Swoosh——!
The spear came whistling.
There was no time to dodge.
Not a hair's breadth off.
Right on target.
It struck Old Tang square in the back of the head!
Then.
Thud——!
The spear pierced through Old Tang's skull, emerging from his forehead!
It impaled him directly, pinning him to the wall!
Even the wall itself was cracked by the spear's ferocious force, spiderweb fractures spreading across its surface!
Old Tang twitched a few times on the wall before going completely still.
With Old Tang's death, the battle came to an end.
"Not bad, not bad."
Inside the room.
Old Man Li nodded in satisfaction.
Although Ye Wangchuan's combat experience was a bit raw.
His spear skills were well-honed, and he had set a trap.
Killing a cultivator at the mid stage of the first realm was only natural.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Old Man Li prepared to return to the old folks' area to continue chatting.
As he turned his head, he locked eyes with Ye Bai, who was slurping noodles.
"Why are you eating my noodles?"
"Uh..."
At the alley entrance.
Ye Wangchuan looked coldly at Old Tang's corpse.
He didn't rush to the alley entrance but waved at Ye Bai inside the house, signaling him not to let anyone pass.
Then, Ye Wangchuan gritted his teeth and decisively stabbed himself with the spear, creating numerous wounds.
Until he was covered in blood and gore, he limped to the alley entrance.
Approaching, he first yanked the spear off the wall.
Then, as if kicking trash, he shoved Old Tang's corpse back, piling it with Tang San's body.
These corpses didn't matter.
What was most important now was Li Luo.
Ye Wangchuan looked at Li Luo, who was inside, calm as still water.
Having traversed many worlds, Li Luo had naturally done some killing.
So seeing an old man die in front of her didn't faze her.
If anything, she felt a bit pleased, since Old Tang had wanted to kill her.
But in Ye Wangchuan's eyes, it was strange.
"Hmm? Why is Li Luo's expression so calm?"
Ye Wangchuan wondered inwardly.
He was a wealthy young master who had undergone some training since childhood.
Like killing pigs with his bare hands, feeling their breath and heartbeat gradually weaken.
At first, it might have been uncomfortable.
But with practice, he naturally became desensitized to killing living things.
That's why Ye Wangchuan could kick Old Tang's corpse aside without flinching.
But...
This Li Luo, who had clearly been an ordinary civilian before, should have had no training.
Why could she remain unfazed when an old man was blown away in front of her?
After a moment, Ye Wangchuan shook his head.
He was overthinking. This Li Luo was a chosen one.
It was common for chosen ones to have their clans wiped out or be forced to kill in their childhood.
Besides, Tang San had been kicked to death by Li Luo.
What mattered most now was—
Milking the sheep!
"Li Luo, are you alright?"
Ye Wangchuan put on a look of extreme weakness, struggling to stay conscious.
As if the battle with Old Tang had been extremely tough.
"I'm fine, but you're pretty badly injured."
"Ye Wangchuan, I remember calling Uncle Li. Have you seen him?"
Li Luo asked curiously.
"Haven't seen him... Ugh!"
Ye Wangchuan said while secretly punching himself in the chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this, Li Luo asked in her mind.
"System, if Ye Wangchuan dies, can I go to the next world?"
[The host needs to reach the ninth realm and personally defeat the main antagonist to proceed to the next world.]
[If the main antagonist dies prematurely, a new one will emerge.]
Upon hearing this, Li Luo was speechless.
Damn! There are conditions like this?!
Realizing that Ye Wangchuan's death would bring her no benefit, Li Luo hurried to the alley entrance, shouting through the spear.
"Ye Wangchuan! Don't die yet! Pull the spear blocking the alley entrance!"
"No, I'm too weak, riddled with hidden injuries."
Ye Wangchuan shook his head.
He walked over to the alley entrance and said to Li Luo.
"It's fine, the Ye family's attendants will be here soon. You just need to... Ugh!"
As he spoke, Ye Wangchuan spat out another mouthful of blood.
He collapsed to the ground, looking like he was about to join Tang San.
Li Luo's expression instantly turned panicked.
