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Click, click.

As the boots snapped the dead branches, the young man's figure drew ever closer.

A faint, almost imperceptible whistling wind lingered in the mountains, echoing the inexplicable wails that arose from nowhere.

This gradually transformed the already desolate and uninhabited ancient pine hill into a sinister and terrifying place.

The foxes, who had been chatting and laughing leisurely as they surrounded the area, were now retreating in a panic toward the hill.

Their expressions were grim, and when they looked at the figure not far away, a deep sense of apprehension rose in their eyes.

"..."

Both were alone, and Lin Shu didn't look much older than Chang Yi.

The knife was still the same knife, but now that it was in his hand, it suddenly took on a terrifying sharpness.

If one had to pinpoint a difference, it would be the faint, rolling droplets of blood on the sharp blade.

Only when it has been used to draw blood can it be called a knife.

If everyone knows you're too afraid to act and are hesitant to take action, then this thing is just a piece of scrap metal.

"What is this?"

As the fox hastily retreated, it noticed something was wrong and suddenly looked down.

At some unknown time, black mist gradually rose and spread from the cracks in the mud and among the withered branches and leaves on the ground of the entire ancient pine hill.

They rose without wind, like black fire spreading across the plains.

What was initially only barely under control in one gambling den, after being completely restored, has silently and visibly swept across the entire hillside!

Lin Shu emerged from the black mist, her figure indistinct, and slowly raised the long sword in her hand.

Using such bizarre methods, they simultaneously ensnared dozens of foxes and thugs, including four cultivators of the same realm.

Such behavior can only be described as arrogant and domineering!

"How is that possible?"

Yin Ling looked around, her pupils twitching slightly.

How could a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage possess such a wide-ranging technique, capable of covering the entire mountain?

Let alone dozens of strands of spiritual energy, even hundreds or thousands of strands would definitely not be enough.

But the bone-chilling cold that swept over him seemed genuine.

This genuine experience clashed with his understanding, and his expression gradually became contradictory.

"It's just a smokescreen, ignore it. Kill him, and everything will be fine!"

The other wolf clapped its hands suddenly, its eyes gleaming with a spiritual light.

His gaze pierced through the increasingly thick black fog and saw those swaying, white bone claws poised to extend, covering the entire mountainside as if countless vengeful spirits and corpses were gradually awakening.

Even with the blessing of spiritual insight, my heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Let's do it!"

He ignored these ghostly things and mobilized his spiritual power, intending to kill them in the distance.

Just then, a sharp bone claw suddenly gripped his ankle.

It felt as if ice had seeped into my skin, making me shiver.

Is this really... a smokescreen?

The wolf seemed dazed, and the next moment, intense pain struck.

scoff-

His lower leg was brutally torn off by the bone claws and pulled into the surging black mist, which swallowed even his blood without creating a ripple.

"what!"

The pained cry had barely begun when it was drowned out by the sharp cries for help from those around them.

"Lord Wolf, help me—"

Whether it's the foxes or the thugs they recruit, most of them are just ordinary people.

After all, with the inner method, one can naturally join the Ferocious Wolf Hall, and there's no need to rely on cheating and swindling to earn money.

When such a group of people loses the protection of other ferocious wolves and faces a Qi Refining cultivator at the mid-stage of Qi Gathering, the outcome is self-evident.

The foxes looked up at the young man who was now almost within reach.

He stared at that handsome face that appeared somewhat frail.

The situation is pretty much the same as before; we're still facing just one person and one knife.

They suddenly lost the courage to argue with the other party, and even their breathing became stuck in their throats and nasal cavities.

puff! !

Lin Shu moved abruptly, like a wolf among sheep.

He swung his arm wildly, the blade infused with spiritual power, and slashed down fiercely, easily splitting the body in front of him!

The splash of blood made the ground beneath their feet wet and sticky.

The disparity in strength between the two sides was so great that it turned into a one-sided massacre.

Those faces, some contorted in rage, others filled with terror, their mouths uttering pleas for mercy mixed with curses, none of their reactions could stir the young man's emotions in the slightest.

He was like a cleaner, focused intently on cleaning up the filth in front of him.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace of their bodies; killing a worthless life earns a measly reward of two coins."

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace of their bodies; killing a worthless life earns a reward of four coins."

Severed limbs and fragments formed a bloody path at his feet, and various signs emerged, quickly breaking through the thirty-point mark.

"call!"

Yin Ling's arms moved with the force of wind, channeling her spiritual power to create a shimmering light screen around her.

He ducked in a panic, trying to avoid the bone claws reaching out, but his face still burned with pain.

The sharp finger bones easily tore through the light barrier, leaving several deep gashes on his face that revealed the bone.

This thing can break through my spiritual light shield so easily?

It is... a top-tier (highest grade) technique!

The moment this thought flashed through her mind, Yin Ling was shaken to her core, and even her facial features became distorted.

As his mind wavered and he felt fear, the black aura in front of him grew even denser.

