Demonic Cultivator's Secret, Another Treasure Found

Yi Xiaofeng wandered around the main hall, searching for a long time, but found no suspicious signs.

Looks like there's no opportunity here.

Yi Xiaofeng thought helplessly.

His Main Quest was to obtain the Pure Yang Pill. The Pure Yang Pill belonged to City Lord Tang. Once City Lord Tang died, Tang Yiqian was probably the only one who had such a pill.

The most direct and effective way to obtain the Pure Yang Pill was to win over Tang Yiqian.

But Tang Yiqian gave him the chills, leaving him deeply conflicted.

"Contestant Zhang Yang has been eliminated!"

A cold, electronic-sounding voice suddenly rang out.

Yi Xiaofeng froze.

So soon?

How had that guy died?

Just then, a servant's panicked voice came from outside the hall. "Someone's dead! Someone's dead!"

Yi Xiaofeng and the others immediately ran out.

Before he had gone far, Yi Xiaofeng began gasping for breath and had no choice but to stop and take medicine.

Watching Wang Yanran and Tang Yiqian's figures disappear into the distance, he wept inwardly.

He actually could not run as fast as women.

And that fat woman, too!

Didn't she say she admired me?

Couldn't she have come back and carried me for a while?

Yi Xiaofeng tottered forward.

The City Lord's Mansion was even larger than the Wang Family Residence. Walking through it felt like touring a scenic attraction, which was sheer torture for a frail man like him.

While grumbling to himself, Yi Xiaofeng hurried in the direction Tang Yiqian and the others had gone.

He arrived at a courtyard.

Dozens of people had gathered there, and Yi Xiaofeng struggled to squeeze his way in.

Tang Yiqian and Wang Yanran stood before a corpse. Several others were nearby, including Zeng Shu.

Yi Xiaofeng looked at the body. The corpse had died horribly. Its chest was covered in Blood Handprints, and its eyeballs had been gouged out. The sight was enough to make one's scalp tingle even in broad daylight.

"So, when you found the body, he was already lying here?" a short-haired woman with slightly dark skin asked a servant.

The servant nodded with a terrified expression and said in a trembling voice, "I heard a strange laugh and rushed over. Then I saw him lying here. I never thought there would be ghosts in broad daylight, so I went over to take a look..."

He could not continue.

Yi Xiaofeng raised his brows.

In that case, Tang Yiqian was not the real killer. After all, she had been in the main hall with him at the time.

Zeng Shu walked over to Yi Xiaofeng and asked, "Brother Zhang, did you find any clues just now?"

Yi Xiaofeng frowned. "This residence is steeped in yin energy, and resentment lingers everywhere. That is why an Evil Spirit can commit murder during the day."

The contestants were all ordinary people. Even if they possessed Qi Refinement cultivation, they could not become true cultivators.

If he wanted to distinguish himself from them, Yi Xiaofeng had to throw out something convincing.

Even if he was talking nonsense, he had to make everyone think he was unfathomable.

Sure enough!

As soon as he said this, everyone around him looked his way.

Wang Yanran asked, "Young Master Zhang, then do you have a way to get rid of the Evil Spirit?"

Yi Xiaofeng's expression turned solemn. "This person is probably more than just a ghost. I fear a Demonic Path Cultivator is behind this. Evil ghosts do not remain in one place forever. Once there are many people around, it is even less likely that they would kill in broad daylight. Sigh, if I still had the cultivation I possessed back then, how could I allow it to cause trouble!"

The cultivation he possessed back then?

The looks in some people's eyes immediately changed.

The short-haired woman stepped forward, cupped her fists in salute, and asked, "Is this young master here for the reward as well?"

She's trying to pry for information!

Before Yi Xiaofeng could answer, Wang Yanran snorted. "Of course not. My Young Master Zhang is an extraordinary expert, peerless in chivalry. I was the one who asked him to come. As for money, if he marries me, he'll lack nothing!"

