After finishing lunch, he chatted with Wang Fubao and Zhang Xiaoqiang for a while before returning to the room with Li Shiyao.
In the room, Li Shiyao was restless. Yu Daochen wanted to comfort her, but after thinking for a long time, he didn't know what to say, so he simply closed his eyes and meditated.
Yu Daochen's current ultimate move was to condense the Samsara Blood Tears into a short sword for offense. Although it was very powerful, the burden on his body was too great; it was only suitable for self-preservation.
Now, he could only train the Devouring Flame Art to perfection to defeat that Holy Lord.
Li Shiyao did not eat dinner, and Yu Daochen was too lazy to go down, so he stayed in the room to cultivate.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Yu Daochen finished his meditation, opened his eyes, and stretched.
Seeing Li Shiyao quietly reading a geography book, Yu Daochen took out two Soul Calming Incense sticks from his bag, inserted them into an apple, and then took out a lighter to ignite them.
Li Shiyao, while reading, her eyelids slowly grew heavy.
When the Soul Calming Incense had burned halfway, seeing that Li Shiyao had fallen asleep, Yu Daochen stood up and walked to Li Shiyao's side to cover her with the quilt.
Coming to the door, Yu Daochen stuck a yellow talisman on the door. After confirming it was foolproof, he walked towards the corridor.
In the room, two men lay on the bed with their legs crossed.
One of the men took a cigarette from his pack, lit it, took a puff, and slowly exhaled, "Brother Zhang, I don't think that kid surnamed Yu is that strong."
The other man, referred to as Brother Zhang, stared at his phone screen and said, "I think so too. His aura is quite imposing."
The man sat up, a wicked grin on his face, "I think those old guys were scared out of their wits by his fight with Huang Yong. Why don't we..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the door was suddenly knocked. Both men looked towards the door.
The man called Brother Zhang gave a look to the man beside him.
The man nodded, extinguished his cigarette butt, and took out a talisman, ready to attack at any moment, "Who!"
There was no response from outside the door. After a few seconds, the two men relaxed and were about to put away their talismans when the door was knocked again.
The two men sensed something was wrong. The man called Brother Zhang took out a silver needle and gave a look to the man beside him. The man nodded, preparing to open the door.
If the situation was not right, he would shoot the silver needle the moment he opened the door.
The man walked to the door, nodded to Brother Zhang behind him, placed one hand on the doorknob, turned it, and yanked the door open. Before Brother Zhang could shoot the silver needle, a hand suddenly grabbed the man's neck.
The man's expression changed. Yu Daochen, using all his strength, kicked the man in the crotch.
"Ahhh!"
With a heart-wrenching scream, the man clutched his crotch and collapsed on the ground, curling into a shrimp.
All of this happened so fast that there was no time to react.
When Brother Zhang reacted and was about to flick the silver needle in his hand, Yu Daochen clenched the Kanglong Rod and struck at Brother Zhang.
Yu Daochen was incredibly fast. Brother Zhang had no time to dodge and could only raise his hand to block.
"Crack!"
A bone-cracking sound. Brother Zhang's hands were directly broken by the hard blow.
Yu Daochen did not hesitate and followed up with another kick to Brother Zhang's crotch.
Brother Zhang felt a tearing pain surge through him, and he knelt on the ground.
Yu Daochen clenched the Kanglong Rod in his hand and fiercely slammed it towards Brother Zhang's head.
"Crack!"
Another bone-cracking sound. Brother Zhang fell to the ground, blood flowing from his nostrils and mouth, his head caved in by half, revealing the brain matter inside.
The man watched the scene in front of him, stunned, and shouted, "Demon, demon, demon!"
Yu Daochen walked up to the man and raised the Kanglong Rod in his hand, striking down forcefully.
"Crack!"
Another bone-cracking sound. Blood flowed from the man's nose and mouth.
Yu Daochen looked at the souls of the two men and took out two yellow talismans from his pocket, shooting them at them.
When the souls were hit by the yellow talismans, they began to emit white smoke and finally dissipated in the room.
After watching the souls of the two men dissipate, Yu Daochen took a deep breath and said, "If it were before, perhaps I wouldn't have killed you. Since I've already broken my vow, killing one is no different from killing three."
Yu Daochen walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Yu Daochen's expression was blank, as if none of this had happened.
Influenced by the memories of his past life, Yu Daochen felt no panic or unease; it was as if he was accustomed to it.
Yu Daochen walked to the door of his own room. He originally wanted to wake Li Shiyao to go down and eat something together, but considering Li Shiyao had no appetite, he decided to go down and eat by himself.
Most people in this line of work were night owls, as they usually worked at night.
Arriving downstairs, Yu Daochen had just found a table to sit at when four staff members walked up.
Everyone glanced at Yu Daochen intentionally or unintentionally. All of them had clearly heard the screams from earlier.
Yu Daochen paid no mind, ordered a bowl of fried rice and a plate of cold slices, and began to eat by himself.
The Kanglong Rod hanging from Yu Daochen's lower back still bore the bloodstains from hitting the heads of the two men earlier.
Yu Daochen was too lazy to wipe it, nor was there any need to.
In this place, if you're not ruthless, you can't stand firm. To make everyone fear you, you must be heartless and cruel.
A moment later, four staff members came down carrying two corpses covered with white cloth.
Some people glanced at the carried corpses and then continued to eat.
Who among those who came here had not seen a dead person?
ps: Happy third day of the Lunar New Year, everyone. Today is also Valentine's Day. Wishing you all a happy Valentine's Day. If you don't have a boyfriend, you can consider me (just kidding).
Thanks: Thanks to [Jin Lun Who Loves Eating Mango Slices] for the gift.