Interesting. You dare call me a bored fool?

Zhao Yijiu caught her sacrificial short sword, but instead of finishing off the two red-clad ghosts who had lost their ability to resist, she silently walked to Yu Xing's side and glanced at his head a few times.

Yu Xing: "..."

He covered his face with his hand and coughed twice. "Don't look, it's not fully healed yet. You'll have nightmares if you do."

"I'm not a child," Zhao Yijiu replied coldly, only looking away after noticing that the five bloody holes were indeed much smaller than before and had stopped bleeding. "What kind of ability is this? Is your brain even functioning properly? How can you survive like this?"

"You want me dead?" Yu Xing wouldn't tell Zhao Yijiu how painful it was to have several holes poked in his head and then for his various tissues and bones to start healing frantically. He suppressed the trembling in his body and laughed in a tone no different from usual.

"I don't want to, I'm just curious. Doesn't it hurt?" Zhao Yijiu's voice came from behind the mask, muffled and cold as if devoid of emotion.

Yu Xing knew that this child... ah, calling her that didn't seem quite right either. He stopped calling Qu Xuanqing and Zhu Yan "child" in his heart after they grew up.

He pondered for a moment and had to admit that Zhao Yijiu was a man with a strong mind and ability. He himself was also very young at heart, considering himself a young man. So he decided to just call him by his name.

Yu Xing knew that Zhao Yijiu wasn't as indifferent as she seemed; she was probably concerned but didn't want to show it.

He shook his head. "It doesn't hurt."

"But you, with your right hand injured like this, it must hurt quite a bit?"

He pointed to Zhao Yijiu's right hand, which was injured by the red-clothed brother's blood energy when Zhao Yijiu used his hand to pull the red-clothed brother away from Yu Xing. The wound was deep, and in order not to completely ruin his arm, Zhao Yijiu did not use this hand again, and always used his left hand to hold the sword.

"Not bad, not as ruthless as you." Zhao Yijiu said expressionlessly.

"See, I told you you're still far from figuring out my true strength. Were you scared just now?" Yu Xing continued to divert Zhao Yijiu's attention, laughing, "Also, you must have thought for a moment just now that I was being reckless and that my plan had failed, right?"

Zhao Yijiu: "..."

He didn't want to answer, gripped his short sword tightly, turned and took a few steps, then thrust it towards the man in red.

Suddenly, all sound seemed to be ripped away, leaving only deathly silence.

This is the inherent sacrificial characteristic of the Stop Killing mechanism.

[Sacrifice: To Stop Killing]

[Form: A sharp, jet-black short sword]

[This offering has fused with "Persona Mask? Cold Wine," and its fusion ability is: it possesses the characteristic of stillness; upon contact with flesh and spirits, it will silence the target's life force, resulting in immense destructive power. This is a passive ability, requiring the sword wielder to complete the attack.]

[② Create a silent domain. All living beings and inanimate objects within this domain, regardless of friend or foe, will be affected by the deathly silence. In terms of mental state, they will be surrounded by silence, producing varying degrees of symptoms such as "cessation of thinking (mental silence)," "cessation of action (physical silence)," and "loss of life (vital silence)." Each simulation can only be used once, and after use, the simulation participant will become less talkative (silent) and gradually withdrawn.]

[Description: This is a jet-black, sewn-up short sword. After being given to its current owner by its previous owner, it has become much more powerful, containing a unique power of rules. Even light is silenced before this sword, making it a deadly weapon for assassination.]

[Note: This varies from person to person. Your combat talent makes this sword both strange and powerful. However... I advise you not to let the previous wielder know about this, otherwise, knowing him as I do, he'll definitely pinch your face hard and say, "This was absolutely an accident, I'm strong too!" and then run far away when you're about to punch him.]

Ignoring the strange annotations, the [Stop Killing] sword is recognized by the system as a powerful sacrificial offering.

Offerings that receive such treatment are rare. Even after the strategist advances and differentiates, and the Persona Mask is upgraded, resulting in a more refined grading system for the offerings already worn, this sword will not be inferior.

The system generously displayed several "powerful" features, demonstrating just how impressive the Stop Killing is.

It is worth mentioning that Yu Xing cannot use ability ② when he uses the Stop Killing technique.

He felt envious when he saw the offering's panel. The side effects of ability ② were practically negligible for Zhao Yijiu, unlike his puppet, whose side effects were so severe that he hadn't had a good chance to use it yet.

Who can stand having a doll scolding them in their ear for hours on end?!

In situations where hiding and concealment are necessary, this side effect is practically fatal. I really don't know how his Persona Mask could have fused into such a thing.

In short, with Zhao Yijiu strike perfectly suited to Stop Killing, the already fading red-clad brother was doomed. After killing the twin red-clad figures, the two could go back to the foreman to buy the items they wanted.

Then, with the lead in points ending the simulation, I felt great.

However, things didn't go so smoothly. Just as the sword tip was about to touch the red-clad younger brother, Zhao Yijiu's pupils contracted. Suddenly, she lost her balance and was pulled up by an invisible force, floating in the air and crashing into the wall behind her.

