Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Heh, child's play, daring to show off in front of an expert?"

Yi Chen smirked, standing firm against the wind, confronting the ominous figure inside the blood coffin, his aura was in no way inferior.

He had sensed something was wrong before the explosion of the blood coffin and had swiftly moved away to avoid the brunt of it.

As for how to mess with someone's mentality, Yi Chen had already gained a unique understanding of it in his past life.

In his earlier years when he was surfing the internet and engaging in gray industries as the leader of an online brigade, he summarized the Six Arts of the Netizen Noble.

Classic! Filial! Hasty! Joyful! Clam! Win!

Once you've mastered this six-character mantra, you can make nine out of ten people online crack, allowing even those who can't curse to stand undefeated in high-intensity surfing.

The key to usage is as follows.

Online, when insulted, don't rush or be afraid.

As soon as the other party speaks up, parry with the word "Classic".

If you want to curse, they want to praise, a single "Filial" will kill them with filial piety.

If they want to argue about the truth, break them down with "Hasty".

If they are right, and you are speechless, when you can't hold back anymore, leap into "Joyful" laughter, typing and shouting victory.

These are the Six Arts of the Netizen Noble.

Six words to break all techniques, brandishing the keyboard to dominate the world!

As a Taoist who understood human nature and had lived eighteen additional years, Yi Chen's skills had clearly become even more refined. The entity inside the blood coffin lost her composure after less than ten rounds of a tug-of-war battle with him and directly chose to self-destruct the blood coffin.

He hadn't even given her a tough fight yet, and here she was surrendering.

"Taoist, I will have you dead!"

"Remember, your killer is Yin Mountain Manor's Blood Corpse, Hu Erniang."

Hu Erniang was obviously beside herself with rage. Since her powers matured, she had never suffered such humiliation.

The blood coffin she self-destructed was made of Millennium Gloomy Wood, lying in it for years could enhance her cultivation. Today, however, she detonated it herself due to a mental imbalance, and now she was mad with hatred.

Adorned in a blood-red garment, she transformed into a streak of red light charging towards Yi Chen. Her fingernails on her hands suddenly grew more than ten centimeters, gleaming with a dark light under the moon, appearing extremely sharp.

An old merchant in the crowd with graying hair seemed to remember something, his face turning pale as he exclaimed with alarm, "It's over, we're done for. When I traveled in the South, I once heard a master say that Blood Corpse Hu Erniang from Yin Mountain Manor is formidable beyond compare and incredibly fast, like a fleeting light and shadow."

"It is said that even masters in the mid-stage of the Qi Refinement Realm have perished by her hand."

The old merchant seemed to command respect among the crowd, and upon hearing his words, many frowned with worry.

The inn outside was now shrouded in mist, making it hard to discern what was happening outside. Everyone tried to make themselves as small as possible to lower their presence, secretly watching the battle and praying that the masters from the Town Patrol Office would arrive soon.

"Bring it on!"

Yi Chen couldn't help but curve his lips into a smile at Hu Erniang's formidable aura.

Since his cultivation had greatly advanced a few days ago, he had been worrying about not having a worthy opponent to have a proper fight with and gauge his own strength. This Hu Erniang in front of him seemed to be a decent touchstone.

Not only could he test out his own level, but it wouldn't be like using a brand-new blade on a rock and dulling it.

This was the perfect timing!

"Pure Yang!"

"Activate!"

Yi Chen sighed inwardly, a soft "Pure Yang!"

Pale blue Inner Qi began to surge powerfully within him, and an awe-inspiring presence began to unfold.

It was as if an ancient ferocious beast was awakening, baring its ferocious fangs, like a devil finally tearing off its disguise.

His body started to grow taller, his joints thickening and expanding. On his feet, thighs, waist, hands, arms, and neck, layers of muscles began to proliferate and harden wildly, and a torrential power started dancing unrestrained within him.

"Scram!"

Yi Chen roared in anger, his palm swinging out as if swatting away an annoying insect, striking Hu Erniang who was rapidly swooping towards him.

Hu Erniang was sent flying at an angle, hitting the bluestone pavement outside the Red Dust Inn even faster than she had approached, creating a shallow, human-shaped crater.

