The Prime Suspect

Mentioning A Jian San, the atmosphere in the scene immediately changed.

He was truly a terrifying figure.

A Jian San hailed from the Devil Race.

Note that it was the Devil Race, not the Devil Sect, making him an Alien Race Person.

A Jian San's talent in swordsmanship was rarely seen in the world. The Hell Sword Intent he comprehended struck fear into the hearts of all, and countless masters perished under his sword intent.

The emergence of A Jian San caused seventy percent of the great sects in the world to wither. The remaining thirty percent were deliberately hiding from him.

"It is rumored that after A Jian San was defeated by my Master Ye Chuan, he knew he would die from his severe injuries. Before his death, he found a treasure land and buried himself within."

"Also buried with him was his sword dao inheritance that looked down upon the world."

"As a result, for these hundreds of years, members of the Earth Gate have poured out in full force, searching the world for his tomb. Strong experts from all over the world have also rushed to chase after it, investigating in secret."

"They still haven't given up."

The Great Elder sighed. He was young then and had witnessed the brilliance of that battle.

A Jian San's Hell Sword Intent was astonishingly powerful, beyond comprehension.

If not for the sudden appearance of the previous Sect Master Ye Chuan, the entire Human World would have been crushed by A Jian San.

Sect Master Luo Jiang let out a faint sigh: "Although A Jian San seemed to have lost that battle, in reality, Master Ye Chuan did not achieve a complete victory."

Ye Chuan had already Attained Enlightenment at that time, and his lifespan was unimaginably abundant.

Yet, a hundred years after A Jian San perished, Ye Chuan also passed away.

He had sustained hidden injuries in that battle.

Before Ye Chuan passed away, he personally spoke of this matter.

Ye Chuan's attainment in the Sacred Sword Art had surpassed the Patriarch who founded the sect. Precisely because of this, he understood the power of this sword art better than anyone else.

The Second Elder's face showed a hint of a complex expression: "My Master's greatest regret before his death was not being able to comprehend the Sacred Sword Art. I clearly remember him pulling our hands before his Dao Transformation, telling us to find a successor for the sword art."

"I will never forget the longing for the ultimate profound meaning of the Sacred Sword Art that permeated his eyes."

As he spoke, the image of a youth involuntarily appeared in everyone's minds.

He originally had hope.

Unfortunately, he was not promising enough.

Sect Master Luo Jiang said coldly: "Pass down my order, find the Youngster from the Great Barren Forest at all costs. If possible, take him as a disciple."

"Once his cultivation improves, This Seat will personally teach him the Sacred Sword Art."

After hearing this, the Elders instantly perked up: "Sect Master is wise!"

"Destructive Sword Intent, one of the sword intents with the strongest killing power. With that Youngster's talent, we believe he will definitely be able to carry forward the Sacred Sword Art."

"Indeed. Even if he cannot comprehend it, he should not be weaker than Master Ye Chuan."

The Elders grinned from ear to ear.

Sword Intent, this kind of thing, is related to a person's Dao heart, the sword techniques they cultivate, their personal character, comprehension, and opportunity.

Comprehending Sword Intent requires a synthesis of many factors; it is something that can be encountered but not sought.

Even ordinary Sword Intent can make a sword cultivator undergo a complete transformation.

Destructive Sword Intent is one of the sword intents with the strongest killing power.

People who comprehend this Sword Intent represent that all those of the same rank will be crushed by them.

Those who can comprehend Destructive Sword Intent must be Top Geniuses in the world.

The Elders believed that such a person had a great chance of successfully cultivating the Sacred Sword Art.

Down the mountain, Li Ye put on the Shapeshifter Mask, changed his clothes, and hid on the only path down the mountain.

To his surprise, Wei Bo was the first to descend the mountain.

Li Ye didn't have to wait long for him.

Wei Bo was alone, his footsteps hurried, and he didn't notice Li Ye hiding in the nearby grass.

"He's not with his colleagues and is rushing down the mountain alone?"

Li Ye frowned, increasingly suspecting Wei Bo.

Thus, he subtly followed.

Li Ye now possessed the divine leg abilities of the Night Roaming God and a physical cultivation of the fourteenth layer of Body Tempering. Tracking someone was not difficult.

