The moon is dark, the wind is high, a solitary island, waves crashing.

A perfect night for killing.

Tang Fei looked around, with ambushers behind him and a blockade ahead.

A forest of guns and blades crisscrossing.

Now there really was no way to advance or retreat.

Even jumping into the sea...

He would probably be fished out by the nets that the ships carried.

Tang Fei's gaze fell on Zhao Wuji's face, an old acquaintance who had played minor roles at several major events.

Including the recent Great Grandmaster battle on the east coast.

The Overlord Saber is one of the 'Three Sabers' of the Three Sabers and Three Swords, considered the number one among the Three Sabers, the 'Sword King.'

The Ba Dao Sect was previously an enforcer for the Zhong Royal Family, and after their fall, they quickly pledged allegiance to Shen Wuxiang.

Iron-clad sects, ever-shifting royalty.

"Did you dig this trap just for me to fall in?" Tang Fei asked aloud.

"Correct," Chang Zhengxin replied.

His short stature made him easily overshadowed by Zhao Wuji, unless he spoke up.

This was obviously not something he'd willingly accept.

When closing the net, how could the true Hunter not step out to show himself?

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind," Chang Zhengxin crowed with delight, full of self-satisfaction.

Not only did he keep his head, but he achieved a great merit.

He had originally been Shen Wuxiang's secretary, a trusted aide among trusted aides, a core member among core members.

If he could bring back the leader of the bandits...

He might be appointed as a minister?

"The poison on Mrs. Shi was placed by your people, wasn't it?" Chang Zhengxin asked out loud.

"Correct."

Tang Fei didn't deny this.

Ghosts had long infiltrated the Shi Family's kitchen, delivering the poisoned drink precisely into Chen Zilin's hands during the birthday banquet.

As for why it was the matriarch rather than Shi Hongyun, the Head of the Shi Family...

The Ghosts' intelligence team had long gathered all the information on the Shi Family, knowing Shi Hongyun adored his wife. If his celebrity wife were ill, he would certainly invite famous doctors for her treatment.

Chen Zilin was afflicted with talismanic poison, a strange ailment that only Doctor Qin Luo, skilled in solving difficult diseases, could handle.

The Shi Family was powerful, and Shi Hongyun would undoubtedly find a way to invite Doctor Qin Luo to their home.

This was why he forced the dean of the Imperial Maritime Hospital, Zhang Pan, to intercede and invite Doctor Qin Luo over as soon as possible.

If Shi Hongyun were poisoned...

Never mind if Chen Zilin could invite Doctor Qin Luo in time.

Willingness to invite was another matter entirely.

"You used a scheme to trick Qin Luo out of the hospital, planning to escape by sea without a trace, but unfortunately, your plan is doomed to fail."

"We don't care where you plan your ambush, what matters to us is... Qin Luo's whereabouts."

"We don't need to know where you hide, we only need to follow Qin Luo. Wherever he is, our people will go."

"So when Dean Zhang received a call from the Shi Family to invite Qin Luo, we sensed something was off... As expected, plans are always for those who are prepared."

Chang Zhengxin was very pleased with his wisdom, and content with this result.

This classic ambush story, if told to the Military Minister, would surely earn him a thumbs up.

"Indeed, carefulness is the Devil," Tang Fei sighed lightly.

"Tang Fei, surrender," Zhao Wuji commanded sternly, "Have some dignity; resistance is meaningless."

As he spoke, two old men, one fat and one thin, emerged by his side.

Both also wielded long sabers, their auras restrained, exuding majesty, clearly Cultivators.

Tang Fei had probed Ba Dao Sect's background and knew these two were the elder enforcers of the sect, one being the Fat Monk, the other the Thin Maitreya.

They had reached the Grandmaster Realm years ago but had rarely been seen since.

Moreover, because of their deep bond and mutual understanding, they had a mysterious synergy in battle, with a might greater than the sum of their parts; experts who died at their hands were innumerable.

Who would have thought that soulmates could enhance each other's attack speed?

The Ba Dao Sect became the Empire's renowned top sect, thanks in no small part to this pair.

Zhao Wuji was a Grandmaster Realm expert himself, and the addition of the Fat Monk and Thin Maitreya as formidable support, not to mention other hidden experts...

Tang Fei had only a few Ghost Team members and a small boat on his side, thinking of taking Qin Luo away under such circumstances was nothing short of fantasy.

Anyone who saw this would think Tang Fei was doomed.

This was also why Zhao Wuji dared to issue a direct offer for surrender.

Do we still need to fight?

Tang Fei smiled warmly at Zhao Wuji and Chang Zhengxin, and asked aloud: "Have you ever thought...why I chose the Shi Family? Why choose Moon Island?"

"What do you mean?" Chang Zhengxin asked, puzzled.

"Phoenix City has at least dozens of targets to choose from, why pick the Shi Family? The mantis stalks the cicada, but who is the mantis? Who is the oriole?"

"What? Do you have a backup plan?" Zhao Wuji's eyes were suspicious as he looked at Tang Fei.

A sense of inexplicable crisis welled up in his heart, yet he wondered whether he was being overly paranoid.

Tang Fei had already been surrounded like a dumpling; they held all the advantages of time, place, and support...

How could he turn the tables?

"You thought my target was Doctor Qin..." Tang Fei smiled brightly, exuding an aura of innocence.

But those who knew him were aware, this guy was someone who chewed people up without spitting out bones.

"In fact, my target is Doctor Qin... and Ba Dao Sect."

