The Forbidden Path to Immortality - Chapter 126

Chapter 6 Suspected

Unlike the elegant and refined Cloud Tower Moon-Grabbing Chariot, this Cloud Chariot resembled the imperial palanquin of the lower realms, though more than ten times larger. A canopy

with curved handles adorned the top, and clouds streamed around it, resembling a newly blossoming lotus, each petal distinct. A curtain of thousands of beads hung in front, delicate as gauze, reflecting the clouds, appearing translucent, revealing only the figure seated within the Cloud Chariot. Any attempt to see more clearly was futile.

Two pairs of maids in palace attire stood at the front and back, symbolically holding long cloud poles. Twelve male and female cultivators sat in staggered rows on each side, their energy surging like pearls. Their energy channels seemed to align with the Cloud Chariot’s structure, seemingly controlling some kind of restriction. They all gazed coldly at him.

At the side of the Cloud Chariot, a male cultivator, dressed differently from the others, gazed at the shattered limbs surrounding Li Xun, his face pale yet forced to remain calm. The flying sword that had just sent the message was his.

Without a doubt, this must be the leader of a certain sect, personally attending the Water Mirror Conference and passing through. Li Xun’s mind raced. This leader’s Cloud Chariot had a strange appearance, and he had some impression of it, but for a moment, he couldn’t place it.

As he pondered, a soft whisper echoed from the Cloud Chariot: “It’s Mr. Wuyan! It’s been years since we last met. How are you?”

Wuyan? Li Xun was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and laughed heartily, “So it’s Qin Changshi… no, it’s Sect Master Qin himself. When the Sect Master ascended the throne, I was in seclusion cultivating. It would be rude, truly rude, to not bring him a generous gift!”

“Mr. Wuyan is so polite. You’ve always been elusive, even Wanru couldn’t see you often. It’s a rare opportunity to meet you today, so why don’t you come in and chat?”

The two men exchanged polite words, and the meaning they conveyed moved the onlookers, especially the Shuijing Sect’s receptionist standing by the Yunchariot.

Although they had never heard of Wuyan, seeing the polite demeanor of Qin Wanru, the Sect Master, they knew he must be a remarkable figure. Even if they had some complaints about the bloody aura he had just exuded, they would keep it to themselves for now.

Li Xun observed the other person’s expression and knew that the receptionist’s presence was troublesome. He blinked and suddenly said, “Sect Master Qin should have seen it just now. I don’t know where this vicious man came from. His cultivation is so deep that it is unbelievable, and he is even more cruel and brutal.

“When I was attacked by this fellow, I saw Fellow Daoist Xu Kang of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect being killed in a single blow. Also, Luo Yuji of the Three Emperors Sword Sect, her fate remains unknown…”

Everyone was startled by these words. The Water Mirror Sect’s receptionist, disregarding etiquette, cried out, “Are you serious, Fellow Daoist? What, what should we do?”

Qin Wanru, also a perceptive person, raised an eyebrow and spoke from the Cloud Chariot, “Respectful Guest Li, this is a matter of life and death. Mr. Wuyan would not lie. Miss Luo’s status is sensitive; nothing must happen to her. How about we go ahead…”

The receptionist surnamed Li hurriedly said, “I dare not trouble you, Sect Master. We’ll just have to send someone else, but I’m afraid time is running out. If you don’t mind, we’ll hold off for now and let me go and investigate.”

“Life and death are serious matters. The Receptionist shouldn’t be so particular. How about this: Senior Brother Ling, Junior Sister Lian, you two accompany Receptionist Li and ensure his safety, including Miss Luo… Mr. Wuyan, I see your color is fading; you must be injured. You don’t need to go. Simply show the Receptionist where he is.”

The Receptionist said, “That’s exactly right.” Li Xun followed suit and pointed the way to the Receptionist. The three of them, not wanting to delay, soared into the air on their swords and flew away in a flash.

Qin Wanru then said, “Mr. Wuyan, how about coming up for a moment to calm your breath?”

Li Xun laughed heartily and, under the gaze of the crowd, calmly boarded the Cloud Chariot and lifted the curtain to enter. Qin Wanru’s radiant smile greeted him.

Despite her status as the Sect Master, her attire remained simple and casual. She wore a tight-sleeved purple blouse and a Xiang-woven silk skirt, a perfectly casual attire. She held a small stove nearby, surprisingly, a medicinal cauldron perched atop it.

