Not long after.

Two subordinates carried up the corpse of the Ghost Servant.

Zhou Feng bared his teeth and rushed forward with wide eyes, staring intently—

The chest bore a clean, smooth hole.

"Looking at the wound, it seems like a fatal blow in one strike, larger at the back and tapering to the front, likely from a weapon resembling a baseball bat. The body was pierced from the back…"

"The Ghost Servant's Rapid Step Wind is well regarded throughout the Sect. To be able to kill Ghost Servant in one move, the perpetrator must either have speed surpassing the Ghost Servant or this weapon… A hidden weapon?"

Zhou Feng's face was filled with horror.

"Incredible… what kind of weapon is this?"

He was utterly baffled.

The subordinates on both sides were also looking at the body with great confusion. The person capable of killing the Ghost Servant must definitely be a Cultivator, but… just what kind of powerful individual could possess such astonishing means?

Zhou Feng's eyebrows were tightly locked.

"Boss, who exactly is the opponent?" one subordinate asked timidly.

Zhou Feng slowly stood up and said, "Pass the word down, abandon the business operations in Yanjing City. Underground gambling dens, entertainment venues, all to be temporarily shut down. Furthermore, order that all members below the Martial Artist rank at Hongmen must avoid any conflict with the Dark Web."

"Why?!!"

The subordinates' eyes widened.

Their painstakingly managed venues, smashed into chaos overnight, did not resemble themselves anymore, many brothers died, and many venues were lost. Now the boss is asking them not to resist! How could they accept this?

"Foolish!"

Zhou Feng lashed out fiercely, "The Ghost Servant is no match for this person, do you think you can be?"

This question left them speechless.

"I will report this matter to the higher-ups of Hongmen."

"Yes.!"

…

Meanwhile.

The body of Luo Sheng was also brought to the headquarters of Hongmen by the disciples of Hongmen.

When the most esteemed Doctor Fan Wuji of Hongmen learned that his most cherished student had miserably perished, he flew into a towering rage, taking Luo Sheng's body to the main hall!

Within Hongmen, only Fan Wuji had the status and courage to cause a commotion in the main hall.

Because, Fan Wuji is an extremely rare Sixth Grade Doctor.

The hierarchy of doctors is simple, ranging from First Grade to Ninth Grade, with Ninth Grade being the highest.

All Alchemists and Array Masters are ranked similarly.

The status of a Sixth Grade Doctor is comparable to an Earth Rank Cultivator… While a doctor lacks the destructive capability of an Earth Rank Cultivator, his healing features allow doctors to serve the people. The scarcity of this profession ensures a distinguished status.

In front of the main hall.

Fan Wuji banged the ground hard with his walking stick, declaring:

"Hongmen Sixth Grade Doctor Fan Wuji, earnestly requests the Sect Leader to uphold justice…"

The voice echoed in the main hall.

There was no response.

"Hongmen Sixth Grade Doctor Fan Wuji, earnestly requests the Sect Leader to uphold justice…"

"Hongmen Sixth Grade Doctor Fan Wuji, earnestly requests the Sect Leader to uphold justice…"

Repeated three times.

His voice grew increasingly louder.

Many disciples of Hongmen had already gathered around the main hall, but they all smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"Fan Wuji's favorite student died, he must be infuriated."

"Alas, the Sect Leader doesn't want to meet him, Fan Wuji must be seeking vengeance!"

"Now is not the time for Hongmen headquarters to be distracted, the plans for North Mountain are almost in place!"

"If you ask me, Fan Wuji is too anxious… A gentleman seeks vengeance, it is never too late even after ten years. Regardless of who the opponent is, isn't there a difference between dying sooner or later? Once we crush the Luli Sect and dominate everything north of Yanjing, who would dare disobey?"

"Well said."

Creak—

Creak, creak—

The grand doors of the main hall slowly opened.

An elderly man in his sixties walked out from the main hall, clad in a cyan robe with a black beard, sharp brows, and starry eyes, his gaze fiery.

This man was the Sect Leader of Hongmen, Ye Huangquan.

