Laughing Over a Cup of Wine, Killing Amid the Mortal World!

Yu Tunzhou keenly sensed something was amiss from Yuan Mengzhou's words and emotions.

Something happened?

"Let's go," he said decisively.

About half an incense stick later, the two arrived at an inconspicuous house in the west of the city.

The house was dimly lit. Fang Zhengchu stood at the door. Upon seeing Yu Tunzhou, he silently nodded and pushed open the door.

Before even entering the gate, Yu Tunzhou could smell a strong aroma of medicine for wounds.

Yu Tunzhou strode into the house.

Besides Zhuang Yuan, there was another person in the room, whose expression was somber.

Seeing Yu Tunzhou enter, the other person simply nodded in acknowledgment, his gaze fixed on the dying, bearded man on the bed.

Zhuang Yuan lay on the couch, his face as pale as paper, his chest wrapped in thick gauze, the crimson bloodstains soaking through several layers.

His breathing was very light, so light it seemed it might stop at any moment, but his eyes were still open, and when he saw Yu Tunzhou, he even managed to force a smile.

"Young Hero Yu, we meet again. I'm afraid I'll have to repay your kindness in my next life."

Primordial Spirit Yu Tunzhou walked to the bedside, and his expression turned serious as he scanned the body with his primordial spirit. Zhuang Yuan had several external injuries, none of which were fatal, and they all seemed to be acts of venting anger. The real problem was that Zhuang Yuan's heart meridian was completely severed, with only a thin thread remaining, but it wouldn't last much longer.

"Great Hero Zhuang, what's going on?"

"This matter ends here." Zhuang Yuan's voice was weak, yet carried a strange calmness. "Young Hero Yu, it's all over."

Yu Tunzhou looked at Yuan Mengzhou.

Yuan Mengzhou clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and said, word by word, "That idiot Old Zhuang went to find Jin Xiongfei himself. He risked his life to make Jin Xiongfei stop bothering him!"

Zhuang Yuan forced a smile and said helplessly, "There's really no other way. Jin Xiongfei knows about my hometown. Although I don't have any family left, the martial arts school I came from is still there. The old master and the others treated me very well. I don't want to involve them or drag anyone else down with me."

"Jin Ting finally said one thing right before he died: people like us who kill the young masters of the Aristocratic Clan can never get away unscathed. So I have to die, or this will never end."

Yu Tunzhou fell silent.

He looked at the burly man with a thick beard on the bed, the man who had risked his life for the people of Apricot Blossom Village, who now resembled a lamp about to burn out.

Zhuang Yuan's gaze was somewhat unfocused, as if he were looking far into the distance through the roof, and he murmured, "When I was a child, I wanted to become a god in heaven."

"When I was young, I wanted to join a great Martial Dao sect like the True Martial Sect, but unfortunately the old master said my Root Bone was average."

"In my youth, I wanted to build Higher Vehicle foundation, but I later realized that for ordinary people like us, it's already quite an achievement to even Foundation Establishment and step into the Martial Dao."

"After more than a decade of hard work, I finally reached the Form Refinement Greater Accomplishment. Jin Ting and I hit it off and decided to venture into the world. We longed for adventures, chivalrous deeds, and the joy of revenge, but now—"

His voice trailed off, as if he were speaking to himself. He remained stunned for a long time before finally murmuring, "All I want now is to go home—"

"This world of martial arts, it seems, is indeed just as the old master said, not quite suitable for us—"

Jiang Cheng flew into a rage, abruptly standing up, but ultimately bowing his head helplessly and turning his face away. He was a rough man, not good with words, and didn't know what to say at this moment.

Fang Zhengchu voice, "Old Zhuang, don't say that. Don't deny all the chivalrous deeds you've done along the way!"

Zhuang Yuan grinned and said, "What nonsense are you thinking? I, Old Zhuang, have never regretted the heroic deeds I've done. Killing a beast like Jin Shaoyan in this life was definitely worth it!"

His smile was somewhat forced, and his voice weakened. "Well, I'm a little tired."

He suddenly grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand, "Chengzi, do me a favor! After I die, find someone to send my body back to my hometown, my home is in Qingping County— "

Jiang Cheng said in a hoarse voice, "Laozi 'll personally escort you back. The top expert ranked thirty-fourth on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking will personally see you off. I'll also be there for your Heavenly Yang Martial Arts School Laozi, to make you look good!"

