The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Wen Li thought that they had been traveling for several days in a row, and their physical strength and spiritual energy had been greatly depleted. They would not be doing a mission in the next two days.

Besides, in the book, they officially begin their mission four days later, so it's still a long way off.

"Slow down, what's the rush!"

Wen Mingzhu: "How can I not be in a hurry? The sooner I finish the mission, the sooner I can go home. I've wanted to go back to Beijing for a long time."

Zhao Sicheng also ran to the back and pushed Wen Li, saying, "Of course we're anxious. The sooner we kill all those demons, the more peaceful the world will be."

Upon hearing that all the demons had been killed, Wen Mingzhu became somewhat frightened: "I must be crazy to leave home and go on this mission with you. I don't know how we're going to fight so many demons."

As she spoke, Wen Mingzhu didn't even bother to pull Wen Li back. What kind of ridiculous mission was this? They were in such a hurry; they were probably just rushing to their deaths. If they encountered danger, her fourth brother wouldn't save her as she had previously thought.

I should have known better than to make such a fuss about coming.

She now understands that her fourth brother is not as good as she thought. Forget about liking her, she is even afraid when he looks at her now.

"Mingzhu, don't be afraid. I'll protect you. Besides, we've been cultivating for so many years to subdue demons and monsters. So many demon hunters have gone to the Moon Palace and never returned. If we succeed this time, we'll definitely go down in history!"

As he spoke, Zhao Sicheng became excited again: "A great hero who saves the world and saves people, even if he dies, he will still be a great hero praised by everyone!"

Seeing the young man's fearless attitude, Aunt Song frowned and subtly distanced herself from him.

"It's settled then, we're just passing by. If you can't beat me, you'll be the first to run away, and don't even think about me saving you."

No one was holding Wen Li back, so she quickened her pace and comforted her, "Don't worry, I promise we'll all be fine. Good will always prevail over evil."

Wen Li spoke with great confidence, but Wen Mingzhu glanced at her and said irritably, "You talk as if you can predict the future."

"Yes! I can predict the future!"

"Then tell me what the future holds!"

"What kind of situation? Of course, it's that I've become a great hero revered by the world, while you shamelessly go around saying I'm your sister, always trying to curry favor with me. You cry and beg me, pitifully chasing after me, but I just ignore you, no matter how hard you try, you can't catch up..."

"Wen Li! How dare you! Stop right there!"

"Mingzhu, slow down, don't lower yourself to her level!"

"Hey, why are you running? I'm over forty!"

Wen Li and the other two ran ahead, while Aunt Song sighed and walked slowly behind.

When they reached the courtyard gate and saw Shen Yingsi, they all quieted down.

In the courtyard, Shen Yingsi and Xie Xiao were leisurely drinking tea.

Shen Yingsi was also wearing clothes given to him by the villagers of Guiyue Village. He was dressed in black with a black braid, and his face was cold and stern. The extra hairband on his forehead covered the red mole that had a touch of Buddhist-like sanctity.

His aura was powerful, and the people who had entered with smiles immediately stopped smiling and became serious.

Everyone took their seats, waiting for Shen Yingsi to arrange the next steps. But after waiting for a long time, he was still leisurely drinking tea and eating pastries.

He didn't speak, and everyone else could only remain silent.

As time went on, everyone seemed a little anxious. Even Xie Xiao couldn't figure out what his fourth brother was up to, and he called everyone over but didn't say a word.

Wenli comfortably held the Second Master, teasing him with pastries.

Finally, Shen Yingsi spoke up: "For the next few days, we will remain inactive and wait until November 1st to attack the city."

"November 1st, that's only four days from now!"

Wen Mingzhu exclaimed in surprise, but when she saw Shen Yingsi looking over, she was so frightened that she hid behind Zhao Sicheng.

Zhao Sicheng was somewhat worried: "Are we just going to stay here and do nothing, waiting to launch a full-scale attack on the city in four days? Fourth Brother, isn't that too risky?"

Xie Xiao glanced at Shen Yingsi and explained, "We've been making a big show of our journey south. Three months ago, we announced to the world that His Highness was going to leave the capital and enter Yueban to kill the Ghost King. Even if Yueban City is completely sealed off, Xi Yu should know our whereabouts. And Fourth Brother's purpose is to attract his attention."

"By walking around the area around the moon yesterday, we let him know we were here. Fourth Brother has his reasons for making us wait for four days."

Wen Mingzhu swallowed hard and muttered softly, "I heard my father say that Xi Yu is currently the strongest being in the world. If the celestial beings from heaven were to descend to earth, he might be able to put up a fight."

"He wouldn't even consider us a threat. He's probably just playing with us like monkeys."

Shen Yingsi glanced at the group of people present and saw that they were all still confused. Only Wen Li sat leisurely to the side as if she wasn't listening to them. She was holding a hibiscus cake in her hand and eating it in small bites.

Shen Yingsi explained, "The Soul-Binding Curse requires seven days. November 1st is Xi Yu's death anniversary. His death anniversary is the best time to activate the formation. We will attack the city four days later. If all goes well, we will be able to enter. After seven days, we will successfully activate the formation, and then the Gate to the Underworld will open. I will then send him to hell."

Everyone was puzzled. They had heard of the Tongming Sect, but could there be a formation that could be activated?

What kind of formation?

