The Death of the Old Rabbit

About half a cup of tea later, the sedan chair passed through a street with few pedestrians.

Lu Li observed carefully and realized this street was located right between the Wang Family estate and the Huang Mansion.

If reinforcements were needed, the journey would consume a significant amount of time.

Furthermore, the constables stationed nearby were quite a distance away.

They won't be able to make it in time.

At this thought, a murderous intent surged within Lu Li.

He hid the Yin-Yang Hundred-Step Stumble in his sleeve, his black robe concealing his frame, and the Blood Ghost Mask covering his face, making his entire silhouette appear sinister and ghastly, like a soul-reaping specter.

Lu Li unleashed the Flying Swallow Step, soaring into the air like a gliding bird before landing atop the sedan chair.

"Who goes there?"

The event was so sudden that the coachman and the guards were caught off guard, their faces draining of color.

Lu Li kicked open the roof of the sedan, seeing Wang Ju inside, sprawled out with his rear end swaying back and forth, his face wearing an expression of pure intoxication.

Wang Ju also sensed something was wrong and looked up.

Their eyes met.

Lu Li leaped down into the sedan and kicked toward Wang Ju.

Before Wang Ju could recover his senses, he hurriedly flipped his body from a prone to a supine position, kicking out with both feet to meet Lu Li's strike.

Wang Ju was also an expert in the Organ-Refining Realm; as their kicks collided, the force exploded, whipping up a violent gale.

The entire sedan chair shattered with a roar, sending a shower of wooden planks raining down.

The guards, realizing something had gone wrong, rushed toward the sedan to assist.

However, they were sent flying backward by the erupting shockwaves.

Those further away were battered and dazed by the debris of the sedan chair, which had been scattered in all directions by the gale.

Lu Li had failed to land a hit, but he was not annoyed; instead, he quickly distanced himself, appearing as if he were waiting for something.

He is in the same realm as me; he cannot take me down! Wang Ju thought, his mind racing as he watched Lu Li's movements.

If he could stall him until reinforcements arrived, taking him down would be as easy as turning over one's hand.

The top priority now was to buy time!

He stood up quickly.

His feminine eyes turned into pools of icy water from the netherworld, radiating a chill as he stared fixedly at Lu Li.

He held his head high and shouted coldly, "Sir, when have I, Wang Ju, ever provoked you?"

"Your strength is terrifying; you must have already stepped into the Organ-Refining Realm and can be considered a master. Surely no one in my Wang Family is blind enough to have offended you, right?"

Lu Li crossed his arms, his expression hidden behind the mask.

But his posture was full of mockery, showing he did not take Wang Ju seriously at all.

This immediately displeased Wang Ju.

"Will you truly not speak?"

"We are in the same realm. You cannot take me down, nor can you escape."

"When the government, the Wang Family, and the Imperial forces converge, you will have no wings to fly away."

"Why not speak plainly and turn enemies into friends? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Wang Ju toyed with a strand of his hair as he spoke coldly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly felt his body go limp, a cold, sinister aura appearing within him.

It then rapidly spread through his limbs and bones.

His body felt as heavy as if it had been filled with lead.

Wang Ju's pupils shrank, and his face turned inexplicably ugly!

Seeing the poison take effect, a smile curled the corners of Lu Li's lips.

"I was waiting for the poison to take effect. What were you waiting for?" Lu Li said in a hoarse, chilling voice.

This only made his ghost mask appear all the more hideous and terrifying.

"Despicable!" Wang Ju's expression changed drastically, filled with terror, and he turned to flee.

He could feel his strength plummeting as the poison took hold.

If he didn't run now, before it fully incapacitated him, he would be finished!

Lu Li took a step, soared into the air, and charged at Wang Ju once more.

He channeled his power to the absolute limit for this strike!

This time, a force far exceeding that of an ordinary Organ-Refining Realm expert erupted forth.

Wang Ju, however, remained completely oblivious, still believing Lu Li to be his equal in strength as he turned and threw a punch to intercept the strike.

