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The man in the Crane Robe listened to the words of the Black Robed Young Master, remaining silent for a long time before finally speaking. "I will go, but I believe Yang Xing should be fine. After all, his Ghostly Flower Qian is already at the half-step Demon General level."
However, before the shadow could finish speaking, the Black Robed Young Master suddenly smashed his headset violently. The state of unity he had just achieved vanished in an instant. He stomped hard on the shattered pieces of the headset and said, "That useless Yang Xing is dead. But at least he was smart enough to take the Burning Soul Poison and destroy all evidence!"
"Young Master, what do you mean?" the shadow asked in astonishment.
At that moment, although the Black Robed Young Master was furious, he dared not unleash his anger on this shadow. Yet, in his rage, he declared, "Your precious disciple Yang Xing has committed suicide in Huaxia. Spirit exterminated!"
"This... how is that possible? Who could kill someone with half-step Demon General level Exorcism? Who could force Yang Xing to take his own life?" The shadow extended a bony right hand from within the Crane Robe, its long fingers cracking under pressure.
"According to reports from Huaxia, it was Xiao Yefeng who did it. However, your disciple must have brought this upon himself by secretly accepting benefits from ordinary people and entering their dreams. In the end, he was forced back by Xiao Yefeng. Hua Qian was likely trapped by Zhao Yin Gate and lost his way back to his physical body. Ultimately, he was pursued by Xiao Yefeng and chose to end his own life! How could he be so foolish? I just left Huaxia for a short while, and he managed to mess everything up!" The Young Master was seething with anger; if Yang Xing hadn't died, it seemed likely that he would have torn him apart.
However, the Young Master's mind was nearly monstrous; the information relayed through the headset was merely a few points, yet he quickly pieced together a complete narrative and guessed nearly every detail perfectly.
"How is that possible? If Hua Qian is dead, then there's still the Nine Spirit Ghost Refining Furnace!" the shadow exclaimed.
"Who knows? Things have become quite troublesome. This Xiao Yefeng has ruined several of my plans. Uncle Shadow, how come all three of your disciples fell into his hands?" the Black Robed Young Master replied.
"Poor skills lead to such outcomes. Young Master, I will return to Huaxia first. I still don't know if Yang Xing has completely destroyed everything. His death is inconsequential; I just hope nothing else about Master gets exposed!" With that, the shadow vanished again. Feeling that the shadow had truly disappeared, the Young Master also left this place. He reappeared in a secret location and took out his phone to send a string of text messages. After glancing at a row of photographs on the wall before him, he drew a long sword from his robe and pierced through a photo of a man holding a submachine gun.
"Xiao Yefeng, what gives you the right to compare yourself with me? You know nothing at all. I never intended to kill you, but unfortunately, you shouldn't have followed your father's old path. I hope you can take care of yourself." With those words, the Black Robed Young Master left this place. Under the moonlight streaming through a solitary window onto the wall, rows of photographs depicted various stages of Xiao Yefeng's life—each one pierced by a long sword.
Starting from the first photo of five-year-old Xiao Yefeng standing confused at someone's doorstep and growing up over time, the last photo pierced by the Young Master's sword was taken at a family banquet where Xiao Yefeng posed with Liu Yiyi. Liu Yiyi happily linked her arm with Xiao Yefeng's as they entered the venue together. Upon closer inspection, it became clear that the sword not only pierced Xiao Yefeng but also struck both their necks in one blow.
As the moonlight gradually descended, illuminating the area, there were traces of photographs featuring Xiao Yefeng and Liu Xuanhuang, a picture of Xiao Yefeng with his uncle, and at the center, a photo of Xiao Yefeng with former teammates. Each person in that photo was circled, and a dagger was stabbed into the black circle around Liu Xuanhuang.
Eventually, as time passed, the moonlight shone on the table beneath the photo wall. Beneath the picture of Xiao Yefeng and his teammates lay three daggers, three black circles, indicating that this Young Master had indeed targeted the other three individuals. Most crucially, there was a picture of Xiao Yefeng with a beautiful blonde girl. In the church, they gazed deeply into each other's eyes, with a priest standing behind them. If it weren't for the eerie atmosphere here, this photo would have made a lovely backdrop.
However, a large red circle had been drawn around the woman’s figure with a red pen, and within that circle was a big red cross. The photo hung at the highest point; while the black circles represented death, what did the red circle signify? Perhaps only this Black Robed Young Master could answer that!
On another front, Xiao Yefeng had driven to the Metaphysics Society. After passing through countless groups of actors, he arrived at Jiang Xing's office. A pile of charred documents was placed on the desk by Xiao Yefeng. He looked at Jiang Xing and said, "President, I think I need to know more. I received many unexpected answers from Yang Xing!"
