Chapter 145 In the Mine
　　In just a few minutes, Ye Yang's voice had vibrated my eardrums painfully.

　　When Wu Clan chanting reaches a certain level, it's like the roar of a god, deterring demons and driving ghosts. However, Wu shamans' chanting is very short, only a few words.

　　Even when the shaman is chanting, they're repeating the same Wu text over and over again.

　　But how could the Wu text that Ye Yang was chanting not have any repetition?

　　I know Wu spells, but the Wu spells I've learned are late-stage incantations that Wu shamans improved after the decline of the Wu Clan.

　　The Mo Sha who taught me Wu spells told me that the truly terrifying ancient Wu spells had long been lost, and there were very few people in the world who could recognize the ancient Wu text.

　　Is Ye Yang chanting ancient Wu spells?

　　While I was still wondering, I heard a vibration coming from the depths of the mine. It wasn't the tremor produced after an explosion, but rather a vibration that seemed to occur when a large mechanism was running.

　　Is Ye Yang turning a mechanism?

　　I turned around to go in and see what was going on, but I heard someone in the distance say, "Hall Master Li, long time no see!"

　　When I looked in the direction of the voice, I saw a team of dozens of people slowly walking from the direction of Matitou Village.

　　The leader was probably in his fifties and looked unremarkable, but he gave me an extremely dangerous feeling.

　　The person behind him was the pale-faced Fan Fang.

　　The man walked to a place five or six meters away from me and cupped his hands again, saying, "Jia Yixiao, a Yang Jian Jie Ming Ren (one who borrows life from the underworld) under Wu Sheng Sect, greets Wolf King."

　　I responded indifferently, "Liangjie Hall is handling affairs here, idlers please leave."

　　Jia Yixiao said calmly, "I have already witnessed Hall Master Li's methods. Please, Hall Master Li, show mercy for the sake of us both being Jie Ming Ren, and make things convenient."

　　I sneered, "Since you know I'm a Jie Ming Ren, you should know the rules of Jie Ming Ren. Make way!"

　　When Jianghu people say "make way," it's actually a kind of politeness with anger. In reality, it's no different from saying "scram!"

　　It's just that they temporarily give the other party some face. If they continue to pester, the words won't be so polite.

　　Jia Yixiao smiled slightly, "I know Hall Master Li is angry. I wonder if Fan Fang's head can be exchanged for an opportunity for me to speak?"

　　Fan Fang knelt on the ground with a pale face, "Commander, I've worked for Wu Sheng for many years. Even if I haven't made any contributions, I've still worked hard..."

　　Jia Yixiao sneered, "Wu Sheng won't forget your contributions. The Dragon Head has also seen your hard work. If you had simply offended Liangjie Hall, the Dragon Head would never have used your head to make peace."

　　"But you shouldn't have, under any circumstances, cooperated with the Reincarnation Division to disrupt the Dragon Head's plan."

　　"If this matter isn't punished by your death, who will die?"

　　Fan Fang argued, "Commander, I'm wronged! Hua Wuxin has long been a member of the Reincarnation Division. My forcing Li Po away was also for Wu Sheng."

　　"Besides, why should we hand over the ancient town that the higher-ups spent several years and invested hundreds of millions to build to Li Po?"

　　"I've been in a stalemate with Hua Wuxin in the ancient town for so long, and he's almost about to compromise. I'm not willing to hand over the ancient town to Li Po at this time!"

　　Jia Yixiao said coldly, "So?"

　　"You deliberately said half of the Dragon Head's words and left the other half unsaid. You made Hall Master Li suspicious, and then you falsely conveyed the Dragon Head's order, angering Hall Master Li. Is that why this cooperation broke up unhappily?"

　　"Your last phone call wasn't to the Dragon Head, but to the Reincarnation Division."

　　"Since you can discuss important matters with the Reincarnation Division, then your head is no longer needed!"

　　With just a slight wave of Jia Yixiao's hand, the disciple behind him raised his knife and chopped off Fan Fang's head.

　　The bloody head rolled to my feet before stopping. Fan Fang's headless body remained standing on the ground.

　　Jia Yixiao smiled faintly, "Hall Master Li, this head is just our sincerity. If Hall Master Li still doesn't feel appeased, feel free to scatter his soul."

　　I waved my hand and said, "I'll say it one last time. Liangjie Hall is handling affairs. Idlers, get lost!"

　　Jia Yixiao's face finally couldn't hold back, "Hall Master Li, I have repeatedly lowered my posture, not because Wu Sheng is afraid of your Liangjie Hall, but because I don't want to cause unnecessary conflict because of misunderstandings."

　　"Hall Master Li, you are too relentless!"

　　I kicked Fan Fang's head back with a backhanded foot, "See for yourselves what you have done!"

　　Jia Yixiao then pointed out a finger, piercing Fan Fang's head in the air, but there was only blood on the head, and no phosphorescence.

　　Jia Yixiao couldn't help but gasp, "What's going on?"

　　I sneered, "Ask yourself! What do you mean by kicking an empty head to my feet?"

　　"I..." Jia Yixiao's face suddenly changed, and he turned around and shouted at his subordinates, "Fan Fang, you have a lot of guts. The Dragon Head entrusted Beishui Town to you. How dare you collude with Hua Wuxin?"

　　"No!" Jia Yixiao said sharply, "Hua Wuxin, come out here. A dignified tycoon of the arcane arts, hiding his head and showing his tail, plotting against low-level arcanists, what kind of skill is that?"

　　Jia Yixiao was furious, but the subordinates he brought stood still, not even daring to look Jia Yixiao in the eye.

　　Jia Yixiao felt that Hua Wuxin was among these people.