Zhuang Yuan laughed heartily, "That's true loyalty!"

That laugh seemed to drain all his strength. His gaze gradually glazed over as he stared at the roof beam, muttering repeatedly, "It's over—it's all over—don't go looking for Jin Xiongfei anymore—let this matter end with me—"

The room was completely silent, the atmosphere so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

Yu Tunzhou suddenly asked, "Great Hero Zhuang, will you still practice martial arts in your next life?"

This statement is like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, creating ripples.

A startling light suddenly shone in Zhuang Yuan's eyes, his face flushed, and in his final moments of lucidity, he burst into laughter, his laughter regaining its former boldness. "Practice! Damn it, Laozi be reborn into a better life! A good father, a good lineage, and a protective ancestor! Oh, and in Laozi next life, I'll join a Martial Dao sect as prestigious as the True Martial Sect!"

"So, Great Hero Zhuang only wanted to join the True Martial Sect," Yu Tunzhou laughed. "I was going to say, I'll teach you in my next life."

Zhuang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he became excited. "Really? You're talking about the [Taiji] created by that Great Hero Mo?!"

"Really!"

There will be a next life.

He trusted the Old Mo.

I also believe in myself.

"Laozi I'll be incredibly awesome then—" Zhuang Yuan murmured, a smile in his eyes, as if he could already see the martial arts world of his next life.

Swords clash, swords flash, and grudges are settled!

He passed away peacefully with a smile on his face.

"Old Zhuang! Old Zhuang!" Fang Zhengchu called out in a deep voice.

"You surnamed Zhuang!" Jiang Cheng slammed his fist on the wall. The dim light flickered, casting shadows of everyone in the room. The atmosphere was oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

After a long silence, Yuan Mengzhou spoke, his voice hoarse and low. "Don't let Old Zhuang laugh at us. Let's deal with Old Zhuang's body first. It's more than a week's journey back to Old Zhuang's hometown from here."

Fang Zhengchu stood up. "Leave it to me. Our martial arts school has Secret Method that can guarantee the corpse won't decompose for half a month."

Yuan Mengzhou said softly, "See you at Myriad Transformations Wine House later. We won't leave until we're drunk tonight."

Then, he looked at Yu Tunzhou: "Young Hero Yu, how about we go for a drink?"

Yu Tunzhou glanced at Zhuang Yuan's face one last time and nodded.

In the private room of Myriad Transformations House, there were seven or eight wine jars.

"Young Hero Yu," Jiang Cheng suddenly spoke, his voice deep, "Tell me, what gives this world its due?"

Yu Tunzhou did not answer.

"Jin Shaoyan killed so many people, Old Zhuang killed him on behalf of Heaven," Jiang Cheng said, emphasizing each word. "But what was the result?"

Jin Shaoyan is dead, Old Zhuang is dead, and if it weren't for us, the people of Apricot Blossom Village would probably all be dead too. They're hiding on boats by the river, unable to go home."

He gulped down a bowl of wine and slammed it heavily on the table.

"Laozi won't swallow this!"

"Laozi want to kill Jin Xiongfei! Which of you two wants to go with me?"

He looked up at Yuan Mengzhou and Fang Zhengchu, but did not make things difficult for Yu Tunzhou. After all, the latter's relationship with Old Zhuang was not like theirs, and he also had another layer of relationship with the Jin Household.

Neither Yuan Mengzhou nor Fang Zhengchu spoke.

Remaining silent.

After a long pause, Yuan Mengzhou took a deep breath. "I can accompany Brother Zhuang to rescue people, but I cannot kill Jin Xiongfei; that would bring great trouble to the sect."

Fang Zhengchu voice, "Jiang Cheng, don't be impulsive. Jin Xiongfei is at the Late Divine Ability Stage and is also a candidate for the next patriarch of the Jin Household. You can't just kill him as you please!"

Even if we manage to kill Jin Xiongfei, will the Jin Household let it go? This will only provoke a war between our various factions, resulting in even more deaths.

"Old Zhuang repeatedly emphasized that the matter should end with him, precisely because he didn't want to see you like this!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned. How could he not know all this?

But----

Jiang Cheng looked up and said, "If we don't act now, will we still have a chance after Jin Xiongfei becomes the clan leader and advances to the External Scenery?"

