The Jiu Li Tribe's Greatest Traitor
Huo Dingnan's cultivation level is too high; with Li Weiyi's current cultivation level, it would be extremely difficult to seal his Nine Springs and Dao Fruit.
"Pfft!"
A spear thrust down, killing him instantly.
The Dao Fruit within the body is naturally taken away.
The mansion was very large, covering hundreds of acres, but there were very few living people; most of them were deceased servants.
Just now, Li Weiyi unleashed the third level of the Six Purifying Karma, and the flames released ignited all the buildings in the courtyard. The formation could not stop it, and everything was burning.
"Bang!"
With a wave of his hand, Li Weiyi smashed the Stone Gate of a cellar that was set up with an array, and jumped inside.
I thought it contained valuable resources, but it turned out to contain a large amount of dried meat, water, wine jars, dried fruit, and grains.
Even the most skilled martial artists cannot go without food and water. Of course, those who reach the Dao Seed Realm eat spirit grains and the flesh of exotic beasts, and drink spirit spring water.
In the Netherworld of the Departed, there is little to eat, and even less water to drink.
Even the magical energy is extremely thin, containing dark and decaying power. It cannot be directly absorbed for a long time; one needs to rely on the magical power gushing from the Nine Springs. Alternatively, one can prepare more blood crystals and absorb the magical energy within them.
Li Weiyi took out a boundary bag and collected a piece of the highest quality food, spiritual spring water, and fine wine.
"It's really strange. If the Rice Sect sails out to sea from the Huangjiang River, their supplies should be stored in the Huangjiang Riverside City. Why is there such a large amount of food prepared here?"
Li Weiyi then thought of the large number of cart frames and Spirit Steed he had seen outside the mansion earlier, and his doubts deepened.
Li Weiyi searched through a study in the cellar and found a letter delivered by a bone bird on the table. "Thirty thousand miles deep in the East Sea, a mirage has appeared. Phoenix Tree Dragon City, fireflies flowing for thousands of miles. -- Elder of Qingzhou, Xiao Zhou"
This letter.
It was clearly Elder Qingzhou, one of the Great Elder of the Rice Sect in the Eastern Territory, who recently sent it back from the East China Sea.
But the elder of Qingzhou was clearly unaware that the Rice Cult had already fallen.
What intrigued Li Weiyi was how that elder from Qingzhou managed to reach the depths of the East Sea, 30,000 li away. The East Sea was teeming with monsters, and traveling thousands of li across it was extremely dangerous.
Inside the room, Li Weiyi didn't find much of value and quickly returned to the ground.
The fire in the courtyard has been extinguished.
Yang Qingchan sat on a stone bench, playing with the bronze ghost lamp she had taken from Yao Qingfeng. Beside her, the spirit servants of the mansion knelt on the ground.
Yang Qingxi's interrogation skills were quite remarkable; she had already extracted the information Li Weiyi wanted from Li Songjian.
"According to him, it was the chieftain of the Yao Li Tribe who personally subdued him and planted the Death Spirit Fire on him, thanks to that forbidden powerhouse from Coffin Mountain," Yang Qingxi said.
Li Weiyi remained silent, staring intently at Li Songjian.
Li Songjian, his tendons severed, lay there unable to stand. Seeing Li Weiyi's serious expression, he quickly said, "Hidden Person, I would never dare to deceive you. We had no choice. The Jiu Li Tribe may not be transcendent, but they control too many resources. How could they not be targeted?"
"How can we fight against Coffin Mountain? Putting aside that taboo figure, are Xu Fudu and An Xianjing easy targets?"
"If we don't compromise and surrender, not only will we die, but our families and people will too."
Li Weiyi was pondering another question: Did Yao Qingxuan know about this matter?
Forget it, the Jiu Li Tribe has to solve its own internal problems.
Li Weiyi felt a sense of belonging to the Jiu Li Hidden Gate because of Coffin Master's meticulous teaching, who even gave him treasures like the Seven Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors instead of leaving them for Cangli and Li Ling. Countless times, he had overcome dangers together with the help of the Seven Little Ones.
