After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

The information they received only mentioned that Shen Shuchou might have some background, but never mentioned that he was a cultivator himself, and a cultivator who could easily neutralize the true qi of the Golden Core realm.

The young man also abandoned his contempt, and his aura suddenly surged. He and the middle-aged man stood on the left and right, subtly surrounding Shen Shuchou.

"It seems we misjudged them."

The middle-aged man's voice turned cold. "Since Mr. Shen is also one of us, he should know the rules and come with us. Don't force us to take action."

Shen Shuchou ignored him, only glancing back at Xie Zhixia with a slight frown: "Who told you to move around like that?"

Xie Zhixia was terrified by what she had just witnessed, her hand gripping the wine bottle trembling slightly, but she still stubbornly insisted, "I promised her... I can't let them take you away!"

With his plans repeatedly disrupted, Shen Shuchou felt a pang of helplessness. Xie Zhixia had ruined his schemes for the second time.

He turned to look at the two of them, his tone almost indifferent: "If I said I wasn't a cultivator, would you believe me?"

"Enough talk! So what if you're a cultivator? Attack!"

The young man clearly didn't take Shen Shuchou seriously, even though the other party had just neutralized his true energy.

Before he finished speaking, he launched the first attack, his right hand suddenly transforming into a claw, which rushed straight at Shen Shuchou's face with a sharp gust of wind.

The middle-aged man beside him also moved at the same time, his Golden Core Realm cultivation suddenly erupting, his aura overwhelming him.

"Be careful!"

Xie Zhixia cried out in alarm.

Shen Shuchou remained calm, raised his hand, and precisely grabbed the wrist that was grabbing him.

The young man was overjoyed, thinking that the other party had walked right into his trap, and was about to use his spiritual power to shatter his bones.

Suddenly, he felt a terrifying force coming from the other person's palm, surging into his arm like a raging storm!

"Ugh—!"

He watched helplessly as his entire arm swelled up at a visible speed, with the blood vessels under his skin bulging as if they were about to burst.

Before he could react, there was a muffled "bang," and the arm that had swelled to its limit exploded, sending blood, flesh, and bone fragments flying, instantly turning into dust!

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the living room. The young man clutched his severed arm, convulsing in pain, his face ashen, his eyes filled with unbelievable terror.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast that no one could react in time.

On the other side, the middle-aged man who had just rushed to Shen Shuchou's side witnessed this horrifying scene. The fierce look on his face instantly froze, replaced by deep horror.

He instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late.

After dealing with the youth, Shen Shuchou unhesitatingly threw a punch with his right hand.

The seemingly ordinary punch was actually carrying a terrifying killing intent. Even before the punch arrived, the middle-aged man felt a suffocating sense of pressure.

He hastily channeled his spiritual power to protect his chest, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the middle-aged man's body was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the wall behind him, causing the wall to dent deeply.

A horrifying, gaping hole appeared in his chest, blood gushing out, his life instantly extinguished by that punch.

The living room fell into a deathly silence, with only the young man's suppressed sobs and Xie Zhixia's gasps as she instinctively covered her mouth.

Shen Shuchou stood still, his eyes calm and undisturbed, as if he had just crushed an ant.

"Elder! Save me!"

The young man clutched his severed arm, screaming in excruciating pain and fear, his voice hoarse and distorted from excessive blood loss.

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep and icy divine sense suddenly pierced through and locked onto the scene.

Shen Shuchou raised his eyes to meet that gaze, his eyes as indifferent as a cold pool.

Two divine senses, both belonging to the Nascent Soul Realm, collided violently in the void, and an invisible pressure swept around them.

However, this brief exchange lasted only a few breaths before the gaze outside abruptly withdrew.

Immediately afterwards, that aura disappeared at an extremely fast speed, clearly sensing that Shen Shuchou was troublesome, and chose to retreat directly.

Shen Shuchou raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised by the other party's decisiveness, but he had no intention of pursuing.

He now wanted to get something out of the person in front of him.

He turned to look at the young man, his eyes icy cold: "Now, you can talk. Who are you? Who wants to see me?"

