Wait a minute, where is my master?

"Island Master of Youren Island!"

How could this person, who usually only loves to practice martial arts in seclusion and go to taverns for a drink, appear in this wild and desolate place?

A shock went through the heart of the leader of the Tiannan Four Ghosts.

As a cultivator who often operated around several nearby islands, he naturally recognized this fierce-looking monkey.

Not only did he recognize it, but he was also acutely aware of the rules of Youren Island.

Whether you are an evil cultivator, a righteous cultivator, or practicing both, there was only one rule on Youren Island.

Do not cause trouble, or rather, do not get caught by the Island Master while causing trouble.

Otherwise, you would have to endure three strikes from Wu Youren's iron rod before leaving.

"Island Master Wu..."

"Did you cause the disturbance on the mountain?"

Wu Youren, holding the iron rod in his hand, looked fiercely at the disheveled cultivator in front of him.

He had a vague impression of this person, who seemed to be the leader of the Tiannan Four Ghosts, called Liu something strong, and in the Void Refinement Realm.

"Island Master Wu, I was also coerced by others, forced to cause such a disturbance on the mountain top. I hope Island Master Wu has a large heart and spares me this time.

In the future, the Tiannan Four Ghosts will surely remember the grace of the Island Master today."

The plain-looking man spoke humbly, yet he contemplated whether to turn around and lead the disaster eastward.

Let alone his current unfavorable condition, even when he was unharmed, he wouldn't dare say he had the confidence to withstand three strikes from the monkey in front of him.

"You know the rules on Youren Island."

Despite the other's pleas, Wu Youren did not care.

He was already in a sour mood.

Besides, you are not someone I've watched grow up, to simply let you go because you asked.

Where would I put my face then?

Seeing the decisive tone and unfriendly eyes of the other party, the leader of the Four Ghosts knew that these three strikes were inevitable.

So, he said, "If that's the case, then I will take these three strikes from the Island Master." In secret, however, he channeled all the remaining spiritual power in his body to his feet, planning to dash through the bushes and return to the side of the Mad Woman.

Although risky, this was better than being smashed to death on the spot.

Wu Youren, upon hearing his words, showed no fluctuation in his eyes.

Silently, he lifted the long rod in his hand and, without any flourish, smashed it downward.

The plain-looking man saw the sudden move and stimulated light under his feet, trying to escape.

But suddenly!

He found that the ordinary strike unexpectedly turned into countless rod shadows, covering all the space around him from above, below, left, and right.

"The outside world rumored that this monkey's martial skills were superb, and indeed it is true!!!"

The leader vigorously activated his escape technique, attempting to escape from the myriad rod shadows while praying that the last protective talisman on him could withstand this strike.

And then...

His prayers failed.

Just as he was about to break through the bushes and return to the mountain top, only a hair's breadth away,

The iron rod, transformed into thousands of rod images, suddenly unified, smashing through the light shield formed by his protective talisman and also his skull.

Even as it smashed to such an extent, the downward force of the long rod still had not stopped.

Eventually, the man was split into two halves, as if chopped by a giant axe.

"Damn, not only is this monkey's martial skills superb, but his physical body is also so strong!"

Liu something strong thought before his death, a fleeting thought.

After finishing the strike, Wu Youren glanced at the ground meat, flicked his wrist lightly, shaking off the filthy substances on the iron rod.

Then he stepped towards the mountain top outside the bushes.

Under his spiritual sense, there were two people on the mountain top he needed to determine whether to enforce Youren Island's rules or not.

...

At the top of the mountain, next to Yao Qinxiao.

Yan Meishan from the Demon Sect's Third Elder had indeed noticed the disturbance in the nearby forest.

However, her emotions were so complex at the moment that she could hardly be bothered with a monkey who had entered the martial path and whose cultivation was at most at the top level of the Void Refinement Realm.

Just now,

The Third Elder saw that Yao Qinxiao had finally reached a state where he was severely injured, delirious, and somewhat in a haze of lust and confusion.

Having achieved her goal, she rushed over with a face full of worry and shyness.

She gently wrapped her jade arms around Mr. Yao's neck and whispered into his ear with a breath as fragrant as orchids, "Mr. Yao, are you alright? Thank goodness you were here just now, otherwise those evil cultivators, who knows…"

"Miss, there is no need for formalities. We cultivators exorcise demons and help the distressed as a matter of duty," said Yao Qinxiao.

At that moment, Yao Qinxiao had a surge of vile heat within him, and when Yan Meishan blew gently into his ear with her warm breath, he felt even hotter.

He struggled to control himself and steadied his mind. Then, bending his body, he stood up, disengaging from the Third Elder's jade arms and avoiding the breath that made him increasingly agitated.

"Mr. Yao, are your injuries alright? And why are your eyes so red and swollen, did they get hurt in the battle just now? Let me have a look for you," she said.

Seeing him rise, Yan Meishan smirked inwardly, thinking he was indeed still a fledgling.

Following suit, she stood up under the guise of concern, moved closer to him, then pretended to slip and fell towards Yao Qinxiao's embrace.

"Be careful, Miss!"

Mr. Yao, truly a disciple from a reputable and righteous place like Qingmu Academy, even though the evil fire consumed him, faced with this situation,

He still chose to use his Spiritual Power to support her, preventing any further physical contact with her.

"Mr. Yao…"

Yan Meishan let out a tone of slight grievance, glancing discontentedly at the man before her.

"I have never met the lady before; may I ask how did you come to know my surname?" Yao Qinxiao said, biting his own tongue hard before speaking, in order to keep his clarity and prevent himself from committing something he would regret towards Miss Yaner.

"What a fool, still asking me how I knew your surname," the Third Elder glanced at him lightly, approached slowly with a teasing look, and said shyly, "Mr. Yao, you saved me, and I wish to offer myself in return, to thank you for preserving my purity, how does that sound?"

"Miss, please respect yourself. My heart already belongs to another, and my purpose here is to meet with her.

Right now, my body is restrained by nefarious means, and I need to meditate immediately; it's best not to talk anymore," Yao Qinxiao said.

As he spoke, he sat in a meditative posture, tossing a few warning array flags around him from his storage ring, then began to circulate the Vast Righteous Qi inside him to counteract the evil fire within his body.

Seeing this move, Yan Meishan was slightly startled but soon realized that the person he was devoted to was actually her other self, her lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Truly a hopeless romantic, all the trouble I went through was worth it," she thought to herself.

She took a few quick steps forward and, with a shy demeanor, sat in Yao Qinxiao's lap.

"Sir, weren't you asking why I knew your surname? It's because I am Nie Yaner~" she said.

At this, the meditating Mr. Yao suddenly opened his eyes wide.

His eyes, bloodshot, scrutinized the coquettishly shy woman in his arms.

His expression changed several times, then he asked in astonishment, "You are Miss Yaner?"

"Certainly, Mr. Yao, don't you still have the handkerchief I gave you in your arms?"

"The you in the Secret Realm wasn't your real appearance!?"

"Of course not, how do I look now, much better than back then, right?"

The Third Elder was very confident about her own appearance, with her jade arms slowly wrapping around Yao Qinxiao's neck.

"Indeed, you are far more beautiful than Miss Yaner, but such beauty does not touch my heart," Yao Qinxiao replied.

However, his response took her by surprise.

He stood up abruptly, coldly threw her onto the ground, and turned to leave!?

The Third Elder, taken aback, stood up from the ground.

Even she, familiar with great tumults, was at a loss for a moment.

And at this time,

the Island Master Water Monkey, carrying an iron staff, leisurely emerged from the forest.