Hate Mountain Corpse Robber!

"See, what did I just say?" the Old Man pointed at Little Fatty and said triumphantly.

"You guessed right," Tang Fei said, unconvinced.

"Guess? Show me your guess! I'm telling you, these eyes of mine are like Sun Wukong's Fiery Eyes. They can see the essence through the superficial." The Old Man patted Little Fatty's shoulder and said, "Don't let this guy fool you with his simple appearance; he's not stupid at all. Little Fatty, did you deliberately throw that hammer away?"

Little Fatty nodded and said sheepishly, "I was too tired, felt like I could barely lift the hammer. I knew I'd lose if I kept fighting like this."

"I was just thinking of showing a weakness to see if I could find an opportunity for a killing blow. I saw Big Brother do it when he fought people."

Tang Fei ruffled Little Fatty's hair, then wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead. Little Fatty had exerted himself too much, and his hair was damp with sweat, sticking to him.

Tang Fei wiped his hand on Little Fatty's clothes with a hint of disgust and said, "Well done. What do I usually tell you? A fight to the death means it's either you die or I find a way to make you die."

"To survive, there's nothing you can't do. Only the victor receives praise. If it were you lying on the ground, what meaning would high morals have for you?"

"Alright, I'll listen to Big Brother," Little Fatty nodded.

"Is everyone alright?" the Old Man asked.

"We've been standing in front of you for ages, and you're only asking now?"

"Weren't we busy supervising Little Fatty? I didn't have time to think about these things," the Old Man said. "Shouldn't all these assassins be dead by now?"

"We haven't detected any others for the time being," Tang Fei replied.

He kicked the Flying Dagger lying on the ground, a look of disdain on his face. "What kind of assassin squad is this? This is a suicide squad!"

The Old Man shook his head and said, "These were all top-notch fighters, each with their own skills. They were just a bit overconfident and didn't expect to encounter a group like us."

The Phoenix nodded. She knew the Old Man's words were very reasonable.

If any random person encountered on Old Earth had their strength, Old Earth would have risen long ago. A bit of technology might have even allowed them to attack New Star.

Unfortunately, they were ultimately just a tiny minority, like phoenix feathers.

If Tang Fei hadn't picked her up, but some other Refugees from Old Earth, she would probably have been dealt with by them by now.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glance in Tang Fei's direction.

Tang Fei happened to be thinking the same thing and looked towards the Phoenix. Their eyes met.

Tang Fei quickly turned his face away, then felt like he was acting guilty, so he forcefully turned back, staring directly at the Phoenix.

This time, it was the Phoenix who became shy, her cheeks slightly flushed as she averted her gaze.

Tang Fei felt satisfied.

I can be shameless, but I can't lose.

The Old Man saw the interaction between the two youngsters and couldn't help but chuckle.

Little Fatty was confused. What was so funny about that?

"Mainly, they came to the wrong place," Tang Fei said.

This was Hate Mountain, his territory.

He was too familiar with it; there were too many things he could use, too many traps he could set.

For example, that volley of arrows was prepared earlier to hunt King Kong Boars. With a slight modification, it came in handy this time.

And that Hell's Gate, which had always been effective. No matter what animal followed Tang Fei into it, only the body would come out, its soul surrendered. He never expected it to almost backfire this time.

"Indeed. You've been running around these mountains since you were a child; no one knows them better than you. Isn't it a dead end for them to come in here?" The Old Man praised Tang Fei for once. "But what's the situation with that Hell's Gate? How did they force you into that position? If the Phoenix hadn't appeared in time, you might have lost your life there. Your performance this time was even worse than Little Fatty's."

"Can you blame me? How was I supposed to know they had a transforming aircraft? What do I have besides my hands?"

"Dead men can't argue," the Old Man said with a serious and solemn expression.

"..."

Tang Fei knew the Old Man's words made sense, so he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

He looked at the Phoenix and said, "When they came, they must have arrived in a spaceship or a Star Disc. If we can find it, you can go home."

"Mhm," the Phoenix nodded, saying happily, "At least I can use their communication equipment to contact my family on New Star."

"Yes," Tang Fei also became happy. Thinking that the Phoenix would bring him a large number of weapons and supplies after she returned, he felt that his good days were about to begin. "It's a shame we didn't keep anyone alive. Otherwise, we could have asked them where they parked the spaceship."

"Use your brain," the Old Man tapped his head and said.

Tang Fei looked at the Old Man and asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

"What ideas could I have? I'm so old, what else can I think of? I'm telling you to use your brain and think about where they might have parked the spaceship."

Tang Fei looked around and said, "If I were them, I would park the spaceship in the highest area around here. I'd park it on the summit of Hate Mountain, so I could have a clear view of the surroundings. Plus, if anything happens, it's faster to escape, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, they saw a blinding firelight erupt on the summit of Hate Mountain.

