On the massive warship, the various powerful figures who were observing the fierce battle on the shore were all speculating about the young man at the Spring Surge Realm who possessed several magical artifacts. They wondered what his true level was and where he came from.
"To kill so many Seven Springs martial practitioners and top hundred warriors in a single night, and to break through the encirclement at Sui River in such a desperate situation—I admit that even at the Spring Surge Realm, I could never achieve such a feat. This young man has truly made a name for himself tonight!"
Shi Jiuzhai praised. The man with the surname Long still stood at the bow of the ship, as if rooted there, and said indifferently, "The world is never short of geniuses, but those with such combat willpower and wisdom are rare. Once he breaks through to the Five Seas Realm..."
Shi Jiuzhai glanced at Yang Qingxi's icy expression and asked, "What is his name?"
"Master Jiuzhai, why don't you ask the Great Zen Master?"
Yang Qingxi naturally had no good feelings toward Shi Jiuzhai. If it weren't for him and the white-robed scholar stopping her, how could that Spring Surge Realm brat have captured Yang Yun right before her eyes and escaped? If we're going to lose face, let's all lose face together.
The assassination order was placed at your Five Burial Temple, after all. The Great Zen Master Yuzhen chuckled without concern, "Haha, failing to kill someone is a common occurrence. It's just a Spring Surge Realm kid, Miss Yang, don't take it too seriously.
The two Five Seas Realm experts from the Changlin Gang have already gone after him. They will surely bring your brother back." Since someone's younger brother had been captured, the white-robed scholar and Shi Jiuzhai naturally couldn't stop them any longer.
In fact, they each sent someone to assist in the rescue. Yang Qingxi had already calmed down from her initial anger and said coolly, "Yang Yun, as an Eight Springs prodigy and the direct descendant of the Yang Clan, led so many experts to surround and capture him, yet he was instead captured by a nobody.
Even if he dies, it's only because he overestimated himself and underestimated others. He has no one to blame but himself, right, Elder An, Master Jiuzhai?" Although Yang Yun's fate was unknown, his capture had now become a bargaining chip for her to gain more benefits.
The first round of negotiations for the division of interests had officially begun. They could only agree on a general framework. The real decision on how to divide Li Prefecture would be made by the true old powerhouses behind them.
Of course, a meeting at that level would also mean that the great war had arrived. In the end, they decided to play it safe and follow the plan of the old man surnamed Li to first investigate the true strength of the Nine Li Hidden Sect. Of course, there was another important reason for delaying the war.
That was the great change in Burial Immortal Town. Since they had already come to Li Prefecture, how could they not investigate it? Something that could draw all the old powerhouses from Nine Li City to rush over must be a significant opportunity!
What exactly had happened there?
"Roar!"
With a tiger's roar that shook the entire night, Cang Li, riding a massive tiger-like beast, emerged from the gates of Nine Li City, holding a long silver spear, and charged straight toward the protruding shore of Sui River in the distance. The giant tiger raised its head and roared, causing the water to churn.
On the massive warship, the windows and doors shook, the Sui flags fluttered, and all objects trembled. Great Zen Master Yuzhen said, "The battle in the city seems to be over! Miss Yang, it seems your Yang Clan and the Cang Li Tribe have completely broken ties this time, haven't you?"
"How could that be?"
Yang Qingxi smiled, "Our two families have been intermarrying for generations, with deep blood ties. A small conflict like this wouldn't break our relationship."
"Is that so? Why does he seem so murderous?"
Shi Jiuzhai stared intently at the distant shore, where Cang Li, riding his tiger-like beast, was charging across the river. His aura condensed into a tiger shadow dozens of feet tall, stirring up massive waves, as if he intended to overturn the entire warship.
"At this critical moment, it's not wise for you to expose yourselves. I'll go and meet this so-called inheritor of the Nine Li Tribe and see if he truly has what it takes to be called an inheritor."
"Whoosh!"
The man with the surname Long vanished from the deck. In the next moment, he appeared dozens of feet away on the water, walking upstream on Sui River. A cloud of aura rose around him, making him look like a handsome immortal as he collided head-on with Cang Li, who was charging on his tiger-like beast.
All the aura clouds condensed into a massive dragon shadow, letting out a high-pitched dragon roar as it twisted and rolled through the water.
"Boom!"
The dragon and tiger clashed, their auras surging, as if they were about to cut off the flow of Sui River. The people from Coffin Mountain and the Earth Wolf King Army took the opportunity to leave the warship, silently disappearing into the eternal night.
Yang Qingxi sat beside the magical bone lamp, her bright eyes fixed on the two figures fighting on the river in the distance. Her expression had returned to its initial calm, with no trace of emotion visible. No one knew what she was thinking at that moment.
People and things in this world are full of truths and lies, and since they can't be seen through, it's better to pretend to be seen through. Shi Chuanyu, dragging his injured body, boarded the warship and knelt with a thud at Yang Qingxi's feet, crying out in despair, "Miss, I am incompetent.
I let Young Master Yun be captured by that scoundrel Li. I am willing to accept any punishment." Yang Qingxi took out a Five Seas Pill and dropped it to the ground as if it had slipped from her fingers.
