Wuluotian and Wuxian talking back and forth, almost making Yuanhui's head spin.

"Hey, that's enough of you guys!!!"

After rescuing Juxi and returning to the front gate of the academy, Yuanhui seemed to wake up from a daze for the first time and looked at Juxi now with serious eyes.

After sizing up Juxi's appearance, Wuluotian couldn't help but nod in admiration, "Son, you have indeed encountered a good seedling, but..."

"But what?"

Wuluotian's twisted expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit. Yuanhui could tell he didn't want to face his son candidly, hence his expression.

"But is he really a man?"

"Yes."

"Oh, I see..."

Suddenly, Wuluotian's expression turned serious, and he placed both hands on Yuanhui's shoulders, earnestly advising him,

"Son, as for dating a girlfriend, father won't oppose it irrationally like your grandfather did, because it's your freedom, but..."

The father had a hesitant look again, which made Yuanhui impatient.

And so Yuanhui humbly clasped his hands, after all, his father's current strength was truly formidable, effortlessly dealing with the realm-crossing Hundred Ghosts Mad Knife, coupled with a certain sentence from the knife that made Yuanhui believe that his father's strength was not just realm-crossing but even higher, reaching the realm of immortality!

Regardless, changing the subject was Yuanhui's strong suit. Besides Sister Tong, he could fool anyone else.

"Well, the thing is, we found a peculiar tree stump on the mountaintop, I wonder if..."

"A tree stump? Not very clear, but if we could see it ourselves, maybe we could have some clues."

"But father... could it be dangerous?"

"Child, no risk, no gain. This phrase is always applicable no matter when!"

This was bad – his father insisted on investigating, ignoring Yuanhui's obstruction.

And so, after father and son finished inspecting Juxi, they headed towards the lone protruding rock on the mountaintop, one in front and one behind.

"Father, you can't!"

Yuanhui, who refused to give up, still stepped forward to block. When Juxi saw that snowflakes had formed the word "death," he immediately spit out blood and fainted. Would it be dangerous to look at it again now?

When he finally saw the characters, he felt disappointed. He waved his hand to shake his head, saying, "It's okay, it's a word I left behind."

"What?!"

Though somewhat surprised, Yuanhui could finally relax a bit knowing that the menacing characters were left by his father himself.

"Yes, this word was specially prepared by me to obstruct the Immortal Emperor's army from coming up the mountain."

Father nodded silently, wiped away the snow, revealing the full outline of the stone inscribed with the word of death: Death Servant Exterminate... It was actually the Death Servant Exterminate Formation!

The six characters revealed in full, the aura of killing rushing over him, made Yuanhui stiffen at the sight. The feeling of bloodshed was overwhelming – no longer just the initial ruthless air, but a sense of a surging sea of blood.

This was truly heart-stopping. Yuanhui's vision gradually blurred, and the snowy mountaintop was now littered with corpses.

Drip, drip!

Corpse after corpse appeared at his feet, some human, some beasts, and some unknown creatures.

"What... what is this?!"

He couldn't help but stare in astonishment; he was clearly on Tianxue Mountain, so why did he suddenly find himself in an ancient battlefield?

With one side holding a flag inscribed with the word "Ling" and the other with the word "Wu," their banners fluttered in the earth, leaving Yuanhui feeling uneasy at the center of the chaos.

"Charge!!!"

Just then, the two sides rushed forward like a tidal wave, and at the moment of sword and spear clashing, his father's voice echoed in his ear.

"Stop!"

With a snap.

Yuanhui's vision changed, and when he regained his senses, he realized he was lying on the snow, looking up at the sky.

"What... what just happened?"

Yuanhui's head was pounding, the vivid experiences in his mind were terrifyingly realistic.

"You were under a spell just now. These words are a kind of illusion array. Whenever someone sees these words, they will recall some unpleasant memories."

Father said blandly, wiping away the words inscribed on the tree stump.

It was useless now; keeping them would only leave a trail of sin.

"Father, what were those..."

Yuanhui was about to explore further, but Yubatian avoided the topic, saying instead, "When you roam the world, you will naturally understand what happened today. I don't need to say more, and you don't need to ask more. One day, you will know."

"I understand."

Yuanhui understood his father's meaning, nodding (while thinking to himself: my father is acting...).

He was just an ordinary martial artist, not yet possessing the power to roam the world. But his father could say such things to him, making Yuanhui very clear about the situation.

