I Can Merge Techniques

Chapter 449: Chapter 150: Breaking Limit, Ghost Fire Burning Soul Sacrifice Skill; Breakthrough, Yin Demon Observing Lotus Divine Power Realm

Testing his Martial Arts was only one reason.

His true goal was to find Fierce Souls and Spirits for his Ten Thousand Souls Banner!

A martial artist at the Acupoint Realm, Second Heaven, and two Demon Puppets comparable to the Acupoint Realm, Second Heaven... How could he let them go?

Not to mention the hefty bounty...

If he let the experts from the Six Gates, the Demon Suppression Bureau, or other sects and Noble Families steal the credit, wouldn’t that be a huge loss?

If he weren’t wary of his Martial Uncle Mo Yunzi, he would have returned to the Chaotic Stone Forest right now to perform Refinement on those Demon Puppets as well!

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The moonlight was like water, its cold brilliance spilling across the ground.

Only a few lonely stars remained in the night sky, stubbornly adorning it with faint glimmers of light.

In a courtyard deep within the Zhang Residence in Qing Province, an exquisite octagonal pavilion was bathed in the chilly moonlight.

Outside the pavilion, bamboo shadows danced, rustling as the wind passed through.

On the stone table inside, a set of expensive Zisha clay teaware was laid out. Wisps of steam rose, carrying the refreshing scent of tea.

Zhang Ling’Er wore a luxurious, moon-white long dress. The hem was embroidered with intricate silver-threaded cloud patterns that shimmered with a faint halo in the moonlight.

She sat upright on a stone stool, her posture elegant. Yet, her nation-toppling beauty was tinged with an innate coldness and arrogance.

Zhang Ling’Er gently pinched the smooth Jade Cup, her gaze shifting as if lost in thought.

Her personal maid, Xiaocui, held her breath, carefully lifting the teapot and pouring the amber-colored tea into the cup, her movements so light she dared not make a sound.

Just then, a wisp of eerie black smoke rose from the pavilion floor without any warning.

The black smoke seemed to have a Spirituality of its own. It twisted and coiled, finally stretching out in the moonlight to coalesce into the form of a slender woman wrapped in black Night Traveler’s Clothes.

Her face was covered with a black cloth, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes, like an abyss that could swallow all light.

The newcomer was one of the Zhang Family’s most mysterious Shadow Guards, Tang Yu.

Upon seeing Tang Yu, Xiaocui immediately lowered her head and stood aside.

Zhang Ling’Er, however, didn’t even raise her eyelids. She simply used the cup lid to gently skim the foam off the tea and asked in a cold voice, "What did you find?"

"Reporting to the Young Miss." Tang Yu’s voice was dry and flat, devoid of any emotion. "The Demon Suppression Bureau sent out troops to find the Demon Suppression Guard, Chu Fan."

"Oh?" Zhang Ling’Er finally set down her tea cup, a flicker of interest in her beautiful eyes. "What trouble has that Chu Fan gotten into now?"

"For some unknown reason, he offended someone from the Demon Dao and is being hunted by a powerful Demon Dao expert." Tang Yu was concise. "My investigation suggests that his pursuer is unaware of his identity as a Demon Suppression Guard."

"The Demon Suppression Bureau has also lost track of him. They’re anxious to send aid but are struggling to find him."

"Interesting. Truly interesting." A playful smile rippled across Zhang Ling’Er’s lips.

She murmured to herself, her voice laced with a thread of joyous cruelty.

A few days ago, she had also made a move, having the Medicine King Valley blacklist the tiny Seven Stars Gang.

She knew that this kind of pressure wouldn’t necessarily be fatal to a low-level faction like the Seven Stars Gang. It was just to disgust Chu Fan and the gang and make them aware of her presence.

This was merely the first step of her plan.

She hadn’t even unleashed Tang Yu, this sharp blade of hers.

Who would have thought someone from the Demon Dao would beat her to it and try to take Chu Fan’s life.

Zhang Ling’Er’s fingertips tapped lightly on the smooth stone table, making a soft TAP, TAP sound. "Who is hunting him?"

Tang Yu answered truthfully, "According to the information I’ve gathered, it should be ’Mo Daozi’ of the Yin Demon Sect."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling’Er couldn’t help but laugh out loud. The crisp sound of her laughter echoed in the quiet night, yet it carried a bone-chilling, sinister air.

"Mo Daozi? It’s actually him?"

Her beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light. "That bastard is a notorious madman—vicious, ruthless, and cruel in his methods. He’s been jointly hunted by the Demon Suppression Bureau and the Six Gates for so long, yet not only has he survived, he’s actually grown more rampant."

’I heard his Cultivation reached the Acupoint Realm, Second Heaven long ago... That brat Chu Fan, did he eat the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard? How dare he provoke such a vicious Demon Dao practitioner?’

’Is he tired of living?’

The smile on Zhang Ling’Er’s face deepened.

’No wonder the Demon Suppression Bureau is so tense, mobilizing troops and making such a big fuss.’

’Before the infamously fearsome Mo Daozi, what does someone like Chu Fan even amount to?’

’He won’t even have a chance to escape, let alone fight back!’

’Besides, Mo Daozi acts with no inhibitions. Countless orthodox experts have died at his hands, and that includes more than a few Demon Suppression Guards.’

’What does the mere identity of a newly promoted Demon Suppression Guard like Chu Fan mean in the eyes of a Demon like that?’

At this thought, the smile on Zhang Ling’Er’s face gradually faded, replaced by a trace of listless boredom.

’I originally saw Chu Fan as a little mouse that had scurried into my territory. I was planning to enjoy a good game of cat and mouse, slowly torturing him, watching him struggle in despair.’

’But now Mo Daozi has shown up like a reckless intruder, stomping on the plaything in my cage and completely ruining my game.’

"Sigh. That Chu Fan really knows how to stir up trouble."

She let out a soft sigh, her tone full of regret. "Offending my Zhang Family wasn’t enough, he even dared to provoke someone from the Yin Demon Sect."

"That Yin Demon Sect... their main gate was smashed years ago, yet they continue to hang on like wretched ghosts in a sewer. Their disciples are more venomous and cunning than the last, and they act so secretively that even their fellow Demon Dao sects avoid them..."

"The Demon Suppression Bureau has been hunting them for so many years and still hasn’t managed to wipe them out."

"This brat named Chu Fan has gotten on their bad side. His life is pretty much over."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ling’Er’s tone shifted, her eyes sharpening. "Has the Demon Suppression Bureau’s surveillance on our Zhang Family gotten stricter lately?"

"Yes," Tang Yu nodded. "The Patriarch sent word that everyone in the family is to lay low for now. There’s no need to clash with the Demon Suppression Bureau at this time."

BANG!

Zhang Ling’Er slammed her hand on the stone table. The smooth Jade Cup trembled, and tea splashed out.