No matter if the Eight Immortals Hall wants Luo Yang’s cell phone or Blood Devil, Luo Yang won’t give it.

He didn’t come here to ask the Eight Immortals Hall for a chance to meet Hong Jiaxin.

Seeing the murderous intent grow stronger in Luo Yang’s eyes, Aunt Thirteen quickly said, "You are so strange! Grandma Gu has been listening for half a day and still doesn’t know what you want to borrow from him!"

She believed there was nothing valuable on Luo Yang, as he didn’t even have a backpack.

What could fit in two pants pockets?

Just then, Elder Bai grinned and said eerily, "What we want to borrow from him is his Yin Spirit!"

Yin Spirit?

Borrow a Yin Spirit?

Luo Yang was momentarily stunned, his mind like a web of cobwebs, short-circuited for a moment.

Returning to his senses, he realized these four old guys were risking their lives.

"Just you guys?" Luo Yang sneered disdainfully.

"Kid, don’t be impulsive. Let Grandma Gu talk to them first!" Aunt Thirteen stepped forward, blocking Luo Yang.

Releasing the Blood Devil suddenly might provide a chance to first take down one or two of the Four Great Elders.

But revealing the Blood Devil meant he could never live peacefully in this life.

Luo Yang glared angrily, waiting for Aunt Thirteen’s negotiation.

Then Elder Zhang said in a deep voice, "Aunt Thirteen, this has nothing to do with you, please do not interfere!"

The Shi Sheng Palace and Eight Immortals Hall were allies, and also planned to become in-laws, which was favorable.

As the Palace Master’s sister, Aunt Thirteen’s status was not low.

"On whose orders did you come?" Aunt Thirteen questioned.

"It was the decision of the four of us!" Elder He, the white-bearded one, replied coldly.

The Four Great Elders had unquestionable authority in the Eight Immortals Hall.

"Bring out your Boss!" Aunt Thirteen demanded.

"Aunt Thirteen, if you want to see our Boss, make an appointment another day! Please step aside now, we have serious business to take care of!" Elder Zhang waved his hand.

While Aunt Thirteen negotiated with the Four Great Elders, Luo Yang was also conversing with the Blood Devil in his mind.

He was originally here to challenge them.

He had only pretended to be polite to meet Hong Jiaxin first.

Unexpectedly, the Eight Immortals Hall became more arrogant, and Luo Yang couldn’t stand it anymore.

"Miss Mo Ye, please be prepared and wait for my command. When I tell you to fight, you fight," Luo Yang instructed.

It’s best not to let anyone see the Blood Devil unless absolutely necessary.

Otherwise, those who see it will have to be eliminated.

The four Great Elders and Aunt Thirteen were present. Luo Yang wouldn’t feel guilty about taking down the Four Great Elders.

But Aunt Thirteen was a different story.

If she could be killed, or spared, how would he explain it to Hong Jiaxin?

After all, Aunt Thirteen was Hong Jiaxin’s aunt.

If spared, how could Aunt Thirteen withhold the secret after seeing the Blood Devil?

Moreover, it was unclear if five people could be killed.

The outcome was uncertain amid unclear factors.

Under such circumstances, an opportunity to strike had to be found.

The Blood Devil coldly said, "If you’re going to act, do it now! What are you waiting for?"

The Blood Devil loves to kill and doesn’t care about consequences.

Luo Yang, on the other hand, still wanted to become the world’s richest man.

He didn’t want to involve his family and friends.

If people knew the Blood Devil was with him, they would double their efforts against him.

If they only targeted him, that would be one thing.

But they would likely use Tang Guihua and other beauties to threaten Luo Yang, making it difficult for him.

Without much thought, Luo Yang advised, "Miss Mo Ye, I know you mean well, but you must think of the bigger picture and follow my command. Without my order, you can’t fight!"

The Soul Beast could only cheer for Luo Yang in his mind, acting as a spiritual supporter.

At that moment, Aunt Thirteen’s voice sharpened, clearly angry.

"What good does it do to kill him?!" Aunt Thirteen demanded, her eyes glaring.

"Aunt Thirteen, he is in league with The Tenth Mu Tan. We must take him down!" Elder Zhang’s words left no room for negotiation.

Both sides were already flushed with anger.

Aunt Thirteen was in a difficult position, as Luo Yang had calmed down and said flatly, "Aunt Thirteen, you should leave. Let me handle them."

This was also a good method.

If Aunt Thirteen left, she wouldn’t see the Blood Devil.

Using the Blood Devil against the Four Great Elders later would be simpler.

But Aunt Thirteen was determined to see it through with the Four Great Elders and snorted, "Kid, don’t speak nonsense! If Grandma Gu brought you here, she’ll see that you leave alive!"

She might say this, but probably didn’t have the ability to do so.

She didn’t even know if she could handle one elder.

This left Luo Yang to face three elders.

And Blood Devil couldn’t be used conveniently.

"Aunt Thirteen, thank you for your kindness. Let me handle them. You should leave," Luo Yang urged repeatedly.

"Do you hear that? He can handle us alone. Aunt Thirteen, you shouldn’t get involved. Please leave, and we’ll accompany you later!" Elder Bai pointed northeast.

It seemed that was the way out.

For a moment, Luo Yang wanted to rush there.

The ground he stood on was the Eight Immortals Hall’s headquarters, and once he left the array, it was the Hall’s building cluster.

"You want to kill him, you have to get past Grandma Gu first!"

Aunt Thirteen pointed at Luo Yang and continued:

"You know The Tenth Mu Tan is still alive. Without his help persuading it, we’ll be in big trouble!"

"Aunt Thirteen, what you can think of, we can think of too. We just want to borrow his Yin Spirit to achieve two goals with one move!" Elder Bai smiled sinisterly.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Thirteen looked completely astonished.

Still pointing at Luo Yang, she said with a mix of shock and anger, "You want to use his Yin Spirit to refine the undead?"

Hearing this, Luo Yang jumped in shock.

He didn’t quite understand what the undead was, but understood from the name it wasn’t much different from being living dead.

To make it clearer, they wanted him to become a mindless, obedient corpse.

No wonder they wanted to borrow the Yin Spirit.

Luo Yang’s hatred for the Eight Immortals Hall reached an unimaginable level, a hatred engraved in his bones he would never forget in this life.

"Aunt Thirteen, you leave! Let me fight them to the death!" Luo Yang, burning with anger, shouted.

"Kid, Grandma Gu won’t abandon you!" Aunt Thirteen insisted.

Her desire to help Luo Yang was perhaps partly out of kindness, but more likely driven by self-interest.

After all, without Luo Yang, no one could control The Tenth Mu Tan.

Then Elder Zhang said coldly, "Aunt Thirteen, this is the Eight Immortals Hall’s territory, don’t meddle. Please leave!"

Just then, Aunt Thirteen took out her phone to make a call.

At this moment, the Four Great Elders suddenly moved closer to Luo Yang.

They didn’t dare attack rashly, but positioned themselves to surround him from four directions.

Then Aunt Thirteen got through on the phone and urgently said, "Sister, you need to..."

Hearing only those three words, Luo Yang had no time to listen further.

To fight off eight fists with two hands, even if he had two heads, he couldn’t spare attention to Aunt Thirteen on the phone.

Although the Four Great Elders hadn’t attacked yet, their covert exertion suggested they wanted to use Henglian Kung Fu against Luo Yang first.

If successful, they could capture the body first and then take the Yin Spirit.

Knowing Luo Yang mastered the Shadow Fist Technique, they were extra cautious.

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