She stood up gracefully, her long gauze skirt trailing behind her, and walked toward the second floor of the ship tower, saying indifferently, "You've reached the Eight Springs Realm, so you're a talent.
But after taking this Five Seas Pill, whether you break through to the Five Seas Realm or not, you must bring Yang Yun and Li Weiyi back to me... dead or alive."
Shi Chuanyu was overjoyed and quickly stuffed the Five Seas Pill into his mouth like a starving wolf, then kowtowed repeatedly, "I swear to kill that scoundrel Li and bring Young Master Yun back." ... Yang Yun woke up to his own screams, realizing that his right arm had been twisted off by Li Weiyi.
Looking around and seeing none of his own people, he knew that he was about to die at the hands of this killer. He was filled with regret and sorrow. As the direct descendant of the Yang Clan, he had reached the Eight Springs Realm at just seventeen and had the potential to break through to the Nine Springs Realm.
Even if he couldn't reach Nine Springs, taking a Five Seas Pill would immediately make him a Five Seas Realm expert. What a glorious future awaited him! He couldn't accept dying here.
"Ah..."
His left arm was also twisted off. After screaming, Yang Yun quickly thought of a plan and said, "Brother Li... listen to me... killing me won't do you any good... as long as you don't kill me, I'll do anything... ah..." His right leg was broken.
Yang Yun was drenched in sweat, trembling all over, and panicking to the extreme. In his confusion, he babbled, "I have money... I'll pay for my life..."
"How much?"
In the darkness, Li Weiyi, who had been silent until now, suddenly asked. Yang Yun's spirits lifted. This tactic actually worked.
He hurriedly said, "A lot... I have a lot of money..."
"Name a number," Li Weiyi said.
Yang Yun said, "One hundred... no, ten million silver coins..." Ten million silver coins were equivalent to one billion copper coins. Li Weiyi didn't believe he could come up with that much money, so he sneered.
Yang Yun, afraid that Li Weiyi wouldn't believe him, quickly added, "I don't have it, but my sister does. Brother Li... believe me, from now on I owe you ten million silver coins. If I can't come up with it, I'll use...
I'll use everything I can as collateral... I, Yang Yun, always keep my word..."
"Good! I'll remember that you owe me ten million silver coins and a carriage," Li Weiyi said.
Just as Yang Yun was feeling pleased that he had fooled Li Weiyi, he let out another scream as his left leg was broken.
"This way, it's much safer. Otherwise, I'd be worried you might break free and escape."
Li Weiyi tied Yang Yun's limbs to a small boat, then took off his blood-stained clothes and threw them on Yang Yun. He then cut open Yang Yun's wrist, letting the blood slowly flow into the river. After doing all this, Li Weiyi pushed the boat out, setting Yang Yun adrift.
The boat quickly drifted downstream with the rapid current.
"If the Yang Clan and Sui Sect find you before your blood runs out, then it means you're not meant to die. I'll definitely come to the Yang Clan to collect my debt."
Li Weiyi completely ignored Yang Yun's muttered curses from the boat and dove into the water, swimming toward the opposite shore of Sui River. With Yang Yun's scent leading the pursuers downstream, Li Weiyi had enough time to escape into the Mang Mountain Range, hoping to heal his injuries before they caught up.
After reaching the opposite shore, Li Weiyi immediately took out a new set of clothes from the Evil Camel Bell and put them on, then rushed into the mountains under the cover of night.
The Mang Mountain Range stretched across the western border of Li Prefecture, connecting the Departing Spirit Fog Domain and the Blood Sea in the south and extending north for a thousand miles into Zhi Prefecture. Legend had it that every peak in this vast and deep mountain range was the tomb of an emperor.
The Cang King's Tomb was one of them. After running all night, Li Weiyi had already entered the depths of the Mang Mountain Range. By the time the sky began to lighten, he could no longer hold on.
His body gave out, and he collapsed onto a thick layer of fallen leaves in a dense forest. Both his severe injuries and his exhaustion had reached their limits. At this moment, he didn't want to think about anything.
He just wanted to sleep, whether he would wake up or not. The sun rose. The first rays of sunlight shone through the forest, dappling his face through the leaves.
In that instant. A beam of light passed through his body and appeared in his mind, illuminating the darkness within. Lying on the ground with his eyes closed, Li Weiyi murmured, "The alternation of day and night, the sudden appearance of spiritual light, the path of the spirit sense has opened.
I never expected that when I tried so hard to cultivate, the spiritual light never appeared. But now, when I least wanted to cultivate, it appeared."
"Perhaps the spirit sense master was right. In the past, when I cultivated, my mind was too cluttered!" ...
Li Weiyi forced his exhausted and pain-ridden body to sit up and began to meditate as the spirit sense master had taught him, absorbing the light released by the sun... let's call it the sun for now! The sunlight wasn't in strands but in particles.
Soon, countless particles of light enveloped his body, entering and exiting his body, making him glow with a radiant aura. Sitting amidst the dead leaves and branches, his vitality seemed incredibly strong, and his wounds visibly healed. The alternation of day and night, the cycle of life and death.
At the same time, the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish hanging around his neck, which he had never known how to activate, began to operate after absorbing those particles of light. The surrounding scenery, including the ground beneath Li Weiyi, underwent a dramatic transformation.
(End of Chapter)