Upon entering the corpse-driving inn, Shangguan Hongyu immediately began cooking and boiling water, bustling about with other tasks.

After enjoying a hot meal, Bian Lang thought to himself that having an assistant by his side wouldn't be bad.

"Miss Shangguan, you seem to work very smoothly; you don't seem like a pampered young lady at all," Bian Lang teased with a smile.

Shangguan Hongyu gave a wry smile and said, "I was born and raised in the martial world, how could I be some rich young lady?"

"Everyone in the martial arts world knows that you are the young lady of Justice Fortress, and you will become the lord of Justice Fortress in the future." Bian Lang finished his meal and prepared to clean up the dishes.

Shangguan Hongyu snatched the bowl from his hand first and said with a smile, "From now on, call me Hongyu."

At the beginning, Shangguan Hongyu did not really trust Bian Lang.

But now she was certain that Bian Lang really had no interest in Rama's remains.

If Bian Lang was also after Rama's remains, he could have easily taken her life by having the magician ambush her during the corpse-driving journey.

The Black Stone organization is full of assassins, but there are only a handful of truly top-tier experts.

Now that the magician and Ye Zhanqing are dead, and they have also met Lei Bin, the only ones they haven't met yet are Xiyu and Zhuanlunwang.

The martial arts skills of these two are so high that Shangguan Hongyu probably couldn't defeat either of them.

Moreover, Zhang Renfeng was also by Xiyu's side.

Zhang Renfeng's martial arts skills far surpassed those of the assassins in the Black Stone organization.

However, Xi Yu transformed into Zeng Jing, and Zhang Renfeng transformed into Jiang Asheng, and they lived a respectful and ordinary life together.

If Rama's remains had not brought disaster, they might not have appeared.

Several days later, they were less than ten miles from Xishen Pavilion.

It was just past midnight; in another half hour, we would arrive at the Xishen Pavilion.

They did not encounter any more people trying to seize Rama's remains along the way, nor did King Chakravartin appear; everything was peaceful.

Sending Rama's remains to the Joyful God Pavilion was a pretense; the real purpose was to lure out the enemy who killed her father. But now there were only ten miles left ahead, and Shangguan Hongyu was anxious. Unconsciously, she had fallen behind and distanced herself from Bian Lang.

After Bian Lang discovered the body, he stopped it and waited quietly.

"Brother Bian, I didn't mean to." Shangguan Hongyu's face was unusually pale, and her lips were completely bloodless.

Bian Lang smiled and asked, "Hong Yu, you have no idea who killed your father. Even if that person appeared, how could you tell?"

“It was a wound…” Shangguan Hongyu recalled.

Shangguan Xiong had several new wounds, but the fatal wound came from a sword that pierced his heart.

Judging from the wounds, the sword used by the murderer was not a common longsword, but a crooked and extremely strange one.

Shangguan Hongyu had been traveling the martial arts world for many years and had never heard of anyone using such a weapon.

Shangguan Xiong was highly skilled in martial arts; his iron spear alone was enough to deter most of the masters in the martial arts world.

The fact that the real culprit was able to break Iron Lady's legs and kill Shangguan Xiong in a fight against two opponents demonstrates his high level of martial arts skills. It is likely that the weapon he used was also the one he was most skilled with and comfortable with.

The Iron Lady's eyesight has always been poor; despite having fought the murderer for a long time, she still couldn't figure out her opponent's moves.

In order to avenge their father's death, the mother and daughter discussed the matter and decided that since the man was after Rama's remains, they would use Rama's remains to lure him out.

Having reached this point, with no trace of the real culprit, Shangguan Hongyu was on the verge of despair.

Bian Lang turned to look ahead and said, "Let's walk a little further. If we still don't encounter any enemies, you don't need to rush to send Luo Mo's remains into the Xishen Pavilion."

As long as Rama's remains are in hand, the real culprit will come knocking on our door sooner or later.

Shangguan Hongyu's fishing plan was entirely feasible, but she seemed to have overlooked one point: if the real culprit could defeat her parents single-handedly, how could she be a match for him?

If we can't defeat them, and we actually lure out the real culprit, we'll be digging our own grave.

She seems like a pretty smart girl; surely she hadn't considered these things?

Justice Fortress is very powerful, so it must have some hidden tricks up its sleeve.

Even with the most thorough preparations, the risks that Shangguan Hongyu faces are still terrifying.

"Luo Mo's remains must be sent to the Xishen Pavilion." Shangguan Hongyu's greatest desire was to avenge her father, but she would not lose her mind because of this.

As long as Rama's remains are in the world, the world will never be at peace.

With the Temple of Joy right in front of us, there was absolutely no reason not to send Rama's remains inside.

Bian Lang didn't know much about the Xishen Pavilion, but he was a little curious. The guards of the Xishen Pavilion were also human, and human beings have greed. Would sending Mo's remains into the Xishen Pavilion really stop the war?

Fortunately, Bian Lang didn't care about any of this. His task was to drive Rama's remains to the Temple of Happiness.

Complete this and you'll receive a reward.

Continue on the road.

Despite Bian Lang deliberately slowing down, the ten-mile journey was still completed in no time.

The Xishen Pavilion is built on a solitary peak.

That solitary peak was located in the center of a swamp, towering as if carved by a knife, and even the most skilled martial artist would find it difficult to climb.

Moreover, this swamp is perpetually shrouded in miasma, serving as a natural barrier for the Xishen Pavilion.

With this back and forth, even the most resilient expert will become weak and unable to stand firm.

Standing beside the swamp, Shangguan Hongyu pulled back the communication arrow, and a firework exploded in the sky.

If the real culprit wants to make a move outside the Xishen Pavilion, now is their last chance.

Once Rama's remains are placed in the Temple of the God of Happiness, the hope of retrieving them is slim.

Since he had nothing better to do, Bian Lang asked with a smile, "Hongyu, what exactly is this Xishen Pavilion?"

"In the martial arts world, those highly skilled seniors, after their deaths, can have their techniques obtained by their descendants, leading to endless conflicts in the martial arts world. The existence of Xishen Pavilion is to properly preserve the bodies of those seniors and cut off the thoughts of those with ulterior motives." Shangguan Hongyu's understanding of Xishen Pavilion all came from Shangguan Xiong.

Shangguan Xiong repeatedly remarked that the sudden emergence of Xishen Pavilion had brought peace to this chaotic and bloody martial arts world.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of a bamboo flute drifted from the misty swamp ahead.

"The body collector has arrived," Shangguan Hongyu said.

When a red lantern appeared, the person who would receive the body was already standing in front of them.

The two men were dressed in white, wearing tall, pointed white hats and terrifying white masks.

The two men were carrying a long wooden plank with a red lantern hanging at the front, which was used to carry the corpse.

"I am Shangguan Hongyu, from Zhengyi Fortress. I am here to escort the remains of Luo Mo to the Xishen Pavilion, as my late father commanded," Shangguan Hongyu said, clasping his hands in a gesture of extreme respect.

The man who received the corpse at the front said, "I already know."

As they spoke, they put down the plank and prepared to lift the body onto it.

"Wait a minute," Bian Lang stepped forward to stop them.

Even Shangguan Hongyu looked at Bian Lang in surprise.

Bian Lang chuckled, clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "You just took away Rama's remains like that?"

“In just these few days, we have received dozens of Rama’s remains,” the body collector behind said coldly.

People in the martial arts world are all rushing to send the remains of Rama to the Xishen Pavilion?