Helping the Enemy Perfect the Killing Formation

The crowd in the City of Yin Sha fell into an eerie silence upon witnessing the headless child's gruesome death. As if provoked, they all halted in their tracks, their unblinking eyes fixed intently on Gu Qingfeng.

A surge of ghostly energy filled the air, thick with killing intent.

Gu Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and sneered, "The hell are you looking at? Keep staring, and I’ll gouge out every last one of your eyeballs!"

An elderly man, his face smeared with blood and hobbling with a cane topped by a human skull, slowly stepped forward.

"Young man, do you know where this is—"

"Shut the up, you old bastard! Who gave you the right to speak?"

With a brutal slap, Gu Qingfeng sent the old man’s head flying, severing it cleanly from his body.

This act ignited the fury of the crowd. Like a tide, countless spectral beings surged from the darkness, threatening to drown him.

"Stop!"

A sharp, feminine voice rang out from the depths of the City of Yin Sha.

The horde of ghosts froze at the sound, their faces even flickering with fear.

A golden palanquin then sped forth from the shadows, the ghosts scattering like frightened vermin.

Soon, the palanquin halted before Gu Qingfeng, and out stepped a woman draped in a resplendent red bridal gown, her beauty breathtakingly exquisite.

"This humble one, Yin Yudie, greets you, honored guest. My subordinates were ignorant and disturbed you. I sincerely apologize and hope you won’t take offense."

Yin Yudie bowed gracefully, her expression apologetic.

The moment Gu Qingfeng laid eyes on her, his gaze gleamed with hunger, saliva pooling in his mouth.

A Ghost Immortal at the Profound Immortal level!

At his current strength, without relying on the Starflame Demonfire, he was invincible below the Golden Immortal realm.

Only beings of the Profound Immortal tier could catch his interest. To encounter a Ghost Immortal of this caliber—how could he not be thrilled?

And, most importantly, this woman was undeniably alluring.

"Heh heh heh... You think an apology is enough?" Gu Qingfeng leered at Yin Yudie.

She blinked, then smiled sweetly. "What would satisfy you, honored guest?"

Gu Qingfeng grabbed her delicate chin, savoring its smoothness. "At the very least, you should offer yourself to me—that’s the proper way to show sincerity."

Yin Yudie’s smile didn’t waver. "You jest, honored guest."

"Heh heh heh... I’m giving you this rare opportunity because you’re not bad-looking. Don’t be ungrateful and make things difficult for yourself."

"Very well. Then please follow me." Yin Yudie subtly freed herself from his grasp and led the way.

Before long, they arrived before an ancient, sprawling mansion.

"Honored guest, please enter."

Yin Yudie stepped inside first, while Gu Qingfeng swaggered in behind her.

Inside, the scene was one of elegant pavilions, winding streams, rock gardens, and lush greenery—a stark contrast to the eerie horror outside.

Gu Qingfeng frowned, displeased.

"Does my humble abode displease you, honored guest?" Yin Yudie asked.

"What’s with all these living plants in a ghostly domain? Utterly tasteless and pretentious!" Gu Qingfeng scoffed.

The presence of these living things diluted the ghostly energy in the mansion, irritating him.

Yin Yudie was taken aback. Never had she imagined a living person would despise living things and prefer the dead.

The word "pretentious" stung deeply.

A flicker of murderous intent flashed in her eyes, but her expression remained calm. "Honored guest, you must understand—though we are ghost cultivators, we still yearn for the lives of the living.

In truth, the ghosts of the City of Yin Sha are all pitiable souls. They were once immortals who met tragic ends in the Star Ruins, reduced to mere wisps of spirit, struggling to survive on the path of ghostly cultivation."

Gu Qingfeng’s frown deepened. "Do you even know what ‘pitiable’ means? They were immortals in life and now ghost immortals in death—how is that pitiable? And they reek of blood, clearly feasting on humans regularly. If they’re pitiable, what about the people they’ve eaten?"

Yin Yudie’s killing intent surged, her smile turning frosty.

"We ghost immortals consume humans merely to survive. What’s wrong with that? The path of ghostly cultivation is forbidden, far harsher than the immortal path. And—"

"Shut up! Who gives a damn about right or wrong? I’m waiting for you to strip and offer yourself, and here you are, yapping endlessly. Do you think I’m being too generous? Out of the thousands of female ghosts in this city, I chose you. Don’t push your luck."

Yin Yudie was on the verge of snapping, but she held back.

The child she had captured earlier, Ye Wuyou, had warned her—his adoptive father was outside, and his strength was terrifying.

Ye Wuyou was already at the early Profound Immortal stage, meaning his adoptive father had to be at least late-stage or peak Profound Immortal. And now, seeing Gu Qingfeng in person—who appeared utterly ordinary—only confirmed his fearsomeness.

Against such an enemy, it was best to lure him into the heart of the killing array and let the formation do the work.

Unbeknownst to Gu Qingfeng, the entire City of Yin Sha concealed a terrifying killing formation, with its most lethal point at the core—Yin Yudie’s bedchamber.

"Thank you for this opportunity, honored guest. My chambers lie ahead. Please, follow me." Yin Yudie forced a smile.

"Hmph." Gu Qingfeng snorted and strode boldly toward the bedchamber, his arrogance making it seem as if Yin Yudie were begging for his favor.

Yet, at the threshold, he paused, his sharp eyes scanning the room.

Yin Yudie’s heart skipped a beat. Had he detected the killing array?

"What’s wrong, honored guest? Why not enter?"

"Your killing array has flaws," Gu Qingfeng mused.

Yin Yudie stiffened. He had actually noticed! She braced herself to strike—but his next move left her stunned.

"It’s all because of your pretentiousness. You stuffed living plants into a ghostly formation, disrupting its balance and weakening its power."

With a wave of his hand, a violent gust of wind tore through the courtyard, uprooting every flower, tree, and rock, leaving nothing but devastation.

As the living elements vanished, the ghostly energy thickened, and the hidden killing array hummed to life with renewed efficiency.

Yin Yudie was dumbfounded. Gu Qingfeng had just strengthened her killing array for her.

And then came the unthinkable—he stepped right into the heart of the formation himself.