One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

Gong Qing collapsed to the ground with a thud.

He was covered in blood, yet he was laughing so hard he was doubled over.

"What a convenient 'What does this have to do with my scenic area' attitude..."

"It seems I'm doomed to die today."

Even as death loomed, Gong Qing's eyes calmed down.

He turned his head to glance at the group of half-dead disciples behind him, then turned back to stare at Zhou Yan.

"I never imagined that the prestigious Celestial Master's Mansion...would also enjoy playing this hypocritical game..."

With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Gong Qing said sarcastically, "You said you'd release them, but then you sent a 'security guard' to deal with them... What a piece of trash!"

Zhou Yan was taken aback.

He was about to say that he had never been a member of the Celestial Master's Mansion...

But as the words were about to come out, he smiled again.

"Xiao Yuzi."

Zhou Yan squatted down and grabbed Gong Qing's head.

The palm is pressed against the skull, and the five fingers are slightly curled up.

"Next life—"

Zhou Yan's voice was very soft.

"Don't be so curious."

"Zhou Yan—you...! Ugh!!!"

Sizzle—!

Yang Wu Lei exploded from his palm!

A flash of white light.

Gong Qing's body convulsed violently for a moment, then stiffened.

The skin cracked, blackened, and carbonized at a rate visible to the naked eye...

A burnt smell filled the air.

Gong Qing, acting leader of Quanxing Sect—

Graduate.

Zhou Yan shook his hand and smiled.

Why should I explain anything to a dead man?

"Brother Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou Zhou!"

Lü Liang's screams echoed at the foot of the mountain.

He wasn't beaten, he was scared!

Gong Qing's death is no loss...

But he's still young!

He was shaking violently.

Gong Qing's charred corpse was just three steps away, still emitting wisps of smoke.

"Brother Zhou! Grandpa Zhou! Ancestor!"

Lü Liang was overcome with tears, and his voice trembled.

"I was just following orders... I didn't do anything!"

The sect leader has spoken, and I'm just a nobody, how could I not come!

Because I was afraid of being discovered, I hid alone in the woodshed for several days... I didn't even leave the house!

Zhou Yan looked down at him.

Lü Liang's brain was working at full speed!

He had never dealt with Zhou Yan, but he had heard a little bit about him.

He even dared to beat up Wang Bing, and even embedded him directly into the ring!

Mentioning Grandpa probably won't work...we need to think of another way!

"Master Zhou! I'm useful!"

He stretched out his hands, fingers spread, and a pale blue light surrounded him.

"I can read people's memories...and even copy and extract them to show others!"

I can even, to some extent, alter and influence other people's thoughts!

This incredible skill is unknown even to those within the Quanxing sect!

Lu Liang's face was covered in a mixture of mud and blood, but he forced a smile:

"You spared my life; from now on, I will follow your lead without question!"

Beside him, Yuan Tao's body was half charred black, and his voice was already hoarse.

Upon hearing this, he stiffened his neck and cursed:

"Lü Liang...you little bastard!"

Yuan Tao's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were red-rimmed, "A grown man dies, so what? You're so spineless..."

Snapped!

A slap in the face.

Clean and efficient!

Yuan Tao's head was spun halfway around from the slap, and a handful of broken teeth fell out of his mouth with a series of crackling sounds.

His mouth was still open, but he could only make some muffled "ooh ooh ooh" sounds, so soft they were almost inaudible...

Zhou Yan shook his hand, not even glancing at Yuan Tao again.

He squatted down and looked at Lü Liang with a smile.

"You want to live?"

"Yes! Who doesn't want to live, Master Zhou!"

You spared my life, I promise I won't regret it!

Lu Liang nodded repeatedly, as if grasping at a straw.

There's a chance!

Pity.

Zhou Yan shook his head.

At this point, Lü Liang has not yet endured the mental torment inflicted by his great-grandmother, and his dual-wielding skills have not yet awakened, so they are of little use.

However... without a doubt, it's an excellent potential stock!

Such a miraculous doctor, who can quickly "bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones," is of course someone I want to keep in my own hands!

"You say you'll follow my lead... That sounds nice."

Zhou Yan tilted his head:

"But I don't trust you."

Lu Liang paused for a second, then patted his chest and said, "Master Zhou, please explain! No matter the conditions, I can do anything!"

Zhou Yan smiled.

"good!"

He stood up, took out his phone from his uniform pocket, and pointed it at Lü Liang...

"That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear."

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Tianshi Hall.

It was already late at night, but the palace was brightly lit.

Lu Jin crossed her arms and leaned against the door.

The Xu brothers, Xu San and Xu Si, were holding small notebooks and registering dozens of Quanxing members in front of them.

"Name."

"Wang Dapao..."

"age..."

Seven or eight black vans were parked outside the hall.

Each of them, bearing the logo of "Nadutong Express Company," waited on the side.

Lü Ci and Wang Ai stood aside chatting.

Zhang Zhiwei led Zhang Lingyu into the main hall.

Xu Si, with his sharp eyes, spotted the newcomer and swiftly hid his right hand behind his back!

