From the gray-robed man’s sudden appearance and simultaneous attack on Han Li with the sinister youth, to Han Li’s counterattack and killing of the two, only two or three breaths of time passed.

Two arrogant Core Formation stage cultivators had actually fallen so easily here, shocking everyone present, including the Yu family and the black-clad men.

Especially the last white light that shot out of Han Li's mouth, appearing and disappearing without a trace, instantly killing the sinister youth who had already escaped to the horizon, coupled with someone shouting "Sword Cultivator," caused the group of black-clad men to be terrified. They no longer dared to linger and hurriedly summoned their magical artifacts, fleeing the Yu residence as if their lives depended on it.

One had to know that in the Spirit寰界, sword cultivators could easily crush cultivators of the same rank, and with the extremely fast speed of flying swords, they could kill people invisibly. If they didn't leave now, they wouldn't be able to escape later.

In an instant, the courtyard of the Yu residence's main residence was filled with the light of magical artifacts, and more than a dozen flying shuttles soared into the sky, fleeing in all directions.

Han Li didn't even look at these people, only glanced in the direction of the sinister youth's remains, his brow slightly furrowed, a thoughtful look appearing on his face.

As a result, the Yu family members looked at each other, none daring to interrupt. As for the three enshrined protectors, including the black-clad young woman, they didn't even dare to breathe loudly at this moment.

Bai Shi Zhenren, on the other hand, secretly glanced at Han Li. After a moment of hesitation, he waved his right hand violently towards the fleeing black-clad cultivators.

Only to see his sleeve slightly bulge, and a golden long rope shot out like a poisonous snake leaving its cave, suddenly coiling in mid-air, then quickly flying back.

With a "bang," sound.

A thin, black-clad cultivator was captured by the golden rope in mid-air, bound like a dumpling, and slammed onto the ground in front of Han Li.

"Spare… spare my life…" The black-clad cultivator fell to the ground, ignoring the pain. Seeing Han Li in front of him, he immediately struggled to beg for mercy.

"Do you know this Heavenly Ghost Sect?" Han Li didn't look at the black-clad cultivator in front of him, but turned to Bai Shi Zhenren and asked.

"The Heavenly Ghost Sect and the Cold Flame Sect are both top sects in the Spirit寰界." Bai Shi Zhenren glanced at Miss Seven, then cautiously replied.

"How many people did the Heavenly Ghost Sect send to Mingyuan City this time?" Han Li nodded and looked down at the black-clad man.

"Reporting… reporting to senior, as far as I know, there are only these people who came to the Yu residence." The black-clad cultivator struggled to sit up and hurriedly replied.

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He only saw that the tall young man's gaze suddenly became extremely cold, his dark eyes suddenly becoming incredibly huge, turning into two bottomless black vortexes, as if he would be swallowed up immediately if he dared to utter even half a lie.

This feeling was fleeting, but it made his hair stand on end, and the clothes on his back were already soaked with cold sweat.

"Senior, please calm your anger, everything I said is true! We are just outer sect disciples. Coming to the Prime Minister's residence was only acting under orders. As for whether there are other disciples of this sect in the city, I really don't know." The black-clad cultivator wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but he couldn't because he was bound by the golden rope, so he could only deeply lower his head.

"Acting under orders! Whose orders?" Han Li glanced at the sinister youth's corpse in the distance and asked faintly.

"Yes, he… he is called Qi Minghao. He is an inner sect disciple of this sect, extremely talented, and highly valued by the sect. He also has a clan uncle who is an elder of this sect. With this backing, we really don't dare to disobey his orders. If I had known that the Yu residence had a senior protecting it, even if you gave me a hundred guts, I would never have dared to step into the Yu residence." The black-clad cultivator nodded repeatedly, continuing to beg.

Miss Seven had already walked over at some point, her eyes slightly red, and asked, "So what Qi Minghao said before was all true? My father and the others are already…"

"We outer sect disciples are not qualified to participate in the Fengdu matter, but as far as I know, it's about the same as what Qi Minghao said." The black-clad cultivator answered somewhat nervously.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yu closed her eyes, and two tears quickly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Among the Yu family women and children, there was another burst of mournful sobbing.

"Since your Heavenly Ghost Sect has already taken over the Feng Kingdom and controlled the original royal family, why do you have to exterminate my Yu clan?" After reopening her beautiful eyes, Miss Seven asked with a painful expression.

