Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 226 Battle with the Head Manager (8.2k words)
A flame, about an inch high, leaped from the lines of the head shopkeeper's palm. At first, it was unremarkable, not like the skill of a martial arts master, but more like a magician slapping a red-hot branding iron from a blacksmith's shop onto his palm.

However, in just a moment, the edges of the flame turned bluish-purple and suddenly became scorching hot. Wherever it passed, the blood on the ground was evaporated, and the flame expanded instantly!

As he took his second large step, his entire palm seemed to be holding half a setting sun. In an instant, a crimson flame surged forth, and the scorching air currents whipped up the withered leaves on the ground, igniting them into sparks in the air. The flame seemed to have a spirit, constantly churning in his palm, transforming into a ferocious fire lion, roaring as it pounced on Gu Mo.

Gu Mo's expression remained unchanged, but his aura suddenly surged, and his palms glowed with golden light. It was the Flaming Sun Technique at its peak. He threw a punch, the surface of his fist shimmering with gold, as if true yang was surging in his veins. Before the fist even arrived, the wall three zhang away had already begun to crack, and the air distorted wherever the fist passed.

In an instant, two surging flames collided violently, and the scorching heat swept outwards. Smoke suddenly rose from the blue brick floor of the entire courtyard, the door frame of the moon gate on the west side cracked open with a "crack," the blue bricks twisted like butter, and molten iron-like slurry seeped from the cracks in the wall, turning the ground within three feet of the two people into a glassy surface.

When Gu Mo threw his second punch...

Suddenly, a pale blue mist rose from the head manager's body, as if his entire body had been evaporated into water vapor by the high temperature.

Gu Mo heard a gust of wind behind his ear. Before he could turn around, a scorching palm wind came from the back of his neck. Wherever the green smoke passed, the vermilion lacquer on the corridor pillars sizzled and burned.

Gu Mo spun around and unleashed a "Shocking Hundred Miles" attack. The dragon-shaped energy wave generated by his palm cleaved through the smoke, but only managed to strike half of the charred sleeve.

The head manager's laughter came from the east corner gate. He was already standing on top of the hanging flower gate, and sparks from Gu Moyi's clothes were reflected in the eye holes of his mask: "This is the first time I have met someone who can be my equal in the way of fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the head steward turned into a wisp of green smoke again, this time disappearing into the shadow of the old locust tree in the corner of the courtyard. When he reappeared, he was on Gu Mo's left side, his right hand forming a claw, the fingertips gleaming with a poisonous bluish-black hue.

Instead of retreating, Gu Mo advanced, his left palm flipping into the "Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Style" to forcefully block the claw attack, while his right fist went straight for the opponent's dantian. This was the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand that he had just acquired.

This move forced the head shopkeeper to avoid its sharp edge. The green smoke rose again, this time flying along the ivy on the south wall. The leaves withered and curled instantly, but the person was already above Gu Mo's head, extending half a palm. The flame in the palm had condensed into the shape of a sword.

Gu Mo joined two fingers together, and two invisible sword energies of the Six Meridians Divine Sword shot out. The head manager immediately turned into a wisp of green smoke again.

For a moment, it seemed that the head steward's figure could be seen in every corner of the courtyard. Sometimes he was on the roof beams, sometimes behind the walls, and sometimes he appeared above Gu Mo's head. His methods were unpredictable, sometimes fierce and domineering, sometimes subtle and unpredictable, displaying dozens of martial arts techniques.

Gu Mo became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.

Although he had heard many times before that the manager of the Seven Absolutes Pavilion was proficient in all kinds of martial arts and was a polymath, he was still somewhat skeptical. But after this fight, he found that he was indeed well-deserved of the reputation and was even more well-rounded than Lu Canyang back then.

Although Lu Canyang was well-rounded back then, he only covered the general direction and wasn't very detailed. But the current head manager is extremely meticulous, which is almost superhuman. He is proficient in so many martial arts.

Just as Gu Mo was in shock,

The head manager was even more shocked than Gu Mo. Beneath the ghost mask, his expression was frozen. As he exchanged a finger-pointing gesture with Gu Mo and retreated, he inwardly exclaimed in astonishment:

"The reason I am proficient in all kinds of martial arts is because I can see through the essence of various martial arts at a glance and learn them by relying on the Seven Killings of Heavenly Abyss Returning to Silence. But Gu Mo's martial arts show no trace of imitation. He is clearly a true master. How is this possible? How old is he? Is there really someone in the world who is born with knowledge?"

