The strange turn of events at the Wu family made Hua Tianhai suspect his eldest son, Hua Yunfei.
Hua Tianhai’s expression instantly turned ugly, and he roared angrily.
“Someone, go to the Eastern Courtyard and tell your First Master to roll over here and see me!”
“Yes, Old Master!”
Normally, if ants like the Wu family died, they died. Hua Tianhai wouldn’t have thought twice about it.
In his hands, he’d been responsible for the deaths of no less than several thousand people, if not ten thousand.
But now, the Wu family’s deaths came at a really bad time.
That old geezer Hong Zhi already seemed quite dissatisfied with the Tianhai Gang’s activities.
If that old bastard Hong Zhi got truly riled up, Hua Tianhai was genuinely afraid he’d personally go to the Mysterious Bird Guard and ask that terrifying existence to come deal with him.
Eastern Courtyard of the Hua Mansion.
This was the residence of the Tianhai Gang’s leader, Hua Yunfei.
Inside the main room of the Eastern Courtyard, Hua Yunfei wasn’t wearing his usual serious, proper attire. Instead, he had changed into a loose black robe.
Seated on his lap was a gracefully poised woman.
She wore a long, pink, gauze garment. Her skin was fairer than snow, her eyes sparkled, her lips were like cherry blossoms. Every move she made exuded an indescribable allure.
Hua Yunfei held the woman tightly with his right arm, pressing her slender, delicate body against his chest, as if afraid this beauty might vanish in the next instant.
At the same time, his left hand held an exquisite wine cup, which he sipped from delicately.
This woman, Yu Rong, was someone Hua Yunfei had taken from Wu Wei a while back.
“Yu Rong, I heard some news this morning. That guy Wu Wei is dead!”
The woman leaning against Hua Yunfei stiffened slightly upon hearing this. Her body trembled almost imperceptibly, and a complex emotion flashed through her beautiful eyes.
“How did he die?”
Hua Yunfei caught the implication in her words, realizing the woman in his arms thought Wu Wei’s death had something to do with him.
This really annoyed him.
He felt like he’d been cursed for eight generations. It would be one thing if that bastard Wu Wei just died.
But why did everyone think he was responsible?
Just that morning, his father, Hua Tianhai, had called him over and questioned him about it.
“Yu Rong, you don’t suspect me, do you?”
“As the leader of the Tianhai Gang, why would I do something so sneaky?”
“If I had wanted to kill Wu Wei, I wouldn’t have held back when I struck him yesterday.”
“That worthless punk Wu Wei, I was magnanimous enough to spend a small fortune giving him a Heavenly Earth Spiritual Object.”
“That precious thing could have helped him cultivate all the way to the Blood Refining realm.”
“But the ungrateful bastard came back asking for more. Pure wishful thinking.”
“I was being very merciful not to kill him with a single palm strike yesterday.”
Having said that, Hua Yunfei didn’t wait for the woman in his arms to respond. He simply scooped her up.
“Never mind, forget about that bastard Wu Wei.”
“My beauty, it’s almost dark. Let’s talk about something more fun.”
“Hehehe!”
Hua Yunfei laid the beauty in his arms down on the bed. Just as he was about to make a further move,
Thump, thump, thump!
Suddenly, the door was lightly knocked a few times, accompanied by a quiet voice.
“Master, the Old Master is in the main hall. He sent me to ask you to come over.”
Hua Yunfei’s movements froze. The rising excitement instantly vanished.
Replacing it was a surge of anger. He snapped at the door.
“Damn fool! Don’t you know I’m busy?”
“Get lost, now!”
But even as he yelled, his body was already moving quite desperately, scrambling to pick up the clothes he had just taken off.
Cursing was one thing, but he still had to go see his father. He didn’t dare disobey.
Thump, thump, thump!
But just as Hua Yunfei was fuming, the door was knocked on again, just as softly.
And again, the same emotionless words.
“Master, the Old Master is in the main hall. He sent me to ask you to come over.”
What the hell?
Hua Yunfei didn’t sense anything wrong. Instead, he felt his authority was being insulted by a lowly servant.