"The old Celestial Master is here! As agreed, we're taking these unlucky bastards with us!"

As he spoke, smoke billowed from his mouth...

"I was so scared! I thought security guards were coming..."

Zhang Zhiwei stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the main hall, nodding slightly:

"Take him away, take him away, I have no objection."

Lu Jin looked up at the old Celestial Master, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Where did Xiao Zhou go?

The Tongtian Talisman was still in his pocket!

But he's getting on in years, so it wouldn't be good for him to be too eager... so he just had to keep playing the profound one.

Lu Ci suddenly turned his head.

"Old Celestial Master," he asked, frowning.

"Have you seen my beastly great-grandson?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, "Your great-grandson is probably nothing but ashes now," and shook his head, saying:

"I didn't notice."

Lu Ci nodded with a stern face and did not ask any further questions.

Zhang Lingyu stood alone at the door, but her gaze fell on a figure tied up like a rice dumpling in the corner.

The person had a burlap sack over their head, their hands were tied behind their back, and only a small section of their pink calves were visible.

He recognized him immediately...

Xia He!

Zhang Lingyu lowered her head and clenched her fists.

I knew this day would come sooner or later...

"Lingyu."

A hand came to rest on his shoulder.

Zhang Lingyu shuddered.

Turning my head—the old Celestial Master had somehow gotten close, his squinting eyes carrying a meaningful look.

"Is it really this girl?"

Zhang Lingyu's expression changed: "Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"Isn't that so? I've heard she's a menace..."

He patted Zhang Lingyu on the shoulder and said softly:

"Go ahead and get rid of her."

Zhang Lingyu froze.

"Master! She...she actually..."

"go!"

The old master's face darkened.

Zhang Lingyu felt as if the blood in his body was flowing backward.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but couldn't utter a single word...

Yes, one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing.

Xia He, the bone-scraping knife!

Isn't he a menace...?

The ending between the two of them was predetermined from the very beginning...

Zhang Lingyu took a deep breath, said nothing, and turned to walk towards Xia He.

But his steps were as heavy as if they were made of lead.

step.

Two steps...

Behind him, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly burst into laughter.

"You're kidding me!"

Zhang Lingyu turned around in astonishment.

"Master!"

The old celestial master laughed so hard his shoulders shook, and waved to him:

"Come back, come back quickly."

"Watching you walk those few steps, I'm really afraid you'll fall..."

Zhang Lingyu was instantly rooted to the spot, her face turning as red as a ripe crab...

Zhang Zhiwei stopped laughing and turned to the Xu brothers beside him.

"Gentlemen, please do me a favor and release this girl, okay?"

Xu San frowned, about to speak: "Old Celestial Master, this is not right—"

Xu Si stopped him, smiling broadly:

"Who dares to disrespect the Old Master?"

Xu Si was swift and decisive: "Release them! Release them!"

The burlap sack was taken down.

Xia He's hair was disheveled, and she bit her lip tightly.

She blinked to adjust to the light, her gaze fixed intently on Zhang Lingyu.

Inside the hall, it was as if the pause button had been suddenly pressed.

Except for a few old guys, everyone's breathing quickened in unison...

Zhang Zhiwei strolled slowly to Xia He and looked down at her.

"Girl."

He pointed to Zhang Lingyu behind him.

"To prevent my stubborn disciple from developing inner demons, I'll let you off the hook today."

Having said that, the old Celestial Master's playful expression vanished instantly:

"Just this once."

Xia He felt as if she had been struck in the mind by a powerful and irresistible bolt of pure lightning, and she was stunned on the spot!

When I came to my senses, the old Celestial Master had already walked out with his hands behind his back.

If one's heart is not in control, how can one's body be in control of one's own?

"You'd better watch yourself, you little brat."

Xia He was stunned.

She looked at Zhang Zhiwei, then at Zhang Lingyu.

His lips moved, but he didn't utter a single word.

Head bowed, legs spread wide, he fled the main hall as if escaping...

After watching the show for a while, Wang Ai stood up, gave a forced smile, and bowed to the crowd to say goodbye.

"Old Master, you've worked hard tonight."

Now that the situation is settled, I will not cause any more trouble and will take my leave.

Zhang Zhiwei smiled and nodded.

A black van was parked outside the palace gate.

Wang Ai opened the car door and climbed into the passenger seat.

The vehicle slowly started moving.

Wang Bing lay sprawled out in the back row, his body wrapped in bandages, his eyes wide open.

"Grandpa!" Wang Bing's eyes were filled with resentment. "I'm not reconciled!"

Wang Ai leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes.

"What's the rush, my darling... Your injury is my pain!"

He stroked the sandalwood prayer beads in his hand, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"Overnight, they killed and captured so many members of the Quanxing sect..."

The prayer beads spun around once.

"Even if he'd rather continue working as a security guard—"

Wang Ai opened her eyes, her gaze deep and unfathomable.

"Do you think the Longhushan Scenic Area would still dare to accept him?"

Wang Bing's lifeless eyes finally lit up!

The van drove off into the darkness without looking back.