Chapter 1

On the desolate and deserted Ghost Mountain, a bizarre scene was unfolding.

A giant flower nearly three meters tall was actually running wildly. If this scene were filmed and circulated, *Approaching Science* (a CCTV science program) would have to spend three episodes explaining it.

"Don't run!"

Qiao Yu raised his hand, and the Corpse Ancestor Ring was activated with a bang.

The giant flower's running speed noticeably slowed down, and the distance between Qiao Yu and it kept closing.

Seeing that it couldn't escape, the giant flower also became anxious.

It suddenly turned its head and bit at Qiao Yu.

"Damn, no, flower, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth!"

Qiao Yu could smell the rancid stench from the giant flower's mouth from a long distance away.

He grabbed the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade and thrust it upwards. The giant flower's bud was clearly not as hard as the stem, and Qiao Yu directly split a crack in it.

The giant flower, in pain, let out a human-like wail and retreated repeatedly.

"*Shinei!*"

Qiao Yu leaped high, grabbing the Crescent Blade, ready to perform a Daiyu burying flowers (a famous scene from *Dream of the Red Chamber*).

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the giant flower began to shrink violently.

In an instant, the giant flower, which was nearly three meters tall, transformed into an extremely beautiful woman.

Willow leaf eyebrows, melon seed face, large breasts, and fair skin. This stunning beauty was dressed even more scantily, with only three petals covering her vital parts.

As the giant flower transformed into a delicate woman, the strange mist in the sky slowly dissipated.

"Young master, this little demon really knows her mistake, this little demon really dares not anymore. Please, for the sake of my difficult cultivation, please spare me..."

The woman transformed from the giant flower pouted, looking very aggrieved, a truly pitiful sight.

Qiao Yu sneered upon seeing this.

If he hadn't heard this demonic flower chewing on Tang Xiaoxiao's body with his own ears, he probably would have believed her lies.

"Oh? How difficult is your cultivation?" Qiao Yu asked casually.

"Young master, you don't know, it's much harder for us plants to become spirits than it is for those animals. The cultivation time alone is thousands or even tens of thousands of times longer than that of animals..."

The woman spoke as she leaned into Qiao Yu's arms.

Just as she was about to lean into Qiao Yu's arms, she suddenly opened her mouth wide, her mouth full of fangs, sharp and long. Her originally delicate face also began to distort.

The amplitude of her mouth opening was so large that it could swallow Qiao Yu's entire head.

"Heh, I knew it."

Qiao Yu was not surprised at all, and directly held the Crescent Blade in front of him.

With a crisp clang, the woman's mouthful of sharp teeth bit squarely on the blade of the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade.

Immediately afterward, her hair instantly turned into roots, tightly wrapping around Qiao Yu's blade, preventing him from retracting it.

A look of smugness, mixed with a hint of provocation, appeared in the woman's eyes.

"You stupid flower."

Qiao Yu let go of the Crescent Blade, took out the Staff of Wisdom, and knocked it on the woman's forehead.

Although Qiao Yu couldn't use necromantic spells now, the Staff of Wisdom, as a C-grade piece of equipment, was still hard enough.

This blow directly caused the woman transformed from the giant flower to see stars, staggering backward.

"Bold monster! Quickly reveal your true form!"

With the mist dissipating, Zhang Erhe quickly discovered the situation here.

He stepped through the air, and a talisman directly struck the woman's face.

The woman let out a scream, and her hideous face instantly caved in, with countless sparks flying around on her face.

"Ah! Damn it, you damn humans!"

She transformed into a giant flower again and bit down on Zhang Erhe.

However, before she relied entirely on the mist to restrain Zhang Erhe. Now that the mist had dissipated, how could the giant flower still be Zhang Erhe's opponent?

"Left is supported by Liujia, right is guarded by Liuding, the Yellow God in front, Yue Zhang in the rear, divine knowledge slays, not avoiding the powerful."

"God-Ghost Seven Kill Order! Execute!"

Zhang Erhe bit his finger and chanted a spell, and a yellow talisman was thrown out, directly blasting the three-meter-tall giant flower backward.

Qiao Yu seized the opportunity, and with a single slash of the Golden Dragon Crescent Blade, he directly split the giant flower in two.

Strangely, the sap flowing out of the severed part of the stem was actually bright red, just like blood.

[S煞qi Value +150]

After killing the giant flower, Qiao Yu did not show joy on his face. In addition to the vengeful ghosts, there were actually monsters that had become spirits on this Ghost Mountain.

It seemed that the remaining four ghost eyes would not be easy to obtain...

"Huh? Why are there only four of us? Where is Xiaoxiao, miss?"

Zhang Erhe also noticed something was wrong at this time.

"Before I found you, I had already found her corpse. The culprit was this giant flower."

Qiao Yu's casual words were no less than a bolt from the blue in Tang Aotian's ears.

His Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down.

Sure enough, in the next second, Zhang Erhe asked him.

"Brother Aotian, didn't you just say that Miss Xiaoxiao was next to you?"

"Ah... this..." Tang Aotian's face stiffened: "Maybe I just saw it wrong, after all, the fog was so thick just now..."

Tang Aotian's statement failed to gain Zhang Erhe's trust. Even Tang Long, who was beside him, silently took half a step back.

This half-step backward became the last straw that broke the camel's back, completely crushing Tang Aotian's psychological defense.

He roared, grabbing Tang Long's collar like a madman.

"Tang Long, even you are treating me like this?"

"No, no, no, Brother Aotian, I didn't... didn't mean that."

Tang Long was so frightened by Tang Aotian in this state that he couldn't stop shivering, and even began to stutter.

"Yes, I killed that bitch, so what!"

"That opportunistic bitch! I was so good to her, protecting her with all my might, but when she was in the fog, she said she only saw me as a reliable big brother!"

"Hahahaha! To hell with the big brother, I pushed her directly, pushed her into the fog!"

"So what! You want to avenge that bitch, right? Come on! Come!"

Tang Aotian held a silver-white spear, his neck stiff, glaring at Qiao Yu and Zhang Erhe, his expression as manic as a rabid dog ready to hurt someone at any time.

"Heh, a licking dog with attacking tendencies."

Qiao Yu raised an eyebrow and said slowly.

"You misunderstood. I'm not interested in getting involved in your mess. However, I'm not planning to travel with someone like you who plots against teammates. Daoist Zhang, what do you think?"

Zhang Erhe nodded with a sullen face.

Qiao Yu was overjoyed. Since he wanted to use all four ghost eyes to restore his memory, he would inevitably clash with Tang Aotian sooner or later.

It was better to part ways sooner rather than later, so as not to have to guard against a teammate stabbing him in the back at any time.

Qiao Yu and Zhang Erhe turned around and left, continuing to walk towards Ghost Mountain, leaving Tang Aotian, whose face was constantly changing, and the obsequious Tang Long standing in place.

Outside the Ghost Mountain dungeon, Tang Wumou's face, who saw this scene, completely sank, gloomy as if it could drip water.

It was unknown whether he was silently angry because of Tang Xiaoxiao's death or because of something else.