How did I, a fake bodyguard, become a terrestrial immortal?

The short knife in Shen Guanqi's hand moved so fast that only a cold glint remained.

When the tip of the knife was only half an inch away from his right eye, two fingers suddenly appeared in front of him.

Lu Yang gripped the blade.

The sharp blade landed between his fingers, but couldn't even cut through a layer of skin.

Shen Guanqi gritted his teeth.

"Let go!"

"Not loose."

"This eye is no longer mine."

"That's on your face too."

Lu Yang applied a little pressure with his fingers.

The short knife was broken in two.

"Are eye treatments expensive at your place, Master of Fate?"

Shen Guanqi was stunned for a moment.

What time is it? This guy is still worried about the consultation fee?

Before he could speak, his dark red eyes suddenly turned.

The white mask deep within the pupils rapidly magnified.

A voice, indistinguishable between male and female, rang out again.

"Seeing you... is enough."

An invisible force surged from Shen Guanqi's eyes.

The scene before Lu Yang's eyes changed instantly.

The surrounding figures, houses, and streets vanished simultaneously.

Only a deathly white silence remained between heaven and earth.

Masks without facial features floated all around, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.

Lu Yang glanced down.

His body is fading.

It was as if something was pulling his soul into this place little by little through Shen Guanqi's eyes.

From the depths of the white space, a figure slowly walked out.

The woman was dressed in a black robe and wore a pure white mask on her face.

It was the person who led them all the way to the ferry crossing.

She stopped in front of Lu Yang.

You are more complete than I imagined.

"whole?"

Lu Yang raised his hand and touched his arm.

"Except for the clothes being a bit torn, everything else is pretty intact."

The pale-faced woman ignored his nonsense.

She raised one hand and reached towards Lu Yang's brow.

"let me see……"

"Who exactly are you?"

Just as her fingertips were about to touch Lu Yang, a large hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

The pale-faced woman paused in her movements.

Lu Yang stood still, his body no longer fading.

"Just look at the person."

What does "touching with your hands" mean?

The pale-faced woman suddenly looked up.

"How could you...?"

"How could it not be affected?"

Lu Yang finished the second half of her sentence for her.

"Maybe I'm just thick-skinned."

The pale-faced woman tried to pull her arm away.

But she found that Lu Yang's five fingers were like iron clamps, and no matter how she struggled, she could not budge them even a little.

The next moment, a deep rumble came from behind Lu Yang.

A massive phantom of Xuanwu appeared in the white space.

All four legs fell.

The entire space suddenly sank.

The faceless masks floating around all around fell simultaneously, crashing heavily to the ground.

The pale-faced woman's body also sank down.

Her feet sank into the ground, and it felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on her shoulders.

"Bearing the mountain..."

This was the first time she had shown significant emotional fluctuations.

"You've only just broken through; how could you possibly have brought the power of the Xuanwu into your soul?"

"So it didn't work before?"

Lu Yang glanced back at the phantom of Xuanwu.

"It followed me in on its own; there's nothing I can do about it."

The head of the Black Tortoise snake slowly rose from the turtle's back.

The cold, vertical pupils locked onto the pale-faced woman.

The mask on the woman's face trembled slightly.

The faceless masks that had been pressed to the ground all around them simultaneously rose up.

One after another, gray figures crawled out of the masks and rushed towards Lu Yang.

Lu Yang did not turn around.

The phantom of Xuanwu raised its forelegs.

Then it fell.

A tremendous force instantly swept across the entire space.

The gray figure that had just gotten up lay back down on the ground.

Cracks appeared on the surface of all the masks at the same time.

The next moment, countless masks shattered completely.

The white space also shook violently.

Dark cracks spread out from afar.

The pale-faced woman finally realized something was wrong.

"This is my divine will. Even if you destroy this place, you yourself will not be able to leave!"

"That sounds familiar, doesn't it?"

Lu Yang thought for a moment.

"The last one who scared me like that has already been eaten."

The black tortoise snake head opened its mouth in agreement.

The pale-faced woman suddenly raised her other hand.

Dozens of dark red threads flew out from his sleeve and instantly wrapped around Lu Yang's arm.

Within each thread, an eye slowly opens.

Whispers came from all directions.

Countless chaotic images flashed through Lu Yang's mind.

High-rise buildings.

Traffic flow.

The hospital's pale roof.

There was also a truck coming head-on.

Those memories buried in another part of life were forcibly unearthed by a force.

The voice of the pale-faced woman then rang out.

"So you've lived there for so long."

Before she could finish speaking, Lu Yang suddenly looked up.

"It's very impolite to randomly pry into someone else's memories."

The red threads wrapped around his arm tightened one by one.

Lu Yang took a step back and exerted force suddenly.

The pale-faced woman's body was pulled directly in front of him.

Before she could react, a fist had already landed on the white mask.

boom!

A crack appeared in the center of the mask.

The woman was sent flying backwards.

Before she even landed, Lu Yang reappeared in front of her.

"You all like to hide behind masks."

The second punch landed.

The cracks on the mask widened rapidly.

"If you want to see me, come here yourself."

The third punch was unleashed.

The white mask shattered completely.

But there is no face underneath the mask.

