Zhu Tong had been worried these past few days.

He always felt that Bai Yu wasn't someone who would give up easily.

Yet, for the past few days, Bai Yu's actions had been completely normal.

Apart from appearing a bit gloomy, he occasionally bought pork and beef to feed the black dog.

"It seems he's really planning to give the black dog away, and he's only feeding it well because he's feeling down."

Zhu Tong relaxed and sighed.

"In life, nine out of ten things don't go as one wishes, and the remaining one or two are even worse."

"To live well, one must let go of some things, and Bai Yu is no exception."

With that, Zhu Tong resumed his calculations, checking the month's income for the charity mortuary.

Day by day passed, and Bai Yu showed no signs of any unusual activity.

The day for Second Master Zuo to collect protection fees was fast approaching.

On the twelfth night, Bai Yu extinguished the lamp.

He allocated several hundred life experience points to his crossbow skills.

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A cold smile appeared on Bai Yu's lips as he stuffed clothes into his bed to make it look like someone was sleeping there.

Like a swallow, he leapt out of the window.

Dressed in nightwalker clothes, he swiftly traversed the night sky.

Before long, he reached the rooftop of a small alley and quietly lay in wait.

His pitch-black nightwalker clothes made him nearly invisible in the darkness.

Though Bai Yu seemed to have done nothing these days, he had actually been secretly following Second Master Zuo at night, learning his routines.

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Second Master Zuo had a mistress whom he visited every three days.

He always returned home drunk.

Bai Yu employed the Mysterious Turtle Breath Gathering Technique to conceal his presence to the utmost, making it impossible for anyone to detect him on the rooftop.

Time ticked by, and footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Second Master Zuo, humming a tune, staggered out of a small courtyard, clearly intoxicated.

He was in high spirits today.

The Black Wolf Gang had recently raised the protection fees, leading more people to borrow high-interest loans from him.

This had earned him a tidy sum.

Today, he had just left his mistress's house, where her services had left him feeling elated.

Humming a tune, he entered the alley and unzipped his pants at the corner to relieve himself.

"Next month, when the interest money comes in, I'll make even more."

"And that kid at the charity mortuary, I reckon I can squeeze some more out of him. If I send that big black dog to my brother-in-law, maybe I can climb even higher."

Second Master Zuo finished his business with a satisfied heart and turned around.

"Whoosh!"

A crossbow bolt sliced through the air.

Caught off guard and inebriated, Second Master Zuo couldn't react in time.

The bolt pierced through his throat, embedding itself in his neck!

A yellow talisman was affixed to the middle of the bolt!

Unable to make a sound, Second Master Zuo clutched his throat with one hand while frantically reaching behind him with the other.

At that moment, a shadow descended from the sky like a great bird, landing in front of Second Master Zuo and dislocating his arm with a single strike.

"You... you are..."

With his throat injured, Second Master Zuo could only produce a hoarse sound.

"That's right, it's me!"

"I advise you, in your next life, to be more forgiving."

A cold glint flashed in Bai Yu's hand as he plunged a dagger into Second Master Zuo's heart.

Second Master Zuo died instantly, his pupils gradually dilating.

Bai Yu sneered, retrieving the crossbow bolt and dagger.

He took three Sha-Gathering Talismans from his pocket and stuck them to the wall.

An inexplicable Yin Wind blew through the alley.

A visible black mist converged from all directions, entering Second Master Zuo's corpse.

In the blink of an eye, his body began to blacken and decay, turning into a pool of foul-smelling black water.

In the end, only a tattered piece of clothing remained, wrapping around a snow-white skeleton.

Now, even if Judge Bao himself came, he wouldn't be able to determine how Second Master Zuo died.

Bai Yu sneered, collected the three Sha-Gathering Talismans, and leapt onto the rooftop like a bat, disappearing into the night sky.

In the night, he took deep breaths of the cool air, feeling an indescribable sense of relief.

This was just the first step; in a few days, he would dig up the ancestral graves of the Zuo family.

"Hmph, if you dare to offend a Changsheng, be prepared to be countered."

He stealthily made his way back to the charity mortuary.

Just as he reached the courtyard gate, he saw it open, with Uncle Jiu sitting inside, sipping tea.

Uncle Jiu turned to look at Bai Yu, his gaze piercing:

"Did you use a Sha-Subduing Talisman?"

Bai Yu was startled.

He hadn't expected the gathering of Sha energy tonight to alert Uncle Jiu.

When he became an apprentice, Uncle Jiu had warned him not to use Zhuyou techniques for evil.

Killing Second Master Zuo—did that count as evil?

Bai Yu remained silent, then slowly raised his head to meet Uncle Jiu's eyes:

"Yes, but I have no regrets."

Uncle Jiu set down his teacup and said calmly:

"The human heart is fickle; some have hearts like demons, feeling no remorse even after killing thousands."

"I ask you, is there any fault in reason?"

Bai Yu lowered his head in contemplation.

If Second Master Zuo had been reasonable, he wouldn't have been so aggressive.

If there were a place to reason, Second Master Zuo wouldn't dare act so lawlessly.

It was precisely because this world lacked justice that the blade in his hand became the final justice.

Bai Yu felt a weight lift from his heart and replied confidently:

"No regrets in my heart, no fault in reason."

Uncle Jiu nodded:

"Well said, no regrets in your heart, no fault in reason!"

"I believe in you."

He took a yellow talisman from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"However, you're not experienced enough. After killing someone, the victim's resentment can attach to the killer. If someone hires a Yin-Yang Master, they might track you down."

"This is a Clear Blood Talisman; it can dispel vengeful Sha energy. Keep it on you to prevent others from tracking you with Yin-Yang techniques."

With that, he turned and left the courtyard.

Bai Yu picked up the Clear Blood Talisman, feeling a cool sensation spread through his body.

He felt as if a weight had been lifted from him.

"Phew, luckily my master is understanding, otherwise I wouldn't be able to stay at the charity mortuary."

Bai Yu climbed back into the house through the window, tidied up, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, Second Master Zuo's body was discovered, and his identity was recognized through the remnants of his clothing.

People speculated whether Second Master Zuo had encountered a monster or offended some powerful figure.

Many were secretly pleased, feeling justice had been served, that evil had met its end.

However, Second Master Zuo's family was furious.

They were convinced something was amiss.

His sister, who was the wife of the gang leader, personally sought out the most respected Yin-Yang Master, Daoist Lin Jiu, insisting that he find the culprit.

Daoist Lin Jiu arrived at the scene with his apprentice, vowing to uncover the murderer.

He turned and asked:

"Bai Yu, in your opinion, how did Second Master Zuo die?"

Second Master Zuo's sister also held Bai Yu's hand, pleading earnestly:

"Little Master, you must find the one who killed my brother!"

The "culprit" carefully examined the crime scene, performing a flourish of talismans and fire spells.

He patted his chest and declared:

"Master, I believe the deceased died of illness."

"He likely suffered a stroke from excessive drinking, compounded by the vengeful Sha energy he carried, leading to his demise."

Daoist Lin Jiu, exuding the demeanor of a master, stroked his beard.

"Indeed, I've used Zhuyou techniques to investigate, and Second Master Zuo was indeed consumed by Sha energy."

"Everyone, do good deeds and refrain from evil."

Even Uncle Jiu spoke, so Second Master Zuo's family had no choice but to accept it.

They sent Second Master Zuo to the charity mortuary, insisting on a grand funeral.

Uncle Jiu agreed and then entrusted his beloved disciple, Bai Yu, to oversee it.