48: Chapter 48 The Despair of the Nascent Soul Old Monster! What the hell kind of puppet is this?!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Gui Ying was in an extremely wretched state at this moment.

The black cloak that symbolized mystery and terror had been blasted into fragments, revealing the withered, stick-like body underneath.

His chest was sunken in, and it was clear that many ribs had been broken.

"Escape! Must escape!"

As a Middle Stage Nascent Soul assassin who had lived for over a thousand years, he had never been as terrified as he was today.

The wooden Puppet before him was simply a monster!

It had taken his 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring the Heart' strike head-on without a scratch; it didn't even count as a tickle.

And the opponent's seemingly clumsy fists carried a monstrous strength that seemed capable of shattering the Void Realm with every strike, not to mention the eerie 'Domain' power surrounding it that could make his body stiffen at any moment.

"Burning Blood Shadow Great Method!"

A fierce look flashed in Gui Ying's eyes, and he bit off the tip of his tongue.

Pfft—!

A large mouthful of essence blood sprayed out, instantly transforming into a blood mist that filled the sky.

His body split into nine within the blood mist, turning into nine identical blood-colored phantoms that fled frantically in nine different directions!

This was his trump card for survival!

With nine figures, it was hard to tell the real from the fake; as long as one escaped, he would survive!

However.

The wooden Puppet that had been relentlessly attacking him suddenly stopped, suspended in mid-air, and did not pursue any of the blood shadows.

A hint of Wang Yang's playful expression flashed in its dead, wooden eyes.

"Clone technique?"

"Playing this in my territory? Do you have some misunderstanding about what a 'Full Map Hack' is?"

Inside the pavilion.

Wang Yang looked at the small red dot on the mental map that had instantly split into nine, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

"System, mark the real body."

[Ding! Real body marked: The blood shadow in the true north.]

"Number One, go, drag him back for me."

High in the sky.

Number One, the wooden Puppet that had been motionless, suddenly turned its head one hundred and eighty degrees, locking onto the blood shadow that was frantically fleeing to the true north.

"Found you, good son."

Boom!

The air under Number One's feet exploded, and its entire body instantly vanished from where it stood.

The next second.

It appeared above the blood shadow like a ghost, and its large, fan-like hand grabbed the back of the blood shadow's neck!

"Get down here!"

Bang!

Gui Ying's real body was instantly forced to reveal itself, and like an old cat held by the scruff of its neck, he was slammed heavily onto the ground!

"Ah!!!"

Gui Ying let out a miserable scream, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

"Impossible! How could you see through my real body at a glance?!"

Gui Ying's mentality completely collapsed.

Stealth was useless, Clone was useless, speed was useless, and he couldn't fight back...

How the hell was he supposed to play this?!

"Since you don't want me to live..."

A trace of crazy determination flashed in Gui Ying's eyes, and the originally withered Nascent Soul within his Dantian suddenly began to expand violently, emitting a destructive purple-black light!

"Then we shall perish together!!"

"Nascent Soul Self-Detonation!!!"

The self-detonation of a Middle Stage Nascent Soul great Cultivator was enough to raze everything within tens of miles to the ground!

Even if this Puppet had high defense, and even if this Domain was eerie, he was confident he could blast open a path to survival!

However.

Facing this self-detonation that was about to destroy everything.

Wang Yang, who was controlling Number One, only said one word flatly:

"Fix."

Hum—!!!!

The power of the Domain descended completely!

The Nascent Soul that had been expanding frantically was like a picture on which a pause button had been pressed, instantly freezing inside Gui Ying's Dantian.

That destructive energy was tightly suppressed by a supreme power of rules, forcibly stifled back!

"Ugh! Pfft—!"

The backlash from having the self-detonation interrupted caused Gui Ying to vomit blood again, and his whole person instantly withered, losing the strength to even move a finger.

"Want to die?"

Number One bent down, picked up one of Gui Ying's legs like a dead dog, and dragged him along the ground.

"Without my permission, it's hard for you to even die."

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet my wives."

...

Hehuan Sect, backyard pavilion.

Four beauties who were digesting the medicinal power of the Enlightenment Tea were awakened by the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Bang!

An old man covered in blood and withered as a stick was thrown onto the grass outside the pavilion.

Immediately after, the two-meter-tall black wooden Puppet (Number One) walked over with heavy steps, stood behind Wang Yang, and returned to a state of stillness.

"Husband, this is..."

Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes, looked at the old man on the ground who had only breath coming out and none going in, and after a scan with her Divine Sense, her expression changed drastically:

"Nascent... Nascent Soul Stage?!"

Although the opponent was already dying, the pressure of the life level belonging to the Nascent Soul Stage still made her feel heart-palpitations.

"That's right, a Grand Elder of the Ziyang Sect, seems to be called something like Ghost Shadow."

Wang Yang blew on the hot tea in his cup and said nonchalantly:

"Just a rat that likes to peep."

"Ghost Shadow?!"

Lin Xiaowan, who had just broken through to the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment, exclaimed:

"I've read the Cultivation Miscellany! That is the most famous assassin in the Southern Region! It is said that even strong experts at the Late Nascent Soul Stage find it difficult to discover his tracks, killing people without a trace!"

"How... how did he become this pathetic state?"

Wang Yang smiled and pointed at Number One behind him:

"That, of course, was beaten by me, your husband."

On the ground.

Gui Ying struggled to lift his head, looking at this absurdly young Mortal and the circle of peerless beauties around him, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"Who... who on earth are you..."

"A Mortal... how is it possible to control a Puppet of this level..."

Wang Yang put down his teacup, walked to Gui Ying, and looked down at him:

"Who I am is not important."

"What's important is that you are very valuable."

After speaking, Wang Yang stopped wasting words and waved his hand.

"System, kill, turn to ash, recycle."

For this kind of old man, he had no interest in interrogation or imprisonment; turning him directly into points was the best.

Hum—!

A familiar light lit up.

Gui Ying's body, full of unwillingness and fear, turned into dust, and the storage ring and Lifebound Treasure on his body instantly turned into a massive stream of data, drilling into the System panel.

[Ding! Recycling command confirmed!]

[Recycling the lifelong savings of a Middle Stage Nascent Soul great Cultivator (Ghost Shadow)!]

[Obtained points: 80,000 points!]

[Obtained points: 40,000 points (conversion from storage ring and Magic Treasure)!]

[Current points]: 1,039,000 + 120,000 = 1,159,000 points!

"120,000?"

Wang Yang raised an eyebrow, "This old guy is quite wealthy; one person is worth one-tenth of the Liuyun Sect."

That makes sense, after all, he is a Nascent Soul old monster and an assassin; the black money he saved up must be quite a lot.

After dealing with this big fly.

Wang Yang turned around and looked at his four wives who were full of admiration.

"Wives."

Wang Yang stood with his hands behind his back, his tone filled with unprecedented dominance:

"Since the Ziyang Sect sent a Grand Elder to his death, it means they are already anxious."

"It is not polite not to return a gesture."

"We have been passively taking hits; that is not the style of the Hehuan Sect."

Ye Qingcheng stood up, and the liuxi sword let out a clear sword chime: "Does husband mean... we are going to attack the Ziyang Sect?"