Li Changyao put away the sword her brother handed her into her Storage Ring, complaining that he always dumped these odd jobs on her. Then she quietly watched the incredulous look in Golden Abacus's eyes.
This immortal from the Immortal Court's Department of Myriad Things, who prized profit above all else, seemed to be trying to activate the immortal power throughout his body. He must have been terrified, reduced from a Heavenly Immortal to a mortal. The color of the clothes around his abdomen was growing darker and darker. He probably had no idea that after her brother's sword pierced his belly, his wrist had twisted once, carving through him.
Sure enough, Golden Abacus clutched his stomach. This Heavenly Immortal, who had schemed through countless cycles of reincarnation, finally saw the tangled guts cradled in his own hands and collapsed to the ground. He had thought he had reached the safest place, yet he braced both hands against the ground and kept inching backward. He seemed utterly terrified of the smile on the person in the wheelchair. He moved faster and faster, no longer caring about the entrails dragging behind him as he desperately tried to get away.
Li Changyao was utterly indifferent. She was used to it.
Many times, whether in Azure Cloud Prefecture or beyond, everyone treated her brother as if he were invisible—a rat hiding behind Tianli Hall, pulling strings in secret. Even the family's elders and juniors would occasionally poke fun at her brother's laziness and cowardice.
But her brother had said that any clansman who had lived through those times would understand. Back in the days of disaster in Qingyun Prefecture, the direction the clansmen fled became a fork in the road of fate. Tormented by destiny, they went their separate ways. Some fought nature