As soon as the car drove back to the vicinity of the small courtyard on the outskirts of the city, before it had even come to a complete stop, Zhang Shaozhong felt the newly acquired black cell phone in his pocket vibrate.

He took it out and looked at it; the screen only displayed a brief line of text and an attachment.

[Preliminary intelligence: Siam Ghost King Chaipon is suspected of being linked to a transnational criminal syndicate in Southeast Asia. He is skilled in black magic, ghost control, and curses. He owns multiple properties, which appear to be legitimate. Recently, individuals under his name have had unusual entry records and their whereabouts are unknown. We advise caution. Attached are known physical characteristics and information on some associated individuals.]

"Holy crap! So fast?"

Zhang Shaozhong was startled; the efficiency of this official channel was just too high!

He quickly handed his phone to Ling Qingxue next to him and Ye Meier in the back seat.

Ye Meier glanced at it and curled her lip: "That's it? Not even a specific whereabouts. We have to rely on ourselves to be vigilant?"

Ling Qingxue, however, observed carefully, scanning the information in the attachment with her divine sense and memorizing it. Then she said calmly, "Having this information is already quite remarkable. At least we know what they look like, so we can take some precautions. It's better than the blind men and the elephant."

Zhang Shaozhong nodded, feeling much more at ease.

Knowing what the enemy looks like is better than being completely clueless.

He carefully put his phone away; it was a treasure now.

Back in the courtyard, the three of them immediately felt the faint but continuous nourishment of spiritual energy brought by the Spirit Gathering Array.

Although it cannot compare to those legendary blessed lands, it is worlds apart from the outside world.

"Make the most of your time to cultivate!"

Zhang Shaozhong was full of energy, determined to improve as much as possible before trouble came knocking!

He sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, holding the jade embryo that had become quite dull, and once again activated the Chaos Technique.

With his previous experience, he guided and fused spiritual energy much faster this time. The gray energy flow in his dantian slowly grew stronger, steadily advancing towards the peak of the mid-stage Qi Refining realm.

Ling Qingxue then began to try refining "Clear Heart Dew".

Instead of using a pressure cooker, she found a purple clay teapot that Zhang Shaozhong had bought, put several common medicinal herbs in a specific ratio, and carefully controlled the heat and the fusion of medicinal power by circulating spiritual energy through her fingertips.

A faint medicinal fragrance wafted through the air, carrying a cool and calming scent.

Seeing that the two of them were busy, and having nothing else to do, Ye Meier wandered to a corner of the courtyard and began to practice her unpredictable movements and killing techniques.

His figure moved like a ghost, darting and shifting within a small space, leaving behind afterimages. Occasionally, he would strike with lightning speed, his fingertips wielding demonic energy that drew sharp screechs through the air.

The courtyard was once again filled with the tense atmosphere of cultivation.

However, this calm lasted for less than two hours.

Suddenly, Ye Meier, who was practicing her movements, abruptly stopped and turned her head to look in a certain direction outside the courtyard. Her eyes instantly became sharp as knives, and the lazy aura around her vanished, replaced by a cold killing intent!

Almost simultaneously, Ling Qingxue also suddenly opened her eyes, the lid of the purple clay teapot in her hand trembling slightly. Her cool gaze was directed in the same direction as Ye Meier's, her brows furrowing slightly.

Startled by their sudden reaction, Zhang Shaozhong stopped cultivating and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"A bug is creeping over here!"

Night Enchantress licked her lips, a hint of excitement and cruelty in her eyes. "The aura... carries a sinister curry scent, somewhat similar to that Basong from last time, but much weaker!"

Ling Qingxue stood up, her divine sense spreading outwards like mercury, instantly locking onto her targets: "Three people. Stealthy in the woods a hundred meters away, carrying sinister artifacts, their intentions are malicious. Their cultivation... is all mediocre, comparable to the early stage of Qi Refining."

Zhang Shaozhong's heart tightened!

They came knocking on our door so quickly?

Is he one of the Siamese Ghost King's men?

"What should I do?" he asked instinctively, as the chaotic energy within his body began to circulate automatically.

"What do we do?" Ye Meier cracked her neck, then grinned maliciously. "Of course... kill them! Perfect for testing our skills!"

Ling Qingxue raised her hand to stop her: "Wait. Bloodshed is not advisable here; it could easily cause trouble."

She looked at Zhang Shaozhong, her eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny: "Shaozhong, your cultivation has just advanced, and you need real combat experience to hone it. These three are weak, so you can handle them. Mei'er and I will cover for you and also check on your recent progress."

Zhang Shaozhong was stunned, pointing to himself: "Me...me alone? Against three?"

"What? Scared?"

Ye Meier raised an eyebrow. "They're just three small fry. With your current Chaos Qi, beating them up is child's play! Don't be a coward!"

Seeing the "I'm rooting for you" expressions on the faces of the two big shots, Zhang Shaozhong knew he couldn't avoid this hurdle.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the tension in his heart. Chaotic energy surged within him, and a sense of power coursed through his entire body.

“Okay! I’ll go!” His eyes hardened, and he got up and walked out.

"etc!"

Ye Meier stopped him and tossed him something, "Use this, but don't make too much noise."

Zhang Shaozhong caught it and saw that it was actually a... brick?

It feels heavy in your hand, and there seem to be some blurry patterns engraved on it.

"This is……"

"The 'Soul-Suppressing Brick' that I used to refine for fun, I'd put energy into it and throw it, aiming for the back of the head, guaranteed to knock someone out instantly, without leaving any external injuries!"

Night Enchantress proudly introduced herself.

Zhang Shaozhong: "..." This witch's magic weapon is really... down-to-earth!

Without further hesitation, he infused a wisp of chaotic energy into the "Soul-Suppressing Brick," and felt the brick warm slightly, as if it had become a little lighter.

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