Mutual Harm

Hearing this, Qin Yang could no longer remain calm...

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that fei in this world did not mean a consort? Was this a joke?

Purple Firmament Dao Lord's Seated Transcendence Land was in the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb—how was he supposed to get there? That little bitch Imperial Concubine De was actually Dole Ghost King's daughter, and she was addicted to being abused...

This was a major mess.

Qin Yang laughed bitterly to himself, his mouth full of bitterness.

It would have been fine if she really were Dole Ghost King's lover. Living there alone, she definitely would have been a lover who was not particularly valued. Dole Ghost King surely would not make a huge fuss over it, and she herself would not dare make too much noise...

Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that she was now the Ghost King's daughter. If he really delivered himself to her doorstep, Dole Ghost King probably would not mind bullying the small with the big to vent his precious daughter's anger.

"Senior Brother?" Little Fatty looked baffled. He could now see that something was off with Qin Yang. "Senior Brother, are you all right?"

"Ah, I'm fine. I just suddenly thought of an idea, but I haven't figured out how to do it yet. By the way, do you have any clues about that... Heartless Man?"

"Why are you suddenly asking about this, Senior Brother?" The confusion on Little Fatty's face deepened...

"The idea I thought of hinges on this person. Tell me first what information you found."

"This Heartless Man? There isn't much information. I only heard that he should be in Green Forest City. He shouldn't be very old, and he might be some weak pretty boy. That won't be easy to find."

"Who said we need to find the real person? We only want to sneak in first." Qin Yang wore an expression of hating iron for failing to become steel.

Little Fatty instantly understood and looked at Qin Yang with a face full of admiration.

"Senior Brother, you really have guts. If Dole Ghost King finds out, we'll probably die horribly..."

"Can you bear to give it up?"

"I can't." Little Fatty was very honest...

"Then that settles it."

Little Fatty nodded repeatedly, his eyes rolling around. Then he suddenly asked, "By the way, Senior Brother, I still don't know your name."

"My surname is Qin, and my given name is Youde." Qin Yang answered casually. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and patted Little Fatty's shoulder. "Junior Brother, I'll have to trouble you to gather more information. Once the people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce and Boundless Dao Academy make their move, we'll find a way to blend in with them."

"Alright."

Little Fatty turned and left. Once he had walked out through the small courtyard's gate, he looked back and muttered to himself, Qin Youde... Could this senior brother of mine have guessed that my name was fake too?

People from that sect really had a couple of tricks up their sleeves. They could spout swindles and lies the moment they opened their mouths...

Impressive...

After Little Fatty left, Qin Yang finally took out two books: Conceal Void Art and Shape Shifting Art...

Unexpectedly, the more difficult of the two secret arts, Shape Shifting Art, was easier to get started with. Meanwhile, the somewhat simpler Conceal Void Art had left him unable to grasp the essentials, and he had only barely entered its gate.

After thinking it over, it was probably because he had long trained his Bone Shrinking Art to the point of consummate mastery that the Shape Shifting Art had been so easy to learn.

He circulated the Bone Shrinking Art and changed his physique, then used the Shape Shifting Art for minor adjustments. Before long, Qin Yang looked like a completely different person. Combined with the foundation powder he had specially concocted, which drastically altered his complexion, and a change of clothes, he had become someone else entirely.

He studied himself in the mirror for a moment and smiled. Even he could not spot any flaws. The rank of this Shape Shifting Art was probably higher than he had expected; Little Fatty most likely did not understand it very well either.

Otherwise, he could not have handed it over so readily.

Having completed his transformation, Qin Yang quietly left the residence and headed straight for the West City gate.

Halfway there, Qin Yang's steps paused slightly as his peripheral vision caught something.

Turning his head, he saw Little Fatty standing at the entrance to Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce's local outpost. After saying something to them, he was invited inside by a servant who came out from within.

Qin Yang had seen that servant before. He was Steward Qiu's trusted confidant.

A thought turned in Qin Yang's mind, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

This Cheap Junior Brother named Zhang Zhengyi really was no good person...

Either he had long seen through the fact that Qin Yang was not some senior brother from a sect, or he truly believed Qin Yang was a senior brother dispatched by that so-called sect, yet still did not hold back in setting him up.

Just from what he had said, that so-called sect was most likely no proper sect. Even its sect grounds were not made public, and all it taught was picking locks, changing appearances, and the like. How could it possibly be a proper sect?

Since they were going to fish in troubled waters and sneak in to help Imperial Concubine De find her Heartless Man, did it even matter whether he was real or not?

How could setting up others be as convenient as setting up one's own senior brother?

Especially when this was an idea his senior brother had proposed himself...

Qin Yang was in no hurry to leave. He sat in a teahouse diagonally across the street, and before long, he saw Little Fatty being escorted out by that servant, whose attitude had clearly become much friendlier...

After coming out, Little Fatty twisted and turned through several alleys. Yet Qin Yang could tell that he was heading out to find him...

Not long after Little Fatty left, Steward Qiu emerged from inside with a Foundation Establishment Expert at his side. That man took out a compass, glanced at it briefly, then followed after Little Fatty's direction at an unhurried pace.

Qin Yang picked up his teacup and drained the final sip. He casually set down a Spirit Stone, then slowly walked out of the teahouse and headed beyond the city.

After leaving the city, Qin Yang looked back, a faint smile resting on his lips.

Little Fatty, you were still too green. The ultimate goal was to sneak in; as long as they crossed Dole Ghost King's territory and entered the depths, that would be enough. Unfortunately, you had no map and could only go find people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce to tag along with. I, on the other hand, don't need to...

For now, I can only trouble you, Little Junior Brother...

Your senior brother will always be your senior brother...

Qin Yang strolled out of the city at an unhurried pace. There were quite a few more people near the Mass Burial Ground. It made sense—people from Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce and Boundless Dao Academy had both appeared, and they had even fought Dole Ghost King. There were naturally many people waiting here to watch the excitement. Those with quick minds could guess that, even if they did not know the truth, they could not possibly have started fighting for no reason at all...

Qin Yang ignored these people and strode through the Mass Burial Ground, passing through the eerie dense forest. As thin mist rose around him and the Yin Qi abruptly grew stronger, he knew that he had entered the bounds of the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb.

At the same time, his vision blurred, and dozens of ghosts appeared before him, scattered atop the surrounding desolate grave mounds. Their grim eyes stared fixedly at Qin Yang.

"Go. Find someone whose words carry weight. I've already found the person the Ghost King is looking for."

Qin Yang paid no heed to the dozens of ghosts around him. This time was different from last time. Now, even if he only smashed them with talismans, he could still kill these several dozen Ghost Soldiers.