Back on Earth, I am the only cultivator.

Ren'ai Maternity Hospital, main entrance lobby.

This is the most upscale private hospital in Mencheng.

The lobby was decorated in a spacious and bright style.

Sunlight streamed through the domed skylight, casting dappled shadows on the mirror-like marble floor.

Because it was the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there weren't many patients in the lobby. Several on-duty medical guides were gathered behind the service desk, whispering among themselves.

"Have you heard? That guy named Wang Hao, his wife jumped off the top floor of the hospital ward yesterday. Her brains were all over the place. Tsk tsk, that's really tragic."

"I heard that woman jumped off a building because of depression. What does that have to do with our hospital?"

"They really don't know what's good for them, insisting on jumping in our hospital."

"However, I heard about their child's heart..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down, are you looking for trouble?! Is that something you can just casually talk about?"

Several medical guides were chatting enthusiastically when suddenly, the glass door was violently kicked and shattered with a loud crash!

Glass shards rained down on the smooth marble floor, making a crisp sound.

"Who?! Are you looking for death, daring to cause trouble at Ren'ai Hospital!"

Four burly men dressed in black security uniforms and carrying riot batons rushed out of the security room on one side of the hall.

The leader, with a menacing face, was none other than Chen Bao, the captain of the security department.

When Chen Bao saw who was walking in from outside, a disdainful sneer immediately appeared on his face:

"Oh ho, who do we have here?"

"What's wrong? Itching for a beating again? And you brought helpers along?"

Chen Bao arrogantly pointed his riot baton at Wu Fan and said arrogantly:

"Kid, no matter who you are, if you dare to meddle in the affairs of Ren'ai Hospital, this is what will happen to you!"

"Brother Fan, that's him!"

Wang Hao looked at Chen Bao with hatred in his eyes.

"He's the one who led people to beat me up and drove Yingying to her death!"

Wu Fan's eyes turned cold, and he was about to make a move.

"Brother, leave it to me!"

Wu Xi took the first step, her eyes flashing with an icy light.

"Get out of my way, you little brat who's asking for it!"

Chen Bao grinned maliciously, completely unconcerned, and swung his heavy riot baton, smashing it hard towards Wu Xi's head!

If this blow had landed on an ordinary person, their head would have been split open, demonstrating Chen Bao's arrogance and cruelty.

However, as soon as he raised the stick in his hand, he felt an indescribable chill envelop him.

In that instant, Chen Bao felt a bone-chilling cold throughout his body, as if the blood in his body had stopped flowing, and his feet seemed to be frozen in place, unable to obey his commands.

It turned out that Wu Xi had already made his move, and the invisible chill in the air had already locked onto him.

Wu Xi looked at Chen Bao and coldly uttered a few words:

"Ice spikes, go!"

With a cold snort, the temperature in the air dropped a few degrees, and even white mist appeared.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Four sharp ice spikes formed from spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, accompanied by a whooshing sound, and instantly pierced through Chen Bao's arms and knees!

"Ahhh, ahhh!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the hall.

Chen Bao fell to the ground, with four ice spikes conspicuously visible on his arms and knees.

The biting cold seeped into his meridians through his wound, causing him to convulse violently and turn deathly pale.

"A ghost! There's a ghost!"

The remaining three security guards, who had originally intended to rush forward, were terrified by this incredible skill. Their riot batons clattered to the ground, and they scrambled back towards the security room.

The receptionists were so frightened that they screamed repeatedly, covering their heads and huddled under the counter, trembling.

Wang Hao stood behind, staring blankly at the scene before him, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

Is this still the Wu Fan sister he knows?

This is simply divine!

Wu Fan slowly walked up to Chen Bao, who was lying on the ground groaning, and looked down at him.

"Chen Guoxiong, which floor?"

"Yes, in the dean's office on the sixth floor."

Chen Bao was in so much pain that tears and snot streamed down his face, and he begged for mercy, his teeth chattering.

"Spare me! Please, please let me go! This is all Dean Chen's order!"

"Pfft."

Without wasting words, Wu Fan flicked his fingers, and a burst of Geng metal energy shot out, severing Chen Bao's throat.

Blood gushed out, and the screams abruptly ceased.

"Let's go to the sixth floor and settle accounts with that Dean Chen."

……

At this moment, on the sixth floor, in the dean's office.

The heavy doors shut out the noise from outside.

The office is covered with luxurious wool carpets.

The documents on the large desk were in a mess.

A woman in her early thirties with long, wavy hair was leaning over the desk.

Her once-dignified work uniform was now torn to shreds, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white, voluptuous back.

"Dean, um, please be gentle..."

The female secretary was panting heavily, her eyes brimming with tears.

Dean Chen Guoxiong was standing behind her, his old face flushed with excitement.

"Little vixen, why are you being so proactive today? Do you want that bag again?"

Chen Guoxiong, panting heavily, chuckled wickedly.

"Oh, I just love how powerful you are, Dean!"

The female secretary turned around, her red lips slightly parted, her breath sweet as orchids.

Just as the two were getting into the swing of things, the office door was suddenly banged on from the outside.

"Dean! Dean Chen! Something terrible has happened!"

A security guard stumbled and pounded on the gate, his voice filled with terror.

Chen Guoxiong frowned sharply and burst into a tirade:

"Get lost! You blind fool!"

"You've ruined my fun! You're fired tomorrow!"

"No, Dean! Captain Chen Bao downstairs has been killed!"

The security guard's voice was choked with sobs as he incoherently shouted from outside the door:

"Someone has broken in! It's Wang Hao! Wang Hao has led his men to attack! They know sorcery!"

The security guard stood still at the door, his voice abruptly stopping before he could finish speaking.

A sword aura had pierced through the back of his neck, drawing out a large amount of blood.

"Bang!"

The next second, the heavy door seemed to have been hit by a heavy truck, violently flying inward and crashing heavily onto the spacious office floor, shattering into pieces.

"what!"

The female secretary was so frightened by the sudden loud noise that she screamed repeatedly. She didn't even bother to straighten her clothes and scrambled to hide in a corner of the desk, trembling with fear.

Chen Guoxiong was also startled and almost lost his erection on the spot.

He hurriedly pulled up his pants, turned around, and saw four people walking in from outside the door.

When Chen Guoxiong saw that it was Wang Hao, his fear was instantly replaced by overwhelming rage.

He straightened his disheveled shirt, pointed at Wang Hao, and angrily said:

"Wang Hao! Who gave you the audacity to smash up my office like that?!"

"Haven't your wife died a terrible death yet?!"

"You believe I'll make sure you and that bitch reunite today?!"