Qin Wanru was now seated beside the small stove. At first, he’d mistaken her for a maid brewing tea or medicine.

Surprised, Li Xun surveyed the spacious interior of the Cloud Chariot, reminiscent of a regal chamber, reminiscent of a young lady’s embroidery studio. The embroidered curtains, made of condensed cloud, fluttered gently in the breeze from the window. Combined with the lingering aroma of incense, it was quite a sight. But, if medicine was brewing here, why wasn’t there a scent? Furthermore, a figure could be seen lying faintly within the embroidered curtains. Li Xun glanced at Qin Wanru, seeing her seemingly enjoying these menial tasks, and formed a preliminary conclusion.

He wasn’t so unscrupulous as to lift the curtains. With a smile, he sat beside Qin Wanru, watching her control the heat. The small stove and cauldron were no ordinary objects, and the simmering fire—Li Xun suspected it was fueled by the “Samadhi Stone”—was burning.

Even within the Huixuan Sect, these three treasures would be considered mid-range and above.

“What medicine are you brewing?”

“Returning Soul Pill, Purifying Heart Seven Wonders Powder, Flowing Glow Pill…” Qin Wanru rattled off over a dozen names of elixirs. Li Xun thought she was joking. These pills were clearly ready-made medicines, so why brew them? And putting them together? How could that be any different from squandering natural resources?

Qin Wanru seemed to know what he was thinking and said with a faint smile, “I don’t want these pills. I just want one of the ingredients in them… the Golden Hammer!”

Li Xun’s face straightened, and he immediately remembered that the so-called “Golden Hammer” was one of the essential ingredients for refining the “Soul-Fixing Blue Star” mentioned by Yin Sanren.

Only the Huixuan Sect produces a small amount of Golden Hammer each year in this world, used as a medicinal ingredient. The sect treasures them as treasures and never lends them out. Yin Sanren had even encouraged him to covet this treasure, so it was only natural that Qin Wanru wanted to collect it.

Thinking about it now, Yin Sanren’s request was truly absurd. With the Yin Yang Sect’s resources readily available, he went to a lone man and asked for help. It was almost unreasonable to call him “a desperate attempt to find a cure.”

When this thought came to his mind, Li Xun chuckled twice: “If I had known that you were so dedicated, I wouldn’t have to run around doing useless work…”

Qin Wanru understood the meaning of his words clearly. She shook her head slightly and said, “Junior brother, you are wrong to think so. Master arranged for you to find this material, which is the safest way.

“You should know that the news in this world is very well-informed. If the Yin-Yang Sect used its strength to search for those two materials on a large scale, it might be much easier than it is now.

“But if it gets to Gu Yin’s ears, who knows what she will do? Look, I took the trouble to collect the golden hammers, but I still have to use these finished medicines to refine them secretly? After several months, I spent a huge amount of money, but I only collected seven cents and three fen, and I’m still short of nearly three cents…”

“Huh, didn’t you say three taels?”

“I have already asked a master craftsman in Qianfan City about this. He said that if you want a complete “Soul-Fixing Blue Star”, you must have three taels of golden hammers.

“But his sect’s iron rule forbids its craftsmen from remaking the ‘Soul-Fixing Blue Star.’ If a similar function is truly needed, they can only make a temporary imitation, with only one or two gold hammers sufficient.”

Li Xun paused in silence after hearing this. Qin Wanru, knowing his thoughts, added, “This man is quite reliable and skilled, so I’ll let him craft this magic weapon. By the way, Junior Brother Xun, is there any news on the Black Silk Clam Treasure?”

“Uh, not yet…” Li Xun’s mind flashed through Fatty Ji’s fat face, and he decided to play it safe for now.

This answer didn’t surprise Qin Wanru. She simply sighed and said, “Yes, treasures aren’t that easy to find. It’s a shame to miss such a good opportunity.”

“Good opportunity?”

“Yes, the craftsman I mentioned is about to participate in this Shuijing Conference. If I can find the Black Silk Clam Treasure, I can use magic weapons or favors to ask Hui Xuanzong for two or three coins of gold hammer. In this way, all the materials will be complete and there will be no need to delay the time to refine it.

“And I have brought my mother here. Since it is ready and can be used immediately, even if Gu Yin gets the news, he will not be able to kill her!”

Li Xun was sure that the person in the gauze curtain was the sleeping Madam Yu.

