Back at the Chu Zhou villa, everyone gathered around.
"Dad, are you alright!"
Yang Zixin exclaimed, "You scared me to death, I thought you were really in trouble!"
"How could your dad be in trouble!"
With a faint smile, Yang Shiwen said directly, "But thanks to Xiao Fan, if he hadn't arrived in time, I might have been in mortal danger."
"Xiao Fan, we have to thank you again this time!"
Yang Shiyun smiled, "But these people are too powerful! To be able to enter Chu Zhou City so easily, and even do such things!"
"These people are indeed not ordinary!"
Lu Fan said, "From now on, you should not live in Chu Zhou City, but go directly to Long Du! This way, it will be safer."
"Go to Long Du?"
Yang Shiwen frowned, "That might not be very good! After all, we are not from Long Du, and if we go to Long Du, won't we be looked down upon!"
"Second Uncle, why are you saying that? Although we are not from Long Du, why can't we live in Long Du?"
Yang Shiyun said helplessly, "Besides, it's safer for us to live in Long Du, which is more beneficial for us!"
"But..."
Yang Shiwen frowned, "I still have many industries in Chu Zhou, how can I leave so easily."
"I will send people to take over, Second Uncle, you don't need to worry!"
Lu Fan said, "In the entire country, the safest place now is Long Du. If you can live in Long Du, I can also be at ease!"
"Listen to Xiao Fan!"
Old Madam Yang said, "Whatever Xiao Fan tells us to do, we will do. After all, what happened today is indeed quite shocking."
With these words, Yang Shiwen did not insist, and could only nod slightly. He knew very well their current predicament.
They could be abducted within the city and almost die, if it were any more dangerous, they might not even be alive.
New Year's Eve was not peaceful for everyone. By the next morning, everyone had packed their belongings.
Yang Shiwen was even more reluctant. This was his home where he had lived for a long time, and leaving now made him nostalgic.
Meanwhile, in the Ghost Hall, Hei Bai Wu Chang's faces were extremely grim upon learning of Hei Yu's death. No matter what, Hei Yu was their gold medal enforcer, and to have him perish like this was like losing an arm.
"How did you handle things? The three divine swords are still not in hand!"
A hoarse voice sounded. From the depths of the hall, an old woman, leaning on a cane, slowly walked out. The aura emanating from her made everyone gasp, and even Hei Bai Wu Chang felt a chill down their spines.
"Subordinates, subordinates have failed. As long as we have more time, we will definitely be able to obtain the three divine swords!"
Hei Bai Wu Chang said repeatedly, "Please, Meng Po, give us more time. We will not fail the Hall Master's expectations!"
"Hmph!"
Meng Po slammed her vajra pestle onto the ground, and Hei Bai Wu Chang were sent flying, looking quite disheveled. However, they dared not utter a word of complaint and quickly knelt down.
"I'm telling you, if you can't get the divine swords, and the Hall Master blames us, no one can protect you!"
"Subordinates understand, subordinates understand!"
Hei Bai Wu Chang nodded in unison, not daring to delay in the slightest. They knew very well how terrifying the Hall Master's strength was, and it was not something they could afford to offend.
"If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell me directly!"
Meng Po said coldly, "Old woman, I haven't moved my bones for a long time!"
"Lord Meng Po, we have been staying in the Ghost Hall and dare not act personally because someone is hunting us. Otherwise, we would not have repeatedly failed." Bai Wu Chang said, "If this person can be dealt with, we will definitely be able to retrieve the three divine swords quickly!"
"Who is it that can hinder your movements?"
Meng Po frowned, her eyes becoming even colder, "You are the Hei Bai Wu Chang of the Ghost Hall. Apart from the people from the Five Great Ancient Clans, I'm afraid no one can make you so apprehensive."
"Lord Meng Po is right!"
Hei Bai Wu Chang quickly cupped their fists, "This person is from the Ye clan, and his strength is extraordinary. It is not something we can deal with, and he is always near the Ghost Hall. If we go out, our lives might be in danger."
"Someone from the Ye clan? No wonder they dare to be so brazen!"
Meng Po narrowed her eyes, "Take me to meet him!"
Hei Bai Wu Chang exchanged glances, then quickly smiled and turned to step outside the Ghost Hall. With Meng Po's presence, they were fearless.
However, upon arriving outside the Ghost Hall, they did not sense any aura. It seemed the person from the Ye clan was no longer there.
"What's going on?"
Meng Po said coldly, "Didn't you say that person was just outside the Ghost Hall?"
"This... we don't know. He should be around here."
Bai Wu Chang said, "I don't know why he disappeared!"
However, at this moment, a powerful aura suddenly locked onto them, accompanied by gusts of wind.
"You two still dare to come out, you're quite bold!"
An old man descended from the sky, exuding a powerful aura, his expression appearing cold.
At this very moment, Hei Bai Wu Chang frowned and quickly hid behind Meng Po, "Lord Meng Po, it's him, it's him!"
"So it's you!"
Meng Po looked at Old Man Ye San, "It's really been many years!"
"So it's Lord Meng Po!"
Old Man Ye San smiled, "I really didn't expect to see you here."
"This is the lair of my Ghost Hall. Isn't it normal to see me here?" Meng Po said with a cold laugh, "But you're so old now, I really can't tell!"
"Am I old?"
Old Man Ye San shrugged, "Look at what you're saying. You've become an old woman, yet you call me old. Haven't you looked in the mirror in the last decade or so!"
"Presumptuous!"
Meng Po's voice turned icy, and the staff in her hand carried a terrifying momentum, her gaze fixed on Old Man Ye San.
"You lost to me by half a move back then, do you still want to win today?" Old Man Ye San's expression was indifferent.
Hei Bai Wu Chang were slightly surprised. They didn't know that Meng Po and Old Man Ye San had fought before, and that Meng Po had lost to Old Man Ye San.
"That's all in the past!"
Meng Po sneered, "If you can return to the Ye clan alive today, you'll be fortunate!"
After speaking, Meng Po transformed into a streak of light and lunged towards Old Man Ye San, creating a powerful wind in her wake.
Sensing this formidable aura, Hei Bai Wu Chang were greatly frightened. Such immense power made them feel suffocated.
"Is this the true power of a Battle Saint?"
Muttering to themselves, Hei Bai Wu Chang were extremely astonished and envious. They had been in the Half-Saint realm for many years, but had never been able to break through to the Saint realm.