Chapter 108: The Sect Leader’s Mystical Art

In the evening, Li Qingqiu returned to Lingxiao Courtyard with Zhao Zhen. Zhao Zhen chattered incessantly beside him; today, Zhao Zhen had successfully taught Li Yang the Divine Dragon Transformation, which made the boy very proud.

However, in Li Qingqiu’s opinion, it wasn’t that Zhao Zhen taught well, but rather that Li Yang’s Comprehension Ability was very high.

Perhaps due to the influence of the Dragon Soul, Li Yang was very suitable for Cultivating the Divine Dragon Transformation.

Zhang Yuchun, however, was waiting in the courtyard. When Zhao Zhen saw him, he immediately walked away, not wanting to disturb their conversation.

“Today, some Disciples were attacked at the foot of the mountain, resulting in five Disciples being injured. Fortunately, the culprit was captured, but on the way up the mountain, he secretly poisoned himself to death, cutting off the leads.”

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Zhang Yuchun said with a frown. Although such situations were unavoidable, each time it happened, it still troubled him deeply.

Li Qingqiu said, “Bring the body in for me to see.”

Zhang Yuchun nodded and immediately left.

Li Qingqiu came to the long table and sat down. He habitually opened the dao lineage panel to check. Now, new Disciples joined every day, and besides checking on new Disciples, he would also see if any Disciple’s avatar had disappeared.

After a while, Zhang Yuchun brought people into the courtyard. Two Spirit Control Hall Disciples carried a stretcher, and the body on it was covered with a white cloth.

Li Qingqiu turned his head and could already see the Soul floating above the body.

After a person dies, their Soul must wait seven days before entering Reincarnation.

After the two Spirit Control Hall Disciples put down the stretcher, Li Qingqiu stood up and walked to the body. He directly cast the Soul Capturing Incantation, and his eyes turned purple.

This startled not only the two Spirit Control Hall Disciples but also Zhang Yuchun.

Li Qingqiu deliberately displayed the Soul Capturing Incantation to them. Previously, he kept the Soul Capturing Incantation a secret because he felt that Qingxiao Sect was not strong enough, and he only knew this one Soul Spell.

Now it was different. Qingxiao Sect was growing stronger, and he had also obtained the Human Ghost God destiny. In his spare time, he had even created his own Soul-type Spells.

He planned to gradually let Qingxiao Sect know a fact and change the mindset of the Disciples.

Qingxiao Sect was not a Martial Forest School, but an Immortal Cultivation School.

He wanted the Disciples to shift from pursuing fame and fortune to pursuing eternal life, so that their Heart-Nature would always be loyal to Qingxiao Sect.

Of course, this process could not be too direct; he had to take it slow, little by little.

He first had to reveal it to Disciples with high loyalty, such as these Spirit Control Hall Disciples, whose loyalty was above 90.

Zhang Yuchun looked at Li Qingqiu’s eyes, his mind in shock. He believed that Li Qingqiu had received a dream from an Immortal, but the change in his eyes was too impactful, making him feel afraid.

This was humanity’s instinctive fear of the unknown.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the two Spirit Control Hall Disciples looked at Li Qingqiu with fervent gazes.

The legend of the Sect Leader receiving a dream from an Immortal had long spread within the School. Many Disciples didn’t believe it, but some did, and the Sect Leader’s power and actions had consistently proven that this legend might be true.

Now, looking at the Sect Leader, they could be certain: this was absolutely not martial arts!

Soon, Li Qingqiu’s eyes returned to normal, the purple glow gone. He spoke, “This person is from Taiwu Sect, and he came for our School’s Hunyuan Scripture.”

Zhang Yuchun’s brows furrowed upon hearing the name Taiwu Sect.

Taiwu Sect, one of the Three Founding Sects, was a truly great School of the realm, far beyond what Guzhou Prefecture’s former Seven Great Schools could compare to.

One Spirit Control Hall Disciple couldn’t help but ask, “Sect Leader, how do you know his origin and purpose? Your eyes just now…”

Li Qingqiu smiled at them and said, “My eyes can see through everything. This is a mystical art. One day, I will pass this mystical art to you, and to other Disciples. But before that, can you keep it a secret for me?”

