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Chapter 93: Chapter 92 The Fat and Thin Taoist’s Deduction

Following that, Xiang Shi, whose disciple at the eighth layer of Qi Cultivation had died, could not keep silent. Since he couldn’t win the fight, he took the matter to the Sect Leader.

After listening to both sides of the story, Sect Leader Xuan Zhen Daoist said…

“Blocking the sacrifices, killing an inner sect disciple of the Xuan Stone Sect… these are offenses punishable by death.”

“Yang Shi had already severely injured Ge Junyi and successfully escaped; he could have come to the sect to seek justice. But he turned back and killed Ge Junyi, this clearly shows malice in his heart.”

“If we do not punish this boy, how can our Xuan Stone Sect establish rules for the cultivators of the Danai Dynasty? Can we still secure sacrifices? Do I need to explain how severe the consequences will be without sacrifices?”

“Ziyan, since you plead for him, I’ll spare his life. Imprison him in the Thunder Prison for 100 years and send someone to bring that outer disciple Yang Shi here.”

Murong Ziyan’s eyes turned icy, “There is no holding back in a duel to the death… I do not accept this. Disciples of Thunder Peak will not be imprisoned.”

“You needn’t bother! I’ll capture him personally!” Xiang Shi said, his face burning with anger.

This disciple of his might have the potential to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage and furthermore… the Ge Family’s yearly expressions of filial piety were not insignificant. They could potentially become an aid to the Xiang Family in the future.

This time, having lost face in the Sacrificial Hall, he had to do something.

“If you dare to touch him, I will throw all of your Sacrificial Hall disciples into the Thunder Prison,” said Murong Ziyan, her face as cold as frost.

Xiang Shi felt a sudden jolt of alarm in his heart.

Murong Ziyan was always aloof, not close to anyone. Why would she go so far this time for an outer disciple?

Could it be… this Yang Shi has some significant background?

Qingshi County… I’ve never heard of it.

That’s right, our family seems to have a Spirit Field estate over there.

He pondered carefully, and then suddenly remembered an embarrassing incident from four years ago. At this moment, his expression subtly changed.

“This Yang Shi, isn’t he the one who was entangled by a Demon Device back then? Could it be that Murong Ziyan is worried his identity as a Demon Cultivator will be exposed?”

“Oh~~, that matter has nothing to do with this one,” interrupted Xuan Zhen Daoist as he stroked his beard.

“Ziyan, you are about to go to the Upper Sect soon. Prepare well for it. Do not delay important matters. I will send someone to bring Yang Shi back. There’s no need for further discussion.”

“Let’s disperse.”

After Murong Ziyan returned to Thunder Peak, the voice of the Sect Leader came to her ears.

“Thunder Prison is beneath your Thunder Peak… how long he’s kept there is up to you. Why bother arguing with Elder Xiang? Prepare well; your senior sister is waiting for you in the Upper Sect.”

“I don’t want to leave.”

“It’s not up to us…” said Xuan Zhen Daoist, his aging voice filled with endless helplessness.

After Murong Ziyan left, that cold face, usually as frosty as ice, uncommonly showed a trace of worry.

The reason she had been so aggressively advocating for Yang Shi was because she knew… her own time was running short.

“If I can’t shield you from this calamity, the day I leave will be the day you die.”

“The Sect Leader’s plan is indeed a solution. When the time comes… I’ll have Junior Brother Wu open the Thunder Prison and secretly release Yang Shi.”

“Before I leave, I wonder if I’ll have the chance to see Master come out of seclusion.”

She informed Hu Zi, instructing him to return to the Yang Family and tell Yang Shi to obediently come over; someone would help him escape when the time came.

“Take these three talismans; they will ensure his safety on the way.”

…

Xiang Shi thought a lot after he went back.

“Why are the Sect Leader and Murong Ziyuan covering up the matter of the demon cultivator so much? What secret does this person have on him?”

If before it was about avenging his disciple, now he felt that Yang Shi’s identity and their Xiang Family’s grand affairs seemed to be related.

“Recently, people in the family have said that a demon cultivator is secretly investigating the matter of helpers from Blood Soul Valley, but that person is very good at disguising, and we haven’t been able to catch him… Could it be… it’s him!?”

The layers of doubt made Xiang Shi feel that he must capture Yang Shi.

And that ghost story about the Sect Leader keeping him in the Thunder Prison for 100 years… if he couldn’t understand it, he would have lived these 200 plus years for nothing.