This was still the result of Hu Erniang realizing something was amiss after Yi Chen fully unleashed his aura, swiftly dodging to the side and Yi Chen not hitting her squarely.

The spectating crowd turned to look at the old merchant with skepticism.

The merchant stiffened his neck and whispered to the crowd, "Although the Taoist before us is powerful, that master said that Blood Corpse Hu Erniang from Yin Mountain Manor can exert her strength to the utmost under the moon, and she's best at overpowering those who practice with brute force."

"There are only wrong names given, not wrong nicknames spoken. Let's not have too many expectations for this Taoist. I say this now, if we can survive today, it will still be thanks to the swift response of the Peacekeeping Department."

"This Taoist is unknown, and although he seems to be winning now, I'm afraid that as soon as Hu Erniu starts to exert her strength, the situation will immediately change."

By this time, aside from the few supporters of the old merchant, there were already people starting to harbor doubts.

No one spoke further; they all hid in corners of the inn in batches, observing the battle nervously.

Regardless, there was one thing the old merchant did not get wrong: their safety tonight was all dependent on Yi Chen.

Even if he was outmatched, as long as Yi Chen could hold on until the Peacekeeping Department responded, it would be a victory.

"Yin Mountain Mansion's Blood Corpse under the Yin Moon, is this all you've got?" Yi Chen raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of disappointment. He hadn't even used his True Yang Overpower, only unleashing his full strength in his normal state to reach this level. "If this is all you're capable of, then it's time you died for this poor Taoist!"

Yi Chen smirked viciously, transforming into a pale blue streak, and suddenly charged toward Hu Erniu.

Trash, unworthy of even being a whetstone for him.

An expedited death was her best destiny.

One punch!

Bricks flew chaotically.

The ground was smashed into a crater by Yi Chen!

But at this moment, his face showed no joy.

Inside the pit, there was no trace of Hu Erniu.

In the moonlight, Hu Erniu stood aloft, her blood-red corpse energy tumbling and roaring, causing her skirt and sleeves to flutter violently.

Her hair, black as ink, suddenly turned red as well.

However, she no longer sported her previous angry expression; replaced instead by a cold, deep indifference and the hidden rancor beneath it.

"Taoist, do you know why my nickname is the Blood Corpse under the Yin Moon?"

"Under the moonlight, I comprehended a natural spell at birth, and after years of cultivation, I pushed this technique to a very high state. If I'm willing to suffer a period of weakness, under the moonlight, my strength far exceeds what you can imagine."

"To witness my blood corpse state, you should feel proud. Leave your name, for your strength is not bad, and you deserve to let me know your name…"

In an instant, before Hu Erniu could finish speaking, she had transformed into a blood-red streak, attacking Yi Chen with a speed several times faster than before.

Corpse energy roiled around her, and her fangs suddenly grew two inches longer.

The Blood Corpse under the Yin Moon, Hu Erniu, shamelessly resorting to sneak attacks!

It seemed Yi Chen's power had put great pressure on her, causing her to resort to such cunning trickery.

In her blood corpse state, Hu Erniu's speed became unmatchable, and with a pace Yi Chen could hardly react to, she viciously clawed his face, leaving a tiny white dot.

For a moment, both the living and the corpse were taken aback.

One shocked by the other's robust defense, the other shocked by the other's staggering speed.

After a glance at each other, Hu Erniu's eyes shifted, as if she had thought of something, and then began to attack Yi Chen from various angles.

"Are you trying to scrape me to death?" Yi Chen swung his fists in bursts of anger, but Hu Erniu always managed to dodge nimbly, infuriating him to the point of cursing.

Hu Erniu remained silent and continued her fierce attacks.

After more than ten seconds, Yi Chen finally realized what this vicious woman was aiming for.

His white undergarment, which he wore when he arrived, was now riddled with holes, reduced to shreds by Hu Erniu's relentless assault.

"Hiss!"

"How wicked this woman is, wanting to strip this Taoist of his clothes."

"This is absolutely unbearable."

"She wants to have this Taoist standing naked in front of everyone!"

"You want this poor Taoist to die of shame if you can't kill him?"

Enough was enough; this wasn't an ordinary evil spirit anymore, heavy blows were necessary!

True Yang Overpower!

Yi Chen roared inside!

Today, he had to kill her!