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Sacred Grounds of Yaochi.

Zizhu Residence, three million light-years away.

"Ji Hongxia should be on her way!" Two black-robed figures suddenly appeared, one of them said coldly.

"Yes, we just got the message that she has come out of the Yaochi Red Cloud Pavilion!"

An old and hoarse voice rang out. Another black-robed figure licked his lips, his eyes becoming fervent. "I've heard that Ji Hongxia has a special constitution and is cultivating The Path of Six Desires Mortal World. She is not only beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal with a stunning figure but also extremely seductive. I really want to taste her."

The black-robed figure who spoke first cautioned, his eyes hardening, "Old Ghost, you better not mess around. Ji Hongxia, as a chosen one of the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, is very strong! Even though we both have reached the Half-step Continent realm for hundreds of millions of years, possess impressive strength, and are proficient in the art of assassination, it won't be easy to deal with her. We absolutely must not hold back. It's best to aim for a one-hit kill!"

"Little Six, just relax. I was just saying. Do you really think that I am so blinded by lust that I can't prioritize?" Old Ghost gave Little Six a sidelong glance, feeling somewhat regretful in his heart.

He had two hobbies in his life: killing and women. However, he was psychopathic. Many whom he killed broke down mentally before their death, suffering immensely. The women he'd played with ended up the same. Therefore, he had another moniker—Gui Jianchou. Never mind people; even ghosts despaired at the sight of him.

"Old Ghost, you say we are so close to Yaochi. Won't we be discovered by the Daluo powerhouses of the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi?"

Little Six felt uncertain. Even though they had finished their preparations and had a powerful entity concealing this space-time for them, he still felt uneasy. After all, Daluo powerhouses were terrifying. They were not something they could contend with.

"Don't worry. Let me tell you a top-secret piece of news: the Saint Master of the Jade Pool has been missing for many years. The other few Daluo powerhouses in Yaochi are all busy suppressing an Abyss Devil sealed underground. They simply can't spare attention for the outside world!" Old Ghost said mysteriously, in a low voice.

"How is that possible? I heard that the Saint Master of the Jade Pool appeared not long ago and even consecrated a Sacred Girl named Nangong Mengyao!" Little Six said, confused and uncomprehending.

"Indeed, there is a new Saintess Nangong Mengyao in the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi, but I got information from a Daluo level killer that a Peerless Power had divined that the Saint Master of the Jade Pool had not appeared in the Sacred Grounds of Yaochi!" Old Ghost whispered. "So, the news about the Saint Master bringing back a Sacred Girl is clearly a red herring. The Sacred Girl might be real, but she was definitely not brought back by the Saint Master of the Jade Pool!"

So that's how it is! Little Six realized.

"Remember, don't tell anyone else about this!" Old Ghost instructed.

"Relax, am I the kind of person who talks too much?" Little Six gave him a reassuring smile, then asked, "Who do you think is paying us, the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, to make our move this time? To kill Ji Hongxia, a chosen one of Yaochi, the price won't be low. It has to be at least a Mid-tier Innate Spirit Treasure. Ordinary forces don't have the courage or the capital!"

"Do we even need to guess? Most of Yaochi's disciples are women, and they keep to themselves, maintaining good relations with the vast majority of sects." Old Ghost said dismissively. "Only a few have the guts, the strength, and a grudge against Yaochi. I heard that not long ago, the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son proposed to Ji Hongxia, wanting to marry her! Not only was he ruthlessly rejected, but he was also scolded harshly. The two had a big fight, battling for a day. Both suffered injuries and parted on bad terms! So, nine times out of ten, it's the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son who's behind this!"

Little Six nodded in agreement, finding the explanation plausible, but then he felt puzzled again. "The Yin Yang Sect and Yaochi are as incompatible as fire and water. This enmity arose because an Elder of the Yin Yang Sect once drained the essence of a Yaochi Disciple for his cultivation, leading to a huge battle between the two factions! Back then, the conflict drew in as many as ten Daluo powerhouses, with hundreds of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals falling. That battle could be called the biggest in the Eastern Wilderness in a hundred thousand years. Has the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son lost his mind? Why would he go propose to Ji Hongxia? It's obvious she would never agree!"