The two Spirit Control Hall Disciples were very excited and quickly promised not to reveal it.

Zhang Yuchun, meanwhile, was speculating on Li Qingqiu’s intentions. Ever since his Senior Brother took over as Sect Leader, everything he did had a purpose. He had been learning from his Senior Brother, but he could never quite see through him.

“Alright, you can take the body down now and find a place to bury it.”

Li Qingqiu instructed. The two Spirit Control Hall Disciples quickly bowed and then left with the body.

Zhang Yuchun asked, “Senior Brother, are you not going to send someone to destroy Taiwu Sect again?”

Li Qingqiu rolled his eyes at him and said grumpily, “Do you think I, your Senior Brother, am a God of Slaughter? Such things will be unavoidable in the future; there will always be people trying to get their hands on the Hunyuan Scripture. How to prevent the Hunyuan Scripture from leaking is something you need to think about.”

With that, Li Qingqiu returned to the long table and sat down.

Currently, Qingxiao Sect had many troubles, both overt and covert. Various forces were eyeing them. As long as it didn’t endanger Qingxiao Sect, Li Qingqiu was too lazy to manage it and left it to the various Hall Masters to handle, which was also an opportunity to hone their abilities.

Zhang Yuchun looked at Li Qingqiu, a smile appearing on his face. This time, he saw through his Senior Brother’s intentions, feeling both the excitement of being trusted and the anticipation of having a chance to show his abilities.

“Oh, right, the six Disciples who subdued the culprit must be rewarded, but how to reward them is up to you to consider.”

Li Qingqiu suddenly looked up and said, a remark that made Zhang Yuchun frown.

He felt that the matter of rewards was somewhat difficult because one of those six Disciples was Chu Jing… The uprisings across the realm spread like wildfire. With Prince Wei Zhao Qi leading the way, various regions of the Nine Provinces saw commoners continually rising in revolt, and Aristocratic Families seizing power.

In late September, Guzhou Prefecture underwent a drastic change.

Inside the Prefectural Governors Mansion.

Prefect Fan Xi sat in the hall, his face grim, his hand holding the teacup trembling.

Clang—

The sound of the gate being kicked open came from the courtyard, followed by a sudden thunderclap that made Fan Xi shiver. He turned his head and saw black-clad figures with sabers entering the courtyard, quickly arriving in front of the main hall and guarding the doorway.

Fan Xi saw an old man in yellow robes walking in with a majestic stride. Seeing this yellow-robed old man, his brows furrowed, and he gritted his teeth, “Qin Meng, it’s you. You bribed Jiang Yan?”

The yellow-robed old man, called Qin Meng, grinned and said, “Prefect Fan, you are lofty and don’t love money, but there are always people who do. Of course, they are also smarter than you, knowing that troubled times are coming and they need to build up some family assets. As for you, you were parachuted in, lacking foundation, without money or soldiers. Do you sit comfortably in this position?”

Fan Xi took a deep breath and said, “How can you be so sure that troubled times will come? If the Son of Heaven suppresses the rebellions in various regions, your Qin Family will have no chance of rising again.”

Qin Meng raised his hand, and a black-clad man holding a long sword walked in, approaching Fan Xi.

“I’m not sure, but I know opportunities are rare. If you want to climb higher, you need courage. Prefect Fan, it seems you have no last words, so go to hell.”

Qin Meng sneered, his eyes filled with killing intent.

Fan Xi despaired. He knew no martial arts and couldn’t possibly escape from the Prefectural Governors Mansion.

“Oh, right, Hall Master Zhang Yuchun of Qingxiao Sect asked me to tell you that the matter of you hiring someone to assassinate the Sect Master of Qingxiao Sect is now settled today,” Qin Meng said with a half-smile, as if remembering something.

Fan Xi’s eyes widened. Before he could speak, the black-clad man lunged forward.

Pfft!

Blood splattered on the hanging painting on the wall. Outside the door, light and shadow shifted, and thunder rumbled.

Qin Meng didn’t notice that on a distant rooftop, a black-robed man wearing a ghost mask was staring at him.

It was Mysterious Duke.