"There are some things I intended to wait until you entered Inner Force and possessed True Spiritual Power before telling you! Since you already know many things you shouldn't know, I suppose it won't hurt to tell you everything now!" Jiang Xing glanced at the documents before continuing.
The conversation between Xiao Yefeng and Jiang Xing extended late into the night. Under the starry sky, Xiao Yefeng staggered out of the building and drove his car back to Golden House Courtyard. Upon entering his home, he found Liu Yiyi and Mei Mo'er leisurely sipping coffee in the living room. Seeing Xiao Yefeng return, Liu Yiyi spoke up, "Brother Xiao? Why are you back so late?"
However, all Liu Yiyi received in response was silence. Xiao Yefeng listlessly ascended the stairs to his room. Turning on the shower, he submerged himself in water; Jiang Xing's words had overwhelmed him with information that he needed time to process.
Meanwhile, downstairs Liu Yiyi exchanged glances with Mei Mo'er. Liu Yiyi curiously asked, "Mei Mo'er, have you upset Brother Xiao recently?"
"Not at all! I think it's because you've been ignoring him lately that's making Brother Xiao upset!" Mei Mo'er pouted.
Liu Yiyi huffed in response and then said, "That's not true! I think Brother Xiao must have something on his mind! It's rare to see him so indifferent!" Liu Yiyi pondered inwardly about what could be going on.
Regarding Xiao Yefeng, Liu Yiyi always felt an odd sensation—was it affection? Respect? Admiration? Or perhaps reverence? She admitted that Xiao Yefeng was an incredibly charming man. Just like when Mei Mo'er confessed her feelings for him; he was charismatic and capable—a type of man that women inevitably found attractive. However, Liu Yiyi also acknowledged that if it weren't for Lu Zhan, she might have developed feelings for Xiao Yefeng.
Thinking about Xiao Yefeng and Lu Zhan as well as her own condition made Liu Yiyi shake her head. She considered herself a lonely star—Yin Jue Vein—capable of liking someone but unable to harm anyone in doing so. This time Brother Lu had gone out to find a solution for her; he had been gone for quite some time now. Liu Yiyi felt a bit nostalgic since they had just confirmed their romantic relationship—even if it was merely nominal.
Seeing Liu Yiyi blushing, Mei Mo'er smiled and said, "Sister Yi Yi? Are you thinking about Brother Lu? Come on, admit it, did he take advantage of you?"
"Of course not!" Liu Yiyi's face turned crimson in an instant. The two goddesses wrestled on the sofa, filling the room with a springtime atmosphere, but unfortunately, no one was there to appreciate it.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yefeng lay in the water, reflecting on Jiang Xing's words. He believed he had a strong capacity for acceptance. After all, he had endured much: his parents' tragic deaths, being taken away by his uncle, and then losing his uncle as well. Eventually, he was vaguely picked up by the Constellation Scavenger Team.
To protect himself and adapt to his circumstances, Xiao Yefeng concealed his surname and adopted the name Xiao Yefeng to survive within the Constellation Mercenary Corps. To live and escape this place, he became a cold-hearted mercenary. This marked his first transformation from an ordinary person to someone else entirely.
Later, at the behest of his older brother and captain, Xiao Yefeng resolutely chose to undergo experiments and returned to China. During two years in prison, he absorbed the memories left by his father. From the moment he first encountered a lonely spirit in prison, Xiao Yefeng realized that within the world of ordinary people lay another form of life that was not truly alive. Thus began his journey as a Geomancer. Now, just over half a year later, he felt he had fully embraced the fusion of this world with his original one.
However, the answers he received now opened yet another new world—one that only those at the Inner Force level could access. Not everyone at that level could enter this realm; even Mei Yulou, an Ancient Warrior and Ancient Healer of Inner Force level, still lacked the right to know about its existence.
It was like running tracks; Xiao Yefeng had become a cold-blooded mercenary in the world of ordinary people through his exceptional skills, standing at the pinnacle of that realm. Yet just as he reached that peak, he discovered the true elite circle hidden within the ordinary world.
This circle was composed of extraordinary individuals where everything was divided by Inner Force levels. Just as Xiao Yefeng touched upon its boundaries, a longer and more fiercely competitive track appeared before him—the truth behind the ruins now laid out for him to uncover.
As these extraordinary individuals made gradual progress, countries grew increasingly curious about prehistoric civilizations. With more discoveries revealing earlier traces of civilization than ever before, truths emerged that surpassed what ordinary people or even extraordinary individuals could comprehend.
Humanity was not truly the earliest intelligent life on Earth. In fact, the cultivation methods practiced by these extraordinary beings from both East and West might not have been invented by humans at all. Various signs indicated that before animals appeared on Earth, there was already evidence of intelligent life existing here.
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