Under Coffin Master's arrangement, after joining the Jiu Li Hidden Gate, I gained cultivation resources, as well as the guidance and protection of Hidden Lord, Yao Qingxuan Hidden Lord, Old Zhuo, and Old Qin. Furthermore, I formed friendships with Hidden Five, Hidden Nine, Hidden Eleven, and Hidden Twenty-Four, among other hidden figures. We were like friends and brothers and sisters.
But the Jiu Li Tribe...
Li Weiyi wasn't particularly interested in getting deeply involved in their internal affairs; her only concern was the safety of Senior Sister Cai, Gao Huan, and others.
Li Weiyi showed little emotion, saying calmly, "Li Songjian, don't give me so many high-sounding reasons. I know what kind of person you are. Those who are truly forced into a corner, even if they outwardly submit, are always thinking about how to protect the safety and interests of their people, and how to stand up and turn the tide in times of danger. Which of those qualities do you possess?"
Yang Qingxi, her face veiled, stood gracefully and spoke softly, "What do you plan to do with them?"
"Send them back to the Jiu Li Tribe and let the Jiu Li Divine Hall judge them. That should uncover more traitors and clear up a large number of old cases from the past few decades," Li Weiyi said.
A chilling glint appeared in Yang Qingxi's eyes. "My suggestion is to kill them all, to eliminate any future trouble."
Li Weiyi was slightly surprised.
She continued, "After the battle at Lingxiao Shengjing, there will definitely be a major purge within the Jiu Li Tribe. The number of clansmen associated with the Sui Sect, Three Chen Palace, Tianyi Gate, Coffin Mountain, and Rice Cult will be enormous; it's impossible to kill them all."
"Li Songjian is the eldest son of the Cangli Tribe chief. If he says what he just said, the Jiu Li Tribe might treat him leniently."
"Are you sure he won't seek revenge after he gets through this?"
Li Songjian felt a chill run down his spine and his heart pound with fear. He roared, "Yang Qingxi, what have I done to offend you that you would do this to me... Hidden Person, Songjian already knows his mistake and would never dare to retaliate. He only hopes to make amends for his past mistakes for the rest of his life... Don't listen to Yang Qingxi. I have dirt on her. She and Yao Qian have been having an affair for a long time. Don't be deceived by her innocent appearance. She wants to kill me to silence me!"
"Qingxi, I'm your aunt, we're family," Yang Lin said.
Li Weiyi knew, of course, that Yang Qingxi's real reason for making such a suggestion was to kill him to silence him.
Otherwise, if her actions today were to be spread by the four of them, the Sui Sect and the Rice Sect would have nowhere to hide.
Although ruthless, it wasn't without reason.
Even without witnesses, Li Weiyi believed that the Jiu Li Hidden Gate would take his Hidden Person seriously and would definitely investigate the chieftain of the Yao Li Tribe.
"Then you can do it!"
Li Weiyi led Yu'er away into the distance.
He sat down on the stone bench and began to organize the various resources and wealth in the Five Realms Bag.
"I'll do it."
Yang Qingchan put away the ghost lamp, her graceful figure leaping up and floating towards the four people on the ground.
The four were either Dao Seed Realm Martial Cultivator or Mind Master with powerful souls. To her, they were rare and precious resources.
In the Netherworld of the Departed, devouring each other is the main way to grow into a Ghost General. Only after reaching the Ghost General level can one come into contact with the cultivation method of the departed, but it still mainly involves devouring.
The spirit within Yang Qingchan's body was subdued and refined into a soul seed by a powerful figure from the Heavenly Principle Hall of the Rice Cult in the Netherworld.
If her physical strength can be improved, the combat power she unleashes will not be inferior to that of the Eighth Heaven of Dao Seed Realm; she will be a formidable Yin Ghost Commander.
Li Songjian and Huo Dingnan possessed considerable resources; their realm bags contained substantial amounts of Thousand-Year Elixir and blood crystals. They also held some strange items from the Netherworld Realm that Li Weiyi had never seen before.
Li Weiyi took out a bronze compass about the size of a palm.
The released magical energy caused the pointer above to spin continuously.
"This is Yin Qi Compass! In places where the Yin Qi is heavy enough, it will automatically emit light, which can be used to avoid some dangerous areas."