At that moment, a flicker of longing flickered in Qin Wanru’s eyes, then quickly faded. She ended with a bitter smile, “Never mind. Nothing’s so good in this world… But Junior Brother, I heard from the receptionist that you just kicked a golden-armored warrior to death in Great Thousand Lights City, making a big splash. How did you get into trouble

with that villain, and then you changed your face?” With a dry cough, Li Xun, not wanting to go into too much detail, simply smiled and said, “I tried to avoid trouble, but trouble found me. Senior Sister has seen that villain’s cultivation is unfathomable, far superior to any Grandmaster. He might be some unparalleled demon. Also, Senior Sister, you must have some plans for this conference.”

Qin Wanru cooperatively took up the topic, saying, “Of course you have. The situation is quite clear. The Loose Cultivator Alliance, under the guise of representing millions of independent cultivators, is targeting the major sects, dissatisfied with their monopolization of the most superior cultivation resources.

“It sounds grand, but in reality, it’s just a pretext to expand your influence and vent some personal grudges.”

“This is of no concern to the Yin-Yang Sect. We have always maintained a low profile, and our sphere of influence is relatively small. We are not a target for the Northern Alliance. As long as we maintain internal stability and maintain a neutral and low profile, we can protect our sect’s lineage no matter how the world fluctuates. What else do we want?”

Li Xun was quite surprised. “That’s it?”

“What else do you want?” Qin Wanru laughed. “Do you think everyone is ambitious? The great path is treacherous, and many cultivators may not reach the end even after a lifetime. They have no time to devote themselves to hard training, so how could they be so obsessed with fame and fortune?

“Even if they really did, how many would have the courage to see the world? And even if they truly conquered the world, how much benefit could a single cultivator gain?”

This was a very novel perspective for Li Xun.

Qin Wanru’s words were quite typical for relatively weaker sects like the Buyan Sect, the Yidoumi Sect, and the Zhanmo Sect. Precisely because they were weak, they lacked the high demands of powerful sects like the Succubus Sect and the Enlightenment Sword Sect, seeking only to maintain their sect’s orthodoxy.

Add to that the factions like Qianbao Pavilion, the Goose Flying Sect, and Qianfan City, which preferred to focus on business. It could be said that the vast majority of sects, including some of the Nine Righteous Sects and the Six Western Alliance Sects, were reserved about the alliance, making the inter-sect alliance meeting unnecessary.

Reaching this conclusion, Li Xun suddenly felt deeply frustrated. No wonder Gu Yin always seemed so wise; it turned out she had long understood that there were always differences between people and between sects.

On the surface, she aimed to antagonize the entire world, but with a relatively unified standard, some would rise above it, and some would fall short. This was the simplest, most direct, and yet most effective, way to divide people!

As Qin Wanru had said, looking at the world might seem far-sighted, but for a cultivator, it was like trying to catch fish in a tree. So, what was Gu Yin seeking?

Shaking his head, Li Xun put the question aside for the moment. His mind raced, and another thought came to him, this time concerning Yingning.

Yin Sanren had probably already taken action by now; with her abilities, there was no way she’d miss. Ultimately, the Yin-Yang Sect would be the one to take the blame, so it was best to give them a heads-up.

He coughed and said, serious, “By the way, Senior Sister Qin, I have something to tell you.

Before coming here, I ran into Yin Shi, who was very interested in Yingning…”

This designation had been learned from a palace attendant. She had called Yu Sanren “Jade Shi,” so Li Xun followed suit, calling Yin Sanren “Yin Shi.” On the surface, it sounded quite resonant, and with a subtle allusion to the term “Yin Shi,” it was quite interesting.

A few words shifted his focus to Yin Sanren’s schemes, and finally, on Yin Sanren’s behalf, he informed Qin Wanru to be prepared to take the blame.

Unexpectedly, Qin Wanru was delighted upon hearing this, not a trace of hesitation. “Yingning? Master, are you going to accept her as a disciple? That’s wonderful! This is like finding something lost. I’ve already planned that if Master doesn’t want to refine her into a cauldron, I’ll take her in. With this girl’s talent, we can cultivate her for a hundred years. There’s no need to worry about our sect’s successor.

” “As for the Mingxin Sword Sect… that’s fine. There are countless cases of competition for disciples in the Tongxuan Realm, let alone someone with Yingning’s exceptional talent. Even if Yingning leaves the sect to practice Taoism in the future, as long as she deliberately works in good faith with the Mingxin Sword Sect, even you

, nominally her ‘mentor,’ won’t have much to say, right?” Qin Wanru even teased Li Xun as she spoke. It seemed she truly valued the “Ruyi Jade Infant”‘s talents.