It transformed from something formless into a thick, viscous black liquid, as if it were about to swallow him whole.

Enveloped in a suffocating feeling, Yin Ling stared wide-eyed as numerous bone claws gripped her body.

"Let me go—"

His roar was almost deafening as he mobilized all his spiritual power in a final struggle.

But a strange, fishy stench wafted from the tip of my nose.

Stimulated by the smell, Yin Ling suddenly realized something.

The entire hillside seemed to suddenly become quiet, as quiet as if no one was alive.

At the same time, a piercing pain shot through his lower back, and a steel knife silently emerged from his abdomen.

"..."

Yin Ling's body stiffened slightly, and she slowly turned around to look.

Amidst the corpses scattered on the ground, Lin Shu emerged as if from the mud. Not only her clothes, but even the strands of hair on her forehead were soaked, with the tips of her hair tinged with an eerie blood-red hue.

Those eyes, filled with a red mist, carried a chilling ferocity.

Under such gazes, Yin Ling felt that even her magic techniques had been completely seen through.

Otherwise, how could the opponent have found the weakest point of spiritual power with a single strike?

"Master Lin, Master Lin!"

Yin Ling screamed in terror, gripping the blade protruding from her abdomen with both hands, and cried out with all her might, "Do you remember? I... I delivered goods to you on two side streets!"

He guessed that this greedy wolf was very strong.

But I never imagined that the other party was so ferocious that they could deal with four cultivators of the same realm at the same time!

"Thanks."

Lin Shu nodded and casually drew his long sword.

Click click.

Several more bone claws burst forth from the black mist, dragging the struggling Yin Ling steadily into it, whereupon she remained motionless.

"Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts, while those who repair bridges and roads leave no trace; killing a worthless life earns a reward of sixty-eight coins."

With one less ferocious wolf, the remaining three suddenly felt an immense increase in pressure.

"Mr. Lin, it's all a misunderstanding!"

They were barely able to resist those evil claws, but in just a few breaths, they were torn to shreds and turned into bloody messes.

Even though this pack of ferocious wolves was slightly weaker than Liu Zhen, they weren't much weaker; they were all at least seventy or eighty strands of Qi.

However, faced with the fully completed top-tier immortal techniques, they didn't even have a chance to directly confront Lin Shu, as they exhausted their energy just dealing with the black mist bone claws.

"It's a misunderstanding!!"

The wolves couldn't understand why Lin Shu suddenly wanted to kill so many of his gang members.

Even if they did covet each other's territory.

But given the examples of Tian Jingyuan and Liu Zhen, how could anyone dare to provoke this greedy wolf?

Having killed so many people, doesn't the other side fear the gang rules at all...? Having ruined the Hundred Hearts Birthday Celebration, how could the White Tiger Hall possibly let this scoundrel go?!

The sharp sound stopped abruptly.

The skeletal claws brutally pierced the faces of the three men, covering their mouths and noses.

The remaining bone claws also shot out violently, like pale white chains suspended in the air, pulling the group little by little into the river of black mist.

"..."

Lin Shu stood quietly on the hillside, as prompts flooded her eyes.

Before the previous point could be fully developed, it was pushed aside by the next one.

The fox, along with their guards, numbered forty-two in total, and their value ranged from two to five coins.

Dozens of cold lives were transformed into one hundred and forty-seven warm, dark copper coins.

The four ferocious wolves provided more than 280 black coins.

A total of four hundred and thirty coins!

It was more than double the amount of all the ill-gotten gains he had fed along the way.

But Lin Shu remained standing in the same spot.

In an instant, countless white jade coins began to appear.

It went from tens to over a hundred, then two hundred, and only when it was almost three hundred did it gradually stop.

Until the last prompt appears.

Life and death are determined by Heaven; life is snatched from the hands of Yama, the King of Hell. Saving a worthless life is rewarded with eighty-two coins for good deeds.

The number of jade coins suddenly surged and stopped at three hundred and fifty-five!

Stable.

Lin Shu let out a long breath, a smile appearing on her face.

It should be noted that from the moment he came into contact with the Moonlight Claw Technique to the point of deducing half of the Burial of Bones and Souls, it only cost him a hundred evil coins.

Even if good deeds take three times longer, with such a huge number, it should still produce some results by now.

"..."

The black mist that covered the mountain slowly dissipated, and the moonlight became bright again.

Chang Yi protected the many people behind him, who stared blankly into the distance, watching this bizarre and cruel scene quietly come to an end.

Only one figure remained on the entire gloomy hillside.

The young man casually carried a long sword, surrounded by corpses. He lowered his eyes slightly, as if savoring something.

A moment later, a slight upturn of the corners of his lips appeared on his blood-stained handsome face, revealing a hint of satisfaction.

"hiss."

Even though the people in the southern suburbs have witnessed many brutal acts in this mass grave.

But seeing that smile for a moment, they still felt a chill run down their spines for no apparent reason.