This identity was undoubtedly very useful.
Had he not fused with a trace of Abyss Clan bloodline, the Taiqing Body could only have remained in that so-called Wild Mayfly Land, like Shangqing Heaven, relying on devouring ring shadows and baleful thoughts to attain the Dao in the wild.
There was nothing wrong with that, but compared to the status of young master of the Abyss Li Clan, it was simply too "shabby"!
In the Abyss Clan land, Li Qingyun was confident that this body's cultivation would advance far faster than it could in Shangqing Heaven!
According to the information he had consulted, a single Innate Spirit Seed could surpass ten million devoured baleful thoughts...
As for that fiancée, Yuan Wu Yujun, Li Qingyun naturally would not truly marry her. This body was pure and spotless, its lingering attachments already severed. He wished only to question the Dao and become a saint—why seek trouble for himself, dig a pit beneath his own feet, and bury a bomb at his side?
So-called marriage alliances were merely means by which powerful clans preserved their influence and standing.
What benefit was there for this poor Daoist!
Having thought it through, Li Qingyun could not help turning his head to look through the window at a magnificent eight-sided tower-like pavilion not far away.
Then he chuckled. "Tonight, Li Ye and Li Bing are the ones who will be unable to sleep..."
The top floor of that pavilion was brightly lit.
The cheap eldest brother and Second Sister sat drinking, apparently discussing something.
From time to time, the two also glanced toward the manor lord's study.
At the peak of the tower-like pavilion.
Yuan Li Ye and Yuan Li Bing sat facing each other, drinking the rich brew made from Innate Spirit Seeds. On the surface,