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The Blood Refinement Formation was shattered, Lingxiao was captured, and all the disciples of Nine Yin Cave were killed one by one by Hua Tuo using a Silver Needle. To the ordinary citizens who had already evacuated from Tidewatch Town, it undoubtedly seemed like Ye Huan and the others had achieved Ultimate Victory.
But was that really the case?
Lingxiao, who was still lying on the ground with no way out, showed no signs of frustration upon hearing Hua Tuo's explanation. Instead, after a long silence, he began to laugh foolishly, completely disregarding Ye Huan and the others standing nearby, as if he had fallen into a state of madness.
"Hey, are you crazy? What are you laughing at?"
Kicking at Lingxiao, who had become his strongest enemy since their first encounter, Ye Huan felt a twinge of unease seeing Lingxiao smile in such a dire situation. He directly asked, but Lingxiao seemed not to hear him at all, continuing to laugh louder and louder without acknowledging him.
After a while without receiving a response from Lingxiao, Hua Tuo could no longer stand his arrogance. He picked up the M4A1 assault rifle that Ye Huan had given him and pressed it against Lingxiao's head. He turned to Ye Huan and said, "Ye Huan, why waste words with him? We should just kill him and save ourselves the trouble."
"Fine."
Having no fondness for Lingxiao either, Ye Huan readily agreed with Hua Tuo's suggestion. He nodded at Hua Tuo, indicating that he could proceed as he wished—whether to kill or mutilate was entirely up to him.
On the other hand, Hua Tuo received Ye Huan's approval and pulled back the rifle's bolt with a snap. He instinctively prepared to pull the trigger of the M4A1 assault rifle. However, just as the gunshot was about to ring out, Lingxiao's laughter abruptly ceased. He turned his emotionless gaze toward Ye Huan and uttered his final words in this world: "Ye Huan, it doesn't matter if I die. Don't be too happy just yet. You should know that Luo Yufeng's father is a Core Formation Stage Cultivator. I believe he has already learned of Luo Yufeng's death and will soon come with people. When that happens..."
Bang!
Before Lingxiao could finish his last sentence, Hua Tuo, filled with hatred for this person who dared to insult him, pulled the trigger of the M4A1 assault rifle and sent a bullet into Lingxiao's head. Then he shrugged nonchalantly and muttered to himself, "Core Formation Stage Cultivator? With me here as Lingxiao, let him try to touch a hair on Ye Huan."
Lingxiao was dead, just as he had come into this world unprepared, leaving suddenly. It was largely thanks to Hua Tuo that Ye Huan had any countermeasures against the Blood Refinement Formation; without him, capturing all the disciples of Nine Yin Cave would have been impossible. However, as Lingxiao had said before his death, Luo Yufeng was also dead. With her demise, her father would undoubtedly seek revenge on Ye Huan. If Hua Tuo were around at that time, it might be manageable, but what if he wasn't?
Realizing his own lack of strength, Ye Huan looked at Lingxiao's lifeless body lying on the ground with a gaping hole in the back of his head. He feared that one day he might meet a similarly gruesome end. Who would remember that a soul from the Twenty-First Century once existed in this world? Who would protect Ye Huan's family here?
'Strength. To live comfortably in this world, I need to be powerful...'
With many thoughts swirling in his mind, Ye Huan felt the importance of strength more than once. Yet for him, having just become a Seventh-Level Summoner, breaking through in a short time seemed quite challenging.
"Ye Huan, what are you thinking about?"
Standing beside Lingxiao's corpse, Hua Tuo returned the M4A1 assault rifle to Ye Huan's hands. Noticing Ye Huan lost in thought while staring at Lingxiao's body, Hua Tuo gently patted his shoulder and asked with concern typical of an elder towards a junior. Given that he had concealed his identity and stayed in Tian Yue City Military Camp, it was clear that he valued Ye Huan. Ye Huan was aware of this but still couldn't understand why Hua Tuo treated him so well. He couldn't help but feel a sense of caution and hesitated before responding to Hua Tuo, "Elder Hua, do you know any methods to quickly enhance Professional strength?"
"Enhance Professional strength? Are you scared after hearing what Lingxiao said before he died? Don't worry; as long as I'm here, you will be safe..."
Without directly answering Ye Huan's question, Hua Tuo even patted his chest in assurance. The more he did this, the less Ye Huan understood Hua Tuo's true intentions. He could only smile and nod respectfully in response: "Then I will have to rely on Elder Hua more in the future..."
"Haha, enough with the pleasantries! Let's quickly decide whether we should return to Tianyue City or what; we can't just linger here!"
Chuckling and shaking his head, Hua Tuo didn’t let Ye Huan be polite for long. After finishing his words, he squatted down and began rummaging through Lingxiao's belongings like a greedy old man on the street. This scene raised significant suspicion in Ye Huan’s heart; how could a greedy person help him for free with Ye Tian’s treatment and come to rescue him at a critical moment without asking for any reward?
Unable to comprehend the reasoning behind it all, Ye Huan suppressed his doubts for now and decided to discuss with everyone whether they should head straight back to Tianyue City or not. He turned around but found no one present—not even Weiyang, who had previously caught up with him and Hua Tuo at an astonishing speed.
"Hey, where is everyone?"
A question slipped out in surprise, and after a while of not seeing anyone nearby, Ye Huan summoned a Military Telescope to carefully scan the surroundings. Soon, he noticed that Weiyang and the others had somehow managed to burrow among the corpses of the disciples killed by the Hua Tuo at the Nine Yin Cave. Even Zhao Ziyu and Bai Yulin were no exception; they were either holding a Flying Sword in their left hand or wearing a Dao Robe in their right, clearly scavenged from the dead bodies.
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