Cao Yulong flicked his sleeve with a cold snort, then turned and departed aboard his spell boat.
On the way back, he mulled it over and realized Xu Mingwei's words had carried a hidden meaning.
So he was blaming our Cao Clan for killing his disciple!
Hmph, that wretched woman deserved to die!
Want her corpse? Then you can have it!
After returning to the Imperial Capital, Cao Yulong informed his father and the Grand Elder.
"If they want it, return Ye Xuehua's corpse to them next time." Cao Defeng looked at Cao Yulong. "You haven't disposed of it, have you?"
"I've kept it in an ice coffin. I intended to deal with it later."
"Good. Go again tomorrow, and invite Xu Chuan here while you're at it. I hear he also primarily practices a wood-type cultivation method."
"Yes, Grand Elder."
The next day.
Cao Yulong took Ye Xuehua's corpse and headed to Moon Lake Commandery again.
Outside Dongxi.
Cao Yulong transmitted his voice once more. "My beloved wife Ye Xuehua's dying wish was to return to her homeland. I, Cao Yulong, have brought her back. Senior Zhou, please come out to meet me."
Xu Chuan came to Zhou Qingfang's side and nodded to him. "Elder Qingfang, let's go and bring Fairy Xuehua home."
Zhou Qingfang bowed deeply. "Thank you, Grand Elder."
With him at the head, numerous Zhou Household disciples followed him, flying outside the grand formation.
They really did come out.
Cao Yulong sneered inwardly, then cupped his hands toward the approaching Zhou Qingfang. "Greetings, Senior Zhou."
He brushed his hand over his storage pouch, and an ice coffin flew out, landing on the ground.
Zhou Qingfang stepped forward. Seeing Ye Xuehua lying quietly inside the ice coffin, his eyes immediately grew moist.
"Fellow Daoist Cao, how did