If that alchemist Xu Tong stayed at the Profound Celestial Temple, Chen Tang really wouldn't have much of a chance to strike.

Now that he's come on his own, how could Chen Tang allow him to return alive? Better to kill him first!

The chubby old man watched from beginning to end, witnessing Chen Tang's methods, and couldn't help but secretly praise him.

Regardless of who it is, when facing an alchemist from the Profound Celestial Temple, there will always be some hesitations.

Even he, when facing some of the experts from the Profound Celestial Temple, had to be wary.

But Chen Tang killed this alchemist without the slightest hesitation!

Such decisive and daring actions are something he hasn't encountered in years.

The last person who left such an impression on him was from the previous dynasty.

"What are you planning to do?"

The chubby old man stepped out from the shadows.

"It's a bit tricky."

Chen Tang's face was as calm as water.

Once this incident comes to light, if it's discovered that he killed the alchemist from the Profound Celestial Temple, even the Cyan Dragon Bureau couldn't protect him!

Chen Tang didn't know if Xu Tong had shared his whereabouts with others tonight.

Even if no one knew, once Xu Tong was found dead or missing, it would easily be traced back to them.

Moreover, who knows if the Profound Sect's techniques include some odd tracking skills.

Even flying swords have appeared, so he wouldn't be surprised by any divine power.

The chubby old man asked, "You knew it was tricky, yet you still killed him?"

Chen Tang said, "Once a person like this sets their sights on you, there's no hiding. Rather than living in constant fear, it's better to kill him first! The best plan now is to prepare for the worst and leave Wu'an County."

It's possible that no one else knows about Xu Tong's whereabouts tonight.

But Chen Tang couldn't take that gamble.

If he loses the gamble, everything is over.

Of course, Chen Tang also understood.

Fleeing Wu'an County is just the lesser of two evils.

Once they leave here, they'll quickly be wanted.

From then on, they'll live as fugitives, unable to ensure their safety each morning, let alone trouble the Young Leader of the Black Water Gang to settle old scores for his predecessor.

But at least they can take the initiative and not suddenly find a knife at their throat one day, caught without a chance to resist.

The chubby old man said lightly, "You don't need to worry about this matter, leave it to me."

Hmm?

Chen Tang's eyes lit up.

He had long noticed that the chubby old man was extraordinary, his grade wouldn't be low, but he didn't know what kind of skills he had, or how capable he was.

After all, ever since this old man came to the house, besides teaching him one move of the Gecko Wall-Climbing Technique, he spent the other time either eating or sleeping, completely in a retired state, and never showed his hand.

The fact that the chubby old man voluntarily took on this task surprised Chen Tang.

"My old arms and legs, and Zhiwei is still so young. We just settled down, this old and young duo can't accompany you on wild escapades."

The chubby old man complained, seemingly finding himself an excuse.

Chen Tang asked, "Old man, how do you plan to handle this?"

The chubby old man disliked Chen Tang calling him senior; to him, it sounded better to be called old man.

The chubby old man said, "You don't need to worry about this, just go back and wait."

"Alright."

Chen Tang didn't press further and said with a smile, "I'll wait for the good news at the inn."

Chen Tang's gaze shifted to the Ninth Grade disciple from the Profound Celestial Temple lying nearby.

This person had already woken up earlier but was still pretending to be unconscious.

However, the breathing rhythm in a state of coma and tension has subtle differences.

Chen Tang, having broken open the Mud Ball Palace, was incredibly sensitive and perceptive, even without being in the Divine Illumination State, far beyond the ordinary!

He was about to make a move when the chubby old man had already reached the side of the Ninth Grade disciple of the Profound Celestial Temple.

His toe seemed to casually touch this person's temple, and with just a light poke, the Ninth Grade disciple's head tilted to the side, and he was completely breathless.

The chubby old man bent down, picked up the sword box, placed the flying sword inside, and prepared to stuff it into Xu Tong's arms to take it away with him.

"Leave this flying sword behind."

Seeing this, Chen Tang quickly said.

Just seeing the flying sword gave him a shock comparable to wandering the Jianghu in the Martial Hero Realm and suddenly having an opponent draw out a sniper rifle...

The chubby old man frowned and said, "What do you want this thing for, you can't even train with it."

"If I can't train with it, at least it's a keepsake."

Chen Tang said, "Moreover, this flying sword is exceptionally sharp, clearly a divine weapon; under this flying sword, my newly bought good knife couldn't withstand a single blow."

"This thing is a divine weapon?"

The chubby old man pinched the flying sword with two plump fingers, lifted it lightly, and suddenly squeezed forcefully.

Snap!

The sword broke into two pieces.

The chubby old man, full of himself, said, "Your divine weapon can't even match my two fingers!"

Chen Tang's face darkened.

Feeling a bit indignant, he rummaged through the bodies of Xu Tong and the Ninth Grade disciple until he found two taels of silver, easing his anger.

Unfortunately, these two were out doing misdeeds at night and didn't carry much silver with them.

...

Profound Celestial Temple.

Observatory Master Song Wood spent an hour tossing and turning before going to sleep contentedly.

No one knew how long it was, but Song Wood slowly woke up, feeling something unusual in his arms.

In a daze, he turned his head to look.

He didn't know when Xu Tong had returned, but he was hiding in his bed, only his head sticking out.

