Free Web NovelName: Yin Huacheng
Age: 38
Root Bone: Hundred Beast Blood Tempering Body (Incomplete)
Realm: Guan Shen Five Apertures
Destiny: Blue-Grey
Evaluation: The welcoming envoy of the Hundred Beast Hall, a branch of the Demon Summoning Sect. The Hundred Beast Blood Tempering is neither righteous nor evil; it can be used for good or ill. This person has let bestiality enter his body, focusing on strengthening the body without cultivating the spirit, thus going down a crooked path and creating countless killings.
Recent Encounters: Coveting the host’s Legacy, he wishes to kill him quickly. He intends to enter the Blood Phoenix Secret Realm to assist Han Zhen, hoping the latter will help him cleanse his body.
He didn't know until he looked.
Once Li Mo saw it, he nearly rang the bell.
The Demon Summoning Sect again?
Suddenly, he thought of many things.
He thought of the anomaly on Wang Hu, and the black-clad man at Wangyue Cliff.
He also thought of the monster beneath Divine Peak Cave.
Was it all him?
And Han Zhen... wasn't that the person the Ice Cube told him to watch out for?
If the son is like this, then the father...
Name: Yin Hua Xuan
Age: 70
Root Bone: Hundred Beast Blood Tempering Body
Realm: Inner World Eight Heavens
Destiny: Blue with Purple
Evaluation: Protector of the Hundred Beast Hall of the Demon Summoning Sect. He is about to condense the God of Hundred Beasts to transform into a Flood Dragon’s body. He has been lurking in the Qingyuan Sect for over fifty years, possessing extreme cunning and a steady temperament.
Recent Encounters: Intends to fulfill the Demon Summoning Sect's scheme as an Elder of the Qingyuan Sect.
Xiao Li leaned back slightly.
Oh my goodness.
This wasn't even betrayal; he was a member of the Demon Summoning Sect from the very beginning.
Over fifty years.
Chen Yongren would have to serve him tea.
Watching the other party return to the carriage, Xiao Li opened his mouth.
“Ahem, Yin Huacheng’s personality is a bit extreme, but Elder Yin Hua is still a good person.”
Seeing Li Mo constantly looking at the father and son, Qian Bufan spoke from the side.
Xue Jing also said softly:
“His Zhenshou Peak has provided many Materials for the Sect.”
Li Mo: “....”
He looked around and lightly coughed.
“Both Elders, please get in the carriage to talk.”
Yin Huacheng was easy to deal with.
But Yin Hua Xuan had been able to remain safe in the Qingyuan Sect for over fifty years, so it was hard to say he had no hidden tricks.
An Inner World Eight Heavens expert was not something he could handle at the moment.
It was safest to let trustworthy Elders know first.
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Qian Bufan and Xue Jing got into the carriage.
Under other circumstances, just opening their mouths and saying they had something to discuss with the Elders would certainly not receive this kind of treatment.
“Both Elders, what I am about to say, even if you are surprised, please do not speak loudly.”
Li Mo surveyed the Sect Master’s carriage; its special material prevented eavesdropping, and only then did he speak.
“What new trick are you up to, kid?”
Xue Jing was puzzled.
The convoy hadn't even left the Qingyuan Sect yet; what matter within the Sect required such caution?
However, Li Mo’s next words made his puzzled expression freeze.
“Yin Huacheng also has the aura of the Demon Summoning Sect on him.”
The carriage immediately fell silent.
They hadn't expected Li Mo’s first words to be so earth-shattering.
Ying Bing’s eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her gaze as if in thought.
Xue Jing and Qian Bufan’s expressions immediately became serious.
“This is no laughing matter.”
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If Yin Huacheng had a problem, what about Yin Hua Xuan?
This was not just about a True Disciple, but concerned a Peak Master Elder.
“Xiao Mo, are you sure?”
Xue Jing believed that as a dignified Inner Scenery expert, his perception was much stronger than someone in the Inner Breath Realm.
But what made him uncertain was that Li Mo had a precedent; during the Sect trial, he had exposed Wang Hu.
“I have a method that might be able to prove it.”
“But if this matter is true....”
Li Mo said, looking at the two Elders with an inquiring gaze.
“First, tell us your method.”
“If it is truly feasible, you don’t need to worry about the rest.”
Qian Bufan said indifferently, with his hands behind his back.
