Qinghe Village!
The moment Lu Wanyuan heard the address, he was overcome with excitement. He had finally learned where that bastard was from. So that son of a bitch was from Qinghe Village!
Damn it, he needed to investigate this Qinghe Village and find out what that slut Ouyang Tingting had done before she came here.
The only problem was that he had no idea where the place was. He would have to ask around when he got back and find out exactly where it was.
Now that he knew the name of the place, things would be easy. He could definitely find their hideout, and when the time came, he would make them pay dearly. He would make sure they never forgot it.
Perhaps Zhuge Man had hit a sore spot. Xiao Wanchang's face twisted, turning vicious.
"Hmph! I'm going to kill you today!"
"I was only going to borrow the Spiritual Medicine from you and leave you alive. After all, we're from the same village. But since you don't know what's good for you, I'll grant your wish!"
With that, he raised his right hand and swept it toward the man in front of him, signaling everyone to attack together!
At the signal, the few people beside Xiao Wanchang swiftly launched their attacks.
Some threw Spiritual Talismans, while others directly activated their Magic Tools.
Spiritual Talismans and Magic Tools filled the sky.
The Magic Sword in Xiao Wanchang's hand shot from his grasp like a flood dragon, lunging toward the man ahead.
In an instant, several violent Spiritual Energy Fluctuations erupted across the battlefield. All kinds of weapons and attacks surged through the air toward their target.
It was only a few people attacking, but together, their combined force was as overwhelming as a sky full of clouds. An ordinary person could never withstand it.
Lu Wanyuan, hiding in the shadows, couldn't help worrying whether Zhuge Man could hold out.
But he quickly came around. He certainly hoped the two sides would fight fiercely, preferably until both were badly wounded. That would be ideal.
Then he could play the Yellow Bird and take advantage of the chaos without lifting a finger!
He immediately moved farther from the battlefield, afraid their attacks might reach him.
After all, he was still a nobody, while the others were all at the Qi Refining Fifth or Sixth Layer.
He had to be careful around people like them when they fought. And in a chaotic melee like this, the farther away he could get, the better.
"You son of a bitch, born without a father to raise you! Isn't sneaking around and doing filthy things all you ever do? What else can you do?"
"And now you're making up some high-minded excuse? You've got some nerve. Who the hell doesn't know what kind of bastard you are?"
"Damn it, come and take it if you've got the guts!"
Zhuge Man wasn't afraid in the slightest. Instead, he cursed furiously, going straight for his opponent's sore spot.
They were from the same village. How could he not know what the other man was like?
Of course, he had to rub salt in the wound. He refused to believe he couldn't disgust the bastard to death.
His lips moved, and he formed a hand seal with his right hand. In an instant, a thick, white Defensive Spirit Shield appeared in front of him, solid and substantial.
It wrapped him up completely. He looked ready to face the attack head-on.
Rumble! Rumble!
The overwhelming attacks reached him in an instant and slammed directly into the Defensive Spirit Shield, ringing out like metal striking metal.
The Defensive Spirit Shield was struck again and again. Its surface shimmered, then its glow vanished.
Fine cracks had also appeared in the shield in his hand.
Seeing that the shield was about to shatter, he knew that without its protection, he would certainly be hurt by the surrounding attackers.
He immediately threw caution to the wind and frantically poured Spiritual Energy into the Defensive Spirit Shield.
Before long, the Defensive Spirit Shield, which had been covered in tiny cracks, had returned to its former state.
But cold sweat kept beading on Zhuge Man's forehead, and his face was as pale as paper!
Xiao Wanchang was thrilled at the sight and shouted, "Don't worry, everyone! This guy's already at the end of his rope. If we attack one more time, we can definitely cut him down!"
But as soon as he finished shouting, he realized the others hadn't responded. Only then did he notice that they, too, were at the end of their ropes.
It made sense. He was already running on fumes himself, so how could the others be any better?
Their Cultivation Realms were all lower than his, and they had chased their target all the way here without stopping. The Spiritual Energy in their Dantians had nearly run dry.
That last attack had been the strongest they could manage.
At the thought, his eyes flickered. He looked up and glanced at the man ahead. "You little Zhuge, you look like you're about to drop. You'd better surrender now, or I'll tear you limb from limb!"
He took out a Spirit Stone and held it in his palm, frantically circulating his Cultivation Technique to draw spiritual energy from it and replenish the Spiritual Energy in his Dantian. As long as he dragged things out a little longer, his side had more people. They could wear the other man down for sure.
"Bullshit! Come over here if you've got the guts! What are you babbling about over there?"
"I can see you're just putting on a show, trying to bluff me. It won't do a damn thing!"
Zhuge Man gasped for breath as he angrily rebuked him, exposing his true condition on the spot.
At the moment, they were evenly matched.
But he was still surrounded. If this stalemate continued, he would be the one to suffer. He had to find a way to break through.
After all, the other side had more people. If he fought them all alone here, he would be the only one at a disadvantage.
He needed to find somewhere more chaotic, where all kinds of factions had gathered. Then those men wouldn't dare act so brazenly, with people from other factions all around. He could slip away in the confusion!
After weighing his options, he spotted thick smoke billowing in the southwest. It was obvious that the fighting there was intense.
His heart hardened, and he clutched the Defensive Spirit Shield as he charged frantically toward the southwest.
"Xiao Wanjian, watch out! He's heading your way!"
