Wang Muyi was so scared that he fell to the ground, staring at the bottle in terror.

The bottle was only as thick as a thumb, but inside coiled a very tiny snake.

The snake's scales were actually seven-colored, looking extremely beautiful, but its small eyes were only the size of sesame seeds, staring right back at Wang Muyi.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?" Zhu He smiled sinisterly at the shivering Wang Muyi, the corners of his mouth curling with malevolence.

Wang Muyi swallowed and looked at Pan Qiuxiang for help.

Pan Qiuxiang raised an eyebrow: "This is the master's reward, it's your honor. Hurry up and thank the master."

Wang Muyi had experienced the Love Gu; that feeling of not being himself often left him in a half-dream state.

This charming little snake was clearly not a good thing. If he truly accepted it, he might end up neither human nor ghost.

No matter how much he wanted to climb up, Wang Muyi did not want to become a true puppet.

"No, no!" Wang Muyi got up and turned to flee.

At times like this, it was best to escape as far as possible and not linger here.

The little snake looked incredibly terrifying.

Who knew what might happen if he accepted it.

Zhu He's face darkened, seeing Wang Muyi refuse his gift. Shaking his head, he picked up the small bottle and flicked it gently, popping off the cap: "Ungrateful fool!"

In the next second, the seven-colored snake soared into the air, quickly darting behind Wang Muyi and slipping into his left ear.

One of Wang Muyi's hands had already grabbed the door handle, but even before he could open it, his whole body seemed to stiffen suddenly, freezing in place.

In only a few seconds, Wang Muyi slowly turned around, his eyes becoming dazed, like a puppet, and walked towards Zhu He: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Go kill Ye Guichen." Zhu He said indifferently.

Without any emotional fluctuation, Wang Muyi nodded upon hearing: "Yes, master."

Then, he turned, walked to the window, and leaped out.

"Ah…!" Pan Qiuxiang screamed as she saw Wang Muyi jump out the window, covering her mouth and quickly running to the window to look down.

They were on the thirteenth floor here; jumping down would turn him into minced meat.

However, as Pan Qiuxiang looked down, she saw Wang Muyi standing upright on the ground, with a large pit in the cement from his impact, walking slowly away as if completely unharmed.

Many people heard the crash and looked towards Wang Muyi.

"Master, wha-what's going on?" Pan Qiuxiang came back to her senses and approached Zhu He again, her eyes shining with admiration.

Zhu He smiled faintly: "This is my recent research, the Eternal Life Gu, hehe. Although the Eternal Life Gu can only live for twenty-four hours, it can completely unleash a person's potential. Now Wang Muyi is a killing machine, and within twenty-four hours, he will kill Ye Guichen; otherwise, once this time is exceeded, he will die himself."

"What happens after he kills Ye Guichen?" Pan Qiuxiang knew Zhu He was formidable, but had only previously encountered the Love Gu and never knew such terrifying things existed.

"Of course Wang Muyi will die too, then the Eternal Life Gu will transfer to Ye Guichen, and follow my orders for mass killing."

Pan Qiuxiang suddenly understood: "As long as a person is killed every twenty-four hours, the Eternal Life Gu will keep passing on?"

"You're indeed smart." Zhu He lifted Pan Qiuxiang's chin: "You wouldn't be reluctant, would you?"

Pan Qiuxiang was startled, quickly shaking her head: "Master, even I belong to you, how could your servant be reluctant?"

"Good to know." Zhu He squinted his eyes, muttering to himself: "Hehe, killing this guy named Ye Guichen is a bit of a warning to those three pesky Taoists. If they don't know their place and insist on pushing forward, I don't mind killing them all."

...

A restricted area in the Jinling suburb.

There was a huge martial arts training ground here, which was the usual training place for the Eastern Corps.

At that moment, more than a dozen tall, valiant figures stood on a playground.

Each of them was incredibly arrogant, their eyes filled with domineering confidence, like ferocious wolves, looking down on everything.

They were the elite of the Eastern Corps.

A while ago, many of them had executed a secret mission. They had just returned a few days ago, only to be told by Boss Mo that he had invited an instructor to give them special training.

These individuals were top-notch talents, martial arts geniuses, with outstanding battle records, each covered in scars, refined through true battlefield trials—a group of heroes.

At first, when they heard Boss Mo had invited a high-ranking instructor, their eyes lit up, thinking it must be a big shot from some corps.

But after inquiring a bit, they found out it was a young man in his twenties who hadn't even participated in any corps.

"Jiang Long, is Boss Mo joking with us? He actually invited a twenty-something kid to be our instructor? Haha, that guy might not teach us anything but instead get beaten up by us." A burly man with bronze skin scoffed contemptuously.

His name was Huo Feng, the most skilled martial artist among these elites.

Though merely at peak first-class level, due to his battle-hardened experience, his practical combat skills were incredibly strong, especially his Shadowless Kick, which had reached a masterful level.

It was rumored his kick was strong enough to kill an elephant effortlessly, and the number of first-class masters dying under his foot was likely no less than a hundred.

The person he asked was none other than Jiang Long, who had once competed alongside Ye Guichen in the championship.

After the championship, under Ye Guichen's lead, Dragon Teeth not only won the contest, but many participants got the opportunity to join the corps.

Jiang Long was even lucky enough to be selected into the elite corps.

Upon hearing Huo Feng's disdain towards Ye Guichen, Jiang Long's face turned red: "Captain Huo, though Captain Ye is young, his martial arts skills are far superior to mine. Since Boss Mo invited him to train us, there must be a reason."

"Jiang Long, aren't you a Cross Training Master from the Jiang Family? It's said your cross-training is already quite advanced. Even Captain Huo wouldn't defeat you in three moves. Logically, you should be proud, yet you are defending this Ye Guichen. Is this true?" Another team member mocked: "As far as we know, you haven't spent much time with that guy, right?"

"I, I..." Jiang Long, new to the group, had been extremely excited when he heard Ye Guichen would be the instructor. But after interacting a bit, he found that none of the elite corps believed in Ye Guichen.

Unable to argue: "I believe Captain Ye is strong enough to teach us!"

"Alright then, let's make a bet." The team member who spoke earlier became interested: "Jiang Long, if Ye Guichen comes and can't even beat me, you should leave voluntarily. Our elite corps doesn't keep trash, agreed?"

Jiang Long opened his mouth, gritting his teeth: "Okay, but what if you can't beat Captain Ye?"

The team member shrugged: "I'll wash your socks for a month, and you'll be our brother, with no objections from us anymore."

"Deal!" Knowing these people were incredibly arrogant and exclusionary, Jiang Long had no hesitation when he saw they wanted to bet using Ye Guichen.

Just then, a voice shouted from afar: "Boss Mo is coming!"

Everyone fell silent, looking up to see Boss Mo leading someone towards them quickly.

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