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Faced with Zhang Qianmoâs questions, Li Fan simply smiled and remained silent.
âI never thought that once the worldâs premier sect would now stoop to cooperating with demonic beasts.â
A hint of contempt flashed across Zhang Qianmoâs face: âIt seems that all these years, the efforts of the Xian Dao sect have not been in vain.â
Li Fanâs expression remained unchanged, and he said in a mysterious tone: âBrother Zhang, some things in this world are not as simple as they seem on the surface.â
âWhat if I told you, I have absolutely nothing to do with the Mystic Sky Sect. Would you believe me?â
Zhang Qianmo looked at Li Fan as if he were an idiot, his expression suggesting âdo you really think I would believe that?â, and he snorted without replying.
Li Fan laughed and didnât press further on the issue.
While looking at Zhang Qianmo and flipping through Li Chenâs memories, he discovered some interesting details that he hadnât noticed before.
After considering these for a moment, he attempted to probe: âThe Mystic Sky Sect, thatâs a story from many years ago. Since I joined the Violet Firmament Sect, I have never heard any news about the Mystic Sky Sect over all these years.â
âYouâre just a bit older than me, Brother Zhang, but how is it that you know so many secrets so clearly?â
Zhang Qianmoâs expression slightly changed, but he still didnât answer.
Seeing his theories confirmed, Li Fan pressed further: âEven back then, I felt Master and the other senior disciples were treating you a bit strangely.â
âI had previously thought it was due to your remarkable talents.â
âBut looking at it nowâŠâ
Li Fan chuckled.
Zhang Qianmoâs face gradually darkened.
âOn top of that, even though weâre from the same sect, your techniques and divine abilities outshine mine by a wide margin!â
âEspecially your [Purple Elixirâs Nirvana Technique]âŠâ
At this point, Zhang Qianmoâs face turned pale.
He glared at Li Fan as if trying to remember him forever.
In the very next second, his qi, which was already as weak as a mortalâs, quickly dissipated.
Li Fan was shocked, and hastily moved to check him, but it was too late.
When he reached Zhang Qianmoâs side, Zhang Qianmo had already completely lost his life force.
âFeigning death?â
âNirvana?â
Li Fan didnât lower his guard, and began his inspection.
After a long while, Li Fan stood up, rubbing his chin.
The outcome was somewhat unexpected.
Zhang Qianmo was really dead.
And, unlike before, he did not undergo resurrection from the Purple Elixir after death.
He had completely perished.
If this were the real world, there would probably be an anomaly appearing overhead now.
âA secret technique of self-destruction even with acupoints sealedâŠâ
âKnowledge of ancient secrets and incomparable status within the sectâŠâ
âAlthough only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, he held an ambition against the heavensâŠHis vision was amazingly highâŠâ
Li Fan thought for a moment and praised: âIt seems that Brother Zhang holds another identity.â
âWhat a pityâŠâ
Just to be safe, he didnât remove the Immortal Seal Stone Needle but immediately began searching Zhang Qianmoâs corpse.
Besides a storage ring, there wasnât anything else of value.
He tried to push his spirit consciousness into the ring to see what was inside.
But he was repelled by a flashing purple electric spark.
âSeems like itâs protected by a restriction that I canât break.â After trying more than ten times without success, Li Fan felt a little regretful.
âWell, I canât take it back to the real world anyway.â
Li Fan simply gave up.
âNow that Brother Zhang is out of the way, next up is Manager Song.â
After some thought, Li Fan dug a hole in the secret room and placed Zhang Qianmoâs body into it.
Then he covered it with the Immortal Seal stone tablet.
Afterwards, he headed straight for the Life-Extending Tree of Rebirth at the city center.
As he was about to approach, he released his aura.
âWhich brother comes here?!â A slightly surprised voice came from Song Hesong.
Soon, a figure in a grey Taoist robe appeared in front of Li Fan.
âSo itâs Brother Li in person!â
Li Fan did not exchange pleasantries with him and instead coldly said, âManager Song, youâre managing Ningyuan City quite well!â
Song Hesong was stunned by Li Fanâs aggressive attitude, so much so he thought the secret plan had been exposed.
His reflexes were ready to retaliate.
But he managed to hold back, tentatively asking, âBrother, what do you mean?â
Li Fan snorted, âBrother Zhang and I discovered some forbidden objects in the city. If these things are exposed in our Violet Firmament Sect territory, not only you as a minor manager would be in trouble, but the entire sect might be implicated.â
âForbidden objects?â Song Hesong was a bit bewildered.
Feigning ignorance and fear, Song Hesong asked, âWhat exactