A Good Nephew Sacrifices Twelve Lives

With a quarter of an hour remaining until the end of the first hour, everyone fell silent.

No one has found a way to solve the mystery.

Li Qingxian said, "I have a method that I can try to use to open the Yellow Springs Gate."

"What?" Everyone looked at Li Qingxian.

Wu Zhao's expression shifted, and he said, "Could it be the legendary 'Crossing the Heavenly Gate'? That's Fate Arts that only Grand Fate Arts Master can use."

A few people's expressions changed slightly when they heard "Crossing the Heavenly Gate".

Li Qingxian looked troubled and said, "This method involves my fundamental Fate Arts, so I can't say much. What I can say is that this solution requires a huge price. I have an ancestral Fate Artifact, and if I use it to solve this mystery, it will inevitably be destroyed."

A Fourth Rank martial Martial Cultivator, "It's not right for me, a dignified Fourth Rank, to rely on you for salvation. As long as you can unravel the mystery, I can't help you with anything else. You can take whatever Fate Material Spirit Metal I have, plus a reward of ten thousand taels of silver."

"I happen to have two bottles of Spirit Metal with me, I'll give them to you." Another Fourth Rank Martial Cultivator tossed two small bottles containing a total of twenty Spirit Metal to Li Qingxian.

Wu Zhao decisively said, "I'll make the decision. As long as you can solve the mystery, I'll grant you special permission to take any treasures worth 50,000 taels of silver from the Imperial Prison Bureau's treasury. Furthermore, you can come to the West Courtyard at any time to Life Buying."

Zhou Chunfeng said, "If you can unlock the Yellow Springs Gate and avert the great calamity for the Imperial Prison Bureau, I will petition the court and it is possible that an Eerie Seal can be obtained for you."

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise. The Eerie Seal was a rare treasure, crafted by consuming the National Fortune's and the Emperor's Fortune, making it extremely precious.

"Since everyone is so united, I, Li Qingxian, will not hesitate any longer. I will go and solve the mystery." Li Qingxian returned the two bottles of Spirit Metal and said, "We'll talk about it after it's done."

Li Qingxian strode towards the Yellow Springs Gate.

As everyone watched the boy's retreating figure, they felt both ashamed and moved.

"Sigh, I've lived so many years in vain, and now I have to rely on a young boy to save my life."

"This kid isn't even as old as my youngest son. It really makes me feel bad."

"I think of those young River Guard Army, so young, who died on the battlefield to protect Human Race. Their backs looked just like that."

"Rumors outside say that Li Qingxian is ruthless, but seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that the son is just like his father. Although he cultivates destiny, he has the integrity of a scholar and the courage of a warrior."

"Through this journey to the Yellow Springs, may the light illuminate the Divine Capital."

Li Qingxian walked to the Yellow Springs Gate, pondering to himself.

"The Yellow Springs Gate needs to send out twelve Yellow Springs Boat, which will consume at least twelve Fate Star for exorcism. Fortunately, I bought eighteen Fate Star beforehand, used six to fish for Fate Stars, and still have twelve left plus two unused ones. But, it really hurts..."

Thinking about the upcoming reward, Li Qingxian stopped aching.

"Some of them have probably seen the sacrificial ritual before, so I have to pretend to be familiar with it."

Li Qingxian recalled Jiang Youfei's actions and, after a moment's thought, devised a set of procedures.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Qingxian first chanted incantations and walked in circles in front of the Yellow Springs Gate, performing the Yu Steps.

Then, everyone present, whether they understood Daoist magic or not, was completely bewildered.

I've never seen anything like this before.

Wu Zhao, Fourth Rank Dao Cultivator, was most bewildered.

"How come I've never seen such Astral Dipper Steps before? Could it be that this young man has inherited a mysterious lineage of Fate Arts, surpassing even the Dao Sect? It's highly possible. Judging from this formation, it resembles the Crossing the Heavenly Gate. Could this Fate Arts be a branch of the Crossing the Heavenly Gate Passage? I must study it carefully..."

With a devout heart, everyone watched Li Qingxian, who seemed to be performing a shamanistic ritual.

Having observed for a while, Li Qingxian began chanting unrelated Fate Arts incantations in a strange and indistinct tone.

After chanting, Li Qingxian channeled his Thunder Arts, and lightning flashed from his two fingers as he tapped his entire body. Soon, lightning flowed throughout his body.

Everyone was even more shocked.

I've never heard of a spell that involves splashing lightning on yourself like water.