"Son, whatever you want, just say it. I am very pleased with your performance during this period. I am not a stingy person; speak your request, and as long as I can do it, I will do my best to help you," his father said slowly.

"Money? Or women and status?"

Yuanhui waved his hand to decline slowly, "Thank you very much for your kindness, but I don't seek these things; after all, I already have them..."

"Oh... well, that's convenient. Since I can't fulfill your wishes," his father raised an eyebrow, jokingly.

"...Ha ha ha, just kidding, didn't expect you to already have everything," Yuanhui shook his head, slightly displeased with his father's attitude. "As warriors, we follow the path of martial arts. How can we be attached to such vulgar things?"

"Really? Do you have anyone you want to kill? Even if it's a member of one of the four prominent families in Capital, I can deal with them for you," his father's finger pointed directly at Yuanhui's most vulnerable spot...

"It's none of my business; I haven't made enemies with anyone. And if I did, it would be because of you, father."

His father's expression made Yuanhui conflicted. However, as he had already shown his ability to easily deal with a major family, this was the quickest and simplest way forward.

After a moment, Yuanhui dismissed his doubts, and with a determined tone, he reassured his father, "Thank you, but I have already made up my mind. I will personally deal with all grievances. After all, if I rely on others, I will regret it for a lifetime!"

Wuwu, this was the only way Yuanhui could put it now. After all, he was known as a good young man who helped out whenever there was injustice. Although he usually kept a low profile, he couldn't leave his father hanging, right?

"All right, that's great ambition," Wuluotian praised, "Indeed, my son, you are extraordinary."

"Having ambition is good, of course, but this is the first time since I roamed the world that I have been able to repay someone. Son, are you really going to pass up this opportunity?"

Wuluotian looked at Yuanhui, waiting for his answer.

"Well..." Yuanhui was somewhat tempted, but realizing he did not really need anything, he hesitated.

"I can also teach you a kind of Illusory Realm technique, or instruct you on a method to control Chi, what do you think...?"

Suddenly, his father dangled this temptation, causing Yuanhui's dim eyes to light up. So he promptly said, "Father, I want to learn your Death Servant Exterminate Formation!"

"You want to learn my formation?!" Wuluotian's smile vanished instantly. "You have already understood the basics of this formation, it is already clear to you. This is a form of black magic! No, you can't..."

Yuanhui's eyes lit up, clasping his hands together, "Son here thanks father for the gift!"

"This... sigh, you really know how to put me in a tough spot!"

Now Wuluotian was even more cornered, but upon reflection, he knew his son was not one to misuse these teachings. Perhaps passing on this sinister formation to him would not... probably... end badly?

Thinking this, Wuluotian walked over to Yuanhui and pointed a radiance-infused finger at his forehead, inscribing a bloody cross there.

Beside it were six large characters: Death Servant Exterminate Formation!

"The foundational level of the Death Servant Exterminate Formation, once mastered, can unleash the effects of a fifth-level illusion, plunging ordinary people into despair."

"Very good, very good, son, you catch on quickly."

"Yes, the complete version of the Death Servant Exterminate Formation, once mastered, can reshape the heavens and earth, create dreams, until the practitioner's death... death?! What?!"

Presented before Yuanhui were the complete contents of these two formations. After noting the key points, he gained more insights, making the foundation more proficient and integrated – that is, there were three words: "Can't learn!"

These weren't the real issues. Just the ridiculous way of casting the spell made Yuanhui feel a bit frightened.

In other words, if the other party broke the formation, then...

"So I would die... Oh well, in the martial world, who doesn't face a blade, being killed by a sword is just the same!"

"Don't force yourself!" Wuluotian shook his head, sighing.

While he admired his son's stubbornness, it had already gone too far. Perhaps learning such a formation may not be the best choice.

"The foundational level is a formation you can master for shaping formations, while the complete level requires you to reach the later stages of the realm and master the Chi throughout your body before learning. Not allowing you to learn this Death Servant Exterminate Formation is one thing; another thing is that I only have the foundational and complete levels in my possession. I only have these two remnants. As for the last part, I've searched far and wide, but unfortunately, have not found it; your father is truly regretful!"

"How could this be?!"

If a technique had only two sections, wasn't it incomplete?

"But don't lose heart – our Wu Family is most famous for our footwork, perhaps you'd like to learn about that?"

"Hehe, alright... wait a moment!"