When the young man saw that the elder had abandoned him and fled, the last bit of hope on his face was completely shattered. His eyes were filled with despair as he looked at Shen Shuchou, and his fear was even greater than before.

Upon hearing Shen Shuchou's question, he trembled and stammered, "If I... if I tell you, will you let me go?"

"It can make your death quicker."

Shen Shuchou's voice was devoid of any warmth.

The young man's face turned deathly pale instantly, his lips trembling, clearly his mental defenses had been completely shattered by those words.

"Even if you kill me, you will not survive! Let me tell you, I am a member of the Underworld! If you dare to touch a member of the Underworld, from this day forward, no matter where you flee, you will suffer the Underworld's endless revenge!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the young man immediately invoked the name of his organization, hoping to intimidate Shen Shuchou.

But when he heard the words "ghost," the chill in Shen Shuchou's eyes did not subside; instead, it intensified.

This wasn't the first time he'd encountered this organization.

Last time, it was because of Chu Siqi.

This time, however, it was aimed at him.

"Release me now, and I might be able to help you out... Aren't you afraid? As a cultivator, you must have heard of the Netherworld Ghost!"

The young man sensed that Shen Shuchou's killing intent was growing stronger and stronger, and his voice was trembling as he made a last-ditch effort.

"Really? Then come on over."

Shen Shuchou's tone was icy and devoid of any emotion.

As soon as he finished speaking, his divine sense suddenly spread out, and an invisible pressure seeped in like a tide.

The young man didn't even have time to scream before his life was completely cut off.

"You're a cultivator... I didn't realize."

The next moment, Xie Zhixia's voice rang out from behind.

She stood up from behind the sofa, walked to Shen Shuchou's side, and looked him up and down again, as if she were getting to know him all over again.

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "Since you are a cultivator, how about you help me deal with someone tonight?"

Shen Shuchou didn't want to pay attention to it, and he didn't plan to stay any longer.

As for the Miss Shen who specially sent someone to pick him up, he had no interest in meeting her.

He turned to leave, but Xie Zhixia rushed to the door first, slammed the door shut, and leaned against the door, blocking his way.

"Hey! I just risked my life to protect you, and you don't even say thank you before trying to walk away?"

Xie Zhixia raised an eyebrow at him, her tone tinged with indignation.

"So what do you want?"

He asked in a deep voice.

"Help me deal with someone, and we'll be even."

Xie Zhixia put it simply.

"I won't let you help me for nothing."

Seeing that he was tempted, Xie Zhixia added, "You don't know who's after you, but Shen Wanfu definitely does, otherwise she wouldn't have specifically asked me to pick you up. If you leave now, you won't be able to see her, and you won't even know who your opponent is. Wouldn't that put you in an even more passive position?"

Shen Shuchou's eyes flickered slightly.

That last sentence truly touched his heart.

The young lady from the Shen family, whom he had only met once, would not send someone to pick him up for no reason; she must know something about the inside story.

Leaving now and missing this opportunity to figure out the opponent would indeed be unwise.

Thinking of this, he asked calmly, "Who are you going to deal with?"

Seeing that Shen Shuchou had given in, Xie Zhixia visibly relaxed, and her tone became lighter: "It's someone from the Shen family."

A hint of doubt flashed across Shen Shuchou's face.

It's the Shen family again?

"Wanfu and I are good friends. I'm not talking about her lineage, but another woman in the Shen family. I hate her. There's a party tonight, I'll take you there."

Shen Shuchou remained silent for a moment.

The Shen family is involved, but for some reason Shen Shuchou feels that this is related to the people targeting him... It seems that he has no choice but to wade into this mess.

"What time tonight?" Shen Shuchou asked in a deep voice.

Xie Zhixia smiled slightly, her tone becoming more relaxed: "We're going tonight, no rush now. By the way, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly took a few steps forward, her posture deliberately languid, one of her shoulders barely visible, and her tone became somewhat ambiguous: "You can eat whatever you want."

Shen Shuchou simply stared at her coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion, thinking only that this woman was a bit crazy.

"He's such a blockhead, so boring."

Seeing that he had no reaction, Xie Zhixia pursed her lips and withdrew her deliberate posture.