Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

The snow in the yard had been cleared away, and all the items were neatly arranged. Even the wooden targets on the trees had been re-hung.

At Uncle Xu's house, it was as if nothing had happened, except that no one was there.

Xu Peng's body was supposed to be kept for two or three days, but it's gone now.

Having searched for half a day, Zhang Yan and his companion were starting to get anxious, and Chai Yan spoke up.

"We've searched everywhere, but we can't find him. Could Uncle Xu be..."

Zhang Yan shook his head and rejected Chai Yan's idea. When Xu Bo picked up the flying sword, he would no longer attempt suicide.

Because he still had a great grudge to avenge, Zhang Yan clearly sensed the anger and resentment in his heart at that time.

"Let's look again, let's look in the places Xu Peng frequents, and we'll meet here."

Chai Yan nodded and left again, heading to the outskirts of the city where the two of them often sparred and practiced their skills.

Zhang Yan did not go to find Uncle Xu again, but returned to the inn.

He pulled out a large wine jar from under the bed, blew away the dust on the lid, and opened the jar.

The wine jar was teeming with insects, mostly black, which were the Gu worms raised in the Medicine Immortal Society's Gu-raising grounds.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, the Gu worms remained motionless, as if they were dead.

"Wake up, it's time to eat."

As Zhang Yanqi activated, the Gu worms in the wine jar immediately crawled up, like a jar of constantly shaking venom.

"Uncle Xu, you still don't believe me? But it's okay, just you wait and see tonight."

Zhang Yan originally intended to issue challenges to each of the three families one by one, but in the end, he united them, setting aside their differences, to fight the enemy together.

But now Uncle Xu reminded him that not everyone can be trusted.

His previous actions seemed like trivial matters to those important figures.

How to do?

Then let's make a big scene, start by taking down the Ono family, build up our reputation, and attract everyone's attention.

In northern Xinjiang, once this matter is resolved, everything else will be much easier.

He tied the wine jar with a rope, just like when he came to the northern frontier, and carried it on his back, striding towards the direction of Ono's family.

It was already dark, and there was no one left on the street. Zhang Yan carried the wine jar to the gate of the Ono family's mansion.

He paused for a moment when he saw the white lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate, and muttered to himself.

"Are they so self-aware that they even held the sacrifices in advance?"

The two Japanese men with knives at the entrance saw Zhang Yan carrying a large wine jar and walking towards them, so they immediately chased him away from a distance.

One of them spoke in broken Chinese.

"Get lost."

The other one stopped him, pointed to the wine jar, and spoke in the Dragon Language.

"Hey you Chinese pig, leave the wine here."

Zhang Yan smiled after hearing this and replied in fluent Japanese.

"My liquor is too strong; you bunch of bastards can't handle it."

"idiot."

The two men were taken aback at first, then drew their swords and slashed at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan's palm turned golden, and he used his hand as a blade to directly meet the incoming blade.

Ding Ding!

After two crisp sounds, the Japanese sword broke in two and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yan reached out with both hands, grabbing one of their chins with each hand, and began to speak.

"Want to drink? Then you can drink your fill."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lid of the wine jar on Zhang Yan's back flew off, and countless Gu worms crawled up his arm and into the mouths of the two men.

"Uh uh uh."

The two men were filled with terror as they desperately tried to pry Zhang Yan's hands off, but his hands were like iron clamps, completely unmoving.

The two then felt as if their stomachs were about to burst, and began to experience severe cramping.

Thump, thump.

Zhang Yan released his grip, and the two instantly collapsed to the ground, turning into skeletons in no time, leaving only tattered strips of cloth.

After the worms had their fill, they did not return to the jar, but instead followed Zhang Yan's footsteps and crawled towards the gate of the Ono family.

Behind Zhang Yan, they resembled a black tide.

Zhang Yan kicked open the door to Ono's house and spoke.

"Ono, you've received the challenge, haven't you? I was planning to deal with you in a couple of days, but I can't wait any longer."

"Today I brought a jar of fine wine for all of you in the Ono family to have a taste."

The Japanese were always the ones coming to challenge us, but today, with Zhang Yan here, the roles have reversed!

……

Kentaro Ono saw Takamoto off half an hour ago, telling him to go back and make some preparations, and to bring people over tomorrow morning.

He returned to his study and spoke to one of his subordinates.

"Go and call Ichiro to the study. I have something to tell you."

When Ichiro Ono arrived at the study, Kentaro spoke directly.

"Ichiro, I feel a little uneasy. Please be extra careful when you arrive tomorrow."

Ono Ichiro bowed slightly and said.

"Father, are you worried that he may still have some hidden tricks up his sleeve?"

In the past two days, the Ono family and the Da family have thoroughly investigated Zhang Yan's resume, but they haven't obtained much information.

He seemed to have appeared out of thin air; after making a name for himself at the Lu family compound, there was no further news of him.

After the Medicine Immortal Sect was destroyed, he did appear, but all the branches of the Yamamoto family were killed, and no useful information was transmitted.

Kentaro nodded slightly and began to speak.

"Were we too hasty? We had figured out the general situation before when we dealt with Hu Xianyao, but we still failed."

His youngest son died, and in his extreme rage, he chose to cooperate with Tadamoto.

But now that I've calmed down a bit, I'm starting to have some doubts.

After all, one of the people participating in tomorrow's assassination mission is his other son, Ono Ichiro, and he doesn't want to experience the pain of losing a son again.

But Ichiro had his own ideas, so he could only talk to Ono Ichiro calmly.

“Father, you are worrying too much. In my opinion, the reason why this Chinese man was able to kill Yamamoto and his group was mainly due to the two major sects, Tang Clan and Longhu Mountain.”

"Otherwise, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to have no news at all."

"Father, don't forget how old he is. His cultivation level is no match for Hu Xianyao's."

"Even a swordsmith with extraordinary comprehension and talent still died under the siege of the crowd, didn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Kentaro Ono realized that the swordsmith Ichiro was referring to was the spirit of the Hirumaru demon sword.

Back when that swordsmith was still alive, he was a nightmare for the entire island nation.

But what could be done then? In the end, it still became the spirit of a knife, for people to use.

Kentaro Ono nodded slightly, acknowledging Ichiro's statement, and then said...

"Don't go first tomorrow. Let Shota put that guy through his teeth first."

Ichiro Ono nodded in response to his father.

But they all forgot one thing: how many methods and means could such a tiny island nation possibly have?

The Dragon Kingdom is vast and rich in resources, with countless methods, and those that have survived to this day have been refined over thousands of years.

Moreover, Zhang Yan's comprehension far surpasses that of the swordsmith.

Just as Ono and his son finished their conversation, a ronin rushed into the study and spoke urgently.

"Lord Ono, that Chinese man named Zhang Yan has arrived. He... he killed Junyu and the other two."

"They're challenging us at the gate right now."