"Oh? Is that really how it is? Then let's give it a try."

Qiao Yu's smile widened. He hadn't understood why the system had indicated that the Fang Tian Halberd had re-locked onto its target.

Now he understood. It turned out that the old dimwit Tang Wumou wasn't dead yet.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself! Then try it, go ahead and try! Only then will you know what true despair is!"

The sneer on Tang Wumou's lips deepened. He was in Qin Xuan's body now. How could any damned Fang Tian Halberd possibly be effective against him?

"Here I come, then. Mine is quite big, you'll have to bear with it."

Qiao Yu stomped on the ground with force, creating a large pit. Wielding the Fang Tian Halberd, he leaped high into the air, then slashed down fiercely at Tang Wumou.

Tang Wumou's expression was initially disdainful, but then his face changed slightly, and an incredulous look appeared in his eyes. The expression on his face became somewhat unbelievable.

Then, the incredulity turned directly into unparalleled terror.

Because Tang Wumou suddenly realized that when the Fang Tian Halberd was about to strike him, that feeling had returned!

Tang Wumou felt it, it was back, he felt it all returning, that same feeling of helplessness and weakness.

It was a pity there were no cameras in the depths of the Soul Cleansing Ancient House, otherwise Tang Wumou's changing expressions could have been used as teaching material at the Beijing Film Academy.

"What kind of weapon is this? How can it lock onto souls?" Tang Wumou was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body, and even his voice became sharp.

Then, he abruptly threw the Qin family member in his hand toward Qiao Yu to block the attack.

As luck would have it, the person Tang Wumou threw was none other than the Little Sword God, Qin Hao.

"Qiao Yu, stop! It's me, it's me! We're even classmates from Kyoto University!" Qin Hao cried out in alarm.

But Qiao Yu's downward slash not only didn't slow down, but it actually sped up, and a joyful smile appeared on his face.

"Qin Hao, is it? Don't worry! I know you must have a selfless heart, willing to dedicate yourself to the Qin family. The Qin family will definitely remember your contributions to the Qin family. Rest in peace!"

Qin Hao's face turned pale with fright, and he immediately imitated Teacher Tom, closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Perhaps closing his eyes would make him feel less pain. The pain of being split in two that he imagined never came.

Qin Hao opened his eyes, touched his body, and a look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

"I'm alive! I'm still alive and well!"

Qiao Yu also frowned in confusion. He had indeed just used the Fang Tian Halberd to strike Qin Hao.

But the Fang Tian Halberd had passed directly through Qin Hao's body, as if Qin Hao didn't exist.

This strange scene puzzled Qiao Yu greatly.

Could it be that because Tang Wumou only had his soul left, the Fang Tian Halberd had also become a weapon that only attacked souls?

Qiao Yu didn't think too deeply about it. He just needed to kill Tang Wumou.

The 'Recognizing the Thief as Father' card had already been used up. The only purpose of the D-grade weapon, the Fang Tian Halberd, was to kill Tang Wumou with a single strike.

Seeing this, Tang Wumou didn't hesitate at all, and turned around to flee.

The two words 'afraid of death' had long been engraved in Tang Wumou's DNA sequence. Continuing to live was Tang Wumou's eternal goal.

Apart from living, Tang Wumou could give up everything else.

"Damn, you want to run?"

Qiao Yu's eyes narrowed.

"Undead Swap!"

A skeleton soldier swapped places with Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu instantly appeared on Tang Wumou's path.

Tang Wumou slammed on the brakes.

Then, he punched the ceiling above him.

The underground space of the Soul Cleansing Ancient House instantly trembled violently, and countless gravel and dust fell, making the visibility in the underground space extremely low.

Then, a passage leading to the outside world was opened up by Tang Wumou, and Tang Wumou rushed upwards without hesitation.

Just when Tang Wumou thought he was about to escape, a huge vine descended from the sky and sent him flying back.

Looking at the green vine, Qiao Yu suddenly had a familiar feeling.

At this moment, a soft, boneless body quietly pressed against Qiao Yu's back, and then a fragrant voice sounded in his ear.

"Qiao Yu, long time no see. Did you miss me?"

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Yu felt his ear being enveloped by a warm, moist place, and a playful little tongue was constantly sweeping across his ear.

The inexperienced Qiao Yu couldn't handle this at all and jumped up in fright.

"Damn? Who's ambushing me?"

Qiao Yu turned his head abruptly and saw Tang Lan's charming, smiling face.

"Tang Lan? Why are you so persistent?" Qiao Yu was stunned.

"Have you forgotten our past experiences so quickly?渣男 (zhā nán - scumbag)!"

Tang Lan gave Qiao Yu a resentful look, then pointed to Qiao Yu's chest.

"Your heart has my original wood seed in it."

"Shut up! The only experience I had with you was being dragged out while I was halfway through taking a dump!"

Qiao Yu was covered in black lines at the thought of this. Tang Lan was too elusive; one day she would scare him into having a heart attack!

"Don't be like that, Brother Qiao Yu. Speaking of which, I still have to thank you."

Tang Lan smiled sweetly, but the smile was filled with icy coldness.

"If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have known that my good grandfather was still alive."

Tang Lan raised her head and stared straight at Qin Xuan's face.

Although this face wasn't Tang Wumou's, Tang Lan couldn't possibly forget the look in those eyes.

She was too familiar with this look. It was the look that her good grandfather had, so familiar that Tang Lan wanted to gouge out those eyeballs with her own hands.

"So it's my good granddaughter."

Tang Wumou looked at Tang Lan, and there was no hint of affection in his eyes, only a forced smile.

"Yes, my good grandfather. I'm here to send you to your death. I want to attend your funeral banquet." Tang Lan also smiled sweetly. Both grandfather and granddaughter were ruthless people with extremely deep cultivation.

"Heh, you've grown up." Tang Wumou laughed.

"Heh, definitely." Tang Lan also laughed.

Then, the grandfather and granddaughter attacked each other fiercely.

In the time since they had last met, Tang Lan's strength had actually advanced to the King Realm, which made Qiao Yu click his tongue in amazement.

Unfortunately, Tang Lan's King Realm strength was clearly not enough to face Tang Wumou, the scheming Emperor Realm expert.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly. Just as he was about to join the fight, Tang Lan stopped him.

"Qiao Yu! Don't come over! This is a family matter of the Tang family, and I must kill him with my own hands!"

Tang Lan's pretty face was full of stubbornness. The blood feud of the entire Tang family had long since transformed her. She had to use Tang Wumou's head to comfort the spirits of the Tang family in heaven.

"With my blood, I sacrifice to the Wood God!"

Tang Lan let out a sharp cry, and the green vines instantly turned blood red, like crystal clear amber.

Then, the power and speed of the vines increased to another level, chasing after Tang Wumou and stabbing him.

"This... alright, then I promise not to interfere in your battle."

Qiao Yu agreed. Then, he picked up the Fang Tian Halberd and started practicing with it on the sidelines, occasionally making 'ha ha' sounds, and occasionally casting murderous glances at Tang Wumou.

This behavior made Tang Wumou frown. After all, the Fang Tian Halberd in Qiao Yu's hand could kill him with a single strike.

In addition to dealing with the rampaging Tang Lan, he also had to spare half of his energy to prevent Qiao Yu from suddenly attacking him.

Over time, Tang Wumou was actually suppressed in the battle against Tang Lan!

"Boy, that's enough! I've been putting up with you for a long time!"

Under this state of mental tension, Tang Wumou quickly couldn't hold it in any longer and shouted at Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"What's wrong with me? I haven't disturbed your grandfather-granddaughter duel. You two fight your battle, why are you bothering me?"

"You call this not disturbing? Then what are you doing, waving the Fang Tian Halberd around there?" Tang Wumou rebuked.

Qiao Yu was unhappy when he heard this and immediately retorted.

"As everyone knows, I, Qiao Yu, am a necromancer. As a necromancer who likes Lü Bu very much, it's reasonable for me to practice with the Fang Tian Halberd in my spare time to strengthen my body, right?"