He became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed.
Because when he struck with his palm, Gu Mo returned the blow with his own palm; when he threw a punch, Gu Mo returned the blow with his own punch; when his finger techniques were tricky, Gu Mo met them with his own finger techniques. No matter what methods he used, Gu Mo could always counter them. He even had to use his lightness skill to barely manage a draw. He had almost exhausted all his methods, but judging from Gu Mo's appearance, it seemed that he still had many more to use.

"If he can keep up after a few more moves, I'll just pull him in and fight him head-on!"

For a time, the two exchanged blows, palm to palm, fist to fist, finger to finger. Each collision stirred up a wave of air that destroyed all the surrounding flowers, plants and trees.

After another exchange of blows,

Gu Mo took a small step back, while the head manager vanished without a trace.

Gu Mo was amazed:

"This is unbelievable! This is the first time I've encountered someone who can force me to use all my old moves. How many more martial arts techniques does this old guy have hidden? If this keeps up, I'll run out of moves!"

He was genuinely impressed by the manager. As expected, his reputation was well-deserved. No wonder he was so arrogant that he would kill his target using their area of ​​expertise every time. He certainly had the right to be arrogant.

The key is that he could sense that the techniques the head manager used were not superficial imitations like the Nine Yang Divine Skill, but rather a true grasp of its essence.

Gu Mo had never imagined that anyone could have more moves than him. Judging from the current situation, the head manager probably still had quite a few tricks up his sleeve, but his current repertoire of moves was running low. Moreover, if it weren't for his ability to traverse the air using the Lingbo Weibu and Si Zhao Shen Gong, he would have suffered a great loss against the head manager's elusive lightness skills.

"Let's stop fighting. This old guy is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. I'm afraid I won't have much of an advantage in terms of moves. Let's just fight him head-on!"

Immediately, Gu Mo activated the Mingyu Gong's true energy, intending to use the Mingyu Gong's ability to absorb everything, along with the assistance of the Quasi-Dragon-Capturing Gong, to forcibly restrain the head manager in front of him and prevent him from using that strange lightness skill to escape.

At this time,
The head steward stood silently atop the wall, his eyes fixed on Gu Mo. He subtly channeled his energy with both hands, his left hand radiating yang energy and his right hand radiating yin energy. Without a sound, the two energies spread outwards. He thought to himself:

"We can't keep trading moves. I'm already at my limit, and that kid has who knows how much more he has. If we keep fighting, I'll definitely suffer. Now's the time to take him head-on!"

At that moment,

The head manager's figure vanished instantly, and the next moment he appeared in front of Gu Mo. With a wave of his hands, streams of true energy condensed into form, flowing with yin and yang, as if transforming into a cage that enveloped both of them.

At the same time,

A massive suction force appeared around Gu Mo, as if he had transformed into a vortex. When he reached out with one hand, the suction force resembled a tornado.

At this moment,

They both understood each other's feelings and surprisingly, they thought of the same thing.

The head manager spoke in a voice that was neither clearly male nor female: "Good timing! Since we've come to the same conclusion, let's not hide anything from each other!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body erupted with surging flames. Every line of his body was imbued with the rhythm of flowing lava, scorching the blue bricks within a few feet until they sizzled and emitted blue smoke. The streams of fire swirled and danced like living things, condensing into a crimson vortex above the head of the shopkeeper. As if capable of burning the entire world, he was like a volcano about to erupt, with countless streams of fire surging wildly.

At this moment, Gu Mo realized that the fire technique that the head manager had just used was not a simple extreme yang martial art, but a fire-flowing qi similar to the wind and thunder ode, which was clearly the fire killing ode in the Heavenly Abyss Return to Silence Seven Killings Ode.

"Isn't it said that a person can only cultivate one Seven Killings Ode?"