He muttered, "That idiot Old Zhuang, he had already run away, but he insisted on coming back to die. He meddled in this and that, and even after he's dead, no one seems to care about his mess."

The group remained silent.

Yu Tunzhou sat to the side, quietly watching this scene.

Great Hero Zhuang made several good brothers.

But some things simply cannot be accomplished with just enthusiasm.

The smell of alcohol gradually intensified inside the room.

In the end, no one used their Inner Qi to dispel the effects of the alcohol, and they drank themselves into a stupor, eventually becoming completely drunk and collapsing beside the tables and chairs.

Yu Tunzhou stood up, walked to the window, and pushed it open, letting a sliver of sunlight stream into the room.

On the horizon, a sliver of dawn was slowly breaking.

The Jin Household.

After parting ways with the three at the restaurant, Yu Tunzhou returned to the Jin Household, intending to pay another visit to Senior Jin Moyuan.

Not long after he entered the Jin Household, he bumped into Jin Xiongfei, who was about to leave.

"Young Hero Yu."

Jin Xiongfei remained calm, as if nothing had happened. He nodded peacefully to Yu Tunzhou and was about to pass by.

Suddenly, Jin Xiongfei stopped and turned to look at Yu Tunzhou, saying slowly, "Young Hero Yu, you must have already heard about the situation, right? I asked Zhuang Yuan before, and he said that he had only met you twice, and you were barely even nodding acquaintances. However, out of consideration for that relationship, I still spared his life so that he could say goodbye to his friends."

Yu Tunzhou paused, turned around, and calmly asked, "Brother Jin, what is your opinion on Jin Shaoyan's mistreatment of the villagers of Apricot Blossom Village?"

--

Jin Xiongfei was somewhat surprised that he did not inquire about Zhuang Yuan.

"----That's Shaoyan's fault, I didn't teach him well." Jin Xiongfei paused, then suddenly his face turned sarcastic. "If you find this Young Hero Yu, then take it as what I think. A bunch of lowly commoners, even if they all die, are not worth half a finger of my Shaoyan!"

Having said that, Jin Xiongfei strode out of the house and said calmly, "Young Hero Yu, our paths are different. Since you are unwilling to associate with me, then you should leave the Jin Household as soon as possible."

Yu Tunzhou paused for a moment, watching Jin Xiongfei's departing figure, his gaze as calm as a stagnant pool.

He neither refuted nor showed anger.

I just quietly watched the other person's departing figure.

Then he turned around, continued walking, and went straight to Jin Moyuan's courtyard.

Early in the morning.

Jin Moyuan was already standing in the courtyard, watering several orchids in the flowerbed. Seeing Yu Tunzhou approach, he put down the watering can and smiled, "Tunzhou? So early! Encountering difficulties in your cultivation? Why do you still smell of alcohol? Went out for a drink?"

Yu Tunzhou smiled and said, "I'd like to hear your stories of traveling the martial world with Master Lu back then, righting wrongs with your sword and settling scores with gusto."

Jin Moyuan immediately became interested and beckoned Yu Tunzhou to sit down at the stone table.

"That period—was the most turbulent time of my life."

"What impressed me most was the time in Qingzhou. We encountered a womanizer Qingzhou, a disciple of the sect leader, who, relying on his sect's protection, preyed on more than a dozen innocent women. The local government did nothing, and the victims had nowhere to turn for justice."

"After witnessing a young woman hang herself, our group spent three days and three nights investigating her background and whereabouts, then we caught her red-handed and crippled her!"

As Jin Moyuan said this, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, "Hearing this, do you think it's all over? Heh, I thought it was all over too, but who would have thought that Huaiqing would be far more ambitious and daring than us!"

"That night, we dragged that womanizer into their sect and threw him in front of the sect leader, Huaiqing him if he was going to do anything about it. Was he not going to?"

"We'll take care of it for him!"

Jin Moyuan sneered, "Back then, that sect leader gathered dozens of people from the entire sect to attack together, but in the end, we defeated them all!"

"I killed that womanizer with a single punch right in front of the sect leader!"

He stretched out his hand, slowly clenched it into a fist, and said, word by word, "I'll use this fist!"

"That was the most exhilarating punch I've ever delivered in my life!"

Even after that battle, we all spent about half a month recovering from our injuries.

"On another occasion, we encountered a group of river bandits in Jiangling. They occupied the waterways, extorted tolls, and frequently committed murder and robbery. The government tried to wipe them out several times but failed because the bandit leader was in cahoots with the local gentry."

