After a sharp slam of the door, someone got out of the car and shouted loudly, "You bunch of failures, the dregs of the sect! Take me to see which reckless brat is causing trouble." The speaker walked into the farm with his hands behind his back.

Dongzi thought the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't place who it was. He then turned and opened the door to look. Upon seeing the newcomer, both Dongzi and the man froze, staring at each other for several minutes without a word.

It turned out this fellow was Sui Xi, the one Dongzi had hit with a brick in the morgue. However, Sui Xi had also gained an advantage that time, so what made him fearful upon seeing Dongzi was only the memory of that brick. This farm was under their care, and the people who came to fight here were all underlings of the Song faction. The only legitimate member of the Song faction was the young man who was beaten first—the farm owner’s nephew, known to everyone as Er Houzi (Second Monkey).

"Er Houzi, all of you go guard the entrance. No one gets in. I want to fight this kid one-on-one," Sui Xi declared. The dozen or so underlings immediately turned to leave.

Er Houzi crept close to Sui Xi and whispered, "Sect Leader, we already agreed with him that if it's one-on-one, then it's all of us against him."

"Get lost! Don't get in the way!" The moment Sui Xi finished speaking, all that remained behind him was a gust of wind; everyone vanished from Dongzi and Sui Xi’s sight faster than the eye could follow.

Sui Xi strode toward Dongzi, "Friend, what a coincidence, meeting again. You truly are extraordinary. After I put that thing inside you last time, you actually survived."

"Heh heh heh! That trash you used, my brother Zhou Huan figured it out right away and took it out with just one subtle little trick," Dongzi said proudly, feeling certain that what the man used last time was his ultimate move, and the guy probably had nothing else.

Sui Xi smiled. "You are Lin Dongzi, always tagging along with Zhou Huan. Why are you stirring up trouble here this time? I heard you’re planning some experiment? With your IQ?" His mockery somewhat provoked Dongzi, who had already retrieved the brick from his side.

"You are Sui Xi. Come on, let me give you another taste of my brick today. The corner chipped off last time was from hitting you. This time, I'll risk chipping off another corner, with the sole purpose of beating you down." Dongzi’s eyes narrowed into slits again, the corners of his mouth pulled rigidly sideways, his lips pursing repeatedly.

Seeing Dongzi like this, Sui Xi also grew tense. He fumbled at his chest, secretly pulling out an object, which he then concealed in his sleeve. With that done, his feet shuffled rapidly back and forth as he charged straight toward Dongzi.

Dongzi reacted quickly. Seeing Sui Xi rush forward, he raised his hand and swung the brick, aiming squarely for Sui Xi's face. But Sui Xi remained unruffled, drawing out the object from his sleeve, raising it high, and smashing it down fiercely against the brick.

Thump! A muffled sound echoed as Dongzi’s brick shattered into pieces, sending a painful vibration up his arm. Dongzi stumbled back repeatedly. When he finally got a clear look at the item in Sui Xi’s hand, Dongzi laughed, "Bastard, you really could think of something to use against me. Let me tell you, when I come out to fight, I never bring just one thing." Dongzi reached into his chest and suddenly pulled out a small, foldable shovel. That set of military gear had been with Zhou Huan, and he had simply gotten himself another one.

"Oh, well now, what a surprise, you actually have something good! Then bring it on!" Sui Xi also brandished his own tool—a brand-new, square-headed hammer, gripping it tightly.

Dongzi didn't wait for Sui Xi to compose himself. Seeing Sui Xi about to open his mouth to say something, Dongzi had already charged in close... The two exchanged blows back and forth. The men outside watched. After half an hour, both men were squatting on the ground, glaring at each other; neither had gained an advantage.

Suddenly, Sui Xi flicked out a talisman. A beautiful character, "" (Zhao, meaning 'Summon' or 'Attract'), materialized in the air above the farm. Dongzi didn't know what the character meant; it was the first time he had witnessed the Song faction's opening technique, and he couldn't help but be startled inwardly: What the hell is that thing? Though he thought this, Dongzi dared not show it, feeling his body was utterly drained, his thick shirt soaked through with sweat.

"Kid, watch this. I’m done fighting you for now. I’ll show you my new product in a moment." Sui Xi finished speaking and let out a wild laugh with the last bit of energy he possessed.

Dongzi truly didn't understand his meaning. He simply stared at Sui Xi's movements. Then, a sudden stillness fell over the farm. For ten minutes, nothing happened.

After another quarter of an hour, their strength gradually returned. However, Sui Xi pulled a small box from his pocket, stretching his mouth into a wide grin. "Hey, Lin Dongzi, you should feel honored to witness the ultimate skill of our Song faction. Watch this!" As he spoke, Sui Xi snapped the small box open. Swarms of small moths flew out, and the character "" above the farm remained perfectly clear. These moths passed through the character and completely transformed; their bodies grew large enough to be the size of a human head.

After releasing the moths, Sui Xi sat down cross-legged, muttering rhythmically, "What has come must be accepted. My Sui Xi’s moths, drain Lin Dongzi’s blood, and you will be free." His cloud of moths flew toward Dongzi in an overwhelming tide, their numbers nearly obscuring the sun.

Dongzi knew this was bad. He swung the shovel he held, hacking down at the insects one by one. He watched them fall, but there were too many moths, and Dongzi’s strength was limited. The energy he had barely recovered vanished in moments, throwing Dongzi into a panic. He turned and fled around the farm, yelling as he ran, "Sui Xi, you bastard, this isn't over! You want to tire me out? If I don't die today, you won't have a good day either!"

Sui Xi remained seated and motionless, paying no mind to Dongzi’s curses, only muttering his incantations.

Dongzi led the moths around the farm more than ten laps. He truly had no strength left to run. Dongzi was genuinely sweating now, his mind consumed by the certainty of his death. He muttered to himself, To think I, Lin Dongzi, will die at the hands of these moths. This Sui Xi is truly a piece of work, wanting to kill someone in a fight. Fine, damn it, I won't let you go even as a ghost.

Dongzi’s feet felt weighted with a thousand pounds. As he ran, he pulled out a talisman, quickly scrawled a departure charm on it, and stuck it to his forehead. Then he shouted loudly to Sui Xi, "I admit defeat today, damn it. You win, you’re tough. Wait for me to take a trip to King Yama's court, and I’ll be back to deal with you!"

"Hmph, hmph, I doubt you’ll get to go anywhere. You’ll just drift in the Intermediate Realm," Sui Xi sneered, throwing another talisman. The character that appeared in the air was "" (Sha, meaning 'Kill'). After this character was cast, the appearance of the moths changed entirely: crimson heads and purplish-black wings. From these moths emanated a reckless killing intent.

Dongzi dropped his shovel and sat cross-legged on the ground, mimicking Zhou Huan, making hand seals and chanting under his breath, "When life nears its end, refine a charm to send the spirit west; ghosts make way, gods come to welcome."

The Yin energy in the farm grew heavier. Even in broad daylight, ghosts dared to emerge to take a look. These spirits were mostly extremely wronged souls, completely unafraid of the sun's glare, only knowing where a newly deceased person lay so they could demand protection fees.

Dongzi was prepared to die. The moths were flying incredibly fast. At this moment, Sui Xi slowly stood up, letting out a sinister laugh. "Kid, my revenge is finally complete. Provoke someone from our Song faction, and I'll make sure they have no recourse. Today, I'll show that Zhou Huan of yours exactly who is stronger. In this territory of Wenchang, it is our Song faction's domain. The official road is ours, the underworld is ours, and the ghost path is ours too. Fighting us, you're too green. Zhou Huan is next to die."

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