Gu Mo was shocked, but he didn't have time to think much. He pushed the Flaming Sun Technique to its limit. When he thrust his left fist forward, it created a half-zhang wall of fire. Wherever the fist passed, the floating fire stream in the air was split open, revealing the ghostly face mask of the head manager, which was twisted by flames.

The moment the two streams of fire collided, Gu Mo suddenly fell into silence.

Then came a deathly silence, and then everything within my perception was filled with crimson.

The blue bricks beneath my feet have somehow transformed into a surging sea of ​​lava, the dome above me is cracked with burning boulders falling down, and in the distance, the earth's veins burst forth like fiery pythons.

Gu Mo couldn't see, but he could feel that he had suddenly entered a world of only flames, a world of magma, where the heavens and earth were collapsing and everything was about to be swallowed up. He instinctively threw a punch, but the fiery waves of his blazing Yang True Qi melted away like ice and snow the moment they touched the magma. Instead, his arm was enveloped by the viscous, crimson substance, and a burning pain shot through his meridians straight to his heart.

He knew that he had been drawn into the martial arts will of the head shopkeeper. This was a special kind of divine charm, which perfectly matched the characteristics of the legendary Heavenly Killing Ode of the Seven Killings of Heavenly Abyss Return to Silence, a unity of heaven and man!

"You come, I'll come too!"

Gu Mo snorted coldly and immediately unleashed the Six Meridians Divine Sword. All six meridians were unleashed, transforming into sword arrays that intertwined in the air. He flipped his palm and slowly condensed a transparent longsword made of sword energy.

In an instant,

The head steward also noticed that his surroundings had changed; the lava waves behind him had suddenly frozen. The raging flames that had been flowing around him just moments before now formed a sharp dividing line three zhang away from him, like a venomous snake with its spine removed. Behind him was a churning, roaring world of lava, while in front of him, a chaotic mist had enveloped him, with only the enormous chessboard suspended in the mist clearly visible.

The nineteen lines on the chessboard gleamed faintly, and Gu Mo's figure, standing with his sword on his back, was reflected between the chess squares. Every fold of his clothes was outlined with sharp edges by the sword energy, just like a lone piece placed on the chessboard.

"A sword that unites heaven and man!"

Beneath the ghost mask, the head shopkeeper's pupils contracted slightly. He immediately understood that Gu Mo, like him, possessed the same method of achieving harmony between man and nature.

"Then fight!"

With a wave of his hands, he unleashed a torrent of magma directly towards the chessboard, the terrifying lava flowing like a river bursting its banks.

Gu Mo flicked his wrist, and the longsword formed from sword energy suddenly split apart. Nineteen sword lights slashed out along the chessboard pattern, cleaving the first wave of lava in two.
The head manager's figure suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and he circled behind Gu Mo at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, striking out with a palm.

There was a muffled sound of "poof".

The head steward struck Gu Mo squarely on the back, but felt a dull thud as if he were hitting empty air. The moment his fingertips touched the other's clothes, the scene before him suddenly rippled like water, and the figure that should have been standing vanished into countless points of light.

The moment he looked up, a sudden chill ran down his spine.
Because Gu Mo had somehow already stood outside the chessboard, his sword, imbued with sword energy, was pointing diagonally at the center of the board, and the patterns on the chessboard beneath his feet were now gleaming with a dangerous golden light.

Gu Mo is outside the chessboard; he is the chess player.

He entered the chessboard and became a chess piece!
He understood perfectly well that what seemed like a sneak attack was actually a deliberate opening created by his opponent to lure him into the heart of this chessboard world.

"Excellent strategy, excellent swordsmanship, I've lost this round!"

The head manager couldn't help but give a thumbs-up in praise.

His body was sealed by nineteen sword energies, which then transformed into streams of light and pierced his vital acupoints, including his eyes, throat, chest, and dantian.

The sword energy was already upon him, but suddenly, earthy energy surged from his wrist, like old tea froth swirling in boiling water. The sound of sand rubbing against each other was like an old knife scraping bone. A gray mist suddenly rose around him, carrying sand and swirling, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a towering mountain. Gu Mo's transparent longsword plunged fiercely into the mountain, but it was as if it had been plunged into a quagmire. The blade crumbled inch by inch, turning into thousands of light fragments and dissipating.

At the instant the sword energy shattered, the head manager's figure dissolved like ink droplets into muddy water, turning into a wisp of green smoke and disappearing.

The next moment, a colossal object, a mixture of iron red and bluish-gray, tore through the clouds and pressed down from the void above. Flames rolled on the mountaintop, and magma flowed like molten iron into a furnace, forming hundreds of red rivers along the rugged mountain walls. Wherever it passed, the air was scorched and distorted, like ripe Xuan paper being crumpled by an invisible hand.

The lava gushing from the fissures flowed like a red river down the steep mountainside, distorting and deforming the air in its path and emitting a piercing shriek.

The massive crater at the top of the volcano was spewing out thick, inky smoke, with burning boulders occasionally falling with sparks, creating craters several feet deep in the ground.

The head manager carried this volcano and pressed it down on Gu Mo. The first muffled sound was like someone smashing a giant hammer into the depths of the earth.

The blue bricks beneath Gu Mo's feet sank into the ground, and the heat emanating from the cracks made the soles of his boots smoke. A second roar followed, and the shadow of the mountain was cast between his brows like a death warrant. The leaden-gray smoke spewing from the volcano had already reached the tips of his hair, and the burning boulders within were as large as millstones.

At that moment,

Gu Mo crossed his palms, his left hand making a cutting motion diagonally across his brow, while his right hand pressed against his chest.

In an instant, the air first became stagnant like glue, then emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass. Centered on him, the light and shadow within a radius of ten feet suddenly distorted, like an inkwell with pebbles thrown in. Where the ripples spread, amber-colored qi piled up like calluses, with fine golden light floating on the surface. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be countless miniature phantoms of airflow circulating and moving around.

Primordial Qi, emerge!

At that moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be alive, winding and climbing upwards, merging into the protective energy. The dust within a radius of several feet strangely swirled backwards, gathering into golden specks the size of sand grains, arranging them into a celestial constellation on the outer layer of the light shield.

The head steward lifted the volcano and pressed down with immense force. The moment the volcanic rock foot touched the protective energy, a shrill whistling sound, like fingernails scraping against iron, echoed through the heavens and earth. The bluish-white flames that erupted from the point of contact moved like living things, scorching spiderweb-like dark patterns into the void, and those miniature phantoms of air currents suddenly vibrated.

"Boom"

The sound of the blast wave exploding came half a breath later, like someone smashing the membrane of heaven and earth with a giant hammer. The eaves and brackets of the Hundred Households' Office collapsed like building blocks, the carved wooden beams cracked into dust in the blast wave, and the wood chips in the sky spontaneously combusted in the high temperature, turning into fireflies.

The massive stone pillar, weighing over a thousand pounds, was lifted into the air by the residual force of the energy. When it landed, it smashed into the bluestone slab, creating a crater three feet deep. Fine ice crystals formed on the edge of the crater, and white mist rose from the magma seeping from the bottom of the crater.

Houses collapsed and walls shattered. The Seven Absolutes Tower assassins and Six Doors constables who were fighting were thrown dozens of feet away by the shockwave. Many of them only realized when they landed that their clothes had been burned into charred strips by the high temperature, and their hair had turned mostly white in an instant.

At this moment, amidst the ruins,
Everyone stared in shock as one figure descended from the sky like a mountain, while another seemed to be resisting under the blazing sun.

The methods employed by the head manager, combining the Mountain Killing Technique and the Fire Killing Technique, represent the fusion of the two most powerful techniques from the Heavenly Abyss Return to Silence Seven Killing Technique.

However, they were unable to break through Gu Mo's innate qi.

"How is this possible?" the head manager exclaimed. "Your martial will is unwavering, how could you have cultivated such a tortoise-shell-like defensive martial art to such a level?"

Gu Mo looked up and said calmly, "The most powerful defensive martial arts are often also the most powerful offensive martial arts!"

As soon as the words fell,
Gu Mo suddenly leaped into the air, his innate qi humming incessantly, as if the roars of dragons and tigers were contained within it. The air currents surged like an overturned ocean, transforming into a powerful and majestic wave of energy that actually knocked the raging volcano into the air. A look of horror flashed in the eyes of the head manager, his pupils reflecting Gu Mo's figure as if they were icy pools cleaved open by a blade's light.

