Under One Person: I Can Change Jobs Infinitely

"Heh, I'm really looking forward to it. I hope the Ghost Hand King can give me a good time."

Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly, and then he began to use Ghost Shadow Step to travel.

The only problem now is that he doesn't know Li Muxuan's exact location.

However, he knew that in order to put Li Muxuan's father at ease, Ghost Hand King later bought a courtyard near the Li family's home and taught Li Muxuan there.

The Li family are local wealthy merchants, so their target is quite obvious.

Huang Yu asked questions along the way and spent a day arriving near the Li family mansion.

Using the "Tearing the Silk" technique to hypnotize, they inquired with nearby residents and learned that Zuo Ruotong had left, as well as the courtyard where Ghost Hand King and Li Muxuan lived.

This incident was quite well-known locally, given the Li family's prestigious reputation. Their young master, instead of becoming an apprentice of the Great Immortal Zuo Ruotong, had chosen to become an apprentice of a street performer...

This whole thing is so strange, and there are all sorts of rumors circulating about it.

They stealthily made their way to Ghost Hand King's courtyard, where they heard the sounds of drinking and eating meat, indicating that quite a few people had gathered there.

"Wow, it's quite lively here. Is it a gathering of the Quanxing (a sect of cults)?"

After advancing to the [Qi Refiner] level, Huang Yu became extremely sensitive to various energies in the world, especially in perceiving the true Qi within others.

Even now, from a distance, he could clearly sense that there were seven people inside: six Qi cultivators and one child, who should be Li Muxuan.

As for those six Qi Refiners, three of them possessed extraordinary cultivation methods and were considered experts.

Even the [Martial Artist] talent [Crisis Warning] was subtly alerting him, reminding him that some of his methods might lead to losses if he wasn't careful.

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 world: you can kill anyone from the Quanxing Sect 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 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 true qi surged within him, his muscles and bones rapidly transformed, 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 the Quanxing sect to the core and travels around upholding justice!"

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

"We'll use Ghostly Movement to infiltrate and take out the ones with the most disgusting True Qi and the 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 go against 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!"

"How interesting! This immortal is truly delighted!"

A man in a suit and glasses took a sip of his drink 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 spend the next five years gathering my killing intent!"

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

"Once this child learns my methods, I'll 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! I shall then carefully calculate it..."

"Tsk tsk tsk, impressive indeed, Old Wang! I'm confident that my son will one day carry on and make the 'Reversing the Eight Directions' business even more successful!"

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!