Li Mo: “!”
He's so cool.
Is Old Qian really a master?
.....
“Once you enter the Secret Realm, let's see if the Qingyuan Sect can still make you dance.”
Yin Huacheng’s pupils changed several times, sometimes like a snake, sometimes like an eagle, and sometimes like a bird.
“Come in.”
From the carriage, which was like a small traveling palace pulled by six exotic beasts, came Yin Hua Xuan’s voice.
He quickly restrained his killing intent and boarded the carriage.
Inside the carriage was even more luxurious, with an incense burner diffusing a scent that calmed the mind. There were bookshelves and various paintings of Dragons soaring through clouds or diving into abysses.
The clean-shaven Yin Hua Xuan was painting with an expressionless face.
The carriage slowly began to move.
Yin Hua Xuan continued to paint diligently, and Yin Huacheng dared not speak first.
After about half an hour, he slowly lifted his brush.
A brand new Flood Dragon painting appeared vividly on the paper, but like the others in the carriage, its eyes were not dotted.
“Father’s painting skills have become even more exquisite. I’m afraid even Ruyi Peak cannot find a better painter than you.”
Yin Huacheng said softly.
“Do you know why I have painted Flood Dragons for twenty years?”
Yin Hua Xuan asked.
But without waiting for Yin Huacheng to answer, he spoke again:
“Hundred Beast Blood Tempering is merely a superior martial art. One only needs to fuse a hundred forms to be considered successful.”
“Father, I know....”
“You know nothing.”
Yin Hua Xuan’s expression grew even colder:
“Fusing a hundred beast forms is to transform into a Flood Dragon; transforming into a Flood Dragon is to observe a Dragon, to transform into the divine form of a True Dragon.”
“Look at your beastly appearance, are you worthy?”
Yin Huacheng’s face turned pale and then red from the scolding.
“When we reach Qinghe County, I will ask Han Shi to cleanse your body for you.”
“You cannot touch Ying Bing; this girl has been personally named by Han Shi.”
“Get out.”
“Yes.”
Yin Huacheng left with a pale face.
With the breeze on his face, he rode on horseback, various thoughts churning in his mind.
Can't touch Ying Bing?
But, Father didn't say he couldn't touch Li Mo....
He had once posted a bounty at the Rain Listening Pavilion, but Xiao Mituo hadn't even had time to claim it before being killed by Ying Bing, causing him to lose his deposit for nothing.
When they reached Qinghe County, where all sorts of people mingled, wouldn't it seem quite reasonable if Li Mo died at the hands of an assassin?
......
These past few days, Xiao Li had been immersed in tedious cultivation, occasionally having tea, practicing swordplay, and eating hotpot with the Ice Cube.
During this process, he also gained a better understanding of Ying Bing’s dual Inner Breath.
The Ice Cube’s Physique could have dual Inner Breath and condense dual Mystic Cores.
What about himself?
Li Mo currently still only had a preliminary understanding of his own Physique.
If the Mystic Core was condensed well, the gap in the future Guan Shen Realm would be even more apparent.
So during this time, he would also flip through other Mind-Cultivation Techniques in his spare time.
The Qingyuan Sect’s convoy traveled unimpeded, with the horses pulling the carriages being at least BMW.
Thus, after several days, they had already reached Dongli Manor, a hundred li outside Qinghe County.
This place belonged to the Burning Jade Forest, as they were half-hosts after all.
Although the Burning Jade Forest was not the leader in Ziyang Prefecture, its Forest Master held a prominent status, so many people from various factions came to settle here.
.......
Pitter-patter—
The light rain of June fell among the pavilions and towers of Dongli Manor, making them indistinct in the misty rain.
The Burning Jade Forest claimed to welcome heroes from all over the Jianghu to gather.
But in reality, Jianghu wanderers without background or skill couldn't even enter.
However, this didn't stop them from gathering information and joining the fun nearby.
“Is that the current Chief of Burning Jade Valley? Why does he always like to look at people through his nostrils?”
“Is there a possibility he got a stiff neck from sleeping last night?”
“Don’t talk nonsense, he seems to have broken through to the Guan Shen Realm recently. How could a Guan Shen Realm expert get a stiff neck?”
As the Jianghu wanderers whispered to each other.
A team of carriages and horses approached from the main road.
They cast their gaze.
“The Qingyuan Sect’s people are here.”