"And we ended up running into it."

"Huaiqing and I first investigated the bandits' hideout and the evidence of their collusion with the local gentry. Then we threw the evidence at the gate of the Gold-Wielding Guard, and then joined forces with a few others to storm into the bandits' den."

"In the end, the bandit leader tried to beg for mercy, but Huaiqing killed him with a single punch."

At this point, Jin Moyuan, somewhat indignant, slapped his thigh suddenly, "They stole my Laozi! It was all agreed beforehand that the last punch was for me!"

"Well done," Yu Tunzhou said softly.

Jin Moyuan glanced at him, then suddenly laughed, "You're just like your master, and just like us, you get excited when you hear things like this."

Yu Tunzhou then asked, "What about those local gentry?"

"We've wiped out the bandits, and the evidence is there. If the Gold-Wielding Guard don't want to lose face, they have no choice but to investigate thoroughly. In the end, those who should be arrested will be arrested, and those who should be executed will be executed." Jin Moyuan paused, "However—"

"But what?"

"However, some of the sons of those wealthy gentry later passed the imperial examinations, returned to Jiangling, and gradually built up their family businesses again."

Jin Moyuan's voice lowered, "That's how the world is; one generation is wiped out, and another grows. But at least that generation got what they deserved at that time."

"Uncle-Master," Yu Tunzhou suddenly said softly, "Are you still the same person you were back then?"

Jin Moyuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. "This old man is still capable of fighting!"

Having obtained the answer, Yu Tunzhou wasn't certain it was the true answer.

"Thank you for your explanation, Martial Uncle. I will take my leave now."

Watching the Yu Tunzhou as it departed under the sunlight.

Jin Moyuan was somewhat dazed, as if he saw a figure in a green robe walking straight, neither veering left nor right, yet seemingly going in the opposite direction from many others.

Back in the courtyard, Yu Tunzhou's thoughts drifted away.

As Jin Xiongfei said, his relationship with Zhuang Yuan was not deep; they had only met three times.

But some people, even after only meeting once or twice, are worth considering as friends.

He then thought of the words Great Hero Zhuang had spoken before his death.

"People like us, who kill the young masters of the Aristocratic Clan, can never escape unscathed. Therefore, I must die, or this matter will never end."

If----

What if they killed the future head of the Aristocratic Clan powerful family?

Unfortunately, I am not strong enough to do what Senior Jin did: bring the crippled Jin Xiongfei to the Jin Household Jin Household and ask if they would take care of him, and then kill Jin Xiongfei with a single punch in front of all the External Scenery the Jin Household.

Yu Tunzhou suddenly asked himself a question.

By Yu Tunzhou, he would inevitably turn against the Jin Household and would likely be hunted down by Jin Household's powerful External Scenery. Was it really worth it?

But he soon realized that it didn't seem to require an answer.

Because what Zhuang Yuan did was precisely the simple, yet self-evident, viewpoint he had held for the past few years, a viewpoint that others considered wrong.

Someone who's been unlucky long enough will eventually see their luck turn around, right?

I treat people with sincerity; surely I can earn some genuine affection in return?

Upholding justice, saving those who deserve it, and killing those who deserve it—shouldn't that at least bring a sliver of divine retribution?

The justice won at the cost of lives deserves some kind of explanation, right?

what goes around comes around?

When even the last question becomes a question, whose Mortal Realm is Mortal Realm?

He was once powerless to prove to others that he was right.

But things are different now.

now.

Yu Tunzhou muttered to himself, "I don't consider myself a good person, but I'm still a human being."

Over the next few days, Yu Tunzhou continued to refine his acupoints until the number of acupoints officially exceeded two hundred and forty, which further enhanced his perception of heaven and earth.

At the same time, he faced two other martial artists from West Xuan Commandery, one of whom was none other than Fang Zhengchu from the Dongyang Martial Arts Hall School.

At the end of this battle, he sent a telepathic message to Fang Zhengchu, inviting him to meet the next night at the same restaurant where he had previously met Jin Xiongfei.

"Father, are you keeping a date tonight?"

Jin Qingwu frowned and said, "You have already killed Zhuang Yuan, there is no need to continue to be his enemy. His battle against Shen Si and the other two was enough to show his unparalleled talent. In ten years—no, perhaps only five years—he will completely surpass you!"