Li Xun, relieved by this thought, agreed.

Qin Wanru then asked about Yingning’s placement, and Li Xun naturally evaded the question by saying that Yin Sanren had his own arrangements.

What a joke! Since he has made up his mind to be a villain to the end, there is no reason for him to give away the delicious food that has already been in his mouth.

Qin Wanru did not think much about it, and the joy on her face could not be concealed at all. She must have felt it from the heart. However, when her eyes moved to the other side of the gauze curtain, her expression quickly dimmed.

Li Xun could understand that no one could predict the future, but the current difficulties were enough to make Qin Wanru exhausted.

There was silence in the cloud chariot for a while, and only the faint sound of boiling in the medicine cauldron could be heard. When she didn’t know what to say, Qin Wanru suddenly clapped her hands and said softly, “Look at my brain, I almost forgot. When I asked the craftsman about the Soul-Fixing Blue Star that day, I also asked about the solution of the “Soul-Locking Circle of Light”.

“The craftsman said that the Soul-Locking Circle of Light appears similar to the Soul-Exterminating Silk, but is even more closely connected to the caster, practically sharing their fate. To break it, one must first subdue the caster, suppressing their consciousness, and then shatter the Soul-Locking Circle of Light with a sharp weapon.

” “However, even with this method, the recipient will experience a tremendous mental shock, and it’s uncertain whether they can maintain their original sanity!”

“Uh, really?” Li Xun replied dryly, feeling a little embarrassed.

If Qin Wanru hadn’t brought it up, he would have almost forgotten about it. It was a good thing Mao’er had taken the opportunity to ask for help, but he wasn’t as attentive as Qin Wanru, who had only listened to a few words!

Feeling uneasy, he didn’t want to stay any longer. Moreover, he figured the cultivator who had gone to investigate would be back soon, so to avoid trouble, Li Xun felt it best to leave early.

Qin Wanru didn’t try to entice him to stay, but gracefully stood up and escorted him out. Just before lifting the beaded curtain, she whispered, “Junior Brother, regarding the Black Silk Clam Treasure, Senior Sister would like to ask you to pay attention. My mother’s condition is getting worse and worse…”

Her words clearly detected Li Xun’s coldness. This plea, gentle and lingering, evoked the poignant, delicate grace of her time in Songjing, with a faint hint of the resentment of someone at their mercy.

Li Xun hated this attitude, and even with his heart of stone, he couldn’t help but be moved. Knowing that this was undoubtedly the result of the Yin-Yang Sect’s sophisticated seduction techniques, he couldn’t help but let a few words slip.

“Don’t worry, Senior Sister. I’ve been working hard here, too. I just made friends with Ji, the candidate for the Thousand Treasures Pavilion, the other day. Given the Pavilion’s vast collection, perhaps I can get some information about the Black Silk Clam Treasure from him. You… just wait for my reply.”

Having said this, Li Xun didn’t dare look any further, fearing he’d be seduced by the enchanting woman behind him. He stepped out of the Cloud Chariot and soared into the sky without a backward glance. He could vaguely sense Qin Wanru’s gaze on his back, watching him soar into the clouds.

“I seem to be talking too much!” Li Xun couldn’t quite place the feeling in his heart. He’d just learned the lesson of “not interfering” from Yin Sanren a few days ago, but now he’d fallen for Qin Wanru.

Just because of that one sentence, Li Xun had to bite the bullet and deal with the cunning Fatty Ji. It was truly a difficult situation.

Was his concentration weakening, or had Qin Wanru’s seductive skills reached new heights?

Just as he was reflecting on himself, a sneer suddenly reached his ears.

“Oh, I see. You called me all the way here so that I could see you and that little goblin flirting with each other, right?”

The voice came without any warning, which scared Li Xun. But when he understood the meaning of the words, he felt his teeth were sore, and his face was full of wonderful expression.

Li Xun turned his head and saw a thin cloud of gas several feet away gathering inwards. With a “bo” sound, a figure emerged from it. At first, he thought it was a monster transformed from the cloud.

Li Xun knew that he was far from being able to achieve such a wonderful escape method. However, the “Shadow Devouring Skill” of the Ghost Shadow Devouring Sect didn’t seem to have such a trick. Where did this “Hundred Ghosts” Taoist brother learn it from?