Ye Huangquan's gaze fell on the kneeling Fan Lao and then glanced at the corpse behind him.

"Fan Lao... I am deeply grieved by Luo Sheng's death. But at the moment, the bigger picture must be prioritized."

"Hongmen Sixth Grade Doctor Fan Wuji, earnestly requests the Sect Leader to uphold justice."

Fan Lao bowed again, "I will even stake my old face, pleading the Sect Leader to first uphold justice for my poor disciple! I cannot rest until the enemy is removed! I know there is a formidable foe at hand. But... with the multitude of powerful experts in Hongmen, isn't there a single person willing to stand up for this old man?"

Ye Huangquan sighed.

He knew if he didn't settle this today, the dispute would continue. For the Sect, internal strife during crucial times was absolutely unacceptable.

After pondering for a moment.

Ye Huangquan said: "Since Fan Lao insists on seeking justice, I, Ye Huangquan, as the Sect Leader, should assume the proper responsibility and duty."

Then, pausing briefly, he declared loudly: "Black Hawk!"

A nimble-looking middle-aged man appeared in a flash, bowing, "Sect Leader."

"You accompany Fan Lao on this journey."

"Yes!"

But just as he finished speaking—

Fan Wuji appeared somewhat dissatisfied, "Sect Leader, I fear Black Hawk's strength might be insufficient…"

"Rest assured, Black Hawk's strength is more than enough to deal with those minor noble families in Yanjing City... other members of the Sect have already rushed to North Mountain. Black Hawk is my personal guard, I trust him."

Fan Wuji, despite his seniority, found it inappropriate to continue.

The Sect Leader had even offered his personal guard to assist him, it would be excessive to ask for more.

"Thank you, Sect Leader!"

After finishing.

Fan Wuji slowly retreated.

Exiting the main hall.

Fan Wuji's eyes reddened as he looked towards Yanjing City, hatefully saying: "If I cannot avenge my disciple, I vow not to be human!"

...

Ye Family villa.

In the courtyard.

"Bro, why don't you believe me, I'm telling the truth… If my sister hadn't been ambushed, she would have already become a Heavenly Position Level strong person! My sister is really strong…" Xu Huawen said, draping his arms over Chen Daotian's shoulders.

"I believe your sister is formidable, but saying she is as beautiful as my wife, I don't believe…" Chen Daotian said, looking askew.

"Why don't you believe it?"

"Tsk tsk tsk... obviously because of the way you look…" Chen Daotian laughed.

"Go away, my sister said that I'm still young and can grow," Xu Huawen laughed.

Looking at Xu Huawen's cheerful demeanor, Chen Daotian joked: "You say you guys grew up on horseback, strong and robust, how come you don't last long?"

"I last long, okay! That was just the first time, inexperienced, too exciting…" Xu Huawen rolled his eyes.

"Alright, alright, I believe you. How about, since we have nothing else today, we go out and have some fun?" said Chen Daotian.

"Yeah, yeah… This time I want one with long legs, the last one had too thick legs, it was uncomfortable under my weight."

"..."

Hearing the conversation between the two.

Fang Yu walked out from the hall.

He coughed and said sternly: "Stop right there..."

"Eh."

The two scratched their heads as if they were under an immobilization spell, chuckling awkwardly.

"Brother Yu."

Fang Yu glanced at them displeasedly, saying, "This time is critical, everyone needs to be serious... Two things; first, Xu Huawen, you are from the Xu clan that survives on horse raising. The terrain in North Mountain is complex, prepare three good horses, can you do it?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Huawen snapped his fingers, "I can't promise anything else, but when it comes to choosing horses, I'm second to none. In our Northern Desert, people who know me call me the Horseman..."

Chen Daotian chuckled, "Isn't the Horseman a Jeep brand?"

"Cut it out, if you keep talking like this... it's no fun!"

Fang Yu ignored their bickering. Continuting, "Second, come with me to the city center of Yanjing City... Lin Weifeng has sent intel, the battle has already begun at the foot of North Mountain! We can't sit idle, let's go!"

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