"You should try to repair your relationship with him. Zhuang Yuan is dead; the dead are not remembered."

--

Jin Xiongfei glanced at him indifferently; he had Buxi this so-called legitimate son.

The so-called legal wife was nothing more than a woman he married without any love, whom he was forced to marry under pressure from his Lineage.

But this stupid woman actually dared to kill his beloved Rouzhi, which is why he never gave Jin Qingwu and Jin Qingshui a second glance.

"You can leave now," Jin Xiongfei said calmly, thinking to himself that if it were Shaoyan, she would never advise him like this. Instead, she would advise him to eliminate Yu Tunzhou as soon as possible if possible, and if he couldn't eliminate him, he should not have any further dealings with him, giving him a reason to take action.

People like Yu Tunzhou, who come from humble backgrounds and share similar ideas with Zhuang Yuan, are not on the same path as him.

They have no chance of traveling together.

The mere thought of Shaoyan cast a shadow over Jin Xiongfei's mind.

He will go to our appointment tomorrow night.

He wanted to see what other trouble the disciple chosen by that Hero Lu could cause.

"Tomorrow night?"

"Jin Xiongfei is coming too?!"

Both Jiang Cheng and Yuan Mengzhou learned of Yu Tunzhou's invitation from Fang Zhengchu.

They were surprised that Yu Tunzhou had invited them, but also specifically invited Jin Xiongfei.

What does Young Hero Yu want to do?

Jiang Cheng's first thought was that Young Hero Yu, like him, was not prepared to swallow this insult!

He took a deep breath, made up his mind, and resolutely returned to the mountain gate. Relying on his status, he secretly took a divine weapon!

With Jin Xiongfei at the Late Divine Ability Stage, his body is protected by a three-foot-long protective Gang Qi. They have absolutely no chance in a head-on fight. Only divine weapons can kill him!

After learning the news, Yuan Mengzhou pondered for a moment and asked, "Zhengchu, what do you think?"

Fang Zhengchu avoided his gaze, remained silent for a long time, and then said in a low, hoarse voice, "Yesterday, the Jin Household strengthened their cooperation with our martial arts school."

Yuan Mengzhou remained expressionless and nodded, saying, "We come from a sect; we cannot harm the sect for our own selfish desires."

The martial arts school suffered losses, but your choice was right.

Then, Yuan Mengzhou turned and left.

Time flies. As the sun rises and sets and night falls, the streets of West Xuan Commandery are bustling with people.

Yu Tunzhou entered the restaurant. He had arranged to meet Yuan Mengzhou and the other two earlier than Jin Xiongfei, so the three of them should have already arrived.

But when he pushed open the door, he was stunned.

Three men dressed entirely in black were sitting around the table, looking at each other.

Jiang Cheng now had a knife at his waist, wrapped in black cloth, making it impossible to discern anything special about it.

Yuan Mengzhou's sleeves were also slightly bulging.

Fang Zhengchu was putting away a veil covering his face.

Before Yu Tunzhou could ask, the three of them spoke at the same time, "I'm afraid of running into acquaintances on the way."

"I actually quite like black."

--

"It was purely coincidental."

The three then fell silent, before bursting into laughter.

Wearing a night-clothes was naturally for the convenience of ambushing and striking later, and also for the ease of escaping afterwards.

Yu Tunzhou chuckled and said, "Great Hero Zhuang, your life has truly not been in vain."

Fang Zhengchu looked at Yu Tunzhou and said seriously, "Young Hero Yu, what exactly do you want to do by inviting Jin Xiongfei here tonight?"

Yu Tunzhou laughed and said, "I should be about the same as you. Let's not talk about that, let's drink first. Jin Xiongfei will be arriving later."

Fang Zhengchu said solemnly, "I can't reveal my identity later, and I might have to run away after making a couple of moves. As long as I don't make a direct attack, Jin Xiongfei can't do anything to me. You should retreat if you need to."

"Enough with the nonsense, we're not fools." Yuan Mengzhou, his hands hidden in his sleeves, said with a glint in his eyes, "I've thought it through. We don't necessarily need to kill Jin Xiongfei. As long as we cripple him, or prevent him from ever breaking through to the External Scenery again, that will be more painful for him than killing him. He'll never be able to sit on the position of family head!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up. "Great idea!"

"Drink wine!"

"Drink wine!"