When Zhuge Man suddenly ran southwest, Xiao Wanchang hurriedly warned him.
But it all happened too quickly. Xiao Wanjian had just seen the man surrounded by all of them, apparently out of options and nearly out of Spiritual Energy in his Dantian.
So he hadn't been very alert. He never expected the man to suddenly charge at him. In an instant, he was thrown into disarray and had no time to defend himself before the other man's shield smashed into him.
The Defensive Spirit Shield came crashing down like Mount Tai.
Bang!
His entire body flew away like a cannonball, hurled a hundred meters into the distance.
He landed with a thud and stumbled backward dozens of steps, but still toppled over onto his back, his life or death unknown.
There was no helping it. That strike had been Zhuge Man's all-out attack. He didn't want the others to keep him surrounded, so he'd unleashed his thunderous blow.
The result was worth it. It had only cost him a little Spiritual Energy.
As long as it worked, a little Spiritual Energy was nothing. As long as he was alive, he could recover it.
Then he took advantage of the opening and sprinted southwest, vanishing in a flash.
When your life depended on it, you ran as fast as you could. Slow down, and you were as good as dead.
Zhuge Man had clearly thought this through long ago. He gave Xiao Wanchang no chance to react.
By the time Xiao Wanchang came to his senses, Zhuge Man had already vanished around a nearby corner.
"You useless fools! Hurry up and chase him! If you don't capture that brat, none of you will live!"
Xiao Wanchang was furious. He didn't even bother with the man who had just fallen. Instead, he urged the others to chase after Zhuge Man!
Lu Wanyuan, hiding nearby, was completely stunned. He had never imagined Zhuge Man would be so decisive. It was truly beyond his expectations that he could escape even from such a desperate predicament!
Xiao Wanchang and the others had left Xiao Wanjian behind and rushed after Zhuge Man.
They vanished in a flash.
Lu Wanyuan was delighted. This was the perfect moment to collect some interest.
He immediately sprinted toward the place where Xiao Wanjian had fallen.
When he reached Xiao Wanjian, the man was grimacing in pain, bracing himself against the ground as he tried to get up.
But in the next instant, he felt a chill at his neck. Terror filled his face, and his eyes widened.
His head had already been separated from his body. A huge, strange Ghost Head Saber had sliced cleanly through his neck, and two streams of blood gushed everywhere like fountains.
With a thud, his head rolled away across the ground.
Lu Wanyuan didn't have time to look closely. He snatched the gray Storage Bag from Xiao Wanjian's waist, along with a Low-grade Magic Tool that had fallen nearby.
Without even looking at them, he tossed them into his Storage Bag.
Then he too raced toward the southwest!
All he could think about now was finding Xiao Wanchang up ahead.
Luckily, his luck was good. Half a cup of tea later, he spotted his target again.
At some point, Xiao Wanchang and Zhuge Man had become entangled in battle again. They were fighting so fiercely that they seemed ready to stake their lives on it.
Both men were badly wounded, and the few people who had been with Xiao Wanchang were all dead.
But Zhuge Man wasn't in much better shape. One of his arms was gone, his body was covered in blood, and his face was deathly pale. He staggered as he walked, looking ready to collapse at any moment.
Of course, Xiao Wanchang was in nearly the same state, though he was just a little better off.
Seeing this, Lu Wanyuan knew it was time to settle old scores and collect on old debts!
He immediately ran toward them.
"Not a bad haul. Too bad I couldn't drag you, you bastard, down to hell with me!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Zhuge Man fell to the ground with a thud. He had lost his balance and died on the spot.
Seeing this, Xiao Wanchang spat at his corpse, then went over to take the Storage Bag at his waist. After all, that was what he had gone to so much trouble for.
The Ice Spirit Grass he had dreamed of was inside!
But just as he bent down and reached for it, a sharp pain suddenly lanced through him. His right arm had been sliced clean off at the shoulder, and blood spurted from the wound.
"Who?!"
Xiao Wanchang was terrified, but he reacted quickly. He leaped to the side, enduring the agony as he shouted.
"Who? A little bastard who ate my food and drank my water, and still has the nerve to sneak around and do filthy things here!"
Lu Wanyuan shouted angrily.
"Who are you? Who exactly are you? I have no grudge against you. Why are you doing this to me?"
He couldn't see who was attacking him. He looked around and saw no one, so he realized his attacker must be hidden nearby. He just didn't know what method the other man was using to hide, but he couldn't see where he was at all.
"Who am I? Your whole family eats, drinks, and shits on Green Bamboo Peak, and you still don't know who I am?"
"That bastard born to Ouyang Tingting is just like this? What a disappointment!"
"You thought that kicking me out would let you take everything for yourself? Dream on!"
"Once my cultivation improves, I'll go to Green Bamboo Peak and butcher that bitch. Only then will I be able to soothe the hatred in my heart!"
Lu Wanyuan unleashed his pent-up resentment like a machine gun.
Thinking of how he'd fled Green Bamboo Peak like a stray dog, he felt an unnameable anger knotting in his chest, desperate to break free.
"Lu Yuan?!"
After thinking it over, Xiao Wannian finally realized who the other man was.
"Wrong! My name is Lu Wanyuan now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp Ghost Head Saber pierced through Xiao Wannian's back, bursting through his heart as well.
While Lu Wanyuan had been speaking, he had already quietly crept behind the other man.
He had driven the Ghost Head Saber in himself.
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