“Hmph, then I will have someone capture him in advance.”

He took out a black crow from his bosom, wrote some information on it, and let it fly toward the distance.

“Having barely managed to defeat Ge Junyi after a fierce battle and severe injuries with the help of a special magic artifact, those two Qi Cultivation ninth layer… you won’t be able to escape, even if you grow wings.”

…

The plump and thin Daoists took the information from the black crow.

Plump: “Yang Shi from Qingshi County? The innate master who killed a Qi Cultivation eighth layer cultivator?”

Thin: “Sounds somewhat peculiar.”

Plump: “That vitality… must be quite sweet, eh~ hehehe~”

Thin: “The fist must be very hard.”

As they discussed, they toyed with a female cultivator encapsulated in the Soul Summoning Banner, wrapped with Thunder Seals. She was wearing the Xuan Stone Sect Daoist robe, her face filled with unwillingness, but she still maintained the integrity of her body for now.

Any souls or Demonic Qi that touched the Thunder Seal would be shattered by the formidable power of thunder and lightning.

“Murong Ziyuan is truly a disgusting ghost! Anything related to her never ends well. How could there be such an anomaly as the Thunder Spirit Root!”

“We’ve got news from the Xiang Family, Murong Ziyuan is about to go to the Upper Sect soon, and after she leaves… there will be no more Thunder Techniques in the Danai Dynasty.”

“Hehehe~ Just as we’re refining this girl, we snatch Murong Ziyuan’s disciple and use Yang Shi’s death as our demon cultivator’s finest parting gift for her, hehehe~”

“Don’t kill him directly, the Xiang Family is still useful, wait till they are used up before we kill them…”

…

“We can’t go!”

Yang Genshuo, hearing the news brought by Hu Zi, outright refused this risky idea.

“Others are knives and I’m the fish on the chopping block, how can I, the Family Head of the Yang Family, simply hand over my fate to someone else? Not even Murong Ziyuan can!”

Yang Genshuo scoffed, “Worst case, we never go to the Xuan Stone Sect again. The world is big, it’s not like you’re the only sect in it!”

Grain Avoidance Cake could sell well in the Xuan Stone Sect, but that didn’t mean other sects wouldn’t want it.

Most importantly, the Yang Family now had more important things to do than earn Spirit Stones.

Improve talent!

Yang Shi absorbed five Qi Refinement stage demon beasts, and he managed to defeat Ge Junyi in the Qi Cultivation eighth layer. If he took in another five, wouldn’t he be able to trounce those at the Great Perfection of Qi Cultivation, the fake pill realm of Half-step Golden Core?

[Manifestation]

“The Yang Family will never live on the charity of others, we will stand and live on our own!”

“Starting today, abandon all assets outside of the Devil Wind Forest!”

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“When the time is right, we will take back everything that belongs to us!”

In the Devil Wind Forest, there are Spirit Fields, Spirit Trees, demon beasts, and even Innate Spiritual Energy!

If he could leverage the power of the Cat Demon, the Yang Family could obtain even more resources from the Devil Wind Forest.

The turtle-shrinking strategy, activate!

Yang Shi completely vanished.

The people of Qingshi County had no idea where he had gone, nor did his master’s family.

The cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Stage sent by the Sect Leader of Xuan Stone Sect couldn’t find him, neither could another disciple sent by Murong Ziyuan, and even the corpulent and lean demon cultivators came without discovering any trace of Yang Shi…

But the corpulent and lean demon cultivators discovered something else.

Boom!

Boom!

The two broke through the array still hanging over the Xiang Mansion’s residence and saw five Loose Cultivators with faces full of joy.

“Thank the heavens! Finally, some fellow Daoists have rescued us!”

“Thank you both, fellow Daoists. We were coerced by a demon cultivator who made us cultivate this Spirit Field here for four years!”

“We must report him to the Xuan Stone Sect, this evil demon cultivator, everyone must strike at him!”

A Soul Summoning Banner rose behind the corpulent Daoist, as the ghosts paraded in the night.

“Oh?”

Five Loose Cultivators: “…”

The five Loose Cultivators who disliked farming, deceased.

The corpulent and lean Daoists also got the information they wanted.

“A Gold Element Sword Saint… and a chaotic demon cultivator as well.”

“Do you think it’s possible for a Gold Element Sword Saint, who has the power to slay a Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer Innate Master, and the same Sword Saint who killed my Blood Soul Valley’s cultivators, to appear in the same place at the same time?”

