Back at the Chu Zhou villa, everyone gathered around.
"Dad, are you alright!"
Yang Zixin exclaimed, "You scared me to death! I thought you were really in trouble!"
"How could your old man be in trouble!"
With a faint smile, Yang Shiwen said directly, "However, thanks to Xiao Fan. If he hadn't arrived in time, I might have been in grave danger."
"Xiao Fan, we have to thank you again this time!"
Yang Shiyun smiled, "But these people are too powerful! To be able to enter Chu Zhou City at will, and even do such things!"
"These people are indeed not ordinary!"
Lu Fan said, "You all shouldn't live in Chu Zhou City anymore. Just go directly to Long Du! This way, it will be safer."
"Go to Long Du?"
Yang Shiwen frowned, "That probably isn't too good! After all, we are not people of Long Du. If we go to Long Du, wouldn't we be looked down upon!"
"Second Uncle, look at what you're saying. Although we are not from Long Du, why can't we live in Long Du?"
Yang Shiyun said helplessly, "Moreover, it is safer for us to live in Long Du, which is more beneficial for us!"
"But..."
Yang Shiwen frowned, "I have many industries in Chu Zhou, how can I leave so easily."
"I will send people to take over. Second Uncle, you don't need to worry!"
Lu Fan said, " In the entire country, Long Du is now the safest place. If you can live in Long Du, I can also be at ease!"
"Listen to Xiao Fan!"
Elder Mrs. Yang said, "We'll do whatever Xiao Fan tells us to do. After all, what happened today was indeed somewhat alarming."
With these words, Yang Shiwen no longer insisted and could only nod slightly. He knew very well their current predicament.
They could be abducted within the city and almost lose their lives. If it were any more dangerous, they might not even be alive.
New Year's Eve was not peaceful for everyone. By the next morning, everyone had packed their belongings.
Yang Shiwen was even more reluctant. This was, after all, the home he had lived in for a long time, and leaving now inevitably brought nostalgia.
Meanwhile, within the Ghost Hall, Hei and Bai Wuchang's expressions were extremely grim upon learning of Hei Yu's death. No matter what, Hei Yu was their golden-level fighter, and to have him perish like this was like losing an arm.
"How did you do your jobs? The three divine swords have not been obtained yet!"
A hoarse voice sounded. From the depths of the hall, an old woman walked over slowly, leaning on a cane. The aura she exuded made people tremble, and even Hei and Bai Wuchang felt a chill down their spines.
"Your subordinates, your subordinates have failed. As long as you give us more time, we will definitely obtain the three divine swords!"
Hei and Bai Wuchang said repeatedly, "Please, Meng Po, give us more time. We will never fail to live up to the Hall Master's expectations!"
"Hmph!"
Meng Po struck the ground with her golden vajra pestle. Hei and Bai Wuchang were sent flying, looking quite disheveled, but they dared not complain and quickly knelt down.
"I'm telling you, if you cannot seize the divine swords, and the Hall Master blames us, no one will be able to protect you!"
"Your subordinates understand, your subordinates understand!"
Hei and Bai Wuchang nodded one after another, not daring to delay in the slightest. They knew very well how terrifying the Hall Master's strength was, and they were not someone they could offend.
"If there are any difficulties, you can tell me directly!"
Meng Po said coldly, "This old woman has not moved her old bones for a long time!"
"Elder Meng Po, we have been staying in the Ghost Hall and dare not act personally because someone is pursuing us, otherwise we would not have repeatedly failed." Bai Wuchang said, "If this person can be dealt with, we will surely be able to find the three divine swords quickly!"
"Who is it that can stop your movements?"
Meng Po frowned, her gaze becoming even colder. "As the Hei and Bai Wuchang of the Ghost Hall, apart from the people from the five great ancient clans, I'm afraid no one can make you so apprehensive."
"Elder Meng Po is right!"
Hei and Bai Wuchang quickly cupped their fists. "This person is from the Ye Clan. His strength is extraordinary, and it's not something we can handle. Moreover, he stays near the Ghost Hall. If we go out, our lives might be in danger."
"Someone from the Ye Clan? No wonder they dare to be so blatant!"
Meng Po narrowed her eyes. "Take me to meet him!"
Hei and Bai Wuchang glanced at each other, then smiled and turned, stepping out of the Ghost Hall. With Meng Po there to hold the fort, they were fearless.
However, upon arriving outside the Ghost Hall, they did not sense any aura. It seemed that the person from the Ye Clan had already left.
"What's going on?"
Meng Po said coldly, "Didn't you say that person was right outside this Ghost Hall?"
"This... we don't know. He should be around here."
Bai Wuchang said, "I don't know why he's gone!"
However, at that moment, a powerful aura suddenly locked onto them, accompanied by gusts of wind.
"You two still dare to come out? You have quite the guts!"
An old man stepped through the air, radiating a powerful aura, his expression appearing cold.
At this moment, Hei and Bai Wuchang frowned and retreated behind Meng Po. "Elder Meng Po, it's him, it's him!"
"So it's you!"
Meng Po looked at Old Man Ye San. "It's been many years!"
"So it's Elder Meng Po!"
Old Man Ye San smiled. "I really didn't expect to see you here."
"This is the stronghold of my Ghost Hall. Isn't it normal to see me here?" Meng Po said with a cold laugh. "But you're so old now, I really can't tell!"
"Am I old?"
Old Man Ye San shrugged his shoulders. "Look what you're saying. You've turned into an old woman, yet you call me old. Have you not looked in the mirror for the past decade or so!"
"Presumptuous!"
Meng Po's voice was icy. The staff in her hand carried a terrifying momentum, her gaze fixed on Old Man Ye San.
"You lost to me by half a move back then. Do you still want to win against me today?" Old Man Ye San said indifferently.
Hei and Bai Wuchang were slightly surprised. They didn't know that Meng Po and Old Man Ye San had fought before, and that she had lost to Old Man Ye San.
"That's ancient history!"
Meng Po said with a cold laugh. "If you can return to the Ye Clan alive today, it will be a great fortune!"
After speaking, Meng Po transformed into a streak of light and lunged towards Old Man Ye San, creating a powerful gust of wind wherever she passed.
Feeling this formidable aura, Hei and Bai Wuchang were greatly alarmed. Such immense power left them feeling suffocated.
"Is this the power of a true Battle Saint?"
Muttering to themselves, Hei and Bai Wuchang were incredibly astonished and envious. They had been in the Half-Saint realm for years, unable to break through to the Saint realm.