"There's someone over there, looks like trouble. I'll go grab him and ask some questions. He should know something."
Wan Lei finished speaking and flew south.
"Be careful, don't go beyond ten li," Fang Xiaoyu called out.
Seeing Wan Lei approaching, the other figure immediately tried to flee. A cold glint flashed in Wan Lei's eyes, and he instantly used his lightning escape technique, appearing beside the man.
The man was only at the Nascent Soul stage and was no match for Wan Lei.
Wan Lei punched the man in the back. The man immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground. Wan Lei grabbed him and flew back towards Fang Xiaoyu.
Upon arrival, Wan Lei tossed the man onto the ground and looked at Fang Xiaoyu triumphantly,
"Problem solved. Now we can begin the interrogation."
Then, Wan Lei lowered his head and looked at the young man's venomous glare and resentful face. He suddenly felt a pang of confusion,
"You look a bit familiar. Have I met you somewhere before?"
"Wan Lei, you dare say you don't remember me?"
The young man sneered, his gaze becoming even more fierce.
"I don't. Did I rob you? Why do you hate me so much?"
"You've just done too much evil and can't possibly remember all your victims. People like you are bound to face heavenly retribution."
The young man's tone was malicious, his eyes fixated on Wan Lei as if he wanted to devour him.
At this moment, Gouzi also jumped over. He glanced at the young man and immediately recognized him.
"What a terrible memory you have! This is Qi Xiaoxiao! Don't you remember? When the three great armies attacked the Wan family, he was one of the Nascent Soul cultivators who escaped from you. It's him!"
"Qi Xiaoxiao?"
Wan Lei tapped his head.
"I remember now. Sigh, what a memory I have. My enemies are too weak to remember.
But speaking of which, Qi Xiaoxiao, you can't blame me for hating me. Your family attacked mine first. After you escaped, I didn't come looking for revenge all these years in the Central Region. You should be grateful. Why are you here peeking at me?
Do you think you can beat me? You couldn't even beat me six years ago, what makes you think you can now?"
"I just had the bad luck to be teleported here, so I had to observe my surroundings. And it just so happened that you found me."
As he said this, Qi Xiaoxiao's face showed a look of helplessness.
"Oh? Such a coincidence?"
Wan Lei chuckled, seeing not just helplessness but a hint of relief in Qi Xiaoxiao's eyes.
"Speak. What's your scheme? Or are you tipping someone off to come kill me?"
Wan Lei squatted beside Qi Xiaoxiao, casually tossing the Thunder God Hammer in his hand.
Upon hearing Wan Lei's words, Qi Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in shock, but he quickly masked it.
"I don't know what you're talking about. Kill me if you want, or let me go."
Wan Lei smashed his right knee with the hammer and sneered,
"Let me guess. With my current strength, someone at the Primordial Spirit stage can't kill me. Only someone at the Mahayana stage can. And the Mahayana cultivators who entered this time, who have a grudge against me, besides your Kaitian Sword Sect and the Liu family, it's probably only that old scoundrel Huo Liuli.
You must have contacted him, right? Only that old scoundrel is dead-set on killing me."
Hearing this, Qi Xiaoxiao lowered his head, concealing a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Since you've already guessed, why ask? I did contact Huo Liuli, and he agreed to come immediately."
"How far is he from here?"
"I don't know. We all just arrived in this world, and we don't even have maps. He can only vaguely determine the location."
"Did you contact only Huo Liuli?"
"Yes."
*Thump!*
"Ah!!!"
Wan Lei smashed his other knee.
"Tell the truth."
"I... I also tried to contact others, but whether it was due to the distance or something else, I couldn't reach them. Only Huo Liuli responded."
"Just Huo Liuli? I thought it would be a hellish difficulty mission. Perfect, this is a good opportunity to finish off Huo Liuli."
Wan Lei sneered. Fang Xiaoyu watched Wan Lei get cocky again and felt an ominous premonition.
"Wait a moment, don't you think he confessed too easily? Be careful, it might be a trap."
Fang Xiaoyu looked at Qi Xiaoxiao coldly.
"What trap could there be? Never mind, I'll beat him again and see if I can get anything else out of him."
With that, Wan Lei picked up his hammer again.
"Don't hit me, I'm telling the truth... Ah!!!"
Before Qi Xiaoxiao could finish speaking, Wan Lei smashed his dantian with the hammer.
"I prefer enemies who can't resist."
"Wan Lei!!!"
"Speak! Who else did you contact? Tell the truth, and I'll spare your life."
"It's really just Huo Liuli. I'm not lying. My life is in your hands now, how could I lie... Ah!!"
Wan Lei smashed one of his arms.
Fang Xiaoyu watched from the side, not finding anything wrong with it. One shouldn't be gentle with enemies.
"It seems to be the case. We should set up some defenses. Wife, you watch him. I'll set up two formations."
"Okay."
Watching Wan Lei busily arranging things, Qi Xiaoxiao's lips curled into a faint, cold smile.
As long as I can keep you here, that's all that matters. I was just afraid you'd escape.
Qi Xiaoxiao hadn't told Wan Lei everyone he had contacted, fearing Wan Lei would flee if he knew the truth.
In reality, he was overly worried. Wan Lei's mission restricted him from leaving the ten-li radius. Even if a hundred Mahayana cultivators attacked, he had to fight.
As time passed, more pillars of light appeared in the sky. Each new pillar signified another person from the Thunderwind Realm descending into this world.
These people were also confused upon their arrival. When they saw Wan Lei, they all proceeded with caution, keeping their distance.
The timid ones fled immediately, afraid Wan Lei would rob them, while the bolder ones stayed far away, observing Qi Xiaoxiao's miserable state with lingering fear, unwilling to approach.
After half an hour, three figures appeared on the horizon, rapidly flying towards them.
These three came from different directions: one from the east, one from the south, and one from the west, all exuding killing intent and ferocity.
"Huo Liuli from the south, Yi Jian Tian, the Mahayana elder from the Kaitian Sword Sect, from the east, and a rogue cultivator from the west, well-known in the Central Region, called Dao Luo Zhenren, skilled in puppets and formations. He's also a Mahayana cultivator."
Fang Xiaoyu said with a grave expression.
This time, it would be difficult.
"Hahahaha, Wan Lei, you're doomed! Hahaha! Three Mahayana experts! Even with your heaven-defying abilities, you can't escape death! You've finally met your end, hahahaha..."
Qi Xiaoxiao laughed wildly. Wan Lei's face turned extremely grim, and he stomped, crushing Qi Xiaoxiao's head.