“Unless they are the same person.”

“Do you remember the scene before Xiang Pichi’s death eight years ago? A bolt of Thunder Technique… and this Innate Master happens to be Murong Ziyuan’s man.”

“Then the three of them are the same person.”

“I think I know where this person is hiding.”

“Hidden where? Why can’t we find him…”

Late at night, Yang Shi was riding a Shadow Bat deep in the Devil Wind Forest, unable to find the Cat Demon Hu Yue no matter how hard he looked.

“Hey, hey! You can’t be that petty, right? Hiding again? I didn’t reject you, you know, you can keep trying…”

“No way, how can you move me without offering more gifts? You want to play that directly?”

Listening to Yang Shi’s endless mumbling, Yang Genshuo had a face full of dark lines.

“Who taught you this godforsaken behavior!”

Receiving gifts ≠ agreement.

Yang Genshuo’s intended thunderous punch, solidified.

“Is this the daily life of a ‘Fun-seeker’?”

A week ago, the Cat Demon brought a Demon Beast, and Yang Shi, not wanting to entertain the Cat Demon, played hard to get. A week passed, and the Cat Demon never showed up again.

And the Yang Family couldn’t go out anymore, for they urgently needed the help of the Cat Demon now, as Yang Shi needed to exploit some resources deep within the Devil Wind Forest.

After searching for a while and failing to find the Cat Demon, Yang Shi left a message on the tree where he first encountered the Cat Demon.

“The most interesting human kindly requests the company of Cat Daoist for a chat.”

Returning home, Yang Shi saw Liu Wuheng sitting on the treehouse above the majestic tree and climbed up, his face slightly embarrassed.

“This place is wonderful… It’s away from the noise below and allows one to gaze upon the endless starry sky, a perfect spot for comprehending the Dao,” said Liu Wuheng at a forty-five-degree angle to the sky.

“Uhh… I often ponder the meaning of life here.”

“I have contemplated the Dao for many years, but never managed to realize my own… To see you grow to this extent, my disciple, brings me great pleasure,” Liu Wuheng expressed.

“It’s all thanks to Master’s great teaching. Why don’t we go down and practice swordsmanship?” Yang Shi felt this private spot wasn’t quite suitable for discussing Martial Arts.

Liu Wuheng gave him a glance.

“Every day I beat you for your own good, don’t resent your master…”

“Master, it’s time I reciprocated your kindness, I’ve been waiting for this day for so long!”

“…” Liu Wuheng turned his head without a trace of expression and deflected, “I’ll be leaving. From today onwards, I’ll pursue my own Sword Dao.”

“Ah? What about Junior Sister Zihan?”

“Have I ever asked you for any favors during all these years of teachings?”

“Aren’t the Spirit Rice and Spirit Fruits that you and Junior Sister eat every year gifts from me?”

“…Haha, that’s true,” Liu Wuheng awkwardly stroked his beard: “Cough cough, let’s not talk about that, I have a favor to ask before I leave.”

“I’m leaving Zihan in your care… I can’t take her with me on my quest for the Sword Dao.”

“Has Master made up his mind?”

“Hmm, the disciple has surpassed the master, I have nothing else to teach you.”

Seeing Liu Wuheng’s earnest expression, Yang Shi had no reason to refuse his master’s pursuit of his own Sword Dao.

“Alright, as long as the Yang Family remains, we will ensure Junior Sister Zihan’s safety.”

The master and disciple exchanged a smile.

Boom!

The wooden house collapsed!

The Thousand Wood Formation of the Yang Family was triggered, sending out violent vibrations!

Yang Shi fell to the ground and looked towards the two figures outside—one corpulent and one lean.

“The corpulent and lean Daoists!”

“Xiaobai, Fuer, enemy attack! Take control of the Array!”

The corpulent and lean Daoists, observing the lifting Array, clicked their tongues in admiration.

“True to that woman’s subordinate, two sets of Second Grade arrays… Indeed, it will take some effort from you and me, brother.”

“But we get to absorb six powerful souls.”

The sudden attack of the corpulent and lean Daoists caused Yang Shi to furrow his brow. These two… would be difficult to deal with.

Deep in the Devil Wind Forest.

The Cat Demon Hu Yue had just captured a high-grade Demon Beast and then saw Yang Shi’s message.

Her face lit up with joy.

“The human is coming to look for me to play!”

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