"Supreme Heavenly Blade"

At that moment, Gu Mo drew his knife.
He had no knife in his hand, but he had a knife in his heart, and so the world came to have a knife!

This strike was one he had never used before—the ninth strike of the Eight Heavenly Blades Techniques—the Supreme Heavenly Blade!

He held no weapon, yet a chilling aura emanated from him, causing the wind and clouds to change color. In an instant, an invisible giant blade seemed to materialize between heaven and earth; wherever its edge pointed, the void trembled, and ghosts and gods howled.

Gu Mo's palm was empty, yet the sound of blades echoed like thunder across the heavens and earth. His hair stood on end, as if his entire being had transformed into a blade, and then into a blade itself.

This strike possessed a power capable of splitting the heavens and earth.

When the sword flashed, the world fell silent.

It's not a knife visible to the naked eye, but the silence before a landslide, the rumble of thunder before a storm, and the deepest tremor in the human heart.

that moment,
The head manager seemed to see a blade piercing through heaven and earth, slashing at the volcano formed by the Fire Killing Mantra and the Mountain Killing Mantra in his line of sight.

In the instant the volcano shattered amidst the flash of the blades, the lava was like a red ribbon frozen in place, and the rocks suspended in mid-air looked like beads strung together by invisible threads.

The next moment, with a muffled "boom", the entire volcano turned into dust. The crimson magma solidified into the shape of a blood lotus in the air, but withered away piece by piece in the afterglow of the sword energy, turning into specks of fluorescent light and dissipating.

The head manager felt a sharp pain in his chest, blood spurted from his throat, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

He conjured a wisp of green smoke in the air, attempting to escape, but the blade energy was three times faster than his escape technique.

With a "swoosh," his left arm was severed at the shoulder.

However, before the blood could drip, the head manager grabbed the severed arm with his backhand, pressed down with his palm, and with a cracking sound of bones dislocating, he actually put it back in place.

He spread his hands out, one palm bursting with flames, while the other hand crackled with lightning. But in that instant, his left arm was soaked in blood, and knife wounds appeared all over his body.

"What a strong sword intention!"

He immediately gave Gu Mo a deep look and said, "Gu Mo, I was careless today. If we meet again, I will kill you!"

Why wait until next time!

Gu Mo roared, his long hair flying as he soared into the sky. In that instant, Gu Chudong, who had already dodged far away, threw out the Gouchen Demon Blade in his hand, which instantly turned into 128 fragments that flew towards Gu Mo and instantly condensed into a shape in Gu Mo's hand.

But in that instant, the head manager waved his hand, and thirteen tornadoes rose from the ground. Countless rubble and debris swept towards Gu Mo like a torrential rain. The earth roared, and the rubble was swept up like a steel rainstorm, intercepting Gu Mo like a sandstorm. Gu Mo quickly swung his sword to disperse the tornadoes, but the head manager's figure had already disappeared in the surging sandstorm.

Endless piles of rubble and ruins fell like a massive hailstorm.

More than half of the Baihusuo Manor has been razed to the ground; the houses, walls, artificial hills, and lakes have all been destroyed, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation.

The battle is not over yet.

The assassins retreated, while the constables from the Six Doors went on a relentless pursuit.

"elder brother!"

Gu Chudong, who had fled the battle early on, flew over and said, "I couldn't stop him. The Night Wanderer just showed up. His lightness skill is too unpredictable. He took away the bodies of the brute and Su Meiniang."

Gu Mo asked in confusion, "Su Meiniang is alright, but the brute was torn to pieces, and he took her with him?"

Gu Chudong said, "He took the head and body with him from the brute's corpse."

Gu Mo frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Gu Chudong said, "Brother, I just saw that the head manager actually reattached his severed arm, just like that... just like that, he reattached it!"

Gu Mo said in a deep voice, "Pei Yuanzhen said before that the Seven Killings of Tianyuan Guiji is divided into seven categories: Yin Yang, Wind and Thunder, Heaven, Earth, Mountain, Fire, and Water. Each of these seven categories has different abilities. Among them, the Earth Killings category is similar to the Mingyu Gong in that it has the characteristic of continuous life. However, it is stronger than the Mingyu Gong. It can accelerate the body's healing and quickly restore physical strength and injuries, just like the earth nurturing all things and continuously providing vitality. The head manager just forcibly reattached his severed arm, which should be due to this method."