Scanning the surroundings, he looked at the numerous Cultivators closing in, and said: "If I guessed right, Master Zhao brought all the sect's elites out to capture me, right?"

"So what if I am?" Zhao Wuji let out a cold laugh.

He was inherently an extremely proud man, and even though Tang Fei had reached a dead end, he still dared to boastfully threaten their sect.

You think you are someone important?

The Ba Dao Sect has stood strong for one hundred and seventy-four years; since when have they feared anyone?

Except for the Royal Family and the Shen Family.

"Then I'm relieved," Tang Fei maintained his cheerful demeanor, "no need to make a trip to Yanxia Mountain."

The headquarters of the Ba Dao Sect was located on Yanxia Mountain, and what Tang Fei meant was to root them out completely.

"Audacious," Zhao Wuji was incandescent with rage and shouted harshly, "Doomed as you are, you still dare to be so arrogant."

"Listen, Ba Dao Sect; today, we must execute this thief. He who takes his head shall be promoted to an inner sect offering."

"Yes."

Hundreds responded in unison, their voices thunderous.

Zhang Pan and the little assistant, unaccustomed to such a scene, involuntarily stepped back.

Especially Zhang Pan, who was desperately regretting.

When he told me to run earlier, why didn't I run faster…

Why do these people look fiercer than bandits?

Will they mistake us for the enemy and chop us too?

Doctor Qin Luo wore a serious expression, inwardly grumbling.

Even if Princess Xiu Xue wanted his help, she should have sent someone reliable.

This young man's companions are few, yet his tone is not small.

Tonight seems more likely to end poorly than well.

Who's sick anyway, could it be the Princess?

Thinking of this, Doctor Qin Luo couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Tang Fei's smile vanished, his gaze turned icy as he looked at Zhao Wuji, and he spoke in a deep voice, "When the Zhong Family massacred my Tang family, the Ba Dao Sect led as vanguard."

"When the Shen Family persecuted meritorious ministers and generals, the Ba Dao Sect acted as lackeys."

"The Ba Dao Sect is servile and has no moral bottom line, much less the integrity of a cultivator."

"Ruthless and malevolent, their crimes fill the heavens. Tonight, I shall walk the path of righteousness… and eradicate you tumors completely."

"Come!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Countless young people dressed in black, with black scarves on their heads, emerged from the dense forest.

Walking in the shadows, wielding thunderous power. Blood for blood, killing to stop killing.

This was Tang Fei's Ghost Palace.

"Master Zhao, long time no see." The leader smiled at Zhao Wuji.

"Ling Yunxiao," Zhao Wuji's eyes sharpened with surprise, "you're not dead?"

Ling Yunxiao was one of the Three Swords Three Sabers, known as the Extreme Cold Sword, aka Chui Xue.

Thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.

Ultimate Yin, ultimate cold; the chill enters the body, attaches to the bones, and eventually freezes the body to death.

After being captured by Tang Fei, to preserve his life, he changed his name and served in the Black Cavalry, helping Yan Jinnian to capture Yan Wenli, making outstanding contributions.

If Yan Wenli hadn't been caught, the Empire's surveillance system under his control wouldn't have collapsed.

That would have been a fatal blow to Tang Fei and others.

After the Black Cavalry retreated to the old lands, he was transferred by Tang Fei to the Ghost Palace.

During the time Bai Wuxin was in charge of the Beihai Fleet's internal affairs, all the covert Ghost members and assassination operations within Phoenix City were under his charge.

Except for the intelligence system.

"Master Zhao is alive and well; how could I be dead?" Ling Yunxiao retorted.

"Who would've thought the famous Extreme Cold Sword would become someone else's lackey."

"Hahaha, same goes for you. Master Zhao also became a dog for a few bones, didn't he?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes were sinister as he said, "What's the use of wordplay? When I cut off your tongue… let's see if it's as hard as your words."

"Master Zhao, what audacity you have." A young woman's voice came through.

Like a spring breeze stroking the strings, like fine snow falling between the brows.

Her voice was crisp and pleasant, just a sentence could make one fantasize and anticipate that she was an 'unparalleled beauty.'

As soon as the voice faded, a woman in an azure long robe with a white veil flew over, passing through the crowd in the blink of an eye, standing directly beside Tang Fei.

In her arms, she held an antique lute, smooth and lustrous, shining with light, not ordinary at first glance.

"Tuoba Zhiyin?" Zhao Wuji was greatly shocked.

The Palace Master of Wuyou Palace, Tuoba Zhiyin, while others didn't know her true face, he did.

This woman once broke into the Phoenix Palace with Tang Fei, fought with the three Great Grandmasters by Zhong Daolong's side, and then abducted a monarch…

Truly, it's the height of betrayal and rebellion.

To kill to such an extent is unprecedented.

"Oh, Master Zhao still recognizes this little lady?"

"In this vast world, who dares underestimate the Palace Master of Wuyou Palace?"

"Hearing Master Zhao's words… it's quite touching indeed. Having been gone so long, yet someone still remembers," Tuoba Zhiyin chuckled charmingly, her voice as tender as moonlight.

"Are we going to fight or what?" A handsome young man dressed in white stood atop an ancient cypress tree in the distance, his voice carried a hint of sorrow and fragility, making him seem pitiful.

Even men couldn't help but want to hold him gently and cherish him.

With eyes like swords and stars, his every move full of endless charm: "I've waited so long, starting to feel sleepy."

"Xie Pianxian..."

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and called out the man's name.

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