Strongest Scammer: Scamming The World, One Death At A Time-Chapter 296: Sowing Chaos To Open A Path

"It can make those that consume it go berserk," Meng Jueyan stated.

’Exactly what Li Mei would keep...’ Han Yu’s guess was right.

"Oh! I see..." Han Yu smiled. "I’ve got just the idea on how to use it."

"I’m listening," Meng Jueyan said as Han Yu began to talk.

A few minutes later, Meng Jueyan and Han Yu parted ways.

Han Yu went down to a closer area near the formation array’s border, close enough that he could rush in quickly, while Meng Jueyan went deeper into the forest.

The plan was set. And now came the real gamble.

Han Yu crouched beneath a twisted root overlooking the shimmering perimeter of the concealment formation. His breathing was steady, but his hand hovered near his chest, his fingers and arm glowed lightly as if a skill was about to be launched.

But he didn’t activate it.

Instead, he took a deep breath... and drew upon his Soul Qi.

Emotion Severing Slash.

He had never tested it against a formation before—not directly. The skill seemed like it was meant to cut emotional ties, spiritual bindings, and karmic threads. But... he had seen it ignore spiritual defenses once before. This time, he had a different target in mind.

The formation node just fifteen meters ahead hummed faintly with spiritual energy. Normally untouchable. Reinforced. Shielded.

Han Yu waited until he could feel faint tremors coming from the distance. And just when he felt like they were close enough, he did it.

Han Yu clenched his fist and gathered his Soul Qi, compressing it down until it pulsed with cold intensity. His eyes dimmed slightly as the surrounding sounds dulled—cut off by the nature of the technique.

"Emotion Severing Slash," he whispered.

There was a glowing light, a sharp gleam, and an obvious flare of power.

But despite that there was only silence.

A cold ripple surged out, invisible to most senses, like a knife gliding between the seams of reality. It passed through the air, bypassing spirit barriers and wards—and landed precisely on the nearest anchor point of the formation.

A sudden flicker.

The shimmering barrier trembled.

Then—crack.

A portion of the barrier split, not physically, but spiritually—its internal threads unraveled, just for a breath.

Han Yu’s eyes widened.

"It worked..."

He didn’t waste another second.

From the tree line diagonally behind him, three Ironhide Forest Boars tore into the clearing, frothing at the mouth and squealing with rage. They slammed into crates, tore up soil, and sent cultivators into a panicked frenzy.

Shouts echoed through the camp.

"Beasts! Protect the storage!"

"Formation’s fluctuating—something’s wrong!"

The barrier flickered again.

Han Yu leapt.

His body became a blur, using the brief vulnerability he had carved with the Emotion Severing Slash. He passed through the unstable formation, feeling the prickling pressure of spiritual defenses momentarily falter against his body.

And then—he was in.

He hit the ground rolling, immediately activating a minor concealment talisman as he slid behind a thick bush.

Inside the veil, the difference was stark. Spirit Qi clung to the air like mist. Even the grass seemed to shimmer faintly from residual energy. A clear indication that a Spirit Stone mine was nearby.

But Han Yu didn’t stop to marvel—he turned to check the barrier.

It stitched itself back together just seconds after his entry—but it was still flickering erratically.

Why?

More boars.

A second wave, even larger, burst from the underbrush. Ten—no, twelve beasts now, all affected by the Frenzy Vine Sap, rampaging madly into the supply camp.

A pile of spirit stone crates exploded as one boar plowed through them like a battering ram. Cultivators scrambled to activate defensive formations. Talisman light flashed. One of the carts caught fire. Screams erupted as someone’s robe got tangled under a hoof and he was dragged five meters before being tossed like a rag doll.

"Control the perimeter!"

"We’ve got a breach! Where’s the array master?!"

’Perfect.’

Han Yu moved swiftly through the shadows. Every patrol was either distracted or gone, clearly having been rushed to prevent the boars from getting any closer or causing more damage. Taking advantage of it, Han Yu crossed shallow gullies and moss-lined paths that went through the hills without making a sound.

After ten minutes of silent advance, he reached the heart of the operation.

The mine.

It was a vast structure carved directly into a cliffside—reinforced with formation-beams and spiritual lanterns, its entrance guarded by only two nervous cultivators too busy arguing over reinforcements to notice the ghost slipping past them.

Spirit stones were stacked in glowing piles inside. He could see carts half-loaded, crates marked for "Outer Distribution," and even a few sealed containers that radiated faint cold energy—ice-type spirit stones, rare and valuable.

Han Yu took it all in silently, hiding behind an ore pile.

’What the... They even got these here?’ Han Yu was stunned seeing the Ice Spirit stones.

He had never seen them before, but did know that there could be spirit stones of different elements other than the normal attribute less spirit stones. But seeing them in real life was still quite surprising to him.

’Aren’t these like four to five times more valuable than normal spirit stones?’ Han Yu’s eyes went wide.

He reached into his sleeve and pulled out the High grade communication jade slip. Then, with a bit of spirit qi, he activated it and wrote only one line:

’Breach successful. Target confirmed. Proceed with next phase.’

The slip glowed briefly and vanished in a spark of blue mist.

Behind him, another boom echoed—one of the frenzied boars had charged into a temporary camp kitchen. A pot exploded. Spices flew into the air like ash from a volcano. Someone screamed.

Han Yu grinned.

"Let’s see how long you can keep your secrets under this kind of pressure, Murong Xie..."

He faded back into the shadows, watching, waiting, already planning the next cut—quiet, precise, and devastating.

Because now, it wasn’t just about the spirit stones.

It was about severing the strings behind them.