The power unleashed by the two giant wolves was like that of demons, stirring up wind and clouds, sending sand and stones flying within dozens of meters, with a fierce wind howling. From a distance, one could only see two figures, one black and one white, moving swiftly between the heavens and the earth, constantly changing positions, and no one could tell when the two wolf shadows would switch places.

How easy would it be for Feng Ruoxing to cut through the two wolf shadows and separate them at this time?

Feng Ruoxing quickly contacted Nie Xiaochun, "Xiaochun, please ask the Ancestral Master to come and save us."

Feng Ruoxing slowly lowered her swords, her eyes fixed on the wolf shadows in the air, her gaze also moving quickly with the changing wolf shadows—she was waiting for an opportunity, and also making the final preparations before risking her life.

If the Ancestral Master didn't come, Feng Ruoxing could only rush into the battle when the two wolf shadows were fighting most fiercely, to buy us the last time to survive.

While Feng Ruoxing was concentrating on staring at the wolf shadows, she heard the sound of a long sword being drawn from its sheath. She glanced sideways and saw Xia Mengying already holding her sword, posing in a defensive stance.

From the awe-inspiring aura emanating from Xia Mengying's sword, it was clear that she was a master of swordsmanship no less skilled than Feng Ruoxing.

The Confucian school of swordsmanship was unparalleled in the martial world. If anyone used the term "weak scholar" to describe a Confucian disciple, they would be terribly wrong.

Before the Song Dynasty, scholars were not weak. A scholar's sword was by no means a mere decoration, but could be used to fight enemies.

The lost swordsmanship of the Confucians was preserved in the Shu Dao Confucian school, and it shone brightly within the Shu Dao.

Xia Mengying was a master of Confucian swordsmanship.

Feng Ruoxing's gaze narrowed slightly, and Xia Mengying said, "Someone is coming!"

Feng Ruoxing also keenly felt that someone was walking slowly towards them.

When the two looked into the distance at the same time, there were already two figures, a man and a woman, standing by the roadside. The man was over two meters tall, with a black coffin on his back. The woman beside him seemed petite and exquisite, but gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.

As Feng Ruoxing looked at them, the woman said, "From the Coffin Gate, Tian Dan greets you fellow Daoists."

"Coffin Gate!" Feng Ruoxing's gaze narrowed slightly, "What do you want?"

Tian Dan smiled and said, "You are still a bit inferior to Li Po and Ye Yang. If Li Po were here, he would immediately be able to tell my purpose."

"To avoid wasting each other's time, I'll just tell you my purpose!"

"I came to Yangcheng to incorporate the Liangjie Tang (Two Realms Hall). The Coffin Gate doesn't need so many branches, one Coffin Gate is enough. The Yin-Yang lineage, as an appendage of the Coffin Gate, should return. But..."

The woman changed her tone and said, "The Coffin Gate never accepts useless people. Those who enter through connections will only ruin the Coffin Gate's reputation. So, before incorporating Li Po, I have to give him a small test."

Feng Ruoxing's face turned cold: "The advancement mission and the things in the provincial capital were your doing?"

The woman shook a finger and said, "I have to say, you're overthinking it."

"Although the Coffin Gate has a detached position, it cannot control the Underworld. I was just waiting for Li Po to encounter a secret order that was enough to give him a headache."

"Once Li Po receives the secret order, I will turn the problem into a dangerous situation, the dangerous situation into a crisis, and the crisis into a dead end. In short, I have to constantly test Li Po until he can meet the requirements of the Coffin Gate."

Feng Ruoxing said in a deep voice, "The two sorcerers in the provincial capital who wanted to target the Liangjie Tang, and the three Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren who came to intercept and kill Li Po, were all your doing?"

"That's right!" The woman nodded, "That was just part of the test. However, I didn't expect Li Po's subordinates to be so talented that they solved my two problems without him even having to take action."

"So! I can only take away the *Xie Guan Pu* (Cursed Coffin Manual) from the Eight-Foot Coffin Shop and add a little more difficulty for him."

Before Feng Ruoxing could speak, the woman preemptively said, "Feng Ruoxing, I hope you don't say something naive like 'who the *Xie Guan Pu* should belong to'."

"In this martial world, only the weak talk about reason. With enough chips, the word 'reason' ceases to exist."

Feng Ruoxing then understood why Old Liu said in the Eight-Foot Coffin Shop: to flatten the Coffin Gate. It turned out that he had long seen through the Coffin Gate's plan, otherwise, he would not have developed murderous intentions towards a sect of the same origin.

The woman said lightly, "Originally, I should have come out to find him after Li Po had carried out his mission. Now that he has advanced to the Transcendent Realm, it can shorten the Coffin Gate's assessment of him. I can directly bring him into the Coffin Gate."

"As for the Liangjie Tang? Including Li Po, only four people have the qualifications to enter the Coffin Gate. Ye Yang, Wang Butcher, and Liu Bao can join the Coffin Gate, as for you, Feng Ruoxing! Find another job!"

The woman said to herself, "All the spiritual entities of the Liangjie Tang must also be put on the Yu Hun Huan (Soul Control Rings). Li Po raising Yin spirits without control is the same as befriending Yin spirits, which is a taboo in the Shu Dao and a disgrace to the Coffin Gate."

"The sect will never allow such a thing to happen."