Incomplete Success, Second Retreat

The old man vanished without a sound, leaving his tables, chairs, ladles, basins, and other belongings where they were.

But in the next instant, these things seemed to have endured countless years, rapidly decaying into ashes.

The passersby around them noticed none of it, as though some force had clouded their senses.

In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed, and all the letters had been delivered.

Nineteen people had received letters in total, six of whom vanished directly.

Through the Jade Tablet's reconstruction, Li Qing saw that they had already disappeared into the north. They had left decisively and cleanly, without the slightest intention of lingering.

Li Qing fell into thought. "Sure enough, some people cannot be controlled at will. They have countless choices."

"The older an existence is, the harder it is to influence. No benefit can shake their minds—or rather, the benefits I have displayed, the benefits they can obtain, are too meager to spur them into action."

"Then the backup plan begins."

New envelopes were carried out by the Shadow Paper Dolls. These letters would fall into the hands of several other mysterious figures.

Another hour passed in the blink of an eye. The newly selected targets had all received their envelopes, aside from the six mysterious figures who had left.

Of the remaining thirty-one people, more than half of those who received the letters began to act.

The contents left in the envelopes had moved them.

Of these thirty-one, more than sixteen were members of the Evil Spirit Sect and the Memorial Organization.

Information had already been passed among them. What Li Qing needed was for them to fight until both sides were wounded.

At this moment, his gaze was contemplative as he considered another matter.

"Yuan Zhihui has arrived. He wouldn't fail