Wu Zhao was stunned. Controlling fire wasn't difficult, since fire magic was entirely transformed from magical power. But Thunder Arts was different; it required Inner Gods.

Would the Inner Gods be willing to play like this?

Impossible!

The fact that Li Qingxian was able to use it speaks volumes.

Li Qingxian's Thunder Arts was exquisite, almost on par with the Upper Rank!

"Old Zhou, you've found a good nephew!"

Zhou Chunfeng nodded, somewhat confused.

Having completed his disguise, Li Qingxian glanced at the Yellow Springs Gate, contemplating the Eerie Ground and the bizarre legends of the Yellow Springs Emperor. He bowed, moved his lips but remained silent, and murmured, "Great Yellow Springs Emperor, I, Li Qingxian, have no intention of offending you. I offer this sacrifice of my Fate Star in order to protect myself."

Li Qingxian took a deep breath, his hands forming a Tai Chi symbol, and bowed slightly. He Spirit Platform his mind and his magical power surged, condensing into an illusory double-dragon table in front of him that only he could see.

Silently recite the Life Offering Arts.

"This sincere heart has won the mercy of Heaven. I offer my life, and my destiny will carry it on..."

The Life Offering Arts, which is a lengthy text of over a thousand words, is originally Fate Arts Master to offer their Fate Star to the heavens at special times in order to avert their own calamities.

After reciting the Life Offering Arts, twelve streams of light flew out from Li Qingxian's Fate Mansion and hovered on the table.

Two thick golden dragons, each as thick as an arm, emerged from either side of the altar, coiling around large red candles, their flames shining brightly.

Boom...

The Yellow Springs Gate suddenly swayed slightly, emitting a deafening roar and generating immense suction.

The illusory altar and the twelve Fate Star were all sucked into the Yellow Springs Gate.

Boom...

The Yellow Springs Gate slowly descended.

Li Qingxian remained respectful, while the hundreds of the Imperial Prison Bureau officials behind him looked excited.

Just as the Yellow Springs Gate was about to completely disappear underground, suddenly, a stream of yellow water flew out from a river on the gate and landed on Li Qingxian's wrist in the yellow cloud.

Yellow clouds rose along the forearm and stopped at the middle of the forearm.

Li Qingxian was shocked and hurriedly reached out to wipe it.

A yellow cloud, about the size of a thumb, was imprinted there.

Li Qingxian cursed inwardly, his face turning ashen.

As Night Guard just mentioned, some Fate Arts Master attract the attention of terrifying Great Eerie because they successfully decipher ghosts.

Unexpectedly, I was being targeted.

The mist dissipated, and the Eerie Ground vanished. Night Guard looked at his wrist; the yellow cloud had disappeared, and he cheered with joy.

"Well..."

Li Qingxian let out a long sigh and walked back dejectedly.

Zhou Chunfeng asked, "Qingxian, what's wrong?"

Li Qingxian weakly raised his left arm, his long sleeve slipping down to reveal Huang Yun.

The Night Guard and jailers looked over, their smiles vanishing.

The Fourth Rank Martial Cultivator, who had been holding a minor official position, stuffed two bottles of Spirit Metal into Li Qingxian's hands, saying, "My Sun He. I owe you a Daren. If you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, come find me at the West Courtyard of the Imperial Prison!"

"If you have any requests, go directly to the Northern Yue Martial Hall, take this jade pendant, and say that you are my savior, Xu Jinxian!" After saying this, the other Fourth Rank Martial Cultivator practitioner, the Assistant Magistrate, stuffed all the silver notes on his body into Li Qingxian's hands and offered him the Heart-Clearing Jade Pendant, Lower Rank- grade magic weapon worn at his waist.

"I am just a low-ranking official of the Sixth Rank, no match for you Daren, but I am a cultivator after all, and I know some minor spells. My Hu Yuanhu." The Sixth Rank Dao Cultivator handed Li Qingxian a low-grade umbrella-shaped Lower Rank artifact.

People came over one after another, some bringing precious materials, others bringing money, so much so that Li Qingxian had to lift his lower garment to use as a bundle.

Looking at the unfamiliar yet sincere faces, Li Qingxian took a deep breath and said, "Everyone, I'm not just saving you, I'm also saving myself. So many..."

"You saved the homes of at least twelve Night Guard brothers. No amount of thanks is too much. Please accept this; it will put our minds at ease. I'm leaving!" Sun He said, turning and departing.

The group thanked Li Qingxian and then left.