In the early hours, in Y City, within the intensive care unit.

Chen Che, whose Yin Soul had been taken away by Ma Mian and Niu Tou, relied on the oxygen mask to maintain his Yang Soul.

There were just over two months left until the deadline Ma Mian and Niu Tou had set for Chen Hao. Considering Chen Hao's current progress in martial arts cultivation, he had a great chance of defeating King Ning when the time came.

The pallid light in the hospital corridor shone through the glass, slightly illuminating Chen Che's peaceful yet aged face.

Suddenly, a gust of chilly wind blew in, causing everything in the ward, including the bed and the IV drip, to sway slightly.

Next, a strong stench of alcohol spread throughout the ward, followed by the appearance of a half-faced drunken immortal in tattered clothes. He floated over to the bedside and sneered at Chen Che lying on the bed, "Sorry about this! Blame it on your arrogant and presumptuous grandson!"

With that, the drunken immortal raised his hand and pinched the oxygen tube.

"Beep beep beep beep!" The heart rate monitor issued an urgent warning sound.

"Woof!" Suddenly, a yellow dog lunged at the drunken immortal. This was a dog created by Ye Yuqiao using a Yellow Talisman, sent to guard Chen Hao's grandfather.

...

Meanwhile, by the river in Hetou Village, Ping County, Chen Hao suddenly emitted a soft cry in his sleep, waking Ye Yuqiao, who lay in his arms.

Ye Yuqiao looked up at Chen Hao and saw tears streaming down his face in his nightmare, and a sense of ominous premonition suddenly struck her. She caressed Chen Hao's face, gently wiping away his tears, and asked with a furrowed brow and concern, "Chen Hao, what's wrong?"

Chen Hao kept his eyes closed, his brow filled with bitter lines. He kept making pained noises, and tears continued to well up in the corners of his eyes.

"Chen Hao! Chen Hao!" Ye Yuqiao slapped Chen Hao's cheek, calling him out of his sleep.

"Ah!" With a shocked scream, Chen Hao abruptly opened his eyes, his face filled with panic and cold sweat.

Ye Yuqiao's gentle hand caressed Chen Hao's cheek as she asked anxiously, "What nightmare did you have?"

Chen Hao shook his head, panting to explain, "I didn't dream anything, but for some reason, I feel so sad, like I want to cry!"

Ye Yuqiao embraced Chen Hao's head in her hands, comforting him softly, "It's okay, it's okay!"

...

The next day, at dawn.

Since they had to attend school, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao got up early, bid farewell to the villagers of Hetou Village, and took a ride back to downtown Y City.

Probably due to lack of sleep the previous night, Chen Hao looked extremely pale today, his entire face gloomy with a hint of gravity. Sitting in the car, his right hand was tightly clasped with Ye Yuqiao's left hand, his mind constantly uneasy.

"What's wrong with you today?" Ye Yuqiao asked.

Chen Hao shook his head, his face downcast as he said, "I don't know what's up today, I feel so oppressed inside!"

At 8:30 in the morning, Chen Hao and Ye Yuqiao returned to their apartment building. As soon as they got out of the car, Chen Hao saw a group of familiar faces waiting downstairs. Besides Tang Chao, Tang Jing, and Xie Xiaofeng, most of them were from the Yin Yang Master Association. This included Xie Da, who had resigned as the vice president of the Yin Yang Master Association two months earlier.

Seeing their sober faces looking towards him, Chen Hao had a premonition that something bad had happened.

"What happened?" Chen Hao, with a grave expression, approached the group, his body involuntarily shivering non-stop.

Everyone looked at Chen Hao with sorrowful eyes, but no one responded to his question.

It wasn't until half a minute later that Lin Xiaofan suddenly burst through the crowd, crying, throwing herself into Chen Hao's embrace, and sobbed, "Chen Hao, Grandpa is gone!"

This news struck Chen Hao like a bolt from the blue, and his mind was instantly filled with a roaring thunder. He looked at everyone in front of him with a dazed gaze, his face pale as death.

"What, that's impossible!" Ye Yuqiao, standing behind Chen Hao, shook her head again and again, tears streaming down. She looked at Chen Hao's stiff and frail figure, filled with guilt and utter despair!

"Chen Hao!" Lin Xiaofan stepped away from Chen Hao, continuing to sob. Though heartbroken, she still tried to comfort Chen Hao, "Grandpa is gone; you must restrain your grief."

Chen Hao's gaze remained frozen, and the thunder still roared in his head. Everything seemed to happen too quickly, and unreal to him!

Afterward, representatives from the Yin Yang Master Association such as Xie Da, Ren Deshan, and Liu Yongping, as well as friends like Tang Jing, Tang Chao, and Xie Xiaofeng, took turns consoling Chen Hao.

And Chen Hao's face retained that dazed look, pale as death. It was not until Ye Yuqiao came up to him and hugged him tightly that he finally buried his head in her shoulder and broke down in tears.

"Grandpa is dead," Chen Hao's voice and body shook violently, his hot tears soaking through the fabric on Ye Yuqiao's shoulder, seeping into her heart. "All my efforts these past few months have been in vain!"

Hearing Chen Hao say this, Ye Yuqiao cried even harder.

"How could Grandpa possibly be gone?" Chen Hao's teeth chattered uncontrollably, clacking together. "Didn't they say that as long as I fulfilled their demands before the deadline, they would release Grandpa?"

Ye Yuqiao hugged Chen Hao tightly, constantly apologizing in her heart.

...

In the Netherworld, night had fallen.

Upon hearing of Chen Hao's grandfather's death, King Ning immediately took his sedan chair to Qian Mansion, believing that Chen Hao's grandfather had been killed at the command of Qian Feng.

After sitting in the hall for not long, Qian Feng hurried in. Before King Ning could speak, Qian Feng was the first to clasp his fists with glee, saying, "Congratulations, congratulations!"

King Ning's pupils shrank at this, his face showing confusion as he asked, "I came here today to congratulate the Clan Leader Qian, so why is Clan Leader Qian congratulating me instead?"

Qian Feng laughed heartily, his eyes still hollow. After his laughter, Qian Feng's expression suddenly turned serious as he explained, "A few days ago, I heard that King Ning had a disagreement with that boy Chen Hao, and he killed quite a few of your trusted men. Last night, your Drunken Immortal sneaked into the hospital and ended the old man's life, venting out your anger for you. Therefore, I must congratulate King Ning!"

Hearing this, King Ning's eyes lit up, exclaiming in surprise, "Are you saying that the Drunken Immortal killed Chen Hao's grandfather?"

"Exactly!" Qian Feng smiled smugly, then approached King Ning and sneered, "I also want to thank King Ning for venting out a grievance for me. As for the matter of plotting financial gain together, we can talk about that another time!"

"How did Clan Leader Qian come to know of this matter?"

"Humph!" Qian Feng suddenly stopped smiling, "King Ning, let's not beat around the bush. Don't think I'm unaware of your intentions regarding the information about Chen Hao's grandfather! Although that boy Chen Hao is insignificant to me, being able to use your own tactics against you and turning the situation in my favor is something worth celebrating indeed!"

King Ning said nothing more, snorted angrily and, with a flick of his sleeve, left Qian Mansion, returning to the mortal world in a hurry to find the Drunken Immortal in Cang County.

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