Xu Tong's face was fair, snuggled sideways in his arms, with both arms wrapped around his waist under the quilt, looking extremely obedient.

Song Wood felt something again.

"Heh, secretly climbing into my bed, thinking again?"

Song Wood rose with spirit, head held high and chest out, and in a moment, was ready to go!

"Come!"

Song Wood, energized, said with a smile, "Let's battle for another three hundred rounds!"

As he spoke, Song Mu lifted Xu Tong's face...

The next moment, Song Mu's smile froze.

He had actually lifted Xu Tong's face!

And it was just a face.

Staring at the large head in his hand, Song Mu was completely dumbfounded.

"Ah!!"

"Ah!!"

Before dawn, a shrill scream echoed from the top floor of the Profound Celestial Tower, like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

"Isn't that the voice of the Observatory Master?"

"What's going on, having such an intense time with Xu Tong?"

"Heh heh, who's playing whom here?"

Nearby disciples quickly ran over, whispering among themselves.

"Ah!!"

The screaming continued.

The disciples gradually realized that something seemed off about the sound, and many rushed into the Profound Celestial Tower.

But when everyone reached the fourth floor of the tower, they stopped in their tracks, standing at the staircase and looking up, not daring to rush upstairs.

The fifth floor was the most private quarters of the Observatory Master.

Without his permission, anyone who trespassed would be subject to the Profound Celestial Temple's rules, living a fate worse than death!

For the past year, only Xu Tong had been allowed to come and go freely.

"Observatory Master, has something happened up there?"

"Observatory Master, are you alright?"

Some disciples, hearing the agonizing sounds, couldn't help but ask.

After a moment, the screaming from above gradually subsided.

The fifth floor of the Profound Celestial Tower returned to silence.

Song Mu slumped on the bed, the covers long since thrown aside, staring at the decapitated Xu Tong, his face ashen.

After the initial terror subsided, a surge of uncontrollable anger rose in him!

This was a provocation!

Killing Xu Tong wasn't the issue; he could find another, and another like Xu Tong.

But placing a corpse on his bed was a provocation, a challenge to the dignity of the Profound Celestial Dao!

But soon, as if Song Mu realized something, the anger that had just flared up instantly vanished.

In its place, a deep fear surged again, sending a chill down his spine!

No, that's not right.

This isn't a provocation.

This is a warning!

To silently place a corpse in his bed meant they could just as silently take his life!

The gap was too great.

Even if he was at the Qi Condensation Eighth Layer, he was no match for this person.

Yes, this was a warning!

Perhaps at this very moment, that person hadn't gone far.

They could be hiding nearby the Profound Celestial Temple, watching his every move in the shadows.

Any drastic action on his part could invite disaster!

With this realization, Song Mu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Observatory Master, are you alright, should we come up and take a look?"

Voices from below were chaotic, and more disciples called up.

Song Mu cleared his throat and said, "There's nothing here, you can disperse."

The disciples below exchanged glances, shrugged, and each went their way.

"I told you so, the Observatory Master possesses great Divine Power, nothing could happen, it was you all getting riled up over nothing."

"And nothing happened? Didn't you hear the Observatory Master's voice was hoarse from shouting, what kind of drama was that."

"Hehe, just thinking about it is stimulating."

Though the disciples retreated, they secretly gossiped in the background.

Listening to the footsteps of the departing disciples, the Profound Celestial Tower returned to calmness, and only then did Song Mu shakily stand up, intending to relieve himself and ease his tension.

But after trying for a long time, not a drop came out.

Just as Song Mu turned his back to relieve himself, a blur of shadow flitted across the beams, opened the window, and flashed out.

A faint noise seemed to follow.

Song Mu didn't dare turn around, and the fright kept him from peeing.

He shakily pulled up his pants, mustered his courage, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned to look.

The room was empty, nothing was there, except for the headless corpse accompanying him.

Song Mu couldn't sleep, nor did he dare return to bed.

He opened the window and stood silently for two hours until dawn, then called for some disciples to come up and clean the room.

The disciples, upon seeing the gruesome scene in the room, trembled with fear.

But seeing the somber-looking Observatory Master, none dared to ask more questions, keeping their heads down and cleaning the room meticulously.

The entire bed was moved out.

In the following days, various rumors about that night spread rapidly among the disciples of the Profound Celestial Temple.

"Did you hear, on the night of the Lantern Festival, Xu Tong failed to please the Observatory Master, and in a fit of rage, the Observatory Master beheaded him!"

"Serves him right, dying as he should have!"

"I heard differently. Apparently, that night, the Observatory Master and Xu Tong switched places. Xu Tong went too rough, causing the Observatory Master to scream, and in a moment of urgency, he slashed him with a sword."

"Yes, yes, I was in the Profound Celestial Tower that night, I heard it clearly, the Observatory Master was screaming so miserably, his voice went hoarse."

"Who would've thought, Xu Tong was all the rage one day and bleeding out the next, it's fate indeed."

The rumors spread all over the Profound Celestial Temple, and Song Mu heard them too.

But the gossip had spread too widely by the time he noticed, he couldn't stop it.

More importantly, Song Mu had no mind for others' gossip now.

Because ever since that frightful night, he discovered he couldn't do it anymore.

Completely incapable of it.

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