His back slammed against the wall, the sharp pain from the impact making Zhao Yijiu's face turn pale. After falling to the ground, he looked up.

The discouraged Ghost, who had been huddled by the door and ignored by everyone and even the ghosts, had just withdrawn his hand.

Yu Xing first confirmed that Zhao Yijiu hadn't hit her hard, then turned his gaze to the discouraged Ghost, letting out a cryptic laugh.

"Killing Red-Clad in a bar, it wouldn't be good for the bar if word got out, after all, Red-Clad is quite famous." The discouraged Ghost leaned against the door, his posture no longer timid, but standing upright at 1.8 meters tall, his faceless mask facing the two people who were sitting on the ground, one willingly and the other unwillingly, as if looking at something interesting.

Yu Xing sighed, "I didn't expect that you, a little brat in gray, would be so considerate of Sheqing Ghost."

The discouraged Ghost nodded, his voice tinged with laughter. Gone were the sobs and tremors; it now resembled the gentle, scholarly voice from the radio. "Of course, he's a regular customer, and the Boss Sheqing, is so kind. How could I bear to let anything that would damage the bar's reputation happen?"

"It's pretty good, at least when it comes to boasting, Boss Sheqing is definitely in the top ten among all the people and ghosts I've ever seen." Yu Xing relieved his dizziness and got up from the ground in a less-than-elegant manner, patting the dust off his buttocks but getting the blood on his hands on it.

The discouraged Ghost didn't stop him from doing anything, but instead asked in surprise, "Then you've seen quite a few people and ghosts!"

"Hmm, a lot." Yu Xing looked at his blood-stained hands, reluctantly giving up the idea of fixing his clothes. He looked at the discouraged Ghost, showing no surprise whatsoever, clearly having anticipated the situation. He asked, "I want to kill the woman in red, but you won't let me. What do you suggest we do?"

The discouraged Ghost pretended to think for a moment, then stepped closer. "Why don't you kill me too? That way there won't be any eyewitness ghosts, and you can ignore Boss Sheqing's interests, kill him and run. How about it, isn't that a great idea?"

Zhao Yijiu also quickly endured the pain and got up. She took a few steps to Yu Xing's side, raised her short sword with her left hand, and stood in front of Yu Xing.

He could tell that Yu Xing was in an extremely weak state, and he could also tell that something was wrong with this discouraged Ghost.

The discouraged Ghost pointed at the Stop Killing and said, "Use this sword. Use it to kill me, okay?"

Yu Xing smiled and pressed Zhao Yijiu, down. "No, that's so boring. Boss Sheqing Ghost definitely wouldn't want to see something so dull."

"How is it boring?" The discouraged Ghost asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

"Killing a ghost that can't be killed is a predetermined endeavor. You'll only get a tiny bit of superiority, which is hardly interesting. Since you like the Sheqing Ghost Boss so much, why don't you help me answer a question about it that I haven't figured out the answer to yet?" Yu Xing's tone made Zhao Yijiu suddenly realize something. He silently sheathed his sword and even stepped behind Yu Xing.

The discouraged Ghost indeed stopped mentioning killing it and asked, "What's the problem?"

"I just don't understand why this powerful Sheqing Ghost of his finger, would specifically reveal the vending machine clues to me, guess my intentions, cooperate with me to lure the red-clothed ghost, and then stop us from killing the red-clothed ghost?"

Yu Xing also pretended to think, "Could it be that this boss is really so bored that he has nothing better to do?"

The discouraged Ghost was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

His voice was like a clear spring; even when he laughed, it gave people a gentle feeling, and one could not feel the slightest bit of aversion.

As it laughed, it reached out and lifted the mask off its face, pushing it up to its hair, revealing a handsome face that perfectly matched its voice.

His pale skin had a jade-like luster, and his pupils were deep blue. In the slowly rising blue mist, it—or rather, probably no one would be willing to use "it" to refer to such a ghost—was stained with blue-green, transforming from a simple style into an elegant and luxurious garment. A pure white ring-shaped jade pendant hung from his belt.

Her jet-black hair reached thigh-high and was tied back in a wolf-hair style with a blue ribbon, with a few wispy strands framing her face.

This is actually a ghost dressed in ancient attire. Just from this, one can imagine how long this Sheqing Ghost has existed. It is a great ghost that has truly cultivated for hundreds or even thousands of years.

His deep blue eyes fixed on Yu Xing. Perhaps having reverted to his original identity, his manner of speaking began to carry a touch of antiquity, becoming somewhat refined. "You said I could wipe out all the living servants with a flick of my finger? Aren't you trying to frame me? I've thought about it, and I haven't found a way to kill you yet. So, you're wrong."

"If you can find it, I might thank you." Yu Xing said sincerely, which made Zhao Yijiu glance at him.

The Sheqing Ghost Crossed its arms and said, "You're quite an interesting person. You guessed my identity a long time ago and still played along with my act. You even dared to call me a busybody. Aren't you afraid of me at all?"