It seemed he hadn’t asserted himself lately, letting these servants get too familiar.
Having dressed, Hua Yunfei’s forehead throbbed with bulging veins. He stormed toward the door, seething with rage.
Then, he flung the door open, revealing the scene outside completely.
“Damn you! Did you not hear me, you mangy cur?”
“Did you… huh?”
Hello?
Opening the door, Hua Yunfei didn’t see anyone outside.
Just a dim hallway, with the fading glow of sunset lingering in it.
Had the little bastard run off?
“Lucky for you. Otherwise, I’d break your dog legs.”
Seeing this, Hua Yunfei stopped worrying about the insolent servant. He turned to close the door.
Thump, thump, thump!
The sound of knocking on the wooden door reached the ears of Hua Yunfei and Yu Rong.
“Master, the Old Master is in the main hall. He sent me to ask you to come over.”
The voices weren’t particularly loud, but in the deathly still, empty environment, they felt incredibly strange and out of place, sending a deep shiver down the spine!
Like a cold wind blowing across a calm lake, stirring up layer upon layer of ripples.
“Who’s there? Show yourself!”
“How dare you play ghost tricks in front of me!!!”
Hua Yunfei’s face drastically changed. His eyes darted around, and he shouted sternly.
Only when he fixed his gaze back inside the room did he freeze completely.
On the bed, near the wall, sat a blurry black figure.
The figure wore tattered, damaged clothes. The original color was soaked through with blood, stained a shocking, dark crimson.
Yu Rong, still lying on the bed, saw the look of terror and confusion on Hua Yunfei’s face. She seemed to sense something too.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling, icy wind blew past. It made Hua Yunfei’s hair stand on end, his heart trembling with fear!
Yi… Yin energy!!!
Those ghostly things!
Hua Yunfei’s blood and energy exploded in that very instant.
The aura of a martial artist at the Blood Refining Greater Completion stage surged forth. His blood and energy, like a high-temperature volcanic eruption, shot straight up.
As the leader of the Tianhai Gang, Hua Yunfei had naturally encountered these ghostly things before.
Within the gang’s territory, quite a few had appeared.
But the yin energy from those things was too weak, easily burned away by the blood and energy of a Blood Refining martial artist.
“Looking to die!”
A fierce shout erupted from Hua Yunfei’s mouth, his words dripping with murderous intent.
The next instant, Hua Yunfei’s body radiated intense heat. Faint, curling white vapor could be seen swirling around him.
His body swayed, and like a cannonball, he charged straight into the room.
Along the way, he snatched up a heavy broadsword that was lying on the table.
A wave of scorching blood and energy flooded into the blade, causing it to immediately hiss with white steam as he swung it towards that strange black figure.
Crash!
A sharp, violent sound split the air. Accompanied by a blinding flash of cold light, Hua Yunfei’s broadsword slashed down viciously.
The wide bed frame snapped with a loud crack, split in two by the single blow. Splinters of wood sprayed in all directions.
Yu Rong, still lying on the bed, was unharmed. Hua Yunfei grabbed her with his large hand and pulled her down.
He had deliberately tried to avoid her from the start.
The strange black figure on the bed was also cut in two by Hua Yunfei, just like the heavy bed frame.
But facing this attack, imbued with such terrifying blood and energy, the black figure didn’t react as Hua Yunfei had expected.
The blood and energy had no effect?
This… this… how is this possible!
From the gaping wound in the black figure, dark yin energy continuously seeped out.
Then, right before Hua Yunfei’s incredulous eyes, the two halves of the strange black figure quickly fused back together, reverting to its previous state.
But just as Hua Yunfei was stunned, the black figure slowly turned around, revealing its true face.
It was a face so deathly pale it was almost transparent – sharp features yet twisted and hideous. From the depths of its eye sockets, blinding, bloody tears seeped out.
“Wu Wei!”
“Impossible!”
Hua Yunfei and the woman beside him, Yu Rong, stared at that face with expressions of utter disbelief.
Suddenly, an even more intense, icy-cold aura spread out from Wu Wei’s body.
In less than three breaths, this bone-chilling yin energy extended out from the room and began to envelop the entire Hua Mansion.