The group raised their glasses, sweeping away the dejection and helplessness of the past few days, replaced by a vibrant spirit, as if they had firmly believed in what was right and were walking on the right path.

Sweep away the dust from your heart.

Raising a glass with the three chivalrous men in front of him, Yu Tunzhou suddenly recalled the first drinking session he had with Linchuan and Thirteenth Sister before leaving the cave.

At the end of the dinner, someone asked wistfully, "What is the martial arts world?"

Perhaps the Great Hero Zhuang Yuan, who once had high hopes for the martial arts world, also asked this question.

Yu Tunzhou slowly raised his wine glass and said softly, "Ignorance of a child, youthful passion, reckless courage, chivalry of the martial world—"

Before the words were finished, a series of steady footsteps echoed down the stairs.

All four looked towards the doorway. Except for Yu Tunzhou, the other three became serious, quickly concealed their presence, and hid outside the window, waiting for the right moment to strike!

The footsteps quickly stopped outside the door.

A moment later, the door was pushed open.

Jin Xiongfei stood at the door, dressed in a long black robe, exuding composure.

He glanced around the room, his gaze settling on the four wine glasses on the table. A slight smile played on his lips as he said, "Young Hero Yu, is this the gathering you organized?"

Yu Tunzhou remained seated, raised his wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp, completely oblivious to these details.

He gently set down his wine glass, chuckled, and drained it. "Brother Jin, do you think it would seem too barbaric and domineering to kill you on your own Jin Household's territory?"

A mocking look immediately flashed in Jin Xiongfei's eyes.

But Yu Tunzhou didn't give him a chance to speak.

He instantly entered a state of perfect Unity of Heaven and Celestial Person with nature and softly uttered, "Go."

[Swallow the Sun and Refine the Moon].

Only now did he seem to truly master this Dao-Bestowed Divine Ability. The Taiyin energies he had accumulated for two months shot out straight, merging under his will, and hurtling towards Jin Xiongfei!

Before Jin Xiongfei could utter a single word, his protective Gang Qi was suddenly released, spreading across his entire body within three feet!

However, the next moment, Jin Xiongfei's pupils suddenly contracted, and the mockery in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by an incredulous horror.

He clearly felt that his protective Gang Qi, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as paper in the face of these two auras. It was not a crushing force, but a suppression on a different level.

The two streams of energy, moving with the force of yin and yang, broke through the protective Gang Qi with unstoppable force and struck Jin Xiongfei squarely in the chest.

At this moment, half of the sky in West Xuan Commandery was illuminated as if it were daytime!

Two beams of light, one black and one white, intertwined and pierced straight into Jin Xiongfei's body. Like the sun and moon merging, yin and yang harmonizing, but what ultimately evolved was not Taiji, but rather—

Wuji!

"Boom--!"

Jin Xiongfei was struck as if by a giant hammer, his body flying backward, smashing through the door behind him, breaking the corridor railing, flying horizontally all the way, and finally crashing heavily onto the long street outside the restaurant.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

Pedestrians screamed and scattered in all directions, vendors pushed their carts and hurriedly dodged, and the whole street instantly descended into chaos.

Jiang Cheng, Fang Zhengchu, and Yuan Mengzhou, who had been lying in wait for their chance to strike, stared blankly at the scene before them, at the figure that had smashed a deep crater in the long street.

The man had a horrifying wound the size of a bowl on his chest, a bloody mess with broken bones and shattered internal organs vaguely visible.

And he is— Jin Fei!

It's Jin Xiongfei, at the Late Divine Ability Stage!

At this moment, Jin Xiongfei's protective Gang Qi had been completely shattered and could no longer be reconstituted. Blood flowed from his wounds, staining the stone slab beneath him.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but only coughed up a mouthful of bloody froth.

There was a deathly silence all around; no one uttered a sound.

Until someone burst out of the tavern, laughing loudly, and stood amidst the Mortal World marketplace, proclaiming in a clear voice. "Laughing down a cup of wine, killing amidst the Mortal World!"

"Today's killer is Yu Tunzhou!"

Then.

This young man, whose eyes were calm yet burning, stepped on Jin Xiongfei's still-moving heart, severing the latter's heart meridian completely.

Immediately afterward, Yu Tunzhou turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had arrived at the first moment and whose expression was now completely indifferent.

He smiled and asked, "Martial Uncle Jin, have I now acquired a bit more of that invincible, unstoppable spirit?"