Jing Henyun was silent for a long time before saying, "I can give you the original poison, but I can only dictate the antidote's secret formula."

"Alright! However, you only have one night. If I don't have the antidote by dawn tomorrow..." Old Liu waved his hand and said, "Yunshang, you handle this."

"Lao Hei, wait until Yunshang verifies the original poison and the antidote before you notify our people to withdraw the news."

Old Liu casually handed the fan to Tigubian (Bone Peeler) standing beside him, "I'm going to sleep for a while. Fan me. Bopi (Skin Peeler), massage my legs, but with more pressure. It's uncomfortable when it's too light."

As Old Liu spoke, he actually fell asleep.

Tigubian (Bone Peeler), holding Old Liu's fan, was not only shaking violently, but even his lips were trembling.

In less than three seconds, Tigubian (Bone Peeler) knelt on the ground, holding the fan to fan Old Liu.

Bopi's (Skin Peeler) hand massaging Old Liu's legs was also shaking, and he couldn't even grasp the strength, unsure whether to be light or heavy.

The remaining two ghost deities stood carefully to the side, not daring to move at all.

Old Liu handing the Qianhun Mie (Thousand Souls Extinguished), which concerned the lives of the four of them, to Tigubian (Bone Peeler) was deliberately scaring them.

Old Liu didn't give any instructions or make any other movements, but it was enough to make the four ghost deities' minds run wild.

They were afraid that even a slight movement would provoke Old Liu's killing intent, causing them to vanish into thin air in an instant.

Unfortunately, what they didn't know was that they had lost their only chance to escape in this lifetime.

Old Liu slept soundly until dawn, and I met the visiting Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) at dawn as well.

Shifei Daoren's (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) first words to me were, "I have learned Li Tangzhu's (堂主, Hall Master) methods."

"I want to know, last night, did Li Tangzhu (堂主, Hall Master) discover anyone spying in the dark?"

I raised my hand and moved the teacup on the table, revealing a few words scratched underneath with a fingernail: "Someone in the air vent, I'll catch him."

"No need, let him listen, let him report the news."

Those two lines of words, one was in the direction of Feng Ruoxing, and the other came from my hand.

Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) nodded and said, "Li Tangzhu (堂主, Hall Master) can stir up the Jianghu (martial world) without leaving his house. I underestimated the heroes of the world."

I deliberately said last night that I was going to release the news, just for Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) to hear.

Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) stood up and bowed slightly to me, "Thank you, Li Tangzhu (堂主, Hall Master), for showing mercy and preserving some face for the Six Doors."

"The battle of the Yitian (弈天, strategy) Nine Sons, the Six Doors will not let go."

"However, apart from that, the Six Doors owe you a favor."

Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) said, "Please, Li Tangzhu (堂主, Hall Master), move to my humble abode."

I said lightly, "I'll go over after I prepare."

When I said I was preparing, I was actually waiting for the ghost messenger to bring me the antidote.

I learned about Old Liu's entire plan last night, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat from being frightened.

This guy almost played himself to death.

The Six Doors, Wuxing (Invisible), want to let it go like this?

I have no such intention.

In the past, I would have already struck with my blade and fought Shifei Daoren (是非道人, Taoist of Right and Wrong) to the death.

However, in order to go to Xianyang River, I can only endure for now.

Who knows whose burial ground Xianyang River might be!

When I arrived at the funeral home, there were already three tables of people seated.

I recognized someone at the table closest to the door—Wen Yile.

This time, Wen Yile obviously didn't get the position of leader again, but just sat as an assistant.

The person sitting in the main seat was a young girl. Her appearance wasn't stunning, but she made people feel comfortable.

When my gaze fell on her, she also nodded to me in greeting.

Going forward, the person at the head of that table was wearing a Confucian robe, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Xia Chuan. This person was Xia Zhou.

When I looked at the last table, I heard a sneer, "Liangjie Tang (两界堂, Two Realms Hall) has such a big air about them, we had to invite them three or four times before they were willing to come."

"I thought some master would come! Turns out it's just these two people."

When I looked at the last table, I saw a young man and a young woman dressed and looking the same.

The man had a bit of feminine softness, and the woman had a bit of masculine fortitude.

Bei Yan Yunyi (北雁云依)

Bei Yan Yungui (北雁云归)

I raised my chin and said, "Hey, that neither-man-nor-woman, what the hell are you farting about? Had enough of living? Let's go outside and spar, there's a furnace here anyway, saves us the money to refine you."

Bei Yan Yungui (北雁云归) slammed the table and stood up, but before he could speak, his sister held his shoulder down, "Don't fall for his provocation."

I laughed and pulled out a chair to sit at the last table, "I thought they were some big shots who didn't put our Liangjie Tang (两界堂, Two Realms Hall) in their eyes. Turns out they're just kids who haven't been weaned yet!"

"Feng Ruoxing, why are there so many mama's boys and sister's boys in this world?"

"With that, they're also Yitian (弈天, strategy) Nine Sons! When we get there, they'll be the type to have someone ruling from behind the curtain."

"Say that again!" Bei Yan Yungui (北雁云归) stood up again with bloodshot eyes.

Bei Yan Yunyi (北雁云依) pulled her brother and said to me, "For a dignified Liangjie Tangzhu (两界堂主, Two Realms Hall Master) to learn from the rabble in the market, only indulging in verbal trickery, is too disappointing."

I smiled lightly, "Since you can't beat us, then don't say anything!"

"It's useless to try to gain an advantage verbally when your strength is not good enough. Even if you win the argument, you'll still be looked down upon."

Bei Yan Yungui (北雁云归) couldn't bear it any longer, "Sister, don't stop me, I must have a showdown with him today."