"Oh no! Brother, don't die in front of me! If you die here, I'll never be able to clear my name."
"I... I can't move..."
Ye Wangchuan continued weakly.
"Unless... Unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless you have some Spirit Cultivation Pills and Foundation Building Pills. I can use them to boost my cultivation and survive. Sss..."
Ye Wangchuan said seriously, then returned to his weak state.
Li Luo: "......"
"Is there anyone! Is there anyone! Your Ye family's Young Master is down here! Come save him!!!"
Hearing that she had to give up her pills, Li Luo immediately shouted a few times.
However, after shouting for ten seconds, no one came.
Li Luo scratched her head, puzzled.
Doesn't the Ye family have any people?
In fact, a few attendants had wanted to check out the situation.
But they were all stopped by Ye Bai.
"The young master is acting, don't go mess it up. Oh, and don't spread the word about the young master acting, got it?"
The old folks' area was the same.
A few old men wanted to see what was happening with Li Luo, but they were all held back by Old Man Li.
"Hey, it's nothing. Ye Wangchuan is just teasing Li Luo!"
As for Ye Zhentian, he sat to the side with a black face.
Damn, what's this kid pretending to get hurt for?
...
After waiting for a full minute, no one came.
At this point, Ye Wangchuan spoke weakly.
"The banquet has a noise-blocking formation, so your voice can't reach inside. Ugh, cough cough!"
Ye Wangchuan casually made up an excuse and spat out another mouthful of blood.
Hearing this, Li Luo was dumbfounded.
He's really forcing me to give up my pills!
Li Luo never doubted that Ye Wangchuan was faking his injuries.
Although the alley entrance had poor visibility, Li Luo hadn't seen the full fight between Ye Wangchuan and Old Tang.
But Old Tang was at the mid stage of the first realm, while Ye Wangchuan was only at the early stage.
It made perfect sense that he would be injured by Old Tang!
Li Luo didn't believe that Ye Wangchuan would deliberately hurt himself to trade for the uncertain number of pills!
Thinking this, Li Luo looked at her remaining items.
She had five Spirit Cultivation Pills and 300 Villain Emotion Points.
Spirit Cultivation Pills cost 30 points each, and Foundation Building Pills cost 90.
If evenly distributed, it would be six Spirit Cultivation Pills and three Foundation Building Pills.
"Although Ye Wangchuan is the villain, he got injured saving me this time. If I don't save him now, am I still human?!"
"And if he dies, a new villain will appear! It'll be even more troublesome!"
Li Luo's eyes hardened as she took out two Spirit Cultivation Pills and one Foundation Building Pill.
She threw the pills through the gap and asked, "Are three enough?"
"Still a bit short..."
Ye Wangchuan said weakly after eating the pills.
Li Luo had to take out two more Spirit Cultivation Pills and one Foundation Building Pill and throw them over.
Ye Wangchuan ate them and continued, "Still a bit short..."
"Still a bit short?!"
Li Luo looked heartbroken at her last two Spirit Cultivation Pills and one Foundation Building Pill.
She gritted her teeth and threw them all out.
"These are my last ones! If you still can't survive, there's nothing I can do!"
"No, still a tiny bit short..."
Ye Wangchuan said.
He didn't want to leave Li Luo with even a single pill.
But at this point, Li Luo really had no more pills.
Hearing that it was still not enough, her heart sank.
Damn! Can't save you even with all this?
At this moment, Li Luo thought of something.
"Ye Wangchuan! I'm about to curse you a bit harshly, bear with it!"
"Huh?"
Ye Wangchuan looked up, puzzled.
The next second.
"Ye Wangchuan, you're useless! You got yourself all beaten up fighting an old man, didn't you learn any martial arts as a kid?!"
"Why did you have to save me?! Couldn't you have called someone stronger?! Are you stupid or just a pervert who's afraid I'd get hurt?!"
"Stupid! Useless! Trash! Pervert!"
Li Luo shouted, afraid Ye Wangchuan wouldn't hear her.
[Villain Emotion Points +100]
[Villain Emotion Points +100]
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