Gu Chudong suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. But this ability is too overpowered, isn't it?"

Gu Mo was also somewhat amazed by the power of the Heavenly Abyss Returns to Silence Seven Killings Ode.

Pei Yuanzhen had previously told him about the Seven Killings Ode of Heavenly Abyss Returning to Silence.

Earth Killing Mantra is for healing and life; Yin Yang Mantra is for internal energy and also enhances talent; Wind and Thunder are for speed and attack. However, the head shopkeeper only activated the wind but not the thunder, so I wonder if he doesn't know how.

The Heavenly Killing Technique is a spiritual means of achieving harmony between heaven and man; the Mountain Killing Technique possesses powerful defense and gravity control; the Fire Killing Technique brings the changes of fire to the extreme, allowing one to control flames at will; and finally, the Water Killing Technique is a top-level force-reducing method that uses softness to overcome hardness on land, and a water-controlling technique in water.

Basically, the Heavenly Abyss Returns to Silence Seven Killings Ode brings together various methods to an extreme, which is why it dares to claim that the Seven Killings are united and invincible.

However, Pei Yuanzhen had previously said that a person could only cultivate one talent. But just now, when Gu Mo fought with the head manager, the head manager used all seven talents.

"Brother, should we still chase after them?" Gu Chudong asked.

"Chase him, of course we must chase him!" Gu Mo said. "Strike while the iron is hot. I've injured this manager, so now is the best opportunity to kill him. Besides, we've already made enemies, so we have to go all out."

The Seven Killings Ode of Heavenly Abyss Returns to Silence, aside from the Yin-Yang Ode, consists of six techniques for Qi cultivators, quite different from conventional martial arts methods. It places great emphasis on timing and location. If we don't kill this head manager today, and he later ambushes us in secret, we'll be in serious trouble if we accidentally fall into his territory!

Martial arts are divided into three directions: first, internal and external skills; second, martial will; and third, Qi cultivation.

Internal and external martial arts emphasize steady and methodical progress, focusing on stability. Martial arts willpower emphasizes intention, primarily in terms of realm and awareness, with strong explosive power. Qi practitioners, on the other hand, rely on momentum, borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth, and the momentum of nature. They are highly dependent on favorable timing and location. This has obvious weaknesses, but also obvious advantages. When facing a Qi practitioner, one fears being outmaneuvered.

Immediately,

Gu Chudong took out the Star Pattern Shadow Chasing Scroll from her large book box.

As Gu Chudong channeled his inner energy into the Shadow Chasing Manual, the pointer began to spin wildly, eventually locking onto a direction.

Gu Mo immediately grabbed Gu Chudong's shoulder and leaped up, quickly chasing after her.

When he fought with the head manager before, he was very wary of the head manager's Wind and Thunder Lightness Skill and worried that the other party would escape. So, he secretly put the Star Pattern Stone on the head manager during the fight.

Indeed, what we feared most came to pass.
Someone like the head manager, who keeps his true identity a secret even to his own people, would never fight to the death. Once he senses something is wrong, he will flee without hesitation.

However, with Zhuiying Jian around, he wasn't worried at all that the head manager could escape.

With the Shadow Chasing Slip, the masterpiece of the brilliant and unparalleled master craftswoman Lin, in hand, it is indeed impossible to defend against a sudden attack if the opponent is caught off guard.

……

At this moment, outside Yanluo County, in a low grove of trees.

The head manager was leaning against a tree, spitting out blood. His body was exposed from his tattered black robe, covered with wounds inflicted by sword energy. In particular, there was a clean cut on his left arm, from which blood was constantly oozing.

The head manager's right palm condensed into wisps of brown energy, which swirled and then slowly flowed out, gently soothing the wounds like willow branches.

The wound actually healed instantly. However, it only lasted for a breath or two before the skin and flesh at the wound site tore open again, and fresh blood continued to flow out.

"Such a strong sword energy!"

The head manager exclaimed, "I never expected Gu Mo to have such a powerful and versatile technique. He's simply inhuman. How could someone in his early twenties possess so many skills? Was he born with such knowledge?"