“A dead person can turn into one of those ghostly things?”
This shocking discovery completely shattered Hua Yunfei’s understanding of the world.
“Bitch, die!”
The howl sounded like the furious roar of a vengeful ghost from the deepest hell, filled with endless resentment and agony, making Hua Yunfei and the woman shiver with dread!
A jet-black stream of yin energy shot from Wu Wei’s gaping maw, aimed straight at the two of them.
At that moment, Hua Yunfei’s entire blood and energy was completely frozen by the icy aura.
He could only stand there, stiff and frozen, staring blankly at Wu Wei’s face.
From the moment his blood and energy became useless, Hua Yunfei knew he was doomed.
But he didn’t show any fear. His eyes gleamed with a fierce light as he spat out one last sentence.
“Damn ghost, my father won’t let you get away with this!”
The icy yin energy washed over Hua Yunfei’s hands, which he had raised in front of his chest.
Then that terrifying yin energy rapidly corroded his hands.
In just the span of a single breath, Hua Yunfei’s hands crumbled into white dust, scattering in the wind.
“Damn ghost, stop!”
An enraged, thunderous roar echoed from outside the room.
The words had barely fallen when a swift figure streaked across the sky like a shooting star chasing the moon.
Moving at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, it burst into the room, quickly grabbed Hua Yunfei, and retreated to a corner.
“My son!”
Hua Tianhai stared at Hua Yunfei’s missing arms and cried out in despair.
But he had no time for grief. His internal energy, as if he had no regard for his own safety, frantically poured from his palms into Hua Yunfei’s body.
But what Hua Tianhai found unbelievable was that the internal energy he channeled into Hua Yunfei’s body
couldn’t even put up a fight against the yin energy inside his son. It was simply devoured by that terrifying yin energy.
“This yin energy… impossible!”
Hua Tianhai hastily let go, afraid to touch his son’s body any longer.
Because the yin energy inside Hua Yunfei wasn’t extinguished by his internal energy.
Instead, it easily devoured his energy and even tried to spread from Hua Yunfei’s body onto his own palms.
Hua Tianhai understood the terror of this yin energy well. He didn’t dare let even a wisp touch him.
“Damnable ghost, how did Wu Wei end up like this?”
“And this yin energy… could it be the legendary Calamity-level anomaly?”
Wu Wei ignored Hua Tianhai’s shock. He flew towards the woman who had collapsed to the floor in fear.
“Whore, die!”
Wu Wei’s state was very strange, as if he were nothing more than a berserk machine of slaughter.
“I…”
“Please don’t kill me, I beg you!”
Yu Rong, cowering on the floor, saw Wu Wei flying toward her. A dazed look vanished instantly, replaced by terror as she scrambled backward.
As she retreated, she looked at Wu Wei with a mixture of emotions.
This man, her former husband, had turned into this ghostly thing, hell-bent on killing her.
But wasn’t it he who, trying to please the Tianhai Gang leader, chose to give her away?
And then, driven by insatiable greed, he tried to use her to get even more benefits.
“This has nothing to do with me!”
But Yu Rong’s desperate pleas received no response from Wu Wei. His pale, ghostly hand spread open and reached straight for her face!
“Mm, found you.”
“Damnable evil scourge!”
Just then, a furious shout shattered the stalemate. It echoed continuously in the room, seeming to come from every direction at once.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, the roof, under an earth-shattering force, instantly shattered into pieces. A large hole gaped open above.
A dazzling, profound purple light streaked across the sky, fierce as a bolt of lightning.
Then, a giant purple hand, formed from Gang Yuan, descended from heaven, reached down through the hole in the roof, and clamped down on Wu Wei like pinching a fly, holding him tight.
Lu Xuan’s body stood calmly in the air itself, surrounded by a brilliant, purple Gang Yuan protective shield. He looked like a god descending upon the mortal world.
As Lu Xuan looked at Wu Wei, there was no longer his usual cold indifference. Instead, his eyes were filled with intense killing intent.
On his way to the Hua Mansion, this ghostly thing had already killed quite a few innocent people.
What a damnable evil scourge!
