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"Thinking of escaping? How foolish!"

A middle-aged cultivator with Great Circle of Qi Refining, bulky build, dressed in black with a skull embroidered on his clothes, pale skin, black hair, and rather handsome features, walked in from the outside. He snorted coldly and slapped a First Order Superior Magical Instrument, a Ghost Nurturing Jar, attached to his waist, which was inscribed with countless mysterious runes.

Streams of black smoke billowed out, and a Fierce Ghost, eight feet tall, with rotting skin exposing the crimson muscles beneath, sparse hair, and a head resembling a skull with just one eye, covered in a layer of ghostly aura, emerged directly.

The Fierce Ghost, with a fierce expression, slightly moved its body and lunged at the Seventh Level of Qi Refining cultivator.

"A Fierce Ghost?"

The Seventh Level of Qi Refining cultivator\'s complexion slightly changed. He activated a Rocket Talisman, flames surged, and a rocket blasted towards the Fierce Ghost.

The Fierce Ghost slammed its claw onto the rocket, a black aura surged from its claw, and it crushed the rocket with a single squeeze.

The next moment, the Fierce Ghost appeared in front of the Seventh Level of Qi Refining cultivator, with the swiftness of lightning, and plunged its claw into the cultivator\'s heart, scooping it out and swallowing it in one gulp.

Zhao Yu frowned slightly, "A Great Circle of Qi Refining cultivator! Could he be a cultivator from the Yin Ghost Sect?"

The Great Circle of Qi Refining cultivator said coldly, "I am Song Cangtong from the Yin Ghost Sect! Fellow cultivators, if you wish to join the Yin Ghost Sect, then offer up a fellow cultivator as your token of allegiance! I will give you half an incense stick\'s time to consider. If you are unwilling to join the Yin Ghost Sect, then you will become someone else\'s token of allegiance!"

"I, Meng Yinghan, wish to join the Yin Ghost Sect. I plead with Fellow Daoist Song to remove the poison from my body. I will immediately offer up my token of allegiance!"

Meng Yinghan hurriedly cried out, glancing at Zhao Yu with malice filling his eyes.

Wang Jingzhang stood up and approached Meng Yinghan, took out a bottle of pills, and said with a mocking face, "Which fellow cultivator do you choose as your token of allegiance?"

Meng Yinghan ingratiatingly said, "Let Zhao, the Pill Master, be Meng\'s token of allegiance! Zhao Pill Master is a good friend of Su Bingyun, the genius of Cangling Sect! If he dies, Su Bingyun will surely be heartbroken. It might console the Yin Spirits of the several Foundation Establishment elders of the Yin Ghost Sect!"

Wang Jingzhang sneered venomously, "Pick someone else! Pill Master Zhao is still useful to me! He can atone for his sins by making pills for our Lingxi Wang family for a lifetime! The little female cultivator by his side is also a beauty, and she can go to the brothel to atone for her sins!"

Song Cangtong looked indifferently at Zhao Yu.

Once Zhao Yu fell into the hands of the Lingxi Wang family, he would become a tool for making pills and a breeding stallion for the Lingxi Wang family, continuously exploited until death.

Zhao Yu, who was feigning death on the dining table, suddenly sprang up and punched Wang Jingzhang\'s head.

Bang!

Wang Jingzhang\'s handsome head burst open, and his headless body heavily collapsed to the ground.

"Ah, I only want to live a peaceful life! Quietly cultivate, why must you trash force me to kill you all!"

Zhao Yu sighed lightly and immediately took out the First Order Superior Magical Artifact, Green Pine Sword.

"Zhao Yu! Meng was forced before! Meng, don\'t kill me..."

Meng Yinghan was splattered with the blood of Wang Jingzhang\'s headless corpse, his face pale, and his eyes flickered with fear as his body trembled.

Zhao Yu casually swung the Green Pine Sword and immediately beheaded Meng Yinghan.

"Zhao Yu, you actually killed an ally of our Yin Ghost Sect! You must die! Go!"

Song Cangtong\'s eyes flashed with a cold light, and with a sharp shout, he pointed at Zhao Yu.

The ferocious ghost, face grimacing fiercely, emitted black aura as it pounced straight towards Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu slightly furrowed his brows and took out a stack of Superior Evil Warding Talismans, activating them immediately.

A large number of Superior Evil Warding Talismans ignited and flew toward the fierce ghost.

When the talismans landed on the fierce ghost, it let out an earth-shattering scream, its body\'s black aura largely purified, but it still appeared before Zhao Yu with a ferocious face, clawing towards his heart.

Song Cangtong silently recited a curse script and directly stimulated his mana, presenting a Supreme Grade magical instrument, the Soul Shaking Bell, engraved with various ghost creatures\' bells around it.

The Soul Shaking Bell hovered in midair, the bells ringing without wind, creating eerie and piercing chimes that converged into a force and struck Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu felt as if his divine sense was viciously spiked, causing intense pain in his head. Nevertheless, he still resisted the attack of the Soul Shaking Bell with his powerful divine sense of the Foundation Establishment level and fiercely slashed down with his sword.

The fierce ghost let out a long howl, its right claw engulfed in a dark ghostly light, grabbing Zhao Yu\'s sword, then being split into two halves by Zhao Yu\'s sword.

Song Cangtong\'s face suddenly changed drastically, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes: "Body Cultivation Fourth Level! You are a body cultivator!"

Zhao Yu used Phantom Step, appearing in front of Song Cangtong like teleportation, and employed the Thunder Light Swordsmanship, the sword like thunder light, directly beheading Song Cangtong.

Within a range of thirty feet, even if the opponent was a Foundation Establishment Level cultivator, Zhao Yu was somewhat confident that he could behead the opponent before they could react.

The fierce ghost Zhao Yu had split into two halves screamed in agony, finally collapsing completely and dissipating as streams of black air.

Zhao Yu looked at Song Cangtong\'s headless corpse, feeling relieved: "Luckily, my divine sense and physical body are strong enough! Otherwise, I might have fallen at his hands! Disciples from the great sects are indeed extraordinary!"

If Zhao Yu\'s divine sense hadn\'t been strong enough, the sonic attack of the Soul Shaking Bell would have caused his divine sense to collapse, and then the fierce ghost would have gouged out his heart. Even the strongest physical body couldn\'t withstand an attack on the divine sense.

"Body Cultivation Fourth Level! Foundation Establishment Level Body Cultivator? How is this possible? Wasn\'t he a Pill Master? How did he become a Foundation Establishment Level Body Cultivator?"

Ling Qianxue slumped in her chair, her beautiful eyes flickering with disbelief. She had always thought Zhao Yu was merely an outstanding Pill Master with mediocre combat ability, but she had never imagined that he was a Foundation Establishment Level Body Cultivator.

Foundation Establishment Level Body Cultivators are quite rare in the Northern Wastes. While their combat ability is not as great as real Foundation Establishment Cultivators and they do not have as long a lifespan, they can easily slay Great Circle of Qi Refining cultivators, not to be underestimated.

Zhao Yu could now be called the strongest master in the Nine Depths Mountain Market, unless the Ling family mobilized the Second Order Great Array of the Nine Depths Mountain Market to possibly defeat or kill him.