Wen Mingzhu disregarded any formations and glanced at her companions, whispering, "Attack the city? Just... just the few of us? Us?"

"And how are we supposed to survive inside for seven days?"

There are countless demons inside. They couldn't even handle the group of demon corpses from yesterday, let alone attack the city; they'd be more likely to die.

Seeing Shen Yingsi's calm expression, Wen Mingzhu could only shrink behind Zhao Sicheng and silently complain.

Xie Xiao glanced at Wen Mingzhu and Zhao Sicheng: "You don't really think it's just the few of us who kill the Ghost King, do you?"

Zhao Sicheng and Wen Mingzhu looked confused. No, what else could it be?

These two had never traveled far from home and were well protected by their families, so they really didn't know much about their experience of killing demons in the Moon Palace.

Aunt Song knew that this trip to the Moon Palace was risky, but Song Nan just liked to go to places with lots of demons. She had been to every place in the world that needed to be visited, so what if he really got trapped inside?

However, even with the addition of Shen Yingsi, the journey was extremely dangerous for just a few children.

"At my age, if you guys are just going to your deaths, I don't have the time to play with you."

Xie Xiao explained, "We were just using this as a feint to lower the Ghost King's guard. Besides, we need to wait for someone these next few days; we're not the main force in this battle. Once we enter the Moon Palace, we only need to set up the formation, and we'll have people protecting us."

Hearing that someone was protecting her, Wen Mingzhu felt much more at ease.

"A feint attack? Waiting for someone? Waiting for whom?"

Zhao Sicheng was completely bewildered, but no one answered him. At the same time, he looked at Shen Yingsi with a hint of anger. Weren't they together? Why did they have to keep their plans a secret?

They didn't even explain the Soul-Repelling Formation to them.

Shen Yingsi said in a nonchalant tone, "An army will join us. You just need to help set up the formation. Aunt Song, you can wait until we finish fighting before going in. It will be safer that way."

Aunt Song asked, "You just mentioned feinting to the east while attacking to the west. What exactly does feinting to the east while attacking to the west mean?"

Xie Xiao glanced at Shen Yingsi and, seeing that he had no reaction, replied, "We don't know the situation inside Moon Half City, so naturally we don't know where the Ghost King is hiding. We need to give our companions who are coming from behind enough time to find the Ghost King's exact location."

Wen Li picked up the Second Master: "The feint attack is only useful against people who don't have much brains and haven't killed many demons. Oh, and also against arrogant people who don't want to use their brains."

"Xi Yu was humble and cautious when he was alive, but now that he's a ghost, he's become much more shameless. It's said that in the past, whenever anyone wanted to kill him at Yueban, he would open the city gates to welcome them. Even when an army of 100,000 came to the city gates, he still opened them wide without hesitation."

Shen Yingsi added: "He really is brainless and likes to be blindly confident. He should have died a long time ago, but for some reason he became a ghost. However, he is just a skeleton, without even brain water. The Fallen Immortal Mark on his bones makes him feel pain and want to die whenever he thinks. Since leaving Ghost Valley, he has locked himself in the Moon Half. Of course, he is too lazy to think about how others will kill him."

"However, he is indeed strong. This battle is a protracted one. If he swallows the Bigu Pill, he can last for ten or fifteen days. We can wear him down and kill him."

Xie Xiao looked at Shen Yingsi: "Fourth Brother, what preparations do we need to make in these four days? What are your plans for the day of the siege? Can you tell us now?"

Everyone had already changed into the same clothes as the villagers of Guiyue City. Wen Li stared blankly at Shen Yingsi's black clothes.

This person used to prefer light colors, which looked ethereal and beautiful. Now, these dark colors seem to give off a somewhat wicked vibe.

It's strange these days; people who shouldn't be playing the righteous are eager to be the villains.

Shen Yingsi tossed out several maps and instructed, "Familiarize yourselves with these maps over the next few days. Once the formation is set up, everyone except Xie Xiao should follow the escape routes I've given you and leave quickly. Then, immediately head to Danli to find Liang Qi. She will make arrangements for you."

Zhao Sicheng and Wen Mingzhu were stunned when they heard this. They were being abandoned halfway through the battle?

Wen Mingzhu was clearly pleased, as she gained both fame and fortune while also ensuring her safety.

It seems Father was right; this is a battle to gild her reputation, with only benefits and no drawbacks.

Zhao Sicheng was unhappy: "I don't want to. I want to fight alongside you."

Shen Yingsi glanced at him, unconcerned: "Want to die? Go ahead."

Xie Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Fourth Brother, how confident are you about this Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Instead of answering, Shen Yingsi turned to Wen Li, who was standing there in a daze, and asked, "Li, how confident do you think we are?"

Suddenly called upon, Wen Li glanced at him and quickly looked away, saying, "Perfect."

The book describes how things all succeeded, even though the price was too high. There's no reason why we should fail if we try again.

The real fear is that Shen Yingsi's resolve to kill Xi Yu may not be as firm as it was in his previous life.

After all, in the original text, this was another nightmare for him, another heartbreaking point in the novel.

But then I thought, since he's already turned to the dark side, would he still care about any price?

Shen Yingsi looked at her, seemingly agreeing with her answer. He nodded and replied to Zhao Sicheng, "Yes, I'm 100% sure."

Hearing this, the group had their own thoughts, but they were somewhat relieved.

No one spoke anymore.