Mu Menzhu had long lost his composure, only knowing to nod repeatedly, "Very good, very good, arrange it immediately."

Before long, the Tiangong Sect was filled with the sounds of hammering and digging. Mi Tianyue, annoyed by the commotion, strode to the door, pointed at the Tiangong Sect disciples, and cursed, "Are you all sick? Why are you digging so frantically? Are you in such a hurry to renovate your ancestral tombs?"

"Tian Yue, come back!" Ling said calmly, "Ghostly tricks can only make people laugh. No need to bother with them."

Mi Tianyue slammed the door shut and stood right there. A Tiangong Sect disciple shouted, "Put some effort into it! Smash it harder!"

Before long, dust and smoke filled the courtyard of the Tiangong Sect. Mi Tianyue also silently appeared next to Huang Tiangong, startling him. "How did you get here?"

Huang Tiangong glanced towards the study and saw Mi Tianyue standing at the door with her arms crossed.

Huang Tiangong's eyes widened. "You... over there..."

"What kind of assassin would I be if I didn't have some skills! Enough nonsense. What's the situation with the Mu family?" Mi Tianyue asked, taking out her laptop from her backpack. "I need to hack into the Mu family's system. Cover me."

"This way!" Huang Tiangong led her into a nearby room. "Don't worry, it's very safe here. You can do whatever you want."

Huang Tiangong chose a place that was only a wall away from Mu Menzhu, but Mi Tianyue sat down and opened her computer without a care.

Huang Tiangong glanced outside from time to time. "The Mu family is coming... they're coming in batches. How's it going on your end?"

"Shut up!" Mi Tianyue snapped. "Don't distract me from my work. If you're worried, you can follow the people who leave and see what happens."

Huang Tiangong gently knocked on the window twice, and the Tiangong Sect disciples hidden in the shadows silently retreated.

Huang Tiangong knew: Ling was using the simplest method to outsmart the strongest experts.

Ling's plan, when you got down to it, was to exploit their unwillingness, resentment, and refusal to accept defeat.

Mu Menzhu wanted to obtain Ling's unique secret techniques for nothing, but not only did he fail, but he also lost his own. Mu Menzhu had essentially made the worst deal of his life. He would definitely be unwilling!

The opportunity for the Mu family's secret techniques to reach a new level was right in front of them. The Mu family could see it but couldn't touch it. They could only exchange it back after an hour. Generations of pursuit were within reach, but vanished before their eyes. He would definitely be resentful!

In particular, there was the matter of spiritual objects choosing their masters. *Qu Zhi Gui Shen* (Finger Reckoning of Ghosts and Gods) chose Ling as its master, but disdained the Mu family. Mu Menzhu was also a grandmaster of his generation, but he was so scorned by a lifeless object. He would definitely refuse to accept it!

Furthermore, Ling had sealed off all possibilities of retaliation when signing the ghost-god contract.

Unless the Mu family could completely memorize the contents of the secret manual within an hour, no matter how unwilling Mu Menzhu was, he could only accept the result.

Just as Ling had calculated, the Mu family members entered the study in batches and quickly left. Mu Menzhu became increasingly agitated, even to the point of standing at the door and cursing.

What he didn't know was that the family disciples he cursed away were already on a one-way trip.

The disciples Huang Tiangong sent out watched as the first group of Mu family disciples walked down the mountain. Four men in suits and top hats quietly followed behind them. When they got close, they slid short-handled axes out of their sleeves and violently struck the backs of their heads.

The disciple, even though he was more than ten meters away, was still startled by the sound of the axe cracking skulls.

The four assassins took down all the Mu family disciples in just a few breaths. They quickly dragged the bodies into the roadside bushes. After a while, the dead Mu family disciples walked out again and quickly left, following their original route.

From killing, dragging corpses, to the Mu family disciples reappearing, it only took less than half a minute.

Out of curiosity, the Tiangong Sect disciple quietly sneaked into the bushes where the assassins had hidden the bodies.

Even though he had personally witnessed the assassination, he still had a hard time digging up a corpse with a white paper covering its face from the soil.

The white paper covering the corpse's face had two words written on it: "Get lost!"

The disciple hesitated for a long time before trembling and lifting the white paper. But what he saw was a corpse with its face peeled off. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground. After a long while, he ran back to the Tiangong Sect, scrambling all the way.

Huang Tiangong listened to the disciple's report and looked at Mi Tianyue in horror. The latter said calmly, "The client's intention is to eliminate the roots. I'm just doing business according to the client's request. Is there a problem?"

Huang Tiangong tentatively said, "If you don't leave any survivors, aren't you afraid you won't be able to find the Mu family's lair?"

Mi Tianyue smiled. "Sometimes, the dead are more useful than the living. Didn't I already peel off their faces? That face can tell me how to find the Mu family. You don't have to worry about the rest."