Liu Yanran's first task was no easy feat; it wasn't something that even Guo Ye, let alone the masters of the seven major evil lands, could necessarily accomplish.

  But no matter what Liu Yanran wants to do, even if she will poke the sky open, Guo Yao will not retreat half a step. As a man, he must stand by his responsibilities and since he has made a promise, he should be prepared to pay the price.

  Liu'er didn't expect Guo Yi to agree so painfully, she let out a long sigh and said: "My mistress was right, you really are an idiot."

  "I believe there are many men in this world who would be willing to become fools for her."

  Liu'er said: "It seems I can tell you the second thing now!"

  Guo Yi remained silent, but Hua Er Lou burst into anger, roaring: "Will Liu Yanran ever be satisfied? The first task was already enough to get my old master killed ten times over. The second task will definitely be even more difficult. Is she too cruel? She's deliberately trying to get my old master killed here."

  Guo Yi pressed down on Hua's second floor and calmly said: "Speak, what is her second thing?"

  "In fact, my young lady only needs Master Guo to do one thing for her. The second task and the first task, you can choose either one to do." Liu'er continued: "The young lady's second task is that Master Guo must immediately leave the western part of Nanling, the farther the better."

  "Although she said you could choose between the two at the time, I could tell that she hoped you would choose the second one."

  "Hypocrite, I can see through her little trick, she knew my brother would never refuse her, that's why she said it like that." Hu'erlou was now fed up with Liu Yanran.

  "Go back and tell Liu Yanran that Guo Yi is only short of five things, as for her second thing, I'll pretend you never said it."

  "Thank you, Master Guo. My young mistress will certainly be delighted when she hears this news." Liu'er was overjoyed and walked out of the wine shed, a flash of light on her palm, and a flying tooth car suddenly flew out of thin air.

  "Tell her not to be too excited, don't overplay her hand. In three days, I'll go find her. Hopefully, she won't die at my hands by then."

  Liu Er had already driven the Flying Tooth Car away and disappeared into the vast night sky, at this time the sky also slightly brightened.

  Hua Er Lou looked at Guo Yi and said: "Boss, can you really bear to kill her?"

  "What a joke, even if I wanted to kill her, I wouldn't be able to beat her, I'm just trying to scare her."

  Kuang Ye walked towards the wine shed, at this time the skull that was brewing wine had not left and was busy adding firewood under the stove.

  Guo Yi sat down at a wine table and shouted: "Boss, bring wine, one serving."

  Hua Er Lou, Xi Men Lang, Nan Gong Yang, Si Si and several others also walked into the wine shed, staring at him at the same time.

  "This is my own business and has nothing to do with you all, you can leave now."

  "Boss, bring wine for two." Hua Er Lou carelessly came down and smiled: "What a joke, you are my big brother. Under the sky, which little brother would dare to let his big brother go alone to be killed? It's laughable just thinking about it."

  "Old man, let's have a drink, the three of us." Xixi also sat down beside Guo Yao, one hand grasping his clothes and the other clenched into a delicate fist, saying fiercely: "This time I'll definitely be able to take him down."

  "The old one won't die, let's have a drink, five of us." Ximen Lang and Nangong Yang also sat down.

  "Hey, you two rascals, haven't you been wanting to slip away for a long time?"

  "Cut, you think we'd be so kind as to help you." Ximen Wolf smiled and said: "My brothers have long wanted to give those old fogies of the Orthodox Sect a show of our power. If we don't let them taste the might of Chun Xin Twelve Butterflies today, they'll still think that the Flower Plucking Double Saints are just freeloaders."

  Kuo's heart was moved, knowing that these people were genuinely helping him, and this feeling could only be temporarily stored in his heart.

  The clouds outside the sky are just opening, and this morning is particularly quiet!

  An old beggar rode a small donkey flying in the sky, swaying back and forth as if he would fall from the sky at any moment.

  The old beggar held a broken crutch in one hand and a broken bowl in the other, scolding the donkey under him: "Donkey brother, I'm on official business this time, can you hurry up? Raising a donkey for a thousand days is to use it at a critical moment like now, it's time to show your value."

  As soon as the old beggar finished speaking, two figures, one fat and one thin, rushed out from the sky and blocked his way. The two of them shouted in unison: "Excuse me, senior, what should we call you?"

  "Who are these two?" The old beggar looked curiously at the two people in front of him.

  "He's a bandit."

  "To rob people but not their wealth."

  The old beggar puffed out his chest, glared with wide eyes, and almost tore apart the already tattered clothes on his body, saying: "I've always been the one robbing others, this is the first time I've encountered someone robbing me."

  "Have you met a fellow traveler? Bah! We're not professional robbers." Ximen Wolf sized up the old beggar and said, "This old guy looks like a thief with his beady eyes, he doesn't seem like an honest person at all. Let's just let him go?"

  "I think so too, maybe this guy is a professional flower thief just like us." Nangong Yang nodded and said.

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep turned to leave, but the old beggar's speed was too fast, and he directly grabbed one hand each of them. The old face smiled quite slyly: "What are you two people after all?"

  "Good man." The two saints said in unison.

  The old beggar laughed and said: "I have always liked killing good people, now I have two more innocent souls like you."

  "We're actually bad people, the kind who are beyond redemption."

  The old beggar smiled and said: "I haven't killed a bad person yet, now is a good time to try."

  "You're too cruel, old man."

  Caihua Shuangsheng was about to fight the old beggar to the death, but suddenly he felt that there was not a single bit of spiritual energy left in his body, as if someone had sealed off his divine gate.

