"Chen Xi, what do you cultivate?" Qiu Yun smiled sweetly, revealing two tiger teeth. Combined with her hairstyle, she really looked as charming as a little wild animal.

I scratched my head a little guiltily: "Me? I haven't been practicing for very long. I only know some talismans and basic protective spells at the moment."

Qiu Yun didn't seem to mind: "It's alright. Everyone has been through this stage. It's just that we all trained day and night when we were very young."

Although she was smiling, she must have had countless difficult days. I sighed softly, "I imagine everyone here has an extraordinary story."

At this moment, Qiu Yu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up: "So, what kind of story does Sister Chen Xi have?"

He had barely uttered the words when, perhaps realizing his mistake, he quickly waved his hand, "No, I'm sorry, I was too abrupt, I, I..."

Judging from his stammering manner, I gained a better understanding of the boy. He was clearly the introverted type who wasn't good at expressing himself.

I smiled and shook my head: "It's nothing. It's just that my story isn't over yet, so I'll keep the suspense going."

It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that I don't want to recall that nightmare, and as I said, I haven't eradicated the threat yet, so the story is far from over.

Qiu Yun seemed to understand my implied meaning, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "Oh ho ho, if there's a chance, I must hear a complete story."

Qiu Yu fell silent again, her head bowed.

These siblings have such different personalities, it's so interesting!

"Take a good look at the people around you, because you may never see them again before long."

"How many more people will be dead by the time we get back?"

A cold voice suddenly came, and I turned around to see the man wearing a red phoenix robe.

I wanted to go up and talk to him, but his aura was too strong, and I just couldn't muster the courage to speak to him.

At this moment, Qiu Yun tugged at me and whispered, "Chen Xi, come here for a second."

She seemed to be afraid of that man too.

After Qiu Yun and I walked to the side, Qiu Yun finally spoke up: "Chen Xi, you absolutely must not get involved with that person."

I was a little confused. Although that person looked scary, since he was able to appear here, he probably wasn't a bad person.

"Why? He doesn't seem like a bad person, after all, he's here to participate in a mission."

Qiu Yun's expression became complicated: "He's not bad, he's weird!"

"You don't know, this person has absolutely no humanity."

"When he sees demons or monsters, whether good or evil, he won't even bother to communicate with them; he'll just kill them without saying a word."

"The Taoist principle of 'treat the good and eliminate the evil' is completely useless to him."

"You could say he was a complete executioner from the underworld."

"Some people say that if you threw him into the underworld, he could kill even the King of Hell!"

I gaped in astonishment. "That's way too much!"

However, upon reflection, the intense killing intent and oppressive aura emanating from him become understandable.

After all, killing everyone, regardless of good or evil, is not something an ordinary person can do.

No wonder, he sat alone in the corner, and no one dared to approach him to talk.

Qiu Yun shrank back: "I dare not provoke that person, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble."

Seeing Qiu Yun like this, I found it somewhat amusing.

It's quite interesting that even a naturally outgoing girl has people she's afraid of.

At that moment, a terrible thought suddenly occurred to me: I wanted to strike up a conversation with that person.

I walked towards that person as if possessed. When Qiu Yun saw me heading in that direction, she tightened her grip on my hand: "Chen Xi, are you really going? You'll definitely be turned away!"

I shook my head: "This is my master's shrine, so it's only right that I go and say hello."

"Besides, he's not a monster, and he won't eat me."

Seeing that she couldn't stop me, Qiu Yun repeatedly urged, "You have to be careful. I will protect you in spirit."

I was speechless, thinking: Does he have to be so scared?!

I walked over and sat down next to the man, without saying a word, just sitting quietly.

I had planned to wait for the other person to speak first, but I miscalculated; the other person didn't seem inclined to speak first either.

After about five minutes of stalemate, I finally spoke up: "Senior, what does it feel like to kill someone?"

I originally wanted to ask the other party for their full name.

But if I see what the other person looks like, I'll most likely get a cold shoulder.

The only option is to take a different approach and try a different way of speaking.

The other person clearly hadn't expected me to ask that as my first question, and frowned slightly.

"Oh? Interesting girl."

"What does it feel like to kill someone? You should ask someone who has killed someone."

I tilted my head and looked at him meaningfully: "Oh? Then I'll ask you another question. Senior, what does it feel like to kill a ghost?"

The other person stared at me, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

I didn't avoid the question; I was gambling that he was bluffing.

Sure enough, a moment later, he turned his head to look at the courtyard gate:

"Killing ghosts? I don't feel anything. Why should something that doesn't exist get in my way?"

I immediately followed up with, "Then, what about killing demons?"

He said somewhat reluctantly, "Girl, you seem to have a lot of questions."

I guessed right; I knew he would say that.

"Senior, may I ask you one last question?"

His expression turned cold: "No!"

I ignored the other person's attitude: "Okay, senior, may I know your name?"

He smiled.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

"Interesting, very interesting!"

"Girl, you're the first person who dares to ask me a question like that!"

"Alright, I'll tell you. Jiang Huai Ren, remember this name. It's enough to save your life in a critical moment."

After the other party gave their name, I felt that they seemed somewhat familiar.

"Could it be that you are Taoist Jiang?"

Jiang Huai-ren pondered for a moment: "That seems to be what they call me. After all, in front of me, who with the surname Jiang would dare to call themselves a Taoist?"

Hearing what the other person said, I slowly stood up and walked to them. Without hesitation, I bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"

Jiang Huai-ren was somewhat confused: "Girl, I don't remember seeing you anywhere before, let alone saving you."

"You saved my master and mistress many years ago, so it is only natural that you saved my parents' lives."

Jiang Huai-ren then realized: "So that's how it is. You are Ma Tianxiong's disciple."

"Back then it was just a casual matter, but the kid from back then is a completely different person now."

"In retrospect, I did do a good thing."

"Raise your head, girl, let me give you some advice."

"If possible, please don't become like me."