Under the rolling thunderclouds, Mysterious Duke’s ghost mask reflected a cold light, his gaze utterly indifferent. As Qin Meng was about to turn and leave the room, Mysterious Duke’s figure vanished from the rooftop… Inside Lingxiao Courtyard, Li Qingqiu sat at the long table, pouring tea.

Yuan Qi entered the courtyard with Ma Yu and Jia Yi.

As soon as Jia Yi saw Li Qingqiu, he immediately quickened his pace, knelt before the long table, and cried out, “Sect Leader, you must save me! The Jin Wu Guards are hunting me, and I have nowhere to run; I can only come to you!”

Li Qingqiu’s gaze was not on him, but on Ma Yu.

Ma Yu understood and stepped forward to hand over a letter.

Yuan Qi looked at Jia Yi, feeling that the man looked familiar, but he didn’t linger in the courtyard and quietly left.

Jia Yi did not get up, remaining on his knees, his forehead pressed to the ground.

Li Qingqiu finished reading the letter written by Feng Dai, learning that Feng Dai was not in danger, which made him even more satisfied with Feng Dai.

This person still had some tricks up his sleeve.

The letter also described some situations in Zhengyang Imperial City. After the Son of Heaven regained control of Zhengyang Imperial City, the Jin Wu Guards patrolled every night. He heard that many children of commoners had gone missing, and even unmarried women had disappeared from their boudoirs, causing panic in the Imperial City. He guessed it was related to the Son of Heaven and planned to find a way to become an official in the court.

After Feng Dai took in Jia Yi, he learned that the Jin Wu Guards were pursuing Jia Yi with his portrait, so he had to find every possible way to send Jia Yi out.

After reading the letter, Li Qingqiu waved to Ma Yu, signaling him to sit down and drink tea.

Ma Yu hesitated for a moment, then came to the table and took the teacup.

Li Qingqiu turned to look at the kneeling Jia Yi and asked, “Have you had any children these past years?”

After losing his Heaven Protection Guard status, Jia Yi’s only value was the Immortal Emperor Ancestor destiny.

Jia Yi looked up and said cautiously, “These past years, I’ve been living in fear and haven’t dared to have children.”

“If you don’t marry and have children, how can your Heart-Nature calm down, and how can I trust you?” Li Qingqiu said casually.

Jia Yi quickly said, “I have an arranged marriage back in my hometown. I was just thinking of going back to pick up my parents to prevent them from being found by the Jin Wu Guards. I will definitely get married then and return to Qingxiao Sect with my wife. Please, Sect Leader, grant my wish.”

Ever since he witnessed the cruel methods of the Jin Wu Guards, he was truly terrified. He felt that only Qingxiao Sect was safe in this world, and he had also been cursed by the Sect Master of Qingxiao Sect, requiring him to regularly seek the Sect Master of Qingxiao Sect to alleviate the curse, making it impossible to escape to the ends of the earth.

“Mm, you may go.”

Li Qingqiu responded. As he spoke, he flicked two silver needles into Jia Yi’s forehead. Jia Yi was so frightened he dared not move, then felt a cool Qi surging within him.

Jia Yi thought Li Qingqiu was helping him alleviate the curse, and his heart filled with joy. Only after Li Qingqiu retrieved the needles from a distance did he kneel and thank Li Qingqiu.

“Sect Master Li, please wait for me. In half a year at most, I will return with my family.”

Jia Yi stood up, bowed, and then quickly departed, running even faster than Jia Yi.

Ma Yu watched in confusion, wondering why Li Qingqiu had needled Jia Yi, but Li Qingqiu’s technique of retrieving needles from a distance shocked him, and he greatly wished to learn it.

Li Qingqiu looked at Ma Yu and said, “Feng Dai entrusted me in his letter to look after you. Are you willing to stay in Qingxiao Sect?”

Upon hearing this, Ma Yu’s face changed drastically. He immediately stood up and said, “My lord saved my life; how can I abandon him? Thank you for your kindness, Sect Master Li, but I must take my leave!”

With that, he raised his hand to bow to Li Qingqiu, then quickly left, running even faster than Jia Yi.

Third update~