  The two men knew they had met a superior opponent, and they were also timely, so they quickly surrendered, saying: "Elder brother's cultivation is profound and unfathomable, reaching the pinnacle of perfection, with no one in the world able to match him. It really makes my brother and I admire you."

  "Cut the crap, tell me quickly what you two little rascals are up to, or else I'll show no mercy." The old beggar's withered hands were pinching each of their necks.

  Ximen Wolf and Nangong Sheep exchanged a glance, feeling that the old beggar's cultivation was really too high, his temper was really too strange, if they didn't tell the truth, today they would probably be killed by him.

  Just as the two were about to sell out Guo Yi, they suddenly heard a "thud" sound from behind, and instantly felt the hand on their neck slip down, the shackles on their body disappear, the immortal gate open, and their whole body full of spiritual energy.

  Only to see Si Si carrying a large stick on his shoulder, holding the unconscious old beggar in his hand, smiling at the two of them: "These people are really too stupid, today I've hit my fifth one."

  "Miss Si, your technique with the dumbbells is getting more and more skilled, it really makes us admire you." Ximen Lang and Nangong Yang simultaneously gave her a big thumbs up.

  At this time, in the ghost village, under a dead old locust tree, four old men were tied up. Two of them were old Taoist priests with wind and bone, one was an old monk wearing a large red kasaya, and the other was a middle-aged man wearing a silver long gown.

  These four people all had a pitch-black nine-strand rope tied around their bodies, on which a dragon soul was moving about, pulling along mysterious symbols that wandered across the rope.

  Guo Yi worried: "The cultivation of these four people is equally deep, and there is a Xianhe flowing in each person's body. Can this rope bind them?"

  "No problem at all, this is the Nine Dragon Tendons refined through Xuanhuo for a hundred years, even Sisi the Corpse Emperor couldn't pull it apart, they shouldn't have the ability to break free either."

  Hua Erlou continued to explain to Guo Yi: "These four people all have a great origin, you see the two old Taoist priests' Taoist robes embroidered with a green Taoist temple, this shows that they are the masters of one of the three major sacred places in the Xianmen 'Xuanji Mountain', at least they have cultivated for 2,000 to 3,000 years."

  "Looking again at the old monk wearing a large red kasaya, there are thirty-six scars on his head, which means he has cultivated for three thousand six hundred years. I don't know which ancient temple's abbot this old monk is."

  "This man in silver robes is also not simple, if I'm not mistaken, he's probably the master of the number one family in Central Plains, the Shén Bīng family, Silver Baihe."

  Hua's second floor edge said that his body was trembling, these people who were knocked unconscious by SiSi, each of whom had cultivated for thousands of years and were great figures, could trigger a massive earthquake with just one stomp of their foot. Normally, it would be difficult to see any of them even if you wanted to, but now four of them were suddenly tied up at once.

  If this scene gets out today, it will be hard for Hua Er Lou and Guo Yao to make a name for themselves.

  Guo Yi smiled bitterly and said, "Today, I've managed to offend the entire orthodox sect of the cultivation world. I hope these seniors have a good temper; otherwise, even if they don't take action themselves, their disciples will be enough for us to deal with."

  "No way, I must use Luminous Water Painting to record this scene, only then will I have the capital to haggle with them later."

  Hua Er Lou spent most of the day in the Warehouse Spirit Palace, and managed to escape with two cyan ancient jades. He constantly fiddled with them, and suddenly two scrolls appeared in the air, recording the scene of the four seniors being tied together.

  Hua gave one of them to Guo Yi and said, "These seniors are all people who value their reputation. With this Lingguang Shuihua in hand, our lives will be worry-free."

  For these four orthodox masters, today is a rather miserable day. They were actually calculated by a few juniors and tied up. Fortunately, the mental cultivation of the four was extremely high, and they calmed down quickly after waking up.

  The old monk in red robes closed his eyes tightly, shook his head and uttered a Buddhist mantra: "Amitabha Buddha, sinful, sinful."

  The two old Taoists on Xuán Jī Mountain also closed their eyes in shame and shouted: "Wú Liàng Tiān Zūn!"

  Only the master of the Divine Army's household, Yin Baihe, remained calm, casting a faint glance at the two and saying, "You two are indeed young heroes, I wonder how to address you?"

  "Guo Yi."

  "China Two."

  Guo Yi and Hua Er Lou naturally didn't dare to say their real names in front of these figures, or else they would be surrounded by the entire cultivation world tomorrow.

  Yin Baihe smiled and said: "I don't know why you two young brothers invited us to this place?"

  Guo Yexiao smiled and said, "Several seniors, please rest assured that I have no malicious intentions. I just promised someone else to invite you all here for three days of tea and wine. Dead Fatty, why don't you go serve the four seniors some wine?"

  The old monk in red robes spoke with a serious and solemn tone: "Young brother, you should release us quickly! If we're delayed by even one more step, I fear that the Great Mystic Realm will give birth to a great demon king, and the entire world will never know peace again."

  Guo Yi held the wine cup to the mouth of the old monk in red robes, smiling: "Master, this is a fine vegetarian wine I've chosen for you."

  "It can't be drunk." The red-robed old monk was absolutely a great compassionate and sympathetic monk, his eyes fixed on the direction of the divine tomb, continuing to persuade: "Little brother, I see that you are not a big evil person, why do you want to help the tyrant? That divine tomb is the source of all evil, once the demon king is born, no one in the world will be her opponent."

  "Actually, I've always wanted to ask a question: 'How did all of you seniors know that the Divine Spirit Mausoleum would have a demon king emerging? This just happened last night, could it be that in just one night, the news has already spread billions of miles away?'"