, and Chen Yao couldn't help but take another look. Then he heard Yun Li snort coldly and throw Ninth Madam, whose chest was sunken, into the sky.

It's like throwing away a rag.

The Ninth Madam's body trailed a long arc in the sky, its destination unknown.

"Is this devilishly handsome?"

Yun Li approached Chen Yao and looked up to question him.

He chuckled sheepishly, "No one is as pretty as my senior sister."

Yun Li pursed her lips, seemingly trying her best to suppress a smile, and tapped his chest, causing him to stumble back several steps: "As the junior brother of Hanyu Peak, it's shameful to be detained by a few evil cultivators in the Golden Core stage when you go out."

Chen Yao was astonished. It turned out that this witch and the Ninth Madam actually had the cultivation level of the Golden Core stage...

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Perhaps they were hesitant to act because they feared he came from a prominent family nearby, and that's why they didn't dare to do anything, only detaining him.

"Thank you, senior sister."

Yun Li raised her chin, let out a snort, grabbed the witch's neck, and snapped it with a "Kohler".

She reached into the witch's arms and pulled out a black iron talisman, which she tossed to Chen Yao.

"There's nothing worth looting from them, except that this stuff was somewhat interesting during the battle just now."

Chen Yao took it and examined it, asking, "What is this?"

"The Ghost-Controlling Talisman Plate collects ghosts and nurtures them within it, allowing for command during battle. It's quite a worthy magical artifact."

Chen Yao channeled his spiritual energy, and the runes on the iron plate lit up with eerie green lines. The entire Hu residence was filled with ghostly wails. Although he couldn't see anything, he could feel the iron plate in his hand pressing down heavily on his palm, as if it were bearing a large amount of impact.

After a long while, the iron plate felt lighter, and the ghostly wailing finally stopped.

"I suspect that the purpose of these evil cultivators is to use witchcraft to kill mortals and absorb their wronged souls into the iron plate. As for what they are going to do with so many wronged souls, since they are all dead, we don't need to investigate further."

Looking at the warm yellow light shining through the window, Yun Li remembered to tidy her robes and, slightly embarrassed, smoothed her messy hair.

Chen Yao looked at the occasional coquettishness she showed in front of him, and it felt as if her fluffy hair had brushed against his heart, making him feel itchy.

"Senior sister..."

Yun Li raised her beautiful eyes to the side and looked at him seriously.

The two remained silent for a long time, with only the glow of the lamplight emanating from the paper window and the swaying shadows of the trees.

A pig-like scream erupted outside the courtyard.

The hurried footsteps quickly led them into the yard.

Yun Li's brows furrowed with impatience as she looked at Master Hu, who was leading his men into the courtyard.

When Master Hu saw the witch's corpse on the ground, he sent men to rush into the room.

People quickly reported: "Ninth Madam is gone!"

Master Hu, his face pale and trembling, pointed at Yun Li: "You villain! You, give me back my beloved concubine!"

He looked at the witch who was dead beyond any doubt: "It's all because of your wickedness that you broke Granny Lü's exorcism spell, causing almost my entire family to die!"

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Several of his younger men, their eyes also bloodshot, rushed toward Yun Li and Chen Yao.

They all seem to be members of the Hu family.

Yun Li frowned, her face as cold as frost: "Insolence! Do you know who I am? I am... um!"

She was about to reveal that she was the senior disciple of Hanyu Peak in Kuanglu and was acting on behalf of Heaven when Chen Yao covered her mouth.

Her beautiful eyes widened as she looked blankly at Chen Yao, only to see him directly command the iron plate, which released dozens of ghostly figures.

The courtyard was filled with ghostly wails and a chilling atmosphere. Master Hu and his menacing family members fled in panic, their voices fading into the distance.

Chen Yao breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the ghostly image.

"Junior brother, why won't you let your senior sister reveal our lineage?"

Yun Li glared at him, utterly bewildered.

“It’s easy to do things with heretical practitioners. Besides, if they find out we’re from Kuanglu, will they try to silence us?”

Chen Yao looked at the young brute and began to feel a headache coming on.

To find the Azure Water Coil, who knows how much longer the journey will take? This young brute is a bit stubborn... It's exhausting.

Yun Li's originally serious eyes narrowed slightly, and she thought for a long time with wisdom: "Why is it easier for evil cultivators to get things done? Why kill them off? Just kill them off!"