Time flows like water, always fleeting, yet elusive and intangible. In the blink of an eye, another year has passed—enough time for a nameless, reborn, and utterly defenseless youth to transform into a vengeful figure brimming with murderous intent.

Far away in Yanjing, in the Ye family's courtyard, a man covered in blood, his face obscured, stood upright. A pair of withered hands hung from his thick arms. With a slight exertion, a 'crack' was heard, and the struggling man's neck tilted to the side, and he instantly fell silent.

The ground was covered in crimson, and the autumn wind was bleak, adding a touch of desolation to the luxurious courtyard. The stench of blood permeated the air, and Ye Fan, standing in the middle of the courtyard, couldn't help but lick the blood off his hands, revealing a look of fascination.

The taste of fresh blood was so delicious that he couldn't resist it.

The woman leaning against the book was gazing intently at the man before her. She wore a simple white shirt and jeans, her face pale and her chin pointed, but her eyes revealed her excitement. These people were finally dead; they had finally gotten their revenge.

Ye Fan, I was right about you. Choosing you was the best decision I ever made. Le Wuyou, your death is near.

Recalling the news she had received a couple of days ago, Green Tea's smile deepened, while a hint of malice flashed in her eyes. The mountain that had weighed on her for so many years was finally about to be removed.

Despite being hunted and suffering countless hardships, Ye Fan's growth was undeniable. His experience and techniques far surpassed those of lower planes like Blue Planet. Initially, they fled in a sorry state, teetering on the brink of death several times, with Green Tea nearly giving up several times. Fortunately, they were lucky enough to find refuge with a mysterious sect, the Yin Ghost Sect, where they were able to settle down.

The Yin Ghost Sect, with its centuries-old tradition, cultivates by absorbing Yin and malevolent energy, a highly wicked path despised by the righteous. It is precisely for this reason that it dared to defy the world and accept Ye Fan and his companion. Most importantly, the resources Ye Fan possessed were invaluable, greatly boosting the Yin Ghost Sect's strength and allowing him to quickly become a guest elder within the sect.

"Let's go—" Ye Fan walked to Lv Ming's side, his face cold as if it were a thousand-year-old ice, and the scar on his right cheek gleamed.

In the end, he fulfilled his wish from his past life, though at a great cost. The bloodlust in his eyes faded, and a complex emotion flashed in Ye Fan's eyes. He had been a dominant figure in the cultivation world for many years, ignoring the olive branches extended by numerous major sects. He never expected to be caught off guard and forced into this predicament. He was determined to repay them tenfold.

The news of the complete annihilation of the Ye family spread rapidly throughout China, causing widespread fear and unease among all the major families. They felt that the fate of China was about to change.

Those who cultivate immortality defy fate; how could they be content with mediocrity? They slay gods and demons alike, and it is precisely this fearless and unwavering courage that ultimately enabled Ye Fan to become a Celestial Venerable. Soon, Ye Fan turned his attention to the Le family, a clan that had stood in China for thousands of years.

The president's office of Green Van Group is located on the 18th floor of a high-rise building. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a clear view of the entire Jinghai City. A pretty woman sits in a soft and comfortable executive chair, looking at the documents in her hands attentively at her desk, her expression quite tired.

A bouquet of vibrant red roses sat in the corner of the office, their fragrance filling the entire space. A gentle breeze stirred the roses, causing petals to flutter to the ground and be gently caught by a pair of slender hands.

"Long time no see, Green Tea." A clear, arrogant voice echoed in the quiet office, finally reaching Green Tea's ears. She looked up abruptly and saw a familiar yet hateful face.

"How did you end up in my office?" Green Tea asked in shock, her hand tightening slightly as she gripped the pen.

"Of course I came to see you." Wuyou pinched the bright red petal, tilted her head back, and spoke casually, gently rubbing her fingertips together.

Green Tea's hand, which was holding the talisman, stiffened slightly. A flash of red light appeared, and she felt a sharp pain in her wrist before the talisman fell into Wuyou's hand. Looking at her blood-soaked wrist, Green Tea couldn't help but scream in pain. She instinctively tried to stop the bleeding with her hand, but found that the blood was flowing out like it was free, staining her entire wrist red in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until then that Green Tea noticed something was wrong. She was screaming like that, so why didn't anyone rush in to save her? You have to know that the security personnel in the entire group were all experts carefully selected by Ye Fan, and there were quite a few Yin Gui Men members guarding the area in the shadows. After all, her methods of making money were not low-level.

"Is it too late to realize something's wrong now?" Wuyou slightly curled the corners of her lips into a stiff smile, which sent chills down one's spine.

"What...what exactly do you want to do? If you hurt me, Ye Fan will never let you off." Green Tea shrank her shoulders. No matter how bold she was, she was still just an ordinary woman with no strength to even kill a chicken.

The special treatment Wuyou received back then was absolutely genuine; even with Ye Fan's immense magical power, he couldn't restore Lvming's health.

"Let me go?" Wuyou sneered inwardly. How could one let go in a situation that was destined to end in a fight to the death?

The sound of her slender high heels clicking on the floor was exceptionally crisp, each step seeming to strike Green Tea's heart, making it tremble in rhythm.

She grew up by Le Wuyou's side and thought she knew her very well, but now she couldn't see through her anymore.

"What a beautiful face! No wonder Ye Fan is so infatuated with you." He bent down slightly, reached out and pinched the other person's delicate chin, applying a little force to see the other person's flawless face even more clearly.

A fair, delicate hand gently brushed across the other person's face, making Green Tea feel a ticklish sensation on her face while a chill rose in her heart, and the hairs on her body stood on end. This Le Wuyou was simply too eerie.

"Hiss—" Green Tea felt a slight itch on her face and unconsciously made a sound.

"Hehe—" Releasing her grip on the other person's chin, Wuyou crossed her arms and leaned casually against the desk, looking down at Lvming.

That all-seeing gaze only fueled Green Tea's anger.

Despite her best efforts to conceal it, the fleeting anger and resentment in her eyes did not escape Wuyou's notice. Wuyou remained silent for a long time, only letting his cold gaze sweep over Lüming, sending chills down her spine.

Green Tea couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine; every hair on her body stood on end. It had only been a year since they last met, so why had Le Wuyou suddenly become so unfathomable?