After leaving the Qin Family, Li Qingyuan flew back to the Purple Cloud Mountain Range on his sword.
"There could only be two reasons why Qin Miaoyi had been so generous and lavish with me."
Li Qingyuan understood today's events as clearly as a mirror.
"First, the Qin Family desperately needs a maker of Second-grade High-grade Talisman Paper—or at the very least, Second-grade Mid-grade Talisman Paper—to accomplish some important objective."
He was no fool.
From the Qin Family's focused support and extensive cultivation of many First-grade Top-grade Talisman Masters, as well as their vigorous training of Second-grade Low-rank Talisman Master Zheng Yuan, Li Qingyuan could see that the Qin Family was in dire need of a maker of Second-grade High-grade Talisman Paper.
"Second, Qin Miaoyi believes that my life and death are entirely within her control."
Li Qingyuan rode his sword through the sky, streaking across the heavens like a fleeing beam of light. He murmured, "It seems Qin Miaoyi's hidden trick in the Spirit Condensing Pill is quite terrifying."
People like Zhou Kui and Su Hong—anyone who had taken the Spirit Condensing Pill—would have their lives and deaths controlled by Qin Miaoyi.
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it became.
"Hiss!" Li Qingyuan's scalp tingled. "What exactly is the Qin Family plotting?"
"Even Foundation Establishment Venerables are to be reduced to chess pieces."
Li Qingyuan shook his head, casting aside his distracting thoughts. His gaze hardened. "No matter what the Qin Family is plotting, as long as I am powerful enough, I can break the deadlock."
"Once I get back, I'll immediately devote myself to studying all kinds of Second-grade Talisman Paper and fully arm myself."
On the afternoon of the following day, Li Qingyuan returned to the Li Clan.
After returning to Purple Haze Peak,