After suppressing Jia Zhou, Li Qingyun did not linger long in Number Eight Mayfly Land under his Taiqing identity.
Before doing big things, he kept a very high profile.
Yet once the deed was done, he would rapidly sink into obscurity.
With the matter accomplished, everything else was superfluous!
A high profile was meant to achieve his goals, not his Dao Path creed.
He had already probed this cosmos; the High-grade Treasure Tree opportunities of the Treasure Tree Mountains everywhere were still in their germination phase, with the fastest taking another twenty or thirty years to sprout.
Wu Yujun's Treasure Tree opportunity could only be obtained elsewhere.
As for finding a "High-grade Treasure Tree" for her, it was both a form of reward and a "pretext" he had conceived before setting out.
A pretext to go to Number Seventy-nine Mayfly Land!
Yuan Changkong represented the main lineage and purposely used Wu Yujun to pass the news to poor Dao that the clan intended to encircle and suppress Yuan Li Xuankun in Number Seventy-nine Mayfly Land. Wasn't this deliberately luring me to make a move so he could seize the opportunity to suppress me?!
Even knowing this is a shoddy scheme, poor Dao is going to make the trip anyway...
Inside the Great Burial Pit, Li Qingyun sat inside the coffin, hurtling toward the channel entrance of Number Seventy-nine Mayfly Land.
The white-haired strange person Yuan Mian stood atop the coffin in the darkness, all along secretly monitoring the whereabouts of Li Qingyun's coffin vessel.
At this moment, seeing that Li Qingyun was going to Number Seventy-nine Mayfly Land, a cold, ghostly smile immediately surfaced on the strange person's stiff, icy, hair-growing face.
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