I Just Want to Quietly Lie Low as a Cultivator
Chapter 1318

Personal Grudge

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On the cover of the bamboo slip, a line of Cloud Seal Script read: Successive Holy Sons of the Chongming Sect.

The City Lord of Yanxi City flipped straight to the end. On the narrow bamboo strip, only one name was recorded: Pei Ling.

The City Lord immediately formed a complex, profound Magic Seal.

The name instantly floated off the bamboo slip and rose into the air.

Before long, it stopped high above.

The next moment, every scroll related to that name flew automatically from the countless shelves, vast as clouds of smoke, and drifted in front of the City Lord.

The City Lord formed another ancient-looking Magic Seal. The name hovering in the air flickered faintly, then vanished, having returned to the bamboo slip.

He put the bamboo slip back in its place. Then, with a thought, all the scrolls suspended in midair unfurled with a rustle.

Words imbued with power spread out in an instant. Countless pieces of information surged toward the City Lord like a mighty river flowing into the sea.

Some of the scrolls recorded Pei Ling's detailed origins; some listed the people he had killed, the evil deeds he had committed, or the circumstances of his past enemies. Others contained the cultivation arts, spells, and divine abilities he practiced, while still others detailed Pei Ling's friends, family, and Dao Companions...

A moment later, the City Lord murmured thoughtfully. He had finished reading all the records concerning Pei Ling.

However, as the Holy Son of the Chongming Sect, Pei Ling had a Demonic Sect suppressing his fortune, and seemed to possess other means of Concealing Heavenly Secrets. As a result, the intelligence gathered by Yanxi City was incomplete.

But Pei Ling's battle against the Imperial Dynasty not long ago had been witnessed by tens of thousands.

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