Looking at the all-too-familiar face before him, Li Xun suppressed his inner uneasiness and said with a wry smile, “Water Fairy, instead of recuperating in Wuyin Pavilion, you’re out wandering around, and you’ve ended up like this…”

“Hundred Ghosts”‘s features blurred for a moment, then, when they cleared again, revealed a charming expression, both happy and angry. It was none other than the world’s most powerful demon, “Hundred Illusion Butterfly” Water Dielan. Though still shaped like “Hundred Ghosts,” her features were lively, almost picturesque.

She was now sneering, “If you weren’t out wandering around, how could you, Master Li, be seen flirting with beautiful women? Tsk, I just realized you’ve been keeping quite a few mistresses, both inside and outside the sect. I wonder how many have been waiting to warm your bed these past few days!”

“That’s not true! You’re just…” Li Xun’s embarrassed expression was so intense that even with the “Faceless Armor”

in front of him, he couldn’t hide it. He lacked the skills or the courage to deal with Water Dielan’s ambivalent behavior.

Fortunately, because time was running out, Shui Dielan didn’t make a big deal about it. After she sneered a few more times, she changed the subject to serious matters.

“I’ve seen the man you met earlier too. When you were doing things with that little goblin, I tracked him for a while. His speed was only average, but his cultivation was formidable, and he was very cautious. My injuries hadn’t healed yet, so I couldn’t get too close, and I still lost him… However, I do have a guess.”

Li Xun nodded and said, “I think we have similar ideas. It’s probably the one we did together. Ha, it didn’t come to fruition so quickly!”

Shui Dielan sneered, “That was designed by you and Yin Chonghua, and it has nothing to do with me. I just want to tell you not to overdo things. There are some people you can kill and use, but you can’t humiliate.”

“Of course.” Li Xun knew the correctness of this statement, and naturally followed suit.

Seeing that he was “obedient,” Shui Dielan’s expression softened slightly, and she continued, “I didn’t want to take any risks, but I overheard a piece of news in Wuyinxuan. It said that the consumptive ghost in your sect is critically ill and only has half a breath left.

“I think given the deal you made with him, it would be a bit unreasonable for me not to show up, so I went on your behalf. He is indeed dying.”

Li Xun was truly shocked. Nether Fire Yama is critically ill? This seemingly natural news is now the most absurd.

The consumptive ghost really looked like he could die at any time, but over the past few decades, everyone has adapted to Nether Fire Yama’s attitude of “year after year, just passing by.” Some disciples even maliciously speculated that the consumptive ghost could “struggle” for another thousand years.

And now is the moment when the sect is facing a storm and the time has changed. Nether Fire Yama is dying?

Recalling Netherfire Yanluo’s almost “entrusting his orphan” attitude that day, Li Xun frowned. Though he felt moved, he hesitated to make a conclusion immediately.

At this moment, Shui Dielan reminded him, “Don’t underestimate him! I know that consumptive ghost; he’s a formidable figure. Even though he’s barely breathing, if he doesn’t want to die, he can survive for a year or two.

” “Also, when I visited him on your behalf, that old fellow seemed to have grasped something, but he feigned ignorance, acting like he had someone to rely on. How annoying!”

If he didn’t have someone to rely on, how could he sit on the throne of Sect Leader? As Li Xun took stock of recent events within the sect, he felt that the period before this year’s “ghost reincarnation” was crucial to the sect’s future.

Crucial to Li Xun’s situation was the meeting on Razor Peak. He wondered if Madam Yan had deliberately sent him there to die, or if Gu Yin had other plans.

With this in mind, he asked Shui Dielan, “How well have your injuries healed?”

“A month or so, what progress can I expect? I was thinking, maybe I should take this opportunity to snatch a few elixirs back to Xuanzong… What, is there a place for me to risk my life?”

Ignoring her sarcasm, Li Xun briefly recounted the details of the Razor Peak meeting. When he mentioned Gu Yin’s request for Li Xun to cooperate with him in slaying the Hundred Ghosts, Shui Dielan burst into laughter, nearly falling off the clouds.

Li Xun didn’t find this funny. He hadn’t noticed it while transforming into the Hundred Ghosts, but only after emerging from that identity did he realize how much the Hundred Ghosts had been vying for attention lately. So much so, that the once equally renowned “Bright Heart Bamboo and Ghostly Hundred Ghosts” had begun to tilt in the eyes of observing cultivators.