Whoosh!

Wei Bo's skills were extraordinary. He leaped rapidly, moving with swift, agile steps, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Each leap could take him over thirty zhang high, and a single tumble covered a distance of one to two hundred meters.

His movement technique was extremely profound.

But Li Ye could always maintain a certain distance from him without being discovered.

Soon, the two arrived one after another in an alley north of Licheng City.

Li Ye hid around the corner and saw Wei Bo knocking on the door of a house.

The entrance was not large, belonging to a medium-sized house, but in this prime location north of the city, the price must have been quite considerable.

Dong dong dong!

The knocking sound was particularly jarring in the quiet night.

"Could this be their contact point?"

"It's certainly hidden enough."

Li Ye thought.

Creak!

The door opened, and an... old woman came out.

"Master, you're back."

"Madam has given birth, it's a boy, both mother and child are safe."

"Congratulations, Master."

The old woman said excitedly to Wei Bo outside the door.

Li Ye walked down the street with a dejected expression.

So the reason why Wei Bo was preoccupied and rushed down the mountain immediately after finishing his work.

Was because his wife was about to give birth.

With Wei Bo ruled out, only Old Man Yang, who delivered food, remained the most suspicious.

So, Li Ye, under the cover of night, returned to the Corpse Refining Courtyard and found Old Man Yang's room.

He found the man lighting a candle and going over an account book.

After finishing, he blew out the candle and went to rest.

Li Ye wanted to sneak in and knock the man unconscious to search the room.

But he was worried that Old Man Yang might be more skilled than he appeared, and he didn't want to alert him.

"Forget it, I'll just calculate them one by one."

"There are still over two hours until midnight. After 'Daily Divination' refreshes, I'll calculate Old Man Yang first."

Li Ye thought to himself.

If Old Man Yang had a problem, he could apprehend and interrogate him in the latter half of the night.

Daily Divination could not directly calculate heavenly secrets related to Li Ye.

For example, in the afternoon, when he directly deduced who had administered the poison, the skill failed.

But if he changed his method and only calculated Old Man Yang's life, the skill would not fail.

Li Ye wasn't lacking those two hours. After returning to his room, he sat down cross-legged.

Then, he took out a Mid-grade Spirit Stone and circulated the breathing technique of the Nine Heavens Crimson Thunder Art to absorb the spiritual energy within the stone.

Buzz!

The next moment, faint wisps of spiritual energy were drawn out by Li Ye, seeping into his palm, flowing along his meridians into his body, and then dispersing throughout his limbs and bones.

The Nine Heavens Crimson Thunder Art consisted of six verses and six movements.

The verses, combined with the movements, generated a body-refining airflow.

But Li Ye had already achieved mastery, reaching the level where his strength moved as he willed.

Even without the movements, he could activate the breathing technique.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, and midnight was approaching.

Li Ye opened his eyes and found that he had only absorbed one-tenth of the spirit stone. The spiritual energy it contained was still very rich.

This one-tenth of the spiritual energy had increased Li Ye's strength by five hundred jin.

"Five hundred jin."

"So, one Mid-grade Spirit Stone can give me five thousand jin of strength."

"And I have thirty-three spirit stones. After refining them all, I can gain over a hundred thousand jin of strength."

"Not bad, not bad!"

Li Ye was a little excited.

His current strength was sixty-three thousand five hundred jin.

The standard for a Breakthrough to Body Tempering Level Fifteen should be eighty thousand jin of strength.

After absorbing these thirty-three spirit stones, I should be able to reach the Body Tempering Layer 16.

If I also absorb the medicinal power of the Golden Ginseng.

Li Ye felt he could at least break through to Body Tempering Layer 20.

Or... the Qi Gathering Stage, if I can break through.

Li Ye checked the sky.

It was early morning.

The Daily Divination had refreshed.

So, Li Ye silently recited the incantation in his mind.

Hum!

The next moment, his Mental Magnetic Field changed, and his entire being felt as if it had merged with Heaven and Earth Myriad Things.

The Heavenly Secrets concerning Old Man Yang appeared one by one in his mind...