An extremely sharp whistling sound.

Ordinary people have mortal bodies and ears and cannot hear the whistling sound at all.

The sound was also strange. The voice of an ordinary person could only be carried by the wind a few miles away in the blink of an eye. Moreover, an ordinary roar would lose its power after being heard for more than a mile, and would gradually be lost in the great sound of heaven and earth.

Bai Lu's long whistle could be heard hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye. It was continuous and powerful, and easily spread to most of the Haojing City.

Wherever the whistling sound passed, countless fish leaped up on the canals in Haojing City, and countless ripples appeared on the river surface.

In the sky of Haojing City, the birds seemed to be drunk, shaking their heads and flapping their wings, and then fell down.

In the streets and alleys, cats and dogs, which have a keen sense of perception, all had their fur standing up and huddled in corners, trembling.

In the imperial city, on the night when Concubine Qi and Lu Que committed mischief, the imperial city's cold palace and those wells that contained who knows how many wronged souls were all cleansed by Lu Yi's pure Zen light.

The whistling sound swept through the imperial city. In the huge imperial city, there were only a few places where a faint blood mist was rising. When exposed to the sun, the extremely faint blood mist completely disappeared.

When the whistling sound swept through other places in Haojing City, shocking events occurred.

In the quiet meditation halls in the backyards of wealthy mansions, there are women who have lost in family infighting and are confined in the meditation halls to chant scriptures and pray for blessings. Their ages range from seventy to eighty years old to seventeen or eighteen years old.

As the whistling sound passed by, a faint blood mist rose from their earrings, hairpins, rings, belts, or from the sachets and incense burners placed beside them.

These women, who were hiding deep in the Zen hall and had accumulated countless resentments in their hearts, screamed at the same time. A blood mist pounced on them, and their bodies immediately turned into large pools of splashing blood.

Drops of blood, as crystal clear as mercury and extremely heavy, yet exuding a cold and murderous aura, rolled around, jumping drop by drop, quickly rushing out of the Zen hall and wreaking havoc in the backyard of the mansion.

The maids, servant girls, and servant women screamed one by one as drops of blood invaded their bodies, draining their essence, blood, and souls in an instant.

In just a quarter of an hour, in the city of Haojing, there were countless nobles, ministers, wealthy merchants, and servants in the backyards of farming and reading families who were killed by the blood. How many of them were there?

In the city of Haojing, among the more than 2,000 markets and tens of thousands of brothels, large patches of eerie blood mist emerged from wells, walls and wastelands.

In these brothels, both high-end and low-end, many musical instruments sounded without wind, and the laughter of men and women could be heard from the beds.

In broad daylight, the lights in these brothels became dim and gloomy, as if the sun had set and it was approaching dusk.

In the top brothels in Dafang City, such as Kunpengfang, Wuyinfang, Fengtiaoyushun, Guotaiminan, etc., in the backyards of many brothels, deep under the ground, in the beautiful lotus ponds, and even in the deep ancient wells, thin white bones slowly emerged.

The sky above the entire Gaojing city was filled with the howling of countless pimps, nannies, madams, maids, and thugs. Blood mist rose, shadows swayed, and laughter, crying, cursing, begging, as well as shrill curses and twisted, crazy mutterings continued to ring out.

In the official Jiaofangsi, official pawnshops, and official weaving bureaus in the capital city of Hao, countless women's shrill cries also rose to the sky.

Blood mist rose, shadows flashed everywhere, and countless officials in these government offices were killed or wounded in an instant. Countless officials who were lucky enough to escape screamed "it's haunted" and ran hysterically, fleeing blindly.

In the government-run Jishengtang, the cries of many baby girls rose to the sky. There was also blood mist and shadows everywhere. Countless maids and servants danced and rushed out of the Jishengtang hysterically, followed by countless erratic figures of baby girls. They could not run a few steps before they were knocked down by the shadows and turned into a pool of blood and flesh in an instant.

On the highest rooftop of the Imperial College Library, Bai Lu sat on the head of the tallest roof beast, gazing at the magnificent and beautiful Haojing, which was beautifully decorated with red flowers and green willows.

"This is truly the most wonderful city in the world... Tsk tsk, being able to destroy it with my own hands is such an indescribable pleasure!"

"Sisters, if you want to wipe out this world, you can't just do it with a small fight...Listen to me, although I was born a mortal, I have been familiar with the classics since I was young, and I also have some experience in military tactics."

“Just give me your power and inheritance, and I will naturally help you fulfill your wish and make this world... hehe, hehe, hehehehe!”

Kunpengfang, Liudejuli.

Duan Fangyu invited hundreds of young masters and nobles whom he was on good terms with to gather in the largest banquet hall in Liudeju.

"Everyone, you are my close friends for many years. If they are not my true friends, I will not let them touch me at all."

