My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

"oh."

Ye Xunhuan nodded, slowly stood up, and gently patted the orange cat's head. "Good boy, go sit in the corner and don't get blood on yourself."

"After I've dealt with these bastards, I'll take you out for grilled sausages, double the chili, and I'll even give you an egg."

The orange cat meowed, wagged its tail, and obediently ran to the corner, squatting down to lick its paws, as if what was about to happen was just a farce.

Ye Xunhuan moved his neck, and his joints made a "crackling" sound.

With his hands in his pockets, he swaggered toward the Scorpion Hall Master, humming an off-key rendition of "Little Apple."

"I was in a good mood today and was planning to break your legs and throw you out to feed the dogs."

Ye Xunhuan tilted his head, a roguish smile playing on his lips. "I've changed my mind now."

"You dare to lay a finger on my senior sister? None of you will leave here alive today."

The Scorpion Hall Master was so angry he laughed.

"Haha! That's hilarious! You're just a greenhorn, how dare you spout such big talk?"

He suddenly waved his hand and roared at the assassins behind him, "Go! Chop this kid into mincemeat!"

"Capture that woman alive! Anyone who dares to harm a single hair on her head, I'll boil their bones into soup!"

A dozen or so assassins in black pounced on him like hungry wolves, their poisoned daggers gleaming with an eerie green light as they aimed straight for Ye Xunhuan's heart, throat, and other vital organs.

These people are all elites of the Ghost Doctor Sect. They are all ruthless killers, and ordinary special forces soldiers cannot last a single move against them.

Long Xiaotian closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear witnessing the horrific scene that was about to unfold.

Only Ling Jinghong stood still, arms crossed, watching with great interest.

She knew all too well that these people were nothing more than ants in front of Ye Xunhuan.

Just as the dagger was about to pierce Ye Xunhuan, Ye Xunhuan moved.

His speed was beyond human limits; everyone only saw a blur.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!"

A series of crisp, loud slaps echoed in the empty hall.

Immediately following were more than a dozen shrill screams that were so agonizing they sounded inhuman.

The black-clad assassins, who had been so menacing just moments before, flew out like tattered sacks hit by a train, crashing heavily against the wall.

Half of their faces were slapped raw, their teeth were knocked out, and the daggers in their hands were shattered by the force of the palm strike.

He lay on the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving. Black blood flowed from his seven orifices, clearly indicating that he had been poisoned by the poison on his own dagger.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

The entire room fell silent.

Long Xiaotian suddenly opened his eyes, his mouth was wide open enough to fit a fist, and his eyes were about to pop out.

Oh my God!

Is this even human?

More than a dozen elite assassins from the Ghost Doctor Sect were all slapped to death with a single blow each.

The Scorpion Hall Master's smile froze, his eyes widened like copper bells, and his bronze mask almost fell off.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could you have acted so quickly?"

Ye Xunhuan clapped his hands, as if he were just brushing off the dust.

He looked at the Scorpion Hall Master with disdain and said, "With such meager skills, you dare to come out and work as an assassin? You're a disgrace to your Ghost Doctor Sect."

"When I was three years old, I followed my master to catch zombies and play hide-and-seek in the mass grave."

"When I was five years old, I beat that old geezer founder of your Ghost Doctor Sect to a pulp and stole his lousy poison manual to use as toilet paper."

"Your skills are so rudimentary, in my eyes you're not even as good as my dog, Wangcai."

The Scorpion Hall Master was trembling with rage, his eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast that had been provoked.

He roared, pulled a black gourd from his pocket, uncorked it, and sprayed it at Ye Xunhuan.

A dark green poisonous mist instantly spread out, enveloping the entire hall.

Wherever the toxic fog passed, metal tables and chairs instantly rusted and corroded, turning into piles of scrap metal.

The marble on the ground was corroded into small pits, making a "sizzling" sound.

"Hahaha! This is the Seven Deadly Poison Mist that I painstakingly crafted over ten years! Contact with it is instant death!"

Even if a god came, he couldn't save you!

The Scorpion Hall Master laughed maniacally, his face twisted with smugness.

Long Xiaotian and his two remaining bodyguards felt dizzy and lightheaded after just one breath of the poisonous mist. It felt as if a large rock was pressing down on their chests, and they spat out a mouthful of black blood, collapsing to the ground unable to move.

Just as Ling Jinghong was about to use her internal energy to dispel the poisonous fog, Ye Xunhuan grabbed her hand and scratched her palm.

"Senior sister, don't move. This little bit of poison isn't even enough to fill my teeth."

After saying that, Ye Xunhuan took a deep breath.

Then, to everyone's utter astonishment, he inhaled all the dark green poisonous fog that filled the entire hall.

After he finished, he let out a burp, smacked his lips, and said with a look of disgust:

"The taste is alright, just a bit bitter. Remember to add more rock sugar next time you make poison."

"By the way, this gourd of yours is nice, it's mine now, perfect for buying soy sauce."

As he spoke, he reached out and beckoned, and the black gourd flew into his hand automatically. He tossed it around and nodded in satisfaction.

"boom!"

The Scorpion Hall Master's mind went completely blank, as if it had been hit by an atomic bomb.

He stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, muttering to himself, "Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... The Seven Deadly Poison Mist is invincible... How could someone absorb it... and not die?"

Ye Xunhuan walked towards him step by step, still toying with the gourd in his hand, a devilish smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"That's it? You dare call yourself invincible?"

"The poisons from your Ghost Doctor Sect are all garbage."

"Back then, your master's master stole half of my master's incomplete Poison Manual, which is how you founded your lousy Ghost Medicine Sect."

"My master is too ashamed to bother with a bunch of good-for-nothings like you."

"I didn't expect you to take advantage of my kindness and actually dare to come to my door to provoke me."

The Poison Scorpion Hall Master was so frightened that he staggered backward, his legs giving way and he almost fell over.

He suddenly drew a curved knife from his waist, the blade coated with black poison and gleaming with an eerie light.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

He roared and, with all his might, chopped down on Ye Xunhuan's head.

This strike, imbued with his life's work, could cleave even a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate in two.

Ye Xunhuan casually stretched out his hand and pinched the blade of the curved knife between two fingers.

Then, he gently pinched it.

"Snap!"

He actually managed to crush the steel-forged scimitar into pieces.

The leader of the Poison Scorpion Hall turned green with fright and turned to run away.

How could Ye Xunhuan possibly give him a chance?

He stepped forward, grabbed the leader of the Poison Scorpion Hall by the back of the neck, and lifted him up like a chick.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed on the face of the Poison Scorpion Hall Master.

The bronze mask on his face shattered instantly, revealing an incredibly ugly donkey face. Half of his face was smashed, and his teeth were scattered all over the ground, flowing down with blood.

"You just said you wanted to strip my senior sister naked and tie her to the mountain gate?"

Ye Xunhuan shook the gourd in his hand and asked casually.

"ah--?!"

The Poison Scorpion Hall Master was so frightened that he wet himself. He had only wanted to have some fun with words, but he never expected Ye Xunhuan to be so powerful!

Otherwise, he wouldn't dare say that even if he had a hundred lives!

"Grandmaster...Grandmaster! I was wrong, I was blind to your greatness! Just ignore me! Let me go!"

The leader of the Poison Scorpion Hall desperately kowtowed and begged for mercy, "I'll never dare to come to Jiangcheng again! I'll disband the Poison Scorpion Hall as soon as I get back! Please spare my dog's life!"