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Chapter 10 - Everyone who was scared by the soul-refining streamer, Brother Wu, just sweep the formation.

“However, due to the third elder Zhang’s son joining the Qingfeng Sect, the Zhang family has invited a Spirit-Six cultivator from the sect.”

“Furthermore, the third elder, Zhang himself, is a Spirit-Five cultivator.”

Listening to Deng Shuangjiang’s words, the four pondered.

If that was all, they had a high chance of winning. Du Yucui was at Spirit-Four, and Wushuang Qing and Han Guang were both at Spirit-Six cultivators. If one holds off the Qingfeng Sect member, the remaining one could initiate the slaughter. And they had Wu Ping.

Even though they didn’t know Wu Ping’s cultivation, they considered him formidable, likely not below Spirit-Six.

So, with three Spirit-Six cultivators, how could they lose?

Han Guang looked at Wu Ping and asked, “Friend, what’s your perspective?”

Not revealing his cultivation, Wu Ping calmly responded, “No problem, let the battle unfold.”

His demeanour boosted everyone’s confidence. In reality, Wu Ping was just hungry and eager to eat.

“Ahahaha, Deng congratulates everyone on our impending triumph!”

After the meal, they discussed their plan for the night – a direct attack on the Zhang family for a surprise assault. Afterwards, they moved their chopsticks, and Wu Ping, finally feeling at ease, joined in.

Post-feast, in the pavilion, they examined the map of the Zhang family. Du Yucui spoke first, mentioning her ability to set up an illusion array.

“I’ll handle the Spirit-Six from Qingfeng Sect.”

“I’ll deal with the third elder Zhang. The rest…”

Han Guang looked at Wu Ping, who hesitated. Wu Ping took out the soul-refining streamer. Unfurling it, black mist enveloped them, revealing terrifying faces. There were more than twenty of them.

Wu Ping explained, “You two focus on the fight, and I’ll stay outside. If I shake the soul streamer, the Zhang family won’t escape.”

He wasn’t foolish, not entering any formation. Paddling outside and shaking the soul-refining streamer would do the job.

This soul-refining streamer should be sufficient if they faced two Spirit-Three and one Spirit-Four cultivator unless they had a high-grade magic weapon. But Wu Ping didn’t believe they had high-grade magic weapons. After all, they were not so easily obtained. They were just ordinary cultivators from a common family.

Kill indiscriminately!

However, the expressions of the others changed at this moment. The soul-refining streamer, though common, was recognised by everyone. Yet, over twenty of these evil spirits were terrifying and hideous, refined from raw souls. While they had seen soul-refining streamers before, this form of evil spirit was a first for them. Each one was ferocious, with monstrous faces.

In an instant, they pictured these evil spirits as people who suffered endless torment, giving rise to boundless grievances, drawn alive by the soul-refining streamer.

Du Yucui, realising the close call, thought, “Luckily, I bowed in time. Otherwise, I might have become one of those evil spirits, perhaps unable to become a raw soul and dying in vain at his hands.”

Thinking this, she cautiously glanced at Wu Ping. Cold sweat dripped from her forehead. Wushuang Qing and Han Guang subtly took a step back. Although they suspected Wu Ping was dangerous, they didn’t anticipate such a heavy murderous aura.

The entire Blood Rain Sect had few people who committed such atrocities, and they were mostly seasoned outer disciples. But Wu Ping, dressed as a new outer disciple, appeared young and inexperienced. Yet, he was a bona fide slayer. Fortunately, they didn’t provoke Wu Ping due to Du Yucui’s situation.

Deng Shuangjiang, though, was excited. Despite the ominous magic star rising beside him, his Deng family aligned with Wu Ping. With Wu Ping’s presence, what were a few Zhang family members to be afraid of?

Han Guang spoke cautiously, “Brother Wu, you handle the formation. Let Wushuang Qing and I handle the fighting. The patriarch of the Zhang family is just at the Spirit-Five level. Wushuang Qing can restrain the Spirit-Six disciple from the Qingfeng Sect.”

He didn’t dare to ask Wu Ping to shake the soul-refining streamer. What if it unleashed indiscriminate attacks?

The others grasped the potential danger – what if there were indiscriminate attacks?

“Right, right, right. Master, you just handle the formation. I haven’t fought for a long time and am a Spirit-Four cultivator. It’s been itching for a fight. My eldest son is at Spirit-Three. My father and son can assist in the formation,” Deng Shuangjiang hastily added.

“Indeed, Brother Wu, just observe. We won’t trouble you with these minor matters. I can control the formation; in this battle, we are sure to win. Brother Wu can monitor the battlefield for any strong external reinforcements,” Du Yucui also chimed in.