Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

"This is where we're temporarily staying. It's full of people from our Northern Imperial Guard," the pale-faced man said, pulling a black iron token from his pocket. "This is our token."

Xie Weixing accepted it.

"Now you can let me go, right?" He trembled all over, looking at the green-eyed snake woman before him. "Please, give me the antidote for the Azure Pill..."

"What kind of Azure Pill?" Shen Chunri smiled slightly, raised her hand, and showed him her palm, demonstrating it from front to back. "What I fed you were candy beans, didn't you find them sweet?"

The man's eyes widened: "You—"

"However," Shen Chunri's smile widened, a cold glint flashing in his hand, "I really will kill you."

The dagger struck the man's chest with pinpoint accuracy, the dull thud of flesh being pierced exploding in his ears.

"Ugh..." Blood gushed from the man's mouth as he collapsed to the ground. "You...you..."

Yu Xintang spoke in a deep voice: "You've harmed so many people in Chidi, and even slaughtered the entire Yangzhi Pass to create corpses. Have you ever thought about those thousands of mortals you killed? They also had wives and children to care for, and they were also born of parents. You don't deserve to live."

"You have a wife yet you went to Wushan Tower, intending to commit adultery with women," Tan Suiting said, looking down at him with blinding light shining on the upper half of his face, making it impossible to see the color of his eyes. "Killing you would be giving women and children a way out."

Xie Weixing flipped the token in his hand halfway around, then made a hand seal, transforming it into the man's appearance: "I'll go in first and proceed according to plan."

Nie Zhao nodded: "Be careful. If anything goes wrong, get out immediately."

"Don't worry." Xie Weixing smiled, his expression nonchalant yet revealing a hint of bloodlust. The dragon scales on his waist glowed with a dark red light.

"Tonight," the real-time communication talisman instantly ignited in his palm, "we'll wipe out this beast's lair."

*

Xie Weixing affixed the token to the stone seal at the door, and after they matched, the hidden door opened from the side.

He raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, the main gate was a decoy. If we actually went through there, we would probably alert the enemy, and there might even be hidden weapons or traps.

Xie Weixing stepped inside.

"You're back? So late today?" someone asked. "The Second Deacon sent you to find him. Why didn't the other two come back with you?"

"I'm drunk at Wushan Tower," Xie Weixing mimicked the man's tone. "By the way, has there been any news from Qingzhou? Now that Shen Yuan is dead and the Blood Moon Hall has vanished, what is the Master still doing making us stay in Nanchuan Chidi?"

"Who knows what the Master is thinking?" The man waved his hand. "He even sent a message back to the Second Steward this afternoon."

His expression was solemn. He deliberately leaned closer and whispered, "I heard that the Chief Steward was furious because the roster was lost. Both the First and Third Stewards were punished, and they were only spared thanks to the Second Steward's intercession."

Xie Weixing's heartstrings were touched.

Quite irritable and fierce, this Lord of the Northern Imperial Guard.

He knew that since the Northern Imperial Guard valued the roster so much, it was impossible that they hadn't considered taking it back after Blood Moon Hall lost it.

There are only two possibilities for why there's no action now.

First, they don't know the whereabouts of the roster, so they can only investigate based on simple logical reasoning. Currently, the Nie family is the prime suspect.

Secondly, since they already had suspicions, yet they were still so timid and hesitant, not even daring to enter the Nie residence to inquire, there was only one possibility left.

Insufficient cultivation level.

The Northern Imperial Guard has been busy lately with refining corpses and cooperating with the Blood Moon Hall. Most of the higher-ups are probably tied up, not to mention the head of the Northern Imperial Guard, who has to stay in Qingzhou.

Therefore, the deacons remaining in Chidi would never have a cultivation level higher than the Taixu Realm.

This is why he dared to raid the outpost tonight with only four men.

Xie Weixing gently curved her lips and moved closer to the other person, her voice low and husky at the end: "Hmm, is there anything else you want to say?"

"Huh?" The man paused for a moment. "No, that's all. Why are you acting so strangely today—"

A flash of black and red light appeared suddenly, and dragon scales instantly wrapped around his neck.

"I heard your last words," Xie Weixing chuckled softly, his voice clear and gentle, "Go to your death in peace."

"Whoosh—!"

The dragon scales suddenly grazed the man's neck, the sharp barbs of the whip instantly slicing across the tender skin, producing a muffled thud as the whip flew through the air, making a whooshing sound.

The man's eyes widened suddenly, he clutched his rapidly bleeding neck, staggered back two steps, and finally collapsed to the ground.

The atmosphere inside the courtyard suddenly changed. Someone came out at the sound of the approaching storm and saw a boy holding a whip and his subordinates lying on the ground covered in blood.

"Guards! Enemy attack!"

It was late, and most of the people at the outpost were already asleep when they heard the roar and were instantly awakened.

Xie Weixing, dressed in black, stood in the center with a calm expression and even a smile on his lips. His peach blossom eyes were gentle and shimmering.

He toyed with a long, red and black whip in his hand. The whip seemed to have a spirit, turning slowly and steadily at his fingertips. Even though he had killed someone, there was no blood on the whip. Instead, the red light grew brighter and brighter, as if it was enjoying the bloodlust.

A woman slowly walked out, holding a cat in her arms. She had long, narrow eyes and black markings on her profile. "Who is this, and what brings you here?"

Xie Weixing's amber eyes flashed with a hint of bloodlust as he casually asked, "What about the other two?"

Judging from appearances, this woman is the butler I just mentioned.

The black cat meowed softly in her arms, and the woman narrowed her eyes slightly: "You still haven't answered me, who are you?"

"The Northern Imperial Guard botched things for our Blood Moon Hall," Xie Weixing raised his eyes, "and you think you can just let it go like this?"

The woman narrowed her eyes, full of suspicion: "You're from the Blood Moon Hall? Where's the previous manager? How come it's you?"

Xie Weixing chuckled lightly: "Because of your petty affairs, so many people in our Blood Moon Hall have died, and we've had a complete overhaul from top to bottom. I'm only here today to give you face."

After he finished speaking, he asked Long Lin to wrap his wrist a few times, revealing the mark of the Blood Moon Hall.

The woman glanced at it quickly.

It really is the Blood Moon Hall.

The system, on its deathbed, sat up in shock: Where did you get your tattoo?

Xie Weixing: Temporary tattoos, bought from the item shop.

System: The item shop still has this?

Xie Weixing: Conceptual props that can be tattooed with anything you can imagine in your mind.

System: You're not consulting me about anything anymore, are you? This is dangerous, you know?

Xie Weixing: What am I doing that isn't dangerous? Why would I discuss anything with you, you lazybones?

System: If you insult me ​​again!

Xie Weixing: You have such a request? I'll grant it after I've killed everyone.

system:?

"What are you doing here?" the woman said coldly. "Bei Yu Si and your Blood Moon Hall are cooperating for mutual benefit. You lost the roster, and I haven't even come looking for you yet, but you've come looking for me."