There was only a twisted darkness.

In the depths of darkness, a huge, dark red eye slowly opened.

The black serpent head suddenly let out a low growl.

It leaped out from the turtle's back and bit into the darkness.

The pale-faced woman's body twisted violently.

"Lu Yang!"

Her voice finally lost its previous calm.

Lu Yang grabbed the red thread wrapped around his wrist.

"Don't rush! Leave an address before you look for anyone."

The Qi and blood of Xuanwu flowed upstream along the red line.

A muffled impact seemed to come from outside the white space.

A brief image flashed before Lu Yang's eyes.

A dimly lit room.

White masks hung all over the walls.

The woman in black robes sat cross-legged in front of a divination chart, her mask mostly cracked open.

She suddenly looked up.

She met Lu Yang's gaze from an unknown distance.

Lu Yang remembered the arrangement behind her.

Just as she was about to get a better look, the woman raised her hand and cut the red thread in front of her.

The white space shattered with a deafening roar.

Lu Yang's vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already back outside the noodle shop.

Shen Guanqi remained kneeling on the ground.

In that dark red right eye, a thin red line was extending outward.

Lu Yang gripped the red thread tightly with his right hand.

The other end disappeared into the void.

"come out!"

Lu Yang gave a low shout.

The phantom of Xuanwu roared with its head raised.

The red line was instantly tightened.

A blurry figure in black robes was forcibly pulled halfway out of the void.

Fang Xuan was already prepared.

Seven silver needles flew out simultaneously, embedding themselves around the figure in black robes.

"Lock on life!"

The life lines intertwined into a net, sealing off the surroundings.

Zhao Mingtang drew his sword.

The sword flashed across the neck of the figure in black robes.

The woman raised her hand to block the sword.

The moment she raised her hand, Lu Yang was already right in front of her.

"Didn't you want to see me?"

"Do you see it clearly now?"

A punch landed.

The figure in black robes exploded instantly.

A large amount of black energy dissipated in all directions, but was swallowed up by the Xuanwu phantom.

Only half of the white mask remained on the ground.

The dark red eyes then disappeared from Shen Guanqi's pupils.

His body went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Fang Xuan immediately helped him up.

"How's your right eye?"

Shen Guanqi closed his eyes, and only opened them again after a moment.

The right eye has returned to black, but there is a grayish-white ring around the edge of the pupil.

"You won't go blind for now."

Lu Yang walked over and glanced at his right eye.

"I should have known better than to stop them."

Shen Guanqi's face darkened.

"That's not what you just said."

"..."

Shen Guanqi took a deep breath.

He finally understood why Fang Xuan always seemed unwilling to talk to Lu Yang.

It's not that they're cold-hearted, it's that they're prone to shortening their lifespan.

Fang Xuan picked up the half of the mask from the ground: "She escaped."

Lu Yang spread out his right hand.

A thin, blackened thread was wrapped around his palm.

This was just forcibly torn off the other person.

Shen Guanqi saw the black line and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"She used my eye to find you, and you followed that eye to leave the Xuanwu aura on her?"

"She practically delivered herself to my door."

Lu Yang said matter-of-factly:

"We can't let people make a wasted trip."

Fang Xuan flipped the half of the mask over.

The inside of the mask had no runes, but was covered with a layer of fine black sand.

Chen Ping'an's expression suddenly changed when he saw the fine sand.

"I've seen this before."

Everyone looked at him at the same time.

Chen Ping'an struggled to get closer and picked up a small amount of black sand with his fingers.

"Six years ago, when Yan Wuxiang first took over my body, the soles of his shoes were covered in this kind of sand."

"There is no black sand near the ferry crossing."

"It can only be found on the Duanlong River beach, thirty miles north of the city."

Fang Xuan looked at the black line on Lu Yang's palm.

"Where is she?"

"uncertain."

Shen Guanqi supported himself on his knees as he stood up.

"However, the aura of Xuanwu has not yet dissipated."

"As long as she is within 300 miles, she will definitely leave a trace."

Lu Yang put away the black line.

"Then let's go take a look."

Zhao Mingtang frowned.

"They're clearly targeting you on purpose. Would chasing after them now be a trap?"

"Definitely."

Lu Yang nodded.

"Then why are you still going?"

"She tricked us from Hanlin City to the ferry crossing, almost used Bai Miyao to open the door, and also took one of Shen Guanqi's eyes."

Lu Yang bent down and picked up the half of the broken white mask.

"They've even kept such a record of the debt."

"If we don't settle accounts with her, are we just going to keep her around until the New Year?"

Bai Miyao peeked out from Bai Yixin's arms.

"Uncle Lu, what if she doesn't have any money?"

Lu Yang thought about it carefully.

"Then detain them to pay off the debt."

Shen Guanqi glanced at Lu Yang, then looked towards the north of the city.

"No need to rush out of the city."

Why?

"She wasn't alone just now."

Shen Guanqi raised his hand and pointed to half of the mask.

On the inside of the mask, a previously invisible blood-red line is slowly emerging.

It is a black lotus with only six petals.

Bai Yi's beloved Bai Miyao suddenly clutched her chest.

The dormant Azure Lotus Dao Seed within her body stirred slightly.