Starting from Wuyinxuan, they had engaged in contact and confrontation with both the Western Alliance and the Northern Alliance, and had even inadvertently become entangled with the larger forces in the southeast and southwest of the Tongxuan Realm.

This also involves top experts like Shui Dielan and Yin Sanren. If he were Gu Yin, he wouldn’t want such a twist to interfere with his plan and eliminate him. It’s understandable.

“But ultimately, it’s all your own fault.”

Li Xun further understood the wisdom contained in those three simple words, “Don’t get involved.” But as Yin Sanren said, he should now gradually resolve his “debt” and strive for a peaceful and complete life. There’s no point in lamenting; if you’ve gotten yourself into trouble, you have to solve it yourself.

“The Razor Peak incident involves many, and we must be extremely cautious. It’s not convenient right now. We’ll meet again after the Water Mirror Conference to discuss and devour a solution. Of course, before that, it’s crucial to find you some excellent medicine.”

Whatever Li Xun’s motives, Shui Dielan found these words helpful. She hummed softly and casually mentioned the attendees from the Ghost Devouring Shadow Sect.

As expected, like other sects, the Ghost Devouring Shadow Sect didn’t care much about the alliance. Only two irrelevant elders came to pay their respects, that was all.

It was already late, and Li Xun’s current status meant he didn’t have the freedom that Bai Gui had.

Not daring to delay any further, he arranged a meeting with Shui Dielan later and headed back.

He changed back into Lingzhu’s attire midway and returned safely to the Mingxin Sword Sect’s residence. As he expected, Yan Shuiyue had already returned, and having not seen him, she was frantic.

Her influence infected several of his fellow disciples, who knew they would have gone out and caused some kind of trouble if Mingji and Minghuo hadn’t remained calm and restrained them.

So, when Li Xun, his face pale, entered the abode, Lingji and the others couldn’t help but greet him with loud cheers. They welcomed him into the abode’s living room like a star, their voices abuzz with questions about his whereabouts and whether he was injured.

Looking at the eager faces around him, Li Xun took a deep breath and said, as casually as possible, “I had a sparring match with a hundred ghosts. Fortunately, I escaped unscathed.”

“God, you still have the time to spar with a hundred ghosts!” Yan Shuiyue’s shrill voice was especially clear amid the clamor.

“Didn’t I tell you that guy’s not to be messed with? Also, did you know that a great demon just appeared nearby? His cultivation is unfathomable, and he’s already killed dozens of people. You haven’t run into him, it’s just luck!”

“Great demon?”

Li Xun couldn’t help but smile at the name. “How can there be so many great demons in the world?”

Wu Lingquan beside him patted him on the back and said in a deep voice, “This vicious demon should not be underestimated. It is said that Xu Kang of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect was shattered to pieces by the vicious demon’s single move…”

“Xu Kang?”

Li Xun was surprised at how quickly the news spread, and he put on a show. “That Nether City Demon Sword? No way!”

As soon as he said this, he felt something in his heart. Purely out of instinct, he turned his head and saw Mingji looking over.

Their eyes met, and Mingji spoke first, “The news came from the Shuijing Sect, and it’s undoubtedly true.

However, the evil demon only appeared briefly and then disappeared, its range of activity limited to the northwest of Shuijing Cave Heaven, still some distance from us… But you, how did you feel fighting that Taoist priest Baigui?”

Seeing her calm expression, Li Xun felt a little uneasy for some reason. He tried to calm his mind and said in a deep voice, “After three days of absence, one should be impressed with others. Baigui’s cultivation has indeed improved greatly, and he seems to have practiced some unholy skills, and his attack style is different from before.

” “Thanks to the gathering of various sects here, he is cautious. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to escape so easily.”

As he spoke, his eyes caught Yan Shuiyue’s attention. Seeing the little girl’s expression of “as expected,” he smiled inwardly.

Mingji nodded slightly, his expression unchanged, only his eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Seeing her like this, Li Xun sensed something was amiss, but he didn’t have time to dwell on it. Ling@ and Lingji were frantically asking him for details. While their expressions were out of concern, they forced him to be cautious.

When he finally managed to glance at Mingji, her expression couldn’t reveal anything valuable. Li Xun suddenly felt a weariness he’d never felt before. For the first time in his life, he felt a deep weariness with this life of lies.

Perhaps it was finally time to withdraw.