An Unexpected Plea for Help (2)

By the end of his words, Li Yan's face had turned exceedingly grim, and his tone grew ever colder.

He could also tell from Feng Tao's words that she had not invited only him to help; there should have been others involved as well.

Yet she had come to ask a cultivator with such low cultivation to assist her. The meaning behind that was rather thought-provoking.

Li Yan's first reaction was whether she had grown suspicious of his identity. Had he exposed some flaw?

But considering Feng Tao's cultivation, Li Yan still believed he could not have investigated her wrongly. This was simply his naturally suspicious nature—whenever something was even slightly unfavorable to him, countless possibilities immediately sprang to mind.

Seeing Zhang Ming's increasingly chilly expression, Feng Tao began to panic. For the first time, she felt that rashly entering an unfamiliar environment had been somewhat too reckless.

Since she had come to ask for help, she naturally had to continue with the purpose of her visit. She steadied herself.

"Senior Brother Zhang, your doubts are entirely justified. If little sister encountered such a matter, I would certainly be deeply suspicious as well.

"But little sister truly has no other ill intentions. Everything I have said is the truth. I really came to ask for Senior Brother's help.

"First, there are no Golden Core Realm cultivators in my Lineage. There are only my ancestor and Third Grandfather, two Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. Anyone familiar with the Feng Lineage knows this; it cannot be concealed even if we wished to.

"This crisis arose because a large number of underworld ghosts appeared in the place where my Lineage resides, not because some enemy came seeking revenge.

"The place where my Feng Lineage lives is one with exceptionally dense yin energy. This, too,