Everyone broke out in cold sweat. Looking at her figure, then at Yi Xiaofeng's weak and sickly appearance, they did not dare imagine it.

Although Yi Xiaofeng felt somewhat awkward, Wang Yanran suddenly seemed more pleasing to his eyes.

Not bad, not bad. She gets it.

This way, he could cast off his identity as a contestant.

The short-haired woman came to a realization and immediately approached him. "Senior, I would like to speak with you alone. Would that be all right?"

Zeng Shu frowned. Was this woman trying to steal my NPC?

Just as he was about to speak, Yi Xiaofeng agreed.

The two quickly left.

Zeng Shu was frustrated.

Wang Yanran waved her fan and snorted. "There are always vixens trying to seduce my Young Master Zhang. Sadly, it's useless. My Young Master Zhang remains unmoved even with a beauty in his arms."

Her words made many of the on-site viewers and online viewers laugh.

Any normal man who encountered you could remain unmoved with a beauty in his arms.

Elsewhere.

Yi Xiaofeng followed the short-haired woman to an empty corridor.

"My name is Hong Linyu. Do you have any clues, Senior? I am willing to exchange my clue for yours," the short-haired woman said seriously.

Yi Xiaofeng did not change expression and merely nodded slightly.

He was in no rush to reveal anything. He would first see how Hong Linyu reacted.

Hong Linyu guessed his intention from his reaction, so she said, "I learned a secret about City Lord Tang's daughter. It may be related to the murder case."

"Rumor has it that twelve years ago, Tang Yiqian took a Demonic Cultivator as her master and learned a Demonic Art. City Lord Tang discovered it, forcibly brought her back, and strictly forbade her from practicing Demonic Arts again."

Tang Yiqian had practiced a Demonic Art?

Yi Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes slightly. No wonder she had given him the chills in the main hall earlier.

But that alone could not directly prove Tang Yiqian was the killer.

Yi Xiaofeng shook his head. "That's it?"

Before Hong Linyu could answer, he continued, "There are Blood Handprints on the victim's body. You can investigate from that angle. If you perform well, once this case is over, I will reward you with some benefits."

After saying that, he began coughing.

Benefits?

Hong Linyu suddenly began breathing rapidly. "Why would you give me benefits?"

Yi Xiaofeng's face turned pale. "A man near death... City Lord Tang is known as an upright man. If I can help avenge him, it would count as promoting the spirit of the righteous path. I am willing to bestow my lifetime of unique skills upon anyone who renders merit."

So he was about to die...

Hong Linyu became completely convinced that Yi Xiaofeng was an NPC.

"Rest assured, Senior. I definitely will not disappoint you!" Hong Linyu immediately promised before turning and leaving.

The comments in Yi Xiaofeng's livestream began flooding with 666.

Yi Xiaofeng could not help coughing a few more times before turning to leave.

This City Lord's Mansion was far too dangerous!

People were dying even in broad daylight!

He could not stay here. He should go back first and try practicing the Pure Yang Five Swords Technique.

Yi Xiaofeng walked at an unhurried pace.

He avoided secluded paths, afraid of being ambushed by the killer.

As he passed beneath a stone archway, he suddenly stopped.

He looked up and saw a red glow shining from a crack in the stone above the archway.

An opportunity!

Yi Xiaofeng immediately stood on tiptoe and dug into the stone crack with his fingers.

There was a piece of paper inside.

It was difficult to pull out.

The viewers became interested.

"Seriously? Did this guy find another treasure?"

"Probably not. What could such a tiny crack possibly hide?"

"666. If he finds another secret manual, I'll call him Dad."

"Young man, don't jinx it. Be careful you don't get slapped in the face."

"Looking at his trembling body, I want to do it for him."

After digging for quite a while, Yi Xiaofeng finally pulled it out. It was a piece of Yellow Paper.

It was covered in densely packed tiny writing.

A pill formula!

The Life-Prolonging Pill!

Its effect was to let the dead live a while longer.