Yang Qingxi walked over gracefully, her hair adorned with a golden hairpin. She had already removed her veil, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face, and a fragrant breeze carried her scent. After a moment's thought, she said, "Li Songjian is talking about Qingchan! You know, I don't fancy Yao Qian."
As Proud Daughter of Heaven the Inheritor-level, she certainly possessed a certain arrogance.
"Miss Yang is being a bit deliberate!" Li Weiyi said with a slight smile.
Yang Qingxi glanced at Yu'er, who was standing next to Li Weiyi and staring at her. "Don't you really think we're a good match? Don't you think we have great chemistry? I won't say this a third time."
Li Weiyi watched her intently, knowing that this Miss Yang was making a final attempt.
Otherwise, after today's parting, the two of them may never have the chance to meet again.
In the distance, Yang Lin roared hoarsely, "Yang Qingxi, your grandfather will not let you get away with this... You and your lover will definitely suffer a terrible death..."
"Adulterers, adulterers... ah..." Yao Qingfeng cursed hoarsely.
Li Weiyi quickly covered Yu'er's ears and released a psychic field to isolate the sound.
He looked at Yang Qingchan, who was absorbing living souls in the distance, and was speechless.
From the Qianlong Lantern Festival to the Rice Cult's headquarters, and then to the Netherworld of the Departed, anyone who worked with Yang Qingxi was always cursed by the enemy.
It can be as awful as it gets.
He felt that the problem definitely wasn't with him, but with Yang Qingxi's ruthless methods. In addition, Shi Liuyu was also a culprit.
Yang Qingxi understood Li Weiyi's intentions and didn't press the matter further. "The one in charge of the evacuation is Kongxu, the second divine son of the Divine Sect. Li Songjian and Huo Dingnan are just his assistants. He could come here from Huangjiang Riverside City at any time, so we must leave immediately."
The second divine child consists of two people, Kongxu and Huangxu, both of whom are powerful figures who have condensed the Dao Fruit.
Each of them is more capable than Huo Dingnan.
Li Weiyi asked, "What are your plans next?"
Yang Qingxi stared at him for a moment, swallowed back her words, and changed her tone, saying, "I heard from Qingchan that you're buying Phoenix Blood Tree Leaf to cultivate the Longevity Body? Do you have the guts to venture into the Old Yuzhou Prefectural City?"
Li Weiyi could tell that Yang Qingxi's cultivation had reached the Fifth Heaven the Dao Seed Realm.
Her talent, while not outstanding among the inheritors, has caught up with the top inheritors of the same Dragon Path, and her realm is no less than that of Lu Cangsheng and others.
What she relied on was a tenacity and courage that many of her successors lacked. She appeared quiet and beautiful, but in reality, she possessed a heart that danced on the edge of a knife.
She dared to take risks that others wouldn't.
She dared to kill those others dared not.
Yang Qingxi continued, "This secluded realm to the southeast of Lingxiao Shengjing is ruled by a hegemon who has lived for thousands of years, Lord Lan. Lord Lan is said to be the corpse of a Martial Path Son of Heaven who developed intelligence and whose cultivation and combat power are unimaginably profound."
"But there are always higher heavens beyond the heavens. Lord Lan perished in the Western Territory, slain by the Mist Son of Heaven Emperor. In addition, it is said that in the past month, as many as eight transcendent spirits and a large number of Marquis-level spirits have died tragically. The Departed Spirit Army has suffered its most devastating blow in a thousand years."
"His Highness is a wise man; he should understand what this means."
Li Weiyi narrowed his eyes. "The Southeast Nether Realm is about to descend into chaos! If the Human Army is strong enough and amassed a large force in Guanzhou and Qingzhou, it will likely frighten away all the powerful undead, causing them to flee deeper into the Netherworld."
Yang Qingxi said, "That's inevitable! Right now, the Rice Cult, the Wraiths, and the cultivators from overseas are all fleeing towards Guanzhou, Qingzhou, and the East Sea. This place is the only way out."
"What's the situation in the west now? I heard that the Mist Son of Heaven went to the Ash Region in the Far West and hasn't been heard from since," Li Weiyi asked with concern.