Li Cunxu really detests situations that are out of plan, but life is just like that, full of uncertainties.

"How should I deal with Evil Youyou? Contact Kuangxiao to eliminate her? No way, Kuangxiao only targets the Blood God Sect and is not interested in the Evil God Sect. Report to other strong individuals?"

How many strong individuals can he contact? He is not a plot enthusiast who digs deep into the storyline.

Ask his grandfather Li Shiji to deal with her?

If Li Shiji takes action, Evil Youyou will find it hard to escape.

But, can he really ask Li Shiji for help?

Also, how did he discover that Evil Youyou was an Evil God Believer? How should this be explained?

Headache!

Li Cunxu rubbed his swollen temples, "This matter should be put aside for now; the most important thing is to vent the malice in my heart, or I will explode."

That night.

In the suburbs, the edge of the industrial park.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and rain like fine needles silently pierced the darkness, weaving a dense and hazy water curtain. Rainwater flowed along the lower edges of the asphalt road into the grass by the roadside.

Removing the blindfold from his eyes, Li Cunxu opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and enjoyed the cleansing brought by the rain.

He liked the rain; the sound of rain could calm his irritable heart and allow him to sleep peacefully.

Li Cunxu put on the Ultraman mask and walked slowly toward the deep-red courier sorting center with lights on the opposite side.

Under the black curtain, this courier sorting center sat lonely in the corner of the park, with no other companies nearby, seemingly standing alone in the world.

Wearing silent shoes, Li Cunxu sprinted swiftly, jumped high, and flipped over the electrified fence.

"The alarm didn't sound; this is the dead angle of the fence's security monitoring system."

He walked quietly inside, circumvented the cameras, and arrived at the security room.

First, he took an antidote pill, and then took out a bottle that looked like perfume from his bosom, placing it at the door as odorless gas was blown into the security room.

This was Strong Sleeping Incense, bought from the black market. A slight whiff can make an adult instantly fall asleep.

The security guard, staring at the rows of monitoring screens, covered his nose, "What smell? It stinks!"

"Indeed, it stinks to the point I want to puke."

"Did you open a can of herring?"

"Mine is a beef can, not some herring can."

Under the Ultraman mask, Li Cunxu's mouth subtly curled up.

Confirmed without a doubt, they were Blood Sect members indeed.

Strong Sleeping Incense is odorless to humans, whereas Blood Demons, whose life essence differs, perceive it as a foul scent.

Li Cunxu, holding the Evil Thought Scythe, pushed the door open and walked inside.

A security guard noticed Li Cunxu.

"Is there anything you need?"

Suddenly, the guard realized an issue, how come there were no footsteps as this person entered?

The security guard shouted loudly: "In Cir..."

The word 'cuit' didn't escape his mouth as his voice abruptly stopped, a flying scythe pierced his forehead, embedded into his head, and the strange power of the scythe instantly took his life.

"Enemy attack, summon the pet beasts."

The security guards, like Beast Masters, summoned a few pet beasts in a manner and shape.

Blood Sect members can only contract one blood beast, and even when summoning, only one can be summoned. If only one is released, it will be easily recognized as a holder of Blood Sect identity.

To conceal their identity, they carry a pet beast pouch, and during summoning, they stealthily release the pet beast from the pouch, simulating the scene of Beast Masters summoning pets from the Beast Taming Space.

Li Cunxu laughed, "Stop pretending, the stench you smelled is the scent of Strong Sleeping Incense, your identity as Blood Sect members has already been exposed."

One of the security guards still tried to argue: "I don't understand what you're saying."

"It's okay if you don't understand, you are all going to die anyway."

Five water balls gathered around Li Cunxu, shooting out like cannonballs, blasting all the black iron pet beasts and blood beasts summoned by the security guards.

The massive commotion also attracted the attention of the courier sorting center.

A person rode a Flying White Horse quickly out from the window of the workshop office.

Within a few breaths, he flew above the security room, where he could see a black-robed man wearing an Ultraman mask, holding a scythe and harvesting the lives of the security guards like a reaper one by one.

If the scythe were swapped with a large blade edge, a long-handled scythe, he would look even more like a reaper.

The opponent seemed not to notice his arrival, continuing to leisurely harvest the security guards' lives, unhurried, calm, methodical, as if enjoying the act, causing him intense apprehension.

"I am the logistics manager of the deep-red courier sorting center. Why did you attack our company without any cause?"

Li Cunxu impatiently said, "Stop chattering, cut to the chase and reveal your true form."

"True form, what true form? What are you talking about?"

"Stop pretending, your identity as Blood Sect members has been exposed."

"I am not a Blood Sect member; is there some misunderstanding on your part?"

"I've told you to stop yammering, yet you keep yammering, just die already!"

Li Cunxu threw a flying scythe, and the Flying White Horse slightly swerved, dodging the flying scythe.

"Sir, we can talk things through; there's no need for violence."

The manager seemed genuinely not a Blood Sect member, still trying to communicate with Li Cunxu, hoping to resolve matters peacefully.

"If you don't kill me, I will call the police and report this place as one of the Blood God Sect's strongholds."

The manager's face changed, becoming extremely cold.

"If you insist on dying, there's nothing I can do."

"Flying White Horse, Blade Storm, ah~"

The manager let out a scream as a snake suddenly appeared on his shoulder, biting his neck and leaving two holes.

When did the snake crawl onto my back?

The manager recalled the missed flying scythe earlier, realizing the scythe wasn't a real one but this snake's mimicry.

He no longer hid his identity as a Blood Sect member, unleashing terrifying power, yanking the snake off and tearing it apart ferociously with both hands, killing it.

With the snake dead, strangely, its corpse vanished.

He suddenly realized the snake wasn't dead.

The snake was just a replica of the White Little Red Spider, mimicking as a snake to prevent the Blood God Sect from tracking mutated White Little Red Spider clues and exposing its true identity.

The manager shouted furiously, "Flying White Horse, don't just stand there watching me, Blade Storm, cut him to pieces."

"You imagine unleashing Blade Storm without considering my presence, Painted Ink Dog, blast it down for me."

Blade Storm, a gold skill, with wide range and immense power, like being stuffed with blades in a tornado, but its flaw being a long startup, requiring ten seconds of charging time, though with high proficiency, the charging time can be shortened.

Li Cuncun saw through it, this guy was a combat novice.

Who would start with such a long startup skill, as if it's turn-based? You hit once, I hit once.

A super rare Painted Ink Dog appeared by Li Cunxu's foot, standing on two legs, holding a brush in hand.

Painted Ink Dog is super rare, not for its combat prowess but its painting skills.

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