But when their fists collided, Lu Li's force instantly shattered Wang Ju's offensive, with power still to spare.

Wang Ju felt a massive shockwave surge rapidly up his arm, causing his skin to split open and blood to gush out like a fountain.

He let out a muffled groan, staggered back several steps, and gasped for air with a deathly pale face.

This single blow had wounded him severely!

Terror gripped his heart, and the look he cast toward Lu Li was filled with disbelief.

He had assumed they were in the same realm, but he never imagined that Lu Li's strength would far exceed his own!

He could sense that although his opponent had not yet stepped into the Blood-Exchange Realm, he had made such valiant progress along that path that a breakthrough was imminent!

His face sank like water, and he was just about to say something.

But Lu Li gave him no chance to speak, kicking Wang Ju squarely in the chest and caving it in.

Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spewed from his mouth.

Since the man was a family head, Lu Li would never rest easy unless he crippled him completely.

Wang Ju's hair was disheveled, and he looked utterly wretched.

His control over his own body grew increasingly weak.

Just then, a wet, squelching sound rang out.

Immediately after, his white robes were stained a foul yellow, and a stench began to permeate the air, causing even Lu Li to knit his brows in disgust.

"The old rabbit can't even hold his bowels anymore."

For a dignified family head to end up in such a state was truly pathetic.

"Blood Ghost, who the hell are you!" Wang Ju's effeminate face flushed crimson as he roared hysterically.

He had lost all face and wished he could crawl into a hole in the ground.

At this moment, his hatred for Lu Li reached its peak.

In his memory, aside from his dealings with the Organ-Refining Realm experts in the city, he had never met anyone else.

He could not fathom why this person would attack him.

Lu Li sneered and replied, "I am an assassin; I kill whoever has a bounty on their head."

When these words were spoken, Wang Ju was stunned. Someone had placed a bounty on him at the Wind and Rain Pavilion?

Who?

Who could it be?

Wang Ju's delicate, alluring eyes turned bloodshot.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning seemed to streak through his mind as he recalled one person.

That man had been deeply suspicious of him; whenever he casually mentioned the man's son going up the mountain, the man would rebuke him sternly.

Could it be him? Wang Ju's thoughts raced, yet he remained puzzled.

But how is that possible? Doesn't he want to break free from control and regain his freedom?

How could he possibly stoop to being a dog?

At this thought, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It wasn't impossible; to be under one person but above ten thousand would still be a life of infinite glory.

"Damn it, Huang..."

He had barely opened his mouth when he vomited black blood, his eyes bulging and filled with crimson veins.

Seeing that Wang Ju had no strength left to resist, Lu Li didn't wait for him to finish his sentence; he stepped forward and crushed Huang He's head under his boot.

Brains splattered everywhere in a gruesome display of carnage.

Lu Li quickly tore off Wang Ju's ear, activated his movement technique, and vanished into the distance.

"Master...!"

"It's over, everything is over!"

An elder of the Wang Family witnessed the scene and collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with sorrow, feeling as if the sky had fallen.

In the current state of the Wang Family, Wang Ju was the only one capable of shouldering the burden.

The Wang Family had originally been a humble household, and it was only through the hard work of Wang Ju, a son of a concubine, that the family had been propped back up.

The rest were useless.

Now, the Wang Family was likely to decline completely.

Perhaps, before they even declined, an internal power struggle would erupt.

The Wang Family was suddenly teetering on the brink of collapse, with hearts filled with panic.

The news that the Blood Ghost had slain Wang Ju, head of the Wang Family, spread like wildfire.

It drew cheers from the crowd.

Wang Ju had spent his life scouring the land for handsome men and committing every evil imaginable; his death was well-deserved. For the Wang Family, this might be a catastrophe, but for the impoverished commoners, it was a cause for great celebration!

Lu Li turned a deaf ear to it all.

After tidying up, he left the city and headed toward the mountains.