"This is the sect's usual practice. In order to completely control the Feng Kingdom, the royal relatives who had ties with the Cold Flame Sect before, as well as the families of ministers loyal to the original royal family, will all be bloodily cleansed. The Yu family belongs to this category. Everyone… everyone, please don't blame me for being talkative. That Elder Qi is extremely famous in the sect for protecting his shortcomings. This time his grand-nephew was killed, he will definitely pursue it to the end. Even we outer sect disciples who came along will definitely be implicated and brutally murdered by him in his rage." The black-clad cultivator suddenly thought of something and answered tremblingly with a face full of fear.

Upon hearing this, the Yu family members were greatly alarmed, and the expressions of the three surviving protectors, including the black-clad young woman, also became extremely ugly.

"Seventh Sister, what are you talking about so much for? Let's leave quickly too. Don't you have a master in the Cold Flame Sect? Go find her, she will definitely take us in." The dignified Second Young Master of the Yu family no longer had the appearance of a scholar from a noble family in a blue robe, his face covered in tears and dirt, almost begging with a crying voice.

Miss Seven ignored him, raised her sleeve to wipe the tears on her cheeks, walked to Han Li, Liu Le'er, and Bai Shi Zhenren, bowed, and said respectfully, "Thank you three for saving our lives."

Han Li didn't speak, accepting it calmly.

Bai Shi Zhenren just nodded and didn't say much.

"Miss Seven…"

Having also experienced the tragic death of her relatives, Liu Le'er couldn't help but feel emotional at this moment. She wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she didn't know what to say, so she could only utter this sentence and then fell silent.

Miss Seven nodded to her, barely managing a smile.

Afterwards, her face slowly sank, and the previous sad and dejected look gradually disappeared, her face gradually becoming firm, as if she had suddenly transformed from Miss Seven back into Young Master Seven.

A flash of white light appeared in her hand, revealing a snow-white dagger, precisely the one that Han Li had knocked down earlier, and without a word, she stabbed it towards the black-clad cultivator's chest.

"Spare my life…"

As a scream rang out, the foot-long dagger went straight to the hilt.

The black-clad cultivator fell into a pool of blood, his body twitching a few times before he stopped moving.

Seeing this, the other members of the Yu family couldn't help but look at each other.

At this moment, Miss Seven looked at the remaining dozen or so survivors and said resolutely:

"The Yu family's misfortune has become a reality. Even with the Cold Flame Sect as our backing, we won't be able to recover in a day or two. All members of my Yu family will follow me to the Cold Flame Sect. As for the others, those who are unwilling to follow can take silver from the mansion's treasury later and leave on their own."

The Yu family women and children, who had been extremely frightened and uneasy, finally calmed their minds, stopped their low sobbing, and gradually settled down.

Seeing this, Han Li couldn't help but take a deep look at this Miss Seven.

"As for the protectors, you have risked your lives today to protect my Yu family, which is a great kindness. If you want to leave, you can choose a few treasures from the mansion to take with you. But if you are willing to continue escorting us to the Cold Flame Sect, I will have another reward for you in the future." Afterwards, Miss Seven turned her gaze to the black-clad young woman and the others and spoke.

Upon hearing this, the black-clad young woman and the others looked at each other, appearing very hesitant, their eyes glancing towards Han Li and Bai Shi Zhenren.

Seeing this, Miss Seven couldn't help but look at Han Li, suddenly feeling enlightened. After a thought, she immediately walked over a few steps, performed a curtsey, and said

"Brother Liu, although I don't know your origins, I can tell that you are a true senior expert. Ordinary treasures are probably difficult to catch your eye. I am willing to offer a Jiaoyuan Pearl passed down through generations of my clan as a reward, hoping that you can escort us to the Cold Flame Sect." Miss Seven stared directly at Han Li, speaking sincerely.

Jiaoyuan Pearl!

Upon hearing this, Bai Shi Zhenren's eyebrows twitched, and a hint of greed surfaced in his eyes, but when the corner of his eye caught Han Li, the thought in his heart immediately vanished.

"Seventh Sister, are you crazy? You can't just mention the Jiaoyuan Pearl!" The Yu family's Second Young Master exclaimed in alarm.

"The Yu family is about to be gone, what does a mere Jiaoyuan Pearl matter? As long as Brother Liu agrees, I will go to the secret vault to retrieve this pearl, how about it?" Miss Seven ignored him completely, staring at Han Li with her beautiful eyes unblinking, speaking calmly.