Duan Fangyu bared his chest, revealing a body as white as jade but with strong muscles.

He held a short knife in his hand and, in front of hundreds of guests, he cut open his belly from top to bottom, revealing his squirming internal organs.

Hundreds of princes and nobles had never seen such a scene before. Countless people screamed, and some even covered their faces and cried bitterly.

Some people were so scared that they peed and shit themselves and rolled and crawled on the ground.

But in a flash, countless people screamed at the same time, looking at Duan Fangyu in disbelief as his belly healed so quickly. The wound, which was more than a foot long, disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving no trace at all.

“This, this, this!”

Countless people shouted in unison: "Oh my God, Brother Duan Fang, what are you doing..."
Duan Fangyu looked at the hundreds of princes and nobles with dignity, and said quietly: "I have found a destiny to be an immortal. Yes, the destiny described in our mythological and strange novels. My cultivation is not high, and I don't have any magical powers or immortal methods, but you can see clearly this immortal body."

Duan Fangyu cut himself several more times with the knife, each one aimed at his vital points, each one was sharp and ferocious.

But all the wounds healed in the blink of an eye, without even a drop of blood being shed.

Someone didn't believe it and came forward. Duan Fangyu simply handed him the dagger and let him cut his body randomly.

No matter how the princes and nobles gnashed their teeth and did whatever they wanted to her, Duan Fangyu's body remained without a single scar, and no matter how serious the wound was, it healed in an instant.

Everyone believed it, and everyone stared at Duan Fangyu with sharp eyes.

"I have a destiny with immortality, so I am thinking of all my brothers. Behind me, there is a great immortal sect, ready to be born."

"This time, I have chosen all of you brothers to share this opportunity with me."

"Here is a bowl of immortality soup. After you drink it, you will get an immortal body just like mine. When you enter the immortal gate in the future, we will be brothers from the same generation."

"In the future, we can support each other in our journey to immortality... How wonderful is that?"

Duan Fangyu smiled brightly.

There was a strange tremor in his voice, which inexplicably made the princes and nobles present believe his words without a doubt.

Bowl after bowl of milky white medicine mixed with traces of black water was brought up.

The princes and nobles hurriedly picked up their bowls and swallowed the immortal soup eagerly.

A quarter of an hour later, hundreds of princes and nobles became confused. Their eyes became blurred and dull, and the way they looked at Duan Fangyu was filled with an inexplicable sense of absolute obedience.

Duan Fangyu looked at these former close friends with satisfaction.

"Go, go, go back, haha, you know what you want to do?"

Black scales appeared under the skin of hundreds of princes and nobles, and then disappeared quietly.

They knelt down reverently towards Duan Fangyu and listened quietly to his orders.

In the city of Haojing, in the streets, alleys, canals, and passenger ships, countless people screamed in unison.

Then, from all directions, accompanied by shrill cries, screams, curses, and wild laughter, gusts of cold wind with a fishy smell rose up from the ground, wrapping up translucent female figures - all of them were female figures wearing bright red dresses, flying into the sky from the markets, streets, and buildings.

The faces of these women changed rapidly, they cried, laughed, cursed, stepped on the flowing wind, covered in blood mist, and rushed towards Kunpengfang from all directions.

These women fly at extremely fast speeds, many times faster than the Blood-hoofed Black Horses of the Yulin Army.

Countless people witnessed them flying through the air, and their flying height was only a dozen feet above the ground. Anyone who was not blind could see these women flying in the air!

In the city of Haojing, warnings from patrolling military marquises and inspecting censors were heard everywhere. The sharp whistles and high-pitched trumpets rose and fell, quickly spreading in all directions.

Nowadays, martial arts are declining, and martial arts masters who can fly in the air have long been legendary!

And at this moment, there are more than thousands of women in red who can fly in the air.

In the Imperial College, there were sounds of reading.

March is a good time for spring outings, but this year Bai Changkong was more strict than in previous years. Many students from the Imperial Academy who were upset and wanted to ask for leave to take their lovers out for fun were all scolded by Bai Changkong.

There was no choice but, in the huge Imperial College, more than 100,000 students could only stay in the academy in an orderly manner, following the curriculum, and reciting the sages' classics with their heads shaking.

The gates of the Imperial College were locked, and soldiers armed with sticks were walking around the walls. If any student dared to climb over the wall to go out for fun, they would surely be beaten.

The cold wind blew over, dispersing the warmth of spring.

The soldiers on patrol shuddered and subconsciously tightened their clothes.

"Is it possible that we're going to have a cold snap? Oh, you're sad already, huh?"

A soldier was complaining.

In the cold wind, several beautiful women wearing long red skirts, holding bamboo flutes and jade pipes, walking gracefully and with a charming look in their eyes, landed lightly on the ground and gave soft laughs to the soldiers.

"Uncle, come and play!"