"By now, those two should have crossed paths."
Li Fuchan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing toward the distant north, his eyes dark and unreadable.
In the previous simulation, the Ning Family had sent him to the market town in the north to wipe out a band of demonic cultivators causing trouble there.
Those demonic cultivators were all merely at the aperture opening level. Moreover, the "li thunder" he cultivated exerted an overwhelming suppression on such crooked arts, so he had captured and killed them one by one without so much as the effort of blowing away dust.
But a minor incident had occurred along the way, one that had left a deep impression on him.
He had captured the leader of those demonic cultivators and intended to question him.
Yet, unexpectedly, barely four or five breaths later, two worms had suddenly burrowed out of the demonic cultivator's eyes.
At the time, Li Fuchan had assumed it was some vicious trick born of a demonic cultivation method turning against its wielder at death, and had thought little of it.
Only after witnessing Hu Shan use gu did he understand. Those had been no ordinary worms—they were clearly gu worms.
He had also worked through the matter afterward.
Hu Shan had received orders from the Yang Family to curse Ning Xiuqing to death with gu arts. Before that, however, he might have intended to exploit the Ning Family's turmoil, while they were stretched thin on every front, and send those three demonic cultivators to kill people in the northern market town, gathering blood qi to refine his curse script.
When Hu Shan met Li Fuchan while killing Ning Xiuqing, he had said that he had heard his name long before.
Li Fuchan had been puzzled then. Only later had