At this moment,
A gust of wind blew through the woods, and the figure of the Night Wanderer appeared beside the head steward. He was holding a corpse in each of his hands, which were the bodies of Su Meiniang and the brute.

The Night Wanderer threw the corpse on the ground and hurriedly went to the head steward's side, saying with concern, "Teacher, you are badly injured."

The head manager nodded and said, "I miscalculated. Gu Mo's strength is much greater than I imagined, and his sword intent is much more tenacious than I expected."

"Can't even your Earthly Killing Talisman cure this?" Night Wanderer asked in confusion.

"It can be cured. In theory, with the Earthly Killing Essence being ever-renewing, I should be able to heal my injuries easily," the head manager said. "However, after just fighting Gu Mo, the sheer depth of his internal energy was truly beyond my expectations. My energy expenditure was too great, and even the Earthly Killing Essence cannot fully replenish it in a short time."

"What should we do?" Night Wanderer asked in a panic.

The head manager said, "It's alright. I asked you to bring back the bodies of the brute and Su Meiniang to prevent this trouble."

"Huh?" Night Wanderer asked in confusion, "A corpse? How did you do that..."

"My disciple, I can only apologize to you..."

The head steward suddenly reached out and grabbed the Night Wanderer's head. In that instant, a tremendous force bound the Night Wanderer, rendering him unable to move. At the same time, he felt a powerful suction force appear in his upper, middle, and lower dantian.

As the head manager slightly raised his hand...
Three streams of energy surged from the three dantian of the Night Wanderer, began to rotate and converge, and condensed into a single dan bead.

"Teacher... teacher..."

The Night Wanderer's eyes widened in disbelief. "You...you...what are you doing?"

The head shopkeeper slowly said, "Disciple, the Seven Killings Ode that I passed on to you is incomplete. The ancestor of the Mu clan of the Yin-Yang Department was a genius. Back then, the descendants of the Yin-Yang Department were too poor in talent, and no one could learn the Yin-Yang Ode. So the ancestor of the Mu clan divided the Yin-Yang Ode into two volumes, the Yin Ode and the Yang Ode."

Even more remarkably, he also utilized the mutually reinforcing and complementary nature of the Seven Killings Oath to create a fusion method. This method allowed one to kill a person who separately cultivated the Yin Oath or the Yang Oath, extracting their killing power and condensing it into an inner elixir for fusion. Later, when the Mu Clan was wiped out, I not only seized the Yin-Yang Oath but also obtained that method.

The Mu family ancestor was indeed a genius. Through his ideas, I successfully deduced and found the advanced method for the Seven Killings Fusion, allowing one person to cultivate the Seven Killings Mantra. However, how can the speed of cultivation by one person compare to that of many people cultivating for me?

Night Wanderer's face was deathly pale, his whole body convulsing. Feeling the energy disappearing from his dantian, he said, "No wonder... I understand... No wonder those who cultivate the Seven Killings Technique in the five categories of Heaven, Earth, Mountain, Fire, and Water have been having accidents or disappearing one after another over the years... And our fellow disciples... You said they went to carry out missions, but in reality... they were killed by you, weren't they?"

"I hope you'll meet a good master in your next life!"

The head shopkeeper inhaled forcefully, and the last wisp of air escaped, condensing into a pearl in his palm.

The Night Wanderer trembled, his eyes quickly lost their color, and he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Then,

The head steward then began sucking on the corpses of Su Meiniang and the brute again.

Soon, they obtained two more pill beads.

With the three pills in hand, he quickly circulated his energy. In no time, he had absorbed all three pills, and his listless spirit instantly returned. He made a sword-finger gesture, condensing streams of killing energy that surged towards the wounds.

This time, the wound healed and did not reopen.

"It's a pity that the conditions for the Seven Killings to merge into one are not met here, otherwise I really want to fight Gu Mo again!"

The head steward slowly rose, and with a gentle wave of his hand, a burst of flame surged forth, instantly burning the three corpses to ashes.

He slowly raised his hand and caught a leaf. Then a gust of wind came, and he vanished instantly, leaving only a wisp of smoke carrying a leaf into the distance.

(End of this chapter)