Chapter 352: Chapter 107: Storms in the Late Night and Early Dawn [Ten Thousand Words]
From time to time, he rubbed his hands together and blew on them.
But he didn’t leave, seemingly waiting for something.
His eyes flickered in places others couldn’t see, and he turned his head, his gaze unintentionally scanning in four directions.
After confirming there was no threat to him, he lowered his head and quietly waited.
The four people hidden in the dark communicated about the Five Spirits Gu.
"It seems this old man is the one Yixin Sect sends resources to Yemo, got to say, he’s acting the part well."
"I have to admit, the talent from the subordinate sects really is plentiful. Look at this old guy, if I hadn’t known beforehand, I wouldn’t have been able to tell he’s one of our sect, not just a beggar."
"Indeed, this is their survival rule. If not, it would be death."
"That’s true."
"It’s almost three quarters past midnight. Why hasn’t Yemo arrived yet?"
"Wait a little longer. If he doesn’t come, we will leave tonight. If Yemo doesn’t come, it means our whereabouts have been exposed, and we must leave immediately."
"The Third Young Miss is right."
"I’ve carefully sensed, and there’s no ambush from the Guardian Hall around."
"Mm."
...
Time passed bit by bit.
The deeper into the night, the stronger the cold wind became, whistling over the top of their heads, making a wailing sound like ten thousand ghosts crying together.
Especially when it swept over the treetops, the sound was enough to frighten a timid person’s soul away.
With a gust of piercing cold wind.
The world seemed to suddenly turn frigid.
At the end of the long street.
A dark figure suddenly appeared.
Step by step, walking quickly.
The four people were mentally shocked.
He’s here!
The man approaching had a fierce expression, a face full of beard, though not tall, each step he took was like a mountain moving.
Composed and imposing, he moved with the grace and strength of a dragon or tiger.
Though he didn’t display any cultivation, anyone could see he was not someone to be trifled with.
Moreover, the aura of ’treating human life like grass’ was exceptionally apparent.
One person arriving, the momentum was overwhelming!
"It’s Yemo! Indeed, what an imposing presence."
Even though the four were determined to kill Yemo, seeing such a presence made them secretly admire him.
Yemo approached the mouth of the alley, raised his head and seemed to sense the surroundings.
The four held their breath and kept silent.
Then Yemo said, "The delivery?"
"Yes."
"Wasn’t it supposed to be in the alley?"
The old beggar rasped, "It’s a bit unclean in there."
"You’ve waited long."
Under the moonlight, Yemo revealed a smile.
"Not too bad."
The old beggar took a bundle off his shoulder, saying, "This is..."
At that moment...
A sarcastic laugh, like ice shards falling onto a frozen surface: "Yemo? A pleasure to finally meet, it’s been quite difficult."
Opposite, Li Mengyun emerged from the darkness and directly stood in front of Yemo, an icy killing intent on her face.
Three others revealed themselves from behind and to the sides.
Completely blocking Yemo’s every retreat.
"Yemo, tonight is your death night!"
Filled with hatred, Li Mengyun glared at Yemo, gritting her teeth: "Do you still remember the Cultivating Gu to Become a God Plan, the tens of thousands of souls? They’ve been waiting for you day and night! Tonight, it’s time for you to go!"
Yemo stood firm, his eyes indifferent as he looked at them, finally smiling after hearing this.
"Hehehe..."
He chuckled at himself and coldly said, "So this is indeed a trap."
He slowly unsheathed his sword with a reverse grip, speaking to the old beggar in front of him: "You should strike too. I’m doomed tonight. But to die in such a plot is also worth it."
The old beggar straightened up, eyes full of anger and a bit of confusion.
What’s going on?
These damn... these four ants are actually here to ambush Yemo?
Where did they come from?
Thought they were from the Guardian Hall, but this doesn’t seem like it.
Meanwhile, Fang Che was communicating with the Five Spirits Gu, cursing Hei Yao on the other side.
"Hei Yao, you truly live up to being the most insidious of the younger generation at headquarters. This trap you set is well done! Must admit, I admire you; to draw me out from tens of thousands of miles away and calmly plot to kill me!"
"To die at the hands of someone like you, I suppose it isn’t in vain for me, Yemo."
"Well-planned! Excellent strategy! The Chen family is truly impressive!"
Then sent a message to Yan Beihan: "Mr. Yan’s warning was spot on, I indeed came to meet Hei Yao, and indeed fell into an ambush. I, Yemo, die without regret tonight."
"It’s an honor to die under the joint plot of the two great geniuses at Weiwo Sect Headquarters, to have both Vice Sect Master’s heirs plot against me, I, Yemo, die without grievance!"
"I was just too greedy, Yemo. Yan Beihan, I truly trusted the wrong person!"
...
Fang Che was well aware of one thing.
With the arrangement to meet tonight, whether Hei Yao or Yan Beihan, they were both definitely waiting for news.
So, they would not engage in other activities tonight, nor could they rest or practice.
They were surely keeping watch.
Even if one was busy, the other would definitely be there!
Indeed, Hei Yao’s message came immediately: "Yemo, what’s going on? You’ve misunderstood!"
Fang Che sneered but did not reply.
Yan Beihan’s message came, shocked and angry: "What? An ambush? Yemo, what’s going on?"
Fang Che also did not reply.
Just coldly smirking while watching Li Mengyun advance slowly, sword energy buzzing in his hand, emitting a sound of intersecting sword qi.
Clearly, he was prepared to fight desperately.
