After descending the mountain, the aloof female CEO became attached to me.

"You too, I see your forehead is dark, your luck is not good."

"Within three days, there may be bloodshed."

"At that time, you will also have to kneel down and beg me."

Chu Tian looked at Wu Liang and said in the same tone.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Wu Liang looked disdainful and turned to leave.

He didn't believe Chu Tian's charlatan words at all; in his opinion, the other party was just making a fuss.

"Hey!"

However, after taking only a few steps, his foot suddenly slipped, and he almost fell.

"Damn! Whose brat poops anywhere?"

When I lifted my feet, I saw a yellowish, sticky substance that emitted a pungent stench that shot straight to the top of my head.

Wu Liang gagged, nearly vomiting his breakfast.

I endured the nausea and continued on my way.

"what!"

However, after taking only a few steps, a marble flew out of nowhere and hit Wu Liang squarely on the forehead.

A stream of blood flowed down his forehead.

Wu Liang roared in pain, his eyes instantly filled with terror.

A bloody disaster?

Could it be that Chu Tian was right after all?

A chill ran through him, and Wu Liang dared not linger any longer, so he hurriedly ran away without looking back.

The people at Yu Bao Xuan burst into laughter when they saw Wu Liang's humiliation.

Lei Long suppressed a laugh, his admiration for Chu Tian reaching its peak.

Not only could he see through Wu Liang's illness at a glance, but he could also predict that Wu Liang would suffer a bloody disaster.

He truly is a reclusive master.

“Mr. Chu, I cannot express my gratitude enough. A peach wood plaque worth a million is definitely not enough.”

"There are ten million in this card, it's just a small token of my appreciation."

Lei Long took out a bank card and handed it over.

Chu Tian didn't stand on ceremony. He took the bank card, said a simple thank you, and left the antique street.

……

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the Tang family home.

Tang Yurou hadn't finished get off work yet, but Chu Tian had already been wandering around outside for a while.

Anyone who didn't know better would think Chu Tian was the CEO!

However, as far as Chu Tian was concerned, with Liu Dazhuang and his team protecting Tang Yurou's company, nothing would go wrong.

If anything happens, just give him a call.

Banishing the jumbled thoughts from his mind, Chu Tian placed the plaque on the bed.

Looking at the peach wood plaque in front of him, which was over a meter long, Chu Tian frowned.

He could clearly sense the intense malevolent energy hidden within the peach wood plaque.

But we don't know what caused it.

"Master said that there are three types of malevolent energy."

“They are formed from people, things, and thoughts respectively.”

"The so-called 'thought' refers to evil thoughts in the human body. If a person's obsession is too deep, it will generate a malevolent aura."

"Some martial artists who become possessed by evil spirits will also generate malevolent energy."

"As for the objects, they are demonic weapons. They have generated malevolent energy due to the influence of their users."

Chu Tian muttered to himself, his gaze more solemn than ever before.

If it's a murder weapon, that's one thing, but if it's a "thought," it's very likely that it has already formed a malevolent spirit.

Evil spirits often possess immense malevolent energy; if released carelessly, they can bring devastating disaster to a city.

Chu Tian was hesitant to gamble. He could subdue the evil spirit, but it would take time.

During this time, the evil spirits may harm many innocent people.

But if it's not a malevolent spirit, then it's either a person or an object.

It's absolutely impossible for a person to fit inside such a small peach wood plaque.

A large bust is a strong possibility.

"Fine, even if it's a malevolent spirit formed from thought, I, the young master, have a way to subdue it."

"If all else fails, I can just sacrifice some of my cultivation."

"If it's the murder weapon, then we've hit the jackpot."

With this thought in mind, Chu Tian made up his mind and slammed his palm, which he had gathered all his strength, hard onto the peach wood plaque.

Such a powerful and malevolent aura, if it were a weapon, would surely be an unparalleled weapon of mass destruction.

But Chu Tian wasn't sure, so he focused intently on the peach wood plaque.

The internal energy within the body was like a surging river, already ready.

As long as the plaque contains a "fierce spirit," he will immediately reseal it at the cost of sacrificing his cultivation.

boom!

Suddenly, a loud noise came.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and a dazzling black-gold light shone brightly, like a demonized sun, blinding to the eye.

Chu Tian subconsciously closed his eyes, and immediately felt a sharp sword aura surge towards him.

"It's a murder weapon, not a malevolent spirit."

Chu Tian's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved. He quickly opened his eyes and saw a three-foot-long sword shooting fiercely toward his brow.

"This is……"

Chu Tian was slightly startled, but without thinking too much, he swiftly extended two fingers and caught the incoming longsword in his hand.

The sword was entirely black, with exquisite craftsmanship.

The sword has two blades, one engraved with mountains, rivers, the sun and moon, and the other engraved with the stars in the sky.

It is about three feet long and has a sharp, menacing edge.

"This is actually the long-lost Black Qilin?"

Chu Tian excitedly grasped the sword in his hand, overjoyed.

He once saw an ancient book that recorded a swordsman of extraordinary talent a thousand years ago.

With one sword, he could cleave a river; with one sword, he could split a mountain; with one sword, he could slay hundreds of grandmasters.

At that time, he was hailed as the best in the world, unmatched by anyone with his sword.

Unfortunately, he later strayed into the demonic path after his lover was killed.

The sword in his hand was thus transformed into a demon, becoming an unparalleled weapon of destruction.

It is said that countless warriors died by his sword back then.

Later, it naturally provoked righteous people to jointly condemn him, resulting in his death and the annihilation of his teachings.

The sword in his hand was so malevolent that no one could subdue it, so they joined forces to seal it away.

This sword is the black Qilin before us.

With a single sword strike, the Qilin stirs.

The winds of change are blowing, and the mountains and rivers are shaking.

"Everyone knows that Wudang has the Heaven-Slaying Sword, Longhu has the Azure Emperor, and Kunlun has the Dragon Sparrow."

"These three swords are recognized as the three great swords of the martial arts world, but little do people know that among these three swords, the Ink Kirin is the number one."

Chu Tian brandished his sword, unleashing streaks of sharp sword energy that seemed to tremble the very space around him.

"It is said that the Black Qilin is an unparalleled weapon of destruction, and no one can subdue it."

"That's because they hadn't met me before."

In just a short while, Chu Tian was able to wield the Ink Kirin with ease, and with each swing, he could feel the terrifying power it brought.

Chu Tian is hailed as the "Number One Swordsman Under Heaven," but only he knows that as long as the old man is still alive, he is not truly the number one swordsman under heaven.

but now……

"Dudududu!"

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

Chu Tian took out his phone and his face immediately darkened.

"The Yin Ghost Sect, we've finally found you."