Regarding Xi Yang's provocation, Li Qingyun deliberately feigned weakness for a moment before blocking the other's voice transmission and ignoring him completely.
His expression grew increasingly placid.
What hadn't his poor Daoist self seen? A mere marquess-ranked profligate son—his provocations were merely accumulating his own karmic retribution!
Once the time came, the Xi Clan wouldn't be able to protect him either.
Having killed Yin Jun, the legitimate son of the Yin Clan, Li Qingyun no longer thought much of these eternal noble scions and elites.
His only reservation was simply the so-called bloodline curse.
Yet it wasn't entirely unbreakable; he shouldn't forget that he still possessed a Turbid Dao clone!
While waiting in line, Li Qingyun's thoughts shifted from his Turbid Dao clone to his past and future lives' identity, Li Xuanji.
Disguised as a member of a collateral branch of the He Clan, Li Xuanji possessed a He Clan bloodline so thin it was practically negligible, to the extent of lacking even the qualifications to participate in the grand trials.
Turning the tables for that pair would be exceedingly difficult!
"Fu Hao, Fu Jing, Fu Wan, Shang Yun, Hao Ke..."
The manager of the Secret Artifact Domain, dressed in a pale cyan robe, stood at the grand entrance of the Trial Artifact Hall and called out the names once more.
Finally, it was Li Qingyun and the three Fu siblings' turn.
Energized, Li Qingyun and the others followed the Secret Artifact Domain guards into the hall.
He noticed that among this batch of examinees, there was also a marquess-ranked Eternal Life Bloodline scion of the Hao Clan—namely, that Hao Ke.
The man lifted his chin slightly, holding himself with an arrogant detachment as if he had no doubt whatsoever about passing the examination.
Damn these noble scions!
Judging from