Tomb Raiders: After the Nine Gates Ancestor, they let loose and did whatever they wanted!

Feng Che shoved the sachet into the man's mouth, breaking several of his teeth, and that wasn't all.

Then, out of thin air, he produced a pot of tea. Feng Che had brewed it himself to kill time while waiting in the courtyard, bored out of his mind.

Before he could even taste it, Feng Che noticed that Master Jie and Qi Tiezui had arrived. Fearing that something was amiss, he immediately put the drink back into his spatial bag.

Now that it's cold, the tea leaves have changed color, and Feng Che's enjoyment of tea has been dampened. He thinks it looks ugly and probably doesn't want to see tea for a while.

Wei Wuxian: Huh? (???.???)????

How could anyone complain that tea leaves are ugly?

If you think it tastes bad, the tea leaves would be so wronged!

Feng*FoodAestheticsConnoisseur*Che: It looks ugly, it definitely won't taste good…↘

My stomach may suffer, but my eyes cannot! ↗

Wei Wuxian: Then why don't you close your eyes and drink it?

Feng Che:………

Feng Che's gaze fell on the person in front of him, his voice trembling slightly.

He seemed to be suppressing his inner excitement. I don't know how much of this emotion was genuine, but it was certainly quite convincing!

"I've heard that before a person goes on their journey, they have to drink a bowl of farewell wine or eat a last meal, so that they can at least die with a full stomach."

Feng Che's tone was filled with regret as he said, "It's a pity you won't be able to enjoy these things."

You can't even be a ghost anymore! ↘”

ヘ(＞_＜ヘ)

Ignoring the other person's reaction, Feng Che continued, "I'm not skilled in torture, so I won't be very careful. It'll probably hurt a lot~"

I hope you can hold on a little longer, otherwise all my efforts will be wasted~↘”

As Feng Che spoke, a mocking smile crept up the corners of his mouth beneath the mask.

A faint blue light seemed to appear in his pupils, shining through the mask onto the man's horrified face!

Ling Wu: The Ghost Spirit Sect is a family; their eyes all glow!

The little one can do it too; its lights are colorful, and it has a central control unit.

(??? ???)☆

Feng Che added the bone-burning powder to the tea, and out of disgust, used his spiritual power to control the icy tea to pour into the sachet ball through the gaps.

At the same time, the bone-burning powder takes effect and burns intensely in the man's lungs, like a volcanic eruption!

The man's face was contorted in extreme pain, his eyes wide with rage, even though his mouth was gagged.

The hoarse roar that was still coming from his throat had just attracted everyone's attention in the yard!

It is evident how prescient the soundproofing barrier set up in advance outside the courtyard was.

To everyone else, his skin was as red as if it had been scorched by lava, and the phoenix tattoo of that wicked Wang family member was visible on his back.

It was as if it had been reborn in the flickering flames, unaware that it was stained with the blood of the Nine Gates and the innocent!

In the eyes of the Nine Gates leaders, Feng Che's tough methods were perfectly acceptable.

This can be considered revenge for the Wu family's skilled fighter who was replaced by a man! ↗

The blood vessels under the man's skin were clearly visible, twisting like snakes.

Some of his bones gradually melted and softened under the influence of the bone-burning powder, becoming unable to provide support.

Only loose, tattered flesh remained, barely supporting his body hanging from the tree.

Looking at the still sturdy long string in his hand, he was like a limp piece of cured meat, attracting attention for a moment before being ignored...

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the changes in the man's skin and bones were witnessed.

But the ground was spotless, except for the fallen leaves blown away by the wind and the branches bent under the weight of the branches; everything seemed normal.

If it weren't for the man's contorted face and the screams still echoing in their minds...

After verifying that everything was true, and seeing no signs of a crime under the tree, they still thought Feng Che was playing a prank.

Observing silently, afraid of missing even the slightest detail, Chen Pi thought to himself, "People with OCD are such a hassle~"

But Feng Che's move just now was amazing! I want to learn it!

(☆_☆)

Er Yuehong glanced at Chen Pi out of the corner of his eye and saw the gleam in Chen Pi's eyes as he looked at Feng Che; he knew Chen Pi was up to no good.

(￣y▽￣)~*

He gave Chen Xiaopi a sharp rap on the head, shattering his illusions, and said earnestly:

"Chenpi, I'm not trying to discourage you, but if you want to learn this, put aside everything else..."

At the very least, one must be proficient in human anatomy, natural herbs, medicine, and pharmacology...

Chen Pi felt a headache coming on just listening to Er Yuehong's words, not afraid of being laughed at.

With his current level of cultural and theoretical knowledge, aside from his professional knowledge of farming...

They're quite good at communicating with zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), but otherwise they're pretty average, even lacking...

^－_－^

Chen Pi rubbed the back of his head and immediately pledged his loyalty: "Master, I think my Iron Egg and Nine-Claw Hook still need improvement!"

After speaking, Chen Pi glanced cautiously at Er Yuehong, the knife-wielding man, afraid of receiving another loving slap.

The tea had dissolved the incense in the sachet, keeping the man alive and driving him toward his inevitable end in a state of agonizing pain.

Moments later, barely clinging to life, no longer recognizable as human, pure white flames spontaneously ignited on the remains, vanishing without a trace...

Ghost Spirit Sect Rumors +1—Those who offend the Ghost Spirit Sect usually only have two fates.

Either be completely annihilated, or be annihilated in a way that is worse than death.

The comprehensive funeral services were excellent and deserve high praise!

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"Hmph~ What a waste of my sachet, and it even dirtied my fan!" Feng Che said arrogantly.

(????)?????

With a wave of his hand, the fan was rendered useless; despite wearing a cloak, Feng Che floated behind Wei Wuxian like a butterfly.

"Sir..."

Wei Wuxian hurriedly interrupted the spellcasting and said telepathically, "Stop!"

"I'll compensate you, I'll compensate you for everything!"