Soon, the firelight shot up into the sky, disappearing from their sight.

Everyone looked at each other.

Little Fatty looked at Tang Fei with admiration, saying, "Big Brother is amazing, he guessed it right away."

"What's the use of guessing right?" the Old Man roared. "How could we let them escape? That's a Star Disc! If we had captured that Star Disc..."

"Can you fly it?" Tang Fei asked.

"You don't know anything. Star Disc technology is super advanced now. You just need voice control to input coordinates, you don't have to do anything yourself," the Old Man grumbled.

What should have been his for the taking had just escaped right under his nose.

For someone like the Old Man, anything not picked up was considered lost.

It was utterly infuriating.

Tang Fei also felt a pang of heartache so severe he could barely breathe. After staring at the sky for a long while, he turned to the Phoenix with a sad expression and said, "You can't leave again."

"Yes, it's truly a shame," the Phoenix replied, her voice carrying a hint of lightness.

She did want to go back, but if she couldn't for the time being, she wasn't all that upset.

Tang Fei found the Phoenix's tone a little strange but didn't dwell on it too much.

He looked at the Phoenix thoughtfully and asked, "Are these the people you were searching for the King's tomb with?"

"No," the Phoenix shook her head.

"They really don't look like it. You're a student at that school on New Star, aren't you? How could these people be students? What kind of students are that old? What kind of students are that monstrous?"

"That's right," the Phoenix agreed.

"These people are all professional killers," Tang Fei said with a chuckle, watching the Phoenix's facial expressions closely. "What terrible things have you done to make someone willing to spend a fortune to send assassins after you?"

The Phoenix knew Tang Fei and the others were starting to suspect her identity. Her face remained calm, and her heart didn't skip a beat as she replied, "There was someone in our team with a very powerful background. He wanted to seize the King's tomb, so he gave the order to kill. And he massacred his own classmates and teachers."

"They were worried I'd expose his evil deeds after I returned to New Star, so they sent killers to silence me."

Tang Fei looked at the Old Man. The Old Man grunted, "Believe it if you want, don't believe it if you don't. Why are you looking at me?"

"I'm seeing if you believe it."

"I don't," the Old Man said decisively. "Haven't I always told you two? Women are all liars, and the prettier the woman, the bigger the liar."

"As if you've been heartbroken that many times," Tang Fei retorted.

"Sigh, the maiden hearts I've broken… there are at least eight hundred, if not a thousand," the Old Man said solemnly, sighing for his regrettable past.

"What happened? Did you sell them fake face cream?"

"……"

Hmph!

The Phoenix knew she shouldn't laugh at a time like this, but she couldn't help it and burst into giggles.

Seeing Tang Fei and the Old Man look at her strangely, the Phoenix stifled her laughter and proactively apologized to the Old Man, saying, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…"

"Forget it, forget it," the Old Man waved his hand magnanimously. "Laugh if you want. Anyway, the little stories you spin might fool these two simpletons, but you want to fool me? No way."

"Uncle…"

"If you don't want to talk, we won't force you," the Old Man said, looking at the Phoenix. He threatened, "But if you hurt them, don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Uncle, don't worry. They are my friends, and I will never harm them."

The Old Man stretched his arms and yawned, saying, "Let's go back, let's go back. We've been busy all night, I'm exhausted."

He then said to Tang Fei, "Go check the bodies and see if there's anything useful on them."

"I already did," Tang Fei replied.

He was very skilled at looting bodies. He'd kill one, loot one, and never return empty-handed.

"That's good," the Old Man was quite satisfied with Tang Fei's performance.

This kid's way of handling things was just like his own.

Not at all like his father.

The night was deep, and the mountain forest was dense.

It took Tang Fei, the Phoenix, Little Fatty, the Old Man, and the others over an hour to trek back home, crossing mountains and wading through water. They hadn't felt the distance when they were escaping, but returning, they realized just how far they had run.

Everything in the courtyard was as it was. The meat Little Fatty had hidden hadn't been stolen.

Tang Fei looked at the Phoenix, Little Fatty, and the others and said, "You guys go to bed, I'll stand guard."

Although they had dealt with several assassins, there was no guarantee that others weren't hiding in the shadows. Therefore, being cautious was necessary.

"Brother, can I stay with you?" Little Fatty asked.

"No need," Tang Fei refused. "You go to sleep quickly."

Little Fatty wasn't a cultivator, and he had been fighting all day. His stamina was severely depleted, and he was probably exhausted.

"I'll stay with you," the Phoenix said to Tang Fei. "I'm a cultivator; even when I'm just sitting, I can regulate my body using Yin Yang Qi… If I stay, I can also keep you company and chat."

"It's decided then," the Old Man yawned and pulled away the still-stubborn Little Fatty.

Why are you competing for this? It's delaying your brother from finding you a sister-in-law.

(Ps: Requesting all firepower support!)