No one ever thought of asking Taibai Jinxing for help.

Because in their eyes, Taibai Jinxing was just an NPC accepting tasks.

And yet Han Zhan actually got help from an NPC?

This really is... beyond words.

Taibai Jinxing waved his Duster, and strands of raccoon tail fell like hairs, floating before Han Zhan and transforming into daggers.

Not too few, not too many, exactly seven.

Taibai Jinxing maintained his smiling demeanor, greeted Han Zhan after giving him the daggers, then turned and left.

"Wait a minute, we have the weapons, but he hasn’t told us how to find the intruders?"

"Sister Jin was killed instantly without even seeing the opponent’s face. Even with weapons, we might not stand a chance, right?"

"Don’t be too greedy when dealing with an NPC," Han Zhan shook his head, saying that this was just a try; getting help from Taibai Jinxing was already an unexpected delight.

Now it’s time to finalize the team allocation for the night watch.

Yesterday, everyone acted separately, and even someone with the sharpest Sixth Sense like Gongyang Jin couldn’t see who the opponent was before being killed.

So today, Han Zhan decided on a different approach.

"Today we’ll split into two teams," Han Zhan announced, "I, Siteng, Nuannuan, and Youwei will form one team. Lingzhen, Xiao Jin, and Lingling will form the other."

This team allocation had its logic.

Firstly, the somewhat foolish Shang Siteng and amnesiac Nuannuan are both small burdens, counting as half a person each.

Then, top-notch support Xia Youwei, Nuannuan, and Li Lingzhen have to be separated to increase the chance of survival.

Finally, Jiang Lingling must be locked with Li Lingzhen, and both Han Zhan and Gongyang Jin as the "fighters" should lead one team each.

With this setup, the team members became clear instantly.

"If there is any unusual situation, don’t hesitate, fight if you can, and if not, you’ve still got resurrection chances," Han Zhan advised Gongyang Jin’s team as the division concluded.

Shortly after, night fell once more.

According to the previous formations, Han Zhan led Xia Youwei and the others to patrol the left side of the Peach Garden.

Each of them held a torch, and the firelight gathered together, illuminating the surroundings.

Han Zhan walked at the front of the team.

Nuannuan and Xia Youwei walked in the middle, while Shang Siteng walked last.

The night was dark, clusters of flames danced in the darkness, clearly outlining the peach trees on both sides.

In this glow, four shadows stretched long and thin, like strands, blending with the peach trees around them.

Creating a mysterious yet harmonious scene.

The noisy channel communicator broke the silence.

"Lingzhen, how are things on your side?"

"Everything is normal. Ah Zhan, what about your side?"

"Everything’s the same here...wait!" Han Zhan got halfway through his sentence when his sensitivity made his hair stand on end.

Without hesitation, he donned the Demon Crossing Cloak immediately, calling forth the Ancient Divine Soldiers to guard his surroundings.

Yet, in the next second, Han Zhan’s head was sliced by some invisible force, falling from his neck to the right.

"Ah Zhan!"

"Flowing Light and Shadow, Time Reversal!" Without hesitating, Nuannuan used her Talent Ability.

A giant Sun Dial appeared behind her, its pointers began to turn in reverse.

Han Zhan’s severed head quickly returned to his neck.

Before Han Zhan, now resurrected, could speak.

Another cracking sound echoed.

Nuannuan’s giant Sun Dial was suddenly split in two!

As was Nuannuan’s body!

Shang Siteng and Xia Youwei, in the same group, could only watch helplessly.

They couldn’t find the enemy!

Couldn’t even see the enemy’s shadow!

As Nuannuan’s body fell, the cold snort of the Queen Mother of the West echoed once more.

Everything turned black.

The Fruit World reset.

"Failed again," Nuannuan sighed, seeing the digit in her palm turn to "2".

Her reaction was quick enough, almost instantly using Flowing Light and Shadow to save the unexpectedly dead Han Zhan.

However, they still couldn’t see who the attacker was.

Resurrecting Han Zhan only delayed by a second, just one second.

After a second.

Nuannuan herself was slain, the Fruit World reset, the outcome unchanged.

"How are they doing this?" Gongyang Jin asked gravely.

Perhaps the previous attack was due to the opponent’s superior stealth skills.

But this time, with so many people around, they managed to successfully ambush twice without being seen!

Such occurrences defied common sense.

"If we don’t crack the opponent’s method of attack, no amount of retries will help."

"Our resurrection chances are limited; with continuous depletion, we will eventually perish in this Fruit World."

This was the eeriest situation Han Zhan encountered in any Fruit World.

No matter how enigmatic the method, there must be a way to counter it!

Surely, there was something they had overlooked!

What could it be?

Han Zhan closed his eyes, recalling the moment when he was suddenly decapitated.

He was at the forefront, holding a torch, the area ahead was lit, revealing nothing unusual.

Then he sensed imminent danger, his hair stood on end, he summoned the Ancient Divine Soldiers for protection, yet could not evade decapitation.

Reflecting on this, Han Zhan found no flaws in the opponent’s actions.

Only after his resurrection, did he think of Nuannuan’s obliterated Corona behind her, and her body...

At this thought, Han Zhan suddenly lifted his head.

"I think I understand their method now," he abruptly addressed the Contracted Spirit Girls beside him.

His comment left everyone puzzled.

Without further explanation, he was the first to enter the Peach Garden.

Out of trust, they followed him without hesitation.

This time, they efficiently prepared in advance, again obtaining seven daggers from Taibai Jinxing, identical to previous attempts.

Until nighttime came once more.

Just as Shang Siteng prepared to ignite the bonfire, Han Zhan stopped her.

"Don’t light the fire," Han Zhan instructed.

"No fire? Without lighting it, we won’t be able to see anything?" Shang Siteng instinctively queried.

"Without visibility, how can we prevent unknown entities from entering the Peach Garden?"

"Exactly," Han Zhan nodded slightly, "That’s what we initially considered; hence every nightfall, we habitually lit the bonfire, then patrolled with torches."

Here, he paused.

"However, have you considered another possibility?"

"What if those unknown entities are entering the garden by other means?"