Old Ghost shook his head, a "young man, you're too naive" look in his eyes, and said leisurely, "You don't understand. Even if the two sects have enmity, that's a thing of the past. Ji Hongxia and the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son themselves bear no grudges. The Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son is exceptionally talented, cultivating the Yin Yang Path. He has also mastered the sect's cornerstone Great Divine Power, the Yin Yang Worldly Dust, to a significant extent. At just three thousand years old, he has already reached the Half-step Continent realm! However, becoming a Daluo Golden Immortal—transcending the river of time, eternal and unchanging, possessing vast Divine Skills and boundless Mana—is not so easy! Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many at the Half-step Continent realm, while Daluo Golden Immortals are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. And Ji Hongxia, with her unique constitution and cultivation in The Path of Six Desires Mortal World, is a perfect match for the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son! If the two of them were to engage in dual cultivation, they would surely both break through to the Daluo Realm. If it were you, how would you choose?" Old Ghost looked at Little Six and asked.

"If it were me, I'd definitely go for dual cultivation. Even if I were a woman, I'd agree without any hesitation. That's a Daluo Golden Immortal we're talking about! What do sect grudges count for in comparison to that?" Little Six said without hesitation.

Having said that, he had an epiphany. No wonder the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son had the guts to propose to Ji Hongxia; the key was here. Although Ji Hongxia was extraordinarily talented, and many believed she could achieve Daluo within a hundred years, she had not yet succeeded. If she were to dual cultivate with the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son, their paths would complement each other's deficiencies, making the achievement of Daluo almost a certainty. Who could resist such a temptation? Unfortunately, the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son had underestimated Ji Hongxia. She had resisted the temptation, rejected him mercilessly, and even scorned him viciously. It was within reason that the Yin Yang Sect's Holy Son, feeling indignant, would hire assassins to kill Ji Hongxia.

"Ji Hongxia is coming, prepare to make your move!" Old Ghost reminded, his gaze shifting to a distant, graceful figure approaching through the air.

Little Six immediately reined in his aura, ready but holding back. Like an experienced hunter, patiently waiting for his prey.

Old Ghost also concealed his aura, hiding in the void. But in his hand, a blood-red knife, its extremely sharp blade seeming to wail with the souls of countless dead, slowly appeared. This was a profoundly malevolent Demon Soldier.

Ji Hongxia was unaware of the imminent danger. After her previous breakthrough where she became demonically possessed and was subsequently healed by Hongmeng, she had spent this period consolidating her cultivation and subtly felt she had advanced to a higher level. Her mood was excellent.

She walked slowly through the void. Her seemingly leisurely steps were like the art of shrinking the ground, each one covering vast distances.

BOOM.

A powerful aura burst forth. Ji Hongxia stopped, her sharp gaze vigilantly scanning her surroundings.

The environment had changed; the previously clear blue sky and white clouds had vanished, replaced by blood-red hues, with countless wailing specters, filled with an endless malevolent aura and blood aura.

She knew she had fallen into a Formation or a domain space created by some special artifacts. An ambush was set.

SWISH.

Suddenly, a blood-red blade appeared without warning before Ji Hongxia's neck. Just as it was about to pierce her, it was blocked by a crimson silk.

CLANG.

Terrifying forces collided, causing the surrounding space to ripple like water. An emaciated old man in a black robe appeared before her.

"Scram!" Ji Hongxia's power surged from within. Her eyes cold, she stood in the sky like a Female War God. The crimson silk she wore transformed into an invincible whip, lashing fiercely towards Old Ghost.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A series of collisions resounded. The Path roiled, and Rules scattered as the surrounding space fractured, yet this pocket dimension remained intact.

"As expected of a prodigy of Yaochi, your strength is indeed remarkable!" Old Ghost's small, oily green eyes stared at Ji Hongxia, and he cackled eerily, his voice as chilling as a venomous snake baring its fangs.

"You must be one of the Blood Slaughter Pavilion's vermin, right? Daring to commit murder just outside Yaochi, you truly don't know life from death!" Ji Hongxia retorted, the crimson silk dancing in her hand. She looked like an Immortal dancing, every move radiating enchanting beauty.

This crimson silk was a Superior Innate Spirit Treasure known as the Ten Thousand Zhang Red Dust Silk. Capable of both offense and defense, it was the most powerful Spiritual Treasure in Ji Hongxia's possession.

As the Ten Thousand Zhang Red Dust Silk danced, illusions swarmed Old Ghost's mind, and he quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

His mind was twisted; he reveled in killing and women. The most perverse aspect of his nature was his enjoyment of torture, relishing the agonized wails of others as they begged for life but were unable to die. He treated women the same way, delighting in watching beautiful women wail in pain...