Under One Person: I Can Change Jobs Infinitely.

Thinking of this, Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly, showing no fear whatsoever despite the large number of Quanxing masters gathered inside.

All he felt was excitement!

"The problem now is, how can we give Li Muxuan an unforgettable memory and make him understand the price of choosing Quanxing?"

"Master Zuo is too upright and righteous, which is why he suffered at the hands of the prestigious sects and was manipulated by the Quanxing gang of scoundrels."

"There's a saying in the martial arts world that you can kill anyone from Quanxing without any regard for chivalry. If Master had been more decisive, how could Li Muxuan have been taken away by Ghost Hand King?"

Why did the Ghost Hand King choose Li Muxuan as his successor?

Besides Li Muxuan's exceptional talent, there was a deeper reason: he wanted to take revenge on Zuo Ruotong and cause her trouble!

Unfortunately, Zuo Ruotong was an upright person and did not want to kill Ghost Hand King for this reason alone.

From this perspective, everyone in the Sanyi Sect is so innocent and adorable.

Zuo Ruotong seemed to be a considerate person, but she was indecisive in the matter of Li Muxuan, and she did not make proper arrangements for the affairs of the Sanyi Sect before her death.

Si Chong and Cheng Zhen actually dared to go looking for trouble with Wu Gensheng on their own, completely unaware of what kind of fun-loving people the Quanxing were.

The many disciples of the Sanyi Sect afterward were also unable to shoulder the responsibility; they only knew how to fight desperately, leaving not even a seed for the sect. At the very least, the Sanyi Sect should not have been wiped out...

Of course, Huang Yu also understood Zuo Ruotong's other concern, which was that he did not want to involve the lives of Li Muxuan's family in his struggle with Quanxing.

"However, I don't have that concern."

A wicked glint flashed in Huang Yu's eyes. His body surged, his muscles and bones rapidly changed, and he rubbed his face with his palm, transforming into another wicked and awe-inspiring young man.

"Alright, now my identity is that of a chivalrous knight who hates Quanxing to the bone and goes around acting on behalf of Heaven!"

"To me, Quanxing is just a dish; the only difference is whether the dish is easy to eat."

"Use Ghost Step to sneak in later, and take out the really disgusting and most threatening ones first!"

"Blood is the most unforgettable memory, Brother Li. Quanxing is not so fun. Freedom to do as you please comes at a high price."

Huang Yu temporarily left the courtyard and quietly released more than twenty Divine Machine Puppets to surround the courtyard from a distance to prevent any from escaping.

Then, he used Ghost Step to disappear into the shadows.

In the courtyard.

Li Muxuan, Ghost Hand King, and five Quanxing disciples were sitting around a small table, drinking and eating meat, having a great time.

"Hahaha! Let me tell you, Old Man Wang should thank me. If I hadn't provoked him, he wouldn't have dared to challenge Zuo Ruotong, and he wouldn't have been able to get such a good disciple!" A man with a red scarf and a red nose laughed.

The slovenly Taoist priest, dressed in a tattered robe, slapped his thigh and laughed, "Yuan Jingui, you have a really sharp tongue! May your son be born without an anus!"

"However, how interesting! This immortal is truly delighted!"

A man in a suit and glasses took a sip of wine and suggested to the disheveled Taoist priest, "Disheveled half-immortal, why don't you tell this kid's fortune and see what he will achieve in the future, and whether he can carry forward Master Wang's 'Reversing the Eight Directions' technique?"

A big guy grinned foolishly: "Hehe, that's a good suggestion. Damn it, help me calculate whether this kid can beat me up in five years. I don't want to call him my uncle!"

"If he succeeds in the future, then I'll have to gather my killing intent for the next five years!"

Ghost Hand King scoffed at this, "Your Demon Body Technique is useless no matter how much demonic energy you accumulate!"

"Once this child learns my methods, I will definitely be able to deal with you in five years at most!"

After saying that, Ghost Hand King looked at the slovenly Taoist priest with a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

He has wandered the martial world for decades without having any children. His greatest wish now is to pass on his prized skill of "Reversing the Eight Directions" to future generations, ideally...

Ideally, one should be able to establish their own school of thought!

In this way, Ghost Hand King could also enter the inner circle and become a grandmaster, instead of always being called a juggler.

Seeing this, the slovenly Taoist priest picked up his wine jug, took a big gulp of wine, and looked at Li Muxuan, shaking his head and saying, "Hahaha, no problem!"

"This celestial energy is wondrous! Then this immortal will calculate it carefully..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, amazing, old Wang, I'm sure my son will be able to carry forward and make the Reversal of Eight Directions great in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Ghost Hand King's hands trembled slightly. "Great! I've really struck gold this time."

Although this slovenly fortune teller was unpredictable and spent his life primarily seeking pleasure, committing many evil deeds, his skill in divination was unparalleled, especially his incredibly accurate judgment of people.

Li Muxuan sat in the chair, looking at the strange and unusual people around him, and for some reason, a sense of excitement welled up in his heart.

Perhaps it's a kind of carefree freedom?

Or perhaps they came into contact with a different world...

A woman wearing a floral shirt and a blue headscarf pinched Li Muxuan's cheek and said softly, "Not bad, kid. I didn't expect you to receive such high praise from a half-immortal."

Watching the lively scene, the slovenly Taoist priest couldn't help but take another sip of wine.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched.

Which eyelid is twitching?

Oh, it's the right eye.

The slovenly Taoist priest was startled: "My goodness, can I really be that unlucky?"

He was a family practitioner of divination, inheriting a special technique called Water Mirror Qimen, and was extremely skilled at seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

He was able to live a good life despite constantly seeking pleasure, precisely because of his methods of avoiding misfortune and seeking good fortune.

"probably not……"

The slovenly Taoist priest pinched his fingers, and his right eyelid twitched again!

No, good heavens, I must leave immediately!

Chapter 62 Bloodshed

"I just remembered I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. You all can continue drinking!" The disheveled Taoist's face was filled with panic, and he then made a move to get up and leave.

"Hey, fortune teller, why are you in such a hurry to leave! Let's finish our drinks first!"

The big man grabbed the slovenly Taoist's shoulder, picked up a bowl of wine, and wouldn't let the slovenly Taoist leave.

The disheveled Taoist priest hurriedly said, "I really have something to attend to, you big oaf, quickly release me!"

Yuan Jingui narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a chuckle, "Everything was fine just now, but now something's suddenly wrong. That's really strange."

"Is there something you're hiding from us?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Quanxing members realized that the slovenly Taoist's behavior was indeed a bit strange.

"Immortal, we're old friends, is there anything you can't even tell us?"

Wang Yaozu glanced sideways at the disheveled Taoist priest, his palm facing upwards, a slight sense of distortion faintly visible in the air.

Seeing the men's unfriendly expressions, the slovenly Taoist priest became furious: "Oh dear, you guys are really going to get me killed!"

"To be honest with you, I just felt a sudden panic, and after doing some divination, I discovered that this place is extremely ominous!"

"If I stay here any longer, I fear I will be in danger of bloodshed!"

The big guy laughed loudly: "With the few of us here, who are we afraid of? Even if Zuo Ruotong comes, I'm not afraid!"

The crowd was slightly taken aback, ignoring the big, silly guy's boasting, and instead seriously considered the possibility.

The man in the suit and glasses said solemnly, "Although the fortune teller is usually unreliable, I have to admit that his ability to avoid misfortune and attract good fortune is top-notch."

"Could it really be Zuo Ruotong... Old Wang, you stole Zuo Ruotong's apprentice, he won't really come after you, will he?"

"If that's the case, we can't beat him."

Wang Yaozu pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, although I dislike Zuo Ruotong, I have to admit that his magnanimity is first-rate!"

“If he really wanted to kill me, he would have done it long ago. He wouldn’t have waited until now, and he certainly wouldn’t have done it so stealthily.”

Suddenly, the slovenly Taoist slipped away from the big man's embrace and leaped into the air onto the roof.

"Enough with your rambling! I'm off! Hahaha!"

Boom!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out!

The slovenly Taoist priest was struck hard and fell off the roof.

"Oh no! Someone's attacking!"

"Who goes there!"

Wang Yaozu and the others instantly became alert and looked towards the doorway where the gunshot had just rang out, only to find it empty.

"He's nowhere to be seen; he's a master of stealth!" Wang Yaozu quickly shielded Li Muxuan behind him and instructed, "Hide well! Don't run around unless I tell you to!"

"Old Wang, what happened?" A hint of fear appeared on Li Muxuan's face. How come everything was fine just now, but suddenly everything changed?

"Hide well!" Wang Yaozu didn't have time to explain and quickly used the Reverse Eight Directions technique to search around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

"Damn it, you dare to provoke the Quanxing Sect? You don't want to live?!" Yuan Jingui quickly pulled out a mirror from his pocket. This mirror was very peculiar, with one side black and the other white.

"Behold my Yin-Yang Mirror!"

At this moment, Yuan Jingui held up the white side, and white light surged forth, quickly transforming into a beam of light that shone forward.

call out!

Where the light swept, all darkness was exposed, and Huang Yu's figure gradually became visible.

"We've been found..."

Boom!Boom!Boom!

Five more bullets flew out, carrying great penetrating power as they shot towards Wang Yaozu and the others.

puff!puff!

"Ouch, that hurts like hell!"

With several cries of pain, the bullet struck the tall man, the man in the suit and glasses, and the village girl, but it did not hit any vital organs, and the damage was minimized.

As for Wang Yaozu and Yuan Jingui, they missed completely, which was almost impossible for Huang Yu, who possessed master-level marksmanship.

Unless, some force deviates from the bullet's trajectory and reduces its power!

Huang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wang Yaozu, who was covered in cold sweat. A huge magnetic field spread out from Wang Yaozu as the center.