Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

The night is already very deep.

Zhang Yan returned to the inn, closed the door, and took out a package.

These items belonged to Ono Jiro, but as for his head, it was long gone and no one knew where Chai Yan had thrown it away.

The most conspicuous items were a pistol and a palm-sized leather bag.

The rest are small trinkets with local characteristics, some from China and some from Japan.

Zhang Yan picked up the pistol, fiddled with it for a moment, sighed deeply, and tossed it aside.

He picked up the blood-stained leather bag, opened it, and poured out its contents.

A piece of paper with scribbles that look like gibberish, a small booklet, and a black and white photograph.

The talisman paper flame is very familiar; it's a shikigami from an Onmyoji.

The black and white photo shows three men, with the middle-aged man wearing a kimono and sporting a distinctive mustache characteristic of the time.

On the left is Jiro Ono, dressed in a suit, with an arrogant expression, while on the right is a young man also dressed in a kimono.

He looks similar to Jiro Ono, but appears much more mature and composed.

"Tch, you little devil, you've placed your protective spirit so tightly, who else but you is going to die?"

The photo and shikigami talisman in Zhang Yan's hand suddenly burst into flames and turned to ashes.

He got up, adjusted the oil lamp, picked up the booklet, and began to read it, but the more he read, the deeper his brow furrowed.

This booklet is very new; it records a method of sensing Qi and a complete set of techniques used by extraordinary individuals.

To avoid any errors in the recording, the above text is written in Chinese characters, and has not yet been translated into Japanese.

Zhang Yan had been a superhuman for quite some time, and his methods of sensing Qi could only be used as a reference, but that complete method made him feel much worse.

Blow out your breath.

I wonder how Ono Jiro obtained this, whether by stealing or robbing, and whether the original owner is still alive.

These Japanese were like greedy wild dogs, drooling over the foreigners from the Dragon Kingdom.

Zhang Yan's plan to unite the various families needs to be accelerated.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Ono family's house was brightly lit, with people constantly going in and out.

The head of the Ono family kicked over the table and shouted angrily.

"Has Jiro's head still not been found?"

His youngest son had just returned from the south and hadn't even seen him when he was beheaded.

Moreover, his head was taken away by a Chinese man named Zhang Yan, how could he not be furious?

The ronin kneeling on the ground hurriedly spoke.

"Lord Ono, we are still searching for Jiro's head. We have sent everyone out."

"Then what are you doing here? Go find it! If you can't find it tonight, don't come back."

"Yes, Master Ono."

Just as the ronin was about to leave, a young man appeared at the door with two other ronin and spoke.

"Father, my brother's head has been found."

Kentaro Ono suddenly became excited and spoke up.

"Ichiro, where did you find it? Take me there quickly."

Ono Ichiro nodded and led the Ono family head to the main hall.

In the hall, a Japanese woman was carefully washing Jiro's head, while a foul stench wafted over.

Kentaro Ono suddenly became furious and said...

"Ichiro, have you found that Zhang Yan? Why didn't you bring back his head?"

"No, I want him alive. I want him to come to me alive."

Ichiro Ono pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Zhang Yan has chosen two families in one day. You should meet with Lord Tianben.”

Kentaro forced himself to calm down and said to Ichiro.

"Come with me."

Upon arriving at the reception room, Kentaro knelt down and bowed to Takamoto opposite him.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting, Mr. Tamoto."

Tamoto returned the greeting and said, "Ono-kun, I understand. Please accept my condolences."

After exchanging pleasantries, Tian Ben spoke again, saying, "I have come to your residence this time because of a Chinese man named Zhang Yan."

"Oh? Mr. Tamoto, please go ahead."

Tamoto recounted everything that had happened that day, and Ono and the other man looked at him with astonishment.

He then recited the speech he had prepared beforehand.

"Ono-kun, I've come here today hoping that our two families can cooperate to assassinate Zhang Yan."

Ichiro Ono still looked incredulous as he spoke.

"Lord Tianben, are you saying that Zhang Yan helped two martial arts schools in one day, killed everyone, and then turned around and killed my brother?"

"Lord Tadamoto, let me confirm again, are you really not talking about a script?"

Hearing Ono's words, Takamoto felt somewhat helpless. He took out a large piece of white paper from his pocket and spread it out on the table.

Ono and his companion's pupils constricted immediately; this was a challenge letter copied from the wall.

But at this moment, Kentaro Ono spoke up.

"Thank you for the news, Mr. Tamoto, but this Chinese man killed my child."

“Our Ono family has its own dignity. We, the Ono family, will avenge this grudge ourselves. As for cooperation, let’s forget about it.”

Is this really the result?

Upon hearing this, Takamoto sighed, bowed, and said, "In that case, Ono-kun, I apologize for disturbing you."

Just as Kentaro Ono returned the greeting, a ronin rushed over, knelt on the ground, and said...

"Lord Ono, something has happened. Junichi... he's gone mad."

"Nani?"

Kentaro Ono immediately stood up and spoke.

"What exactly happened? Take me there quickly."

Takamoto and Ono Ichiro thought of something, exchanged a glance, and immediately followed.

The three rushed to a house, only to find it filled with the word "death".

The Japanese man named Junichi kept howling, his face contorted in pain.

But he kept writing until there was nothing left to write in the room.

He stopped, muttering repeatedly, "I know where you are, I know where you are..."

Then he desperately stabbed his abdomen with his hands, because he had lost both hands, and the sharp bone fragments of his wrists pierced into his stomach, churning incessantly.

Finally, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

This was the second time that Tamoto had witnessed a complete death process.

He had already beheaded Suzuki beforehand, so he didn't suffer too much.

The first real encounter was with the person who later climbed back from Tiangang. He and Shota, in order to assess Zhang Yan's abilities, did not interrupt that person.

But he still feels a chill in his heart, let alone the Ono father and son who witnessed the whole process the first time.

He cleared his throat and spoke to the stunned father and son.

"Ono-kun, please reconsider the collaboration."

Ono Kentaro glanced back at Takamoto, paused for a second, and then said, "Let's go back to the study and discuss this properly."

……

Inside the study, Tian Ben took a sip of hot tea and began to speak.

"We have roughly figured out his methods: he has a strong physical body, knows how to use Gu, has a secret method to restore Qi, and can unleash it in a short time."

Ono and his companion frowned deeply. So he was such a powerful and extraordinary person; no wonder he could accomplish such a great feat in a single day.

But how do we deal with him?

Seeing the two men frowning in thought, Takamoto glanced at Ono Ichiro and then spoke.

"His defense is even stronger than a river; the only way to kill him is to slowly wear him down until his secret technique reaches its limit, or..."

"Or I could use my innate soul attack, Lord Tamamoto. You came here mainly for me, didn't you?"

Ono Jiro's trip to the south was also to find a way to attack with his soul, to see if he could help his brother improve.

He found the item, but he was greedy and went to keep his bet before even going home, ultimately dying at Zhang Yan's hands.

Kentaro immediately stood up and denied it.

"No, this person is too dangerous. Ichiro, you can't take this risk."

Ono Ichiro also stood up, bowed deeply to Kentaro, and spoke.

“Father, Jiro went south for my sake. As his older brother, I should do something for him.”

But Kentaro still shook his head.

"Lord Ono, please grant my request!"

When Kentaro heard him call out his family name, he knew he couldn't stop him anymore, so he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

As for what Zhang Yan took, including the soul attack methods recorded inside, they paid no attention to it.

The joint assassination operation is about to begin in the next two days.

Who could learn a supernatural skill in just two days?

Even if you learn it, how can you compare to the naturally gifted Ono Ichiro in such a short time!