Translator: _Min_
For the first ti, the expression on Fujisan Shinji’s face changed.
That Si Fuqing could utter the na Fujisan Shinya was not surprising to him, especially since he had just introduced himself and his school.
Fujisan Shinya, who was in his thirties, had achieved profound mastery in the art of Yin and Yang, earning him considerable prestige in Eastern Mulberry.
However, the na Fujisan Kenji also represented a taboo within the Fujisan family.
Six years ago, three hundred Yin-Yang masters from the Fujisan family joined forces at the East Ridge Sea to cast a formation, summoning a hundred ghosts
in an event they called the “Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.”
This formation was as challenging as ascending to the heavens themselves. After years of research and over a thousand failed attempts, the Fujisan family finally succeeded.
The power of the Night Parade was imnse, rendering even Class S evolved beings powerless before it.
Originally intended as a weapon against the JI family, their plan faltered at the encounter with Yu Wu, resulting in the total annihilation of the demons.
Not only did they fail to breach the defenses of the JI family, but they also didn’t break past the coastline.
Yu Wu erged unscathed, without a speck of dust on their sleeves.
No one knew the identity of Yu Wu, whether male or female, young or old.
This battle saw Yu Wu not laying a finger on the three hundred Masters of Yin-Yang but rely breaking the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
The life force of these Masters of Yin-Yang was already dwindling due to the formation’s toll, leaving them too weak to return to Eastern Mulberry, and one by one, they succumbed to illness.
The leading Master of Yin-Yang among them was Fujisan Kenji.
Bearing the brunt of the formation’s backlash, his suffering was greatest.
The Fujisan family didn’t even have the chance to perform rites for Fujisan Kenji before his soul shattered into pieces.
The death of three hundred Yin-Yang masters was a trendous disgrace for the Fujisan family, a topic forbidden from discussion.
As years passed, Eastern Mulberry gradually forgot, and Great Xia remained unaware.
How then did Si Fuqing, a person from Great Xia, co to know the na Fujisan Kenji and ofhis demise?
Fujisan Shinji’s gaze darkened, “How do you know the na of my master uncle, and that he has passed away?”
“Hmm,” Si Fuqing replied with a lazy smile, “because I was there when he died.
I guess you could say I was the cause.”
At these words, Fujisan Shinji’s complexion changed yet again.
“Mr. Fujisan, she just likes to say strange things,” Zuo Xianyu said with a cold laugh. “You don’t need to mind her. She might be able to handle a few thugs, but how could she compare to a Master of Yin-yang?”
The power held by Masters of Yin-Yang was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Not even a world boxing champion stood a chance against them, let alone Si Fuqing’s modest skills.
However, Fujisan Shinji’s mind was already set on murder.
Regardless of how Si Fuqing knew, once he transferred her luck to Zuo Xianyu, Si Fuqing was marked for death.
“Miss Zuo, let’s begin,” Fujisan Shinji said, no longer paying attention to Si
Fuqing. “Don’t worry, she won’t escape. My shikigami will watch her. If she moves.
Suddenly, soone patted his shoulder. Fujisan Kotei’s voice trembled, “Se-Senior brother!”
Before Fujisan Shinji could turn, a piercing pain exploded in his chest. Overwheld, he collapsed to the ground with a scream of agony.
“Mr. Fujisan!” Zuo Xianyu’s expression changed.
She rushed to help him but was repelled by so force, crashing into the wall behind her.
Fujisan Kotei was the only one still standing, staring in shock at the girl who rose to her feet.
In an instant, everything beca clear to him.
She hadn’t been restrained by Fujisan Shinji’s shikigami; she had been feigning unconsciousness!
Si Fuqing moved her wrists and lifted her right hand leisurely, ‘You an this shikigami?”
In her hand was a black crow, not a physical being but a spirit.
With a crisp “crack,” the spirit crow was covered in fissures and shattered into pieces, quickly dissipating.
Fujisan Shinji, frozen in shock, could not believe his eyes as he stared at the empty ground, his veins throbbing with rage.
Soone had destroyed his shikigami!
A shikigami was a part of a Master of Yin-yang’s power, and its destruction ant a significant loss of strength, especially since this crow was his guardian spirit.
Its loss ant his cultivation would regress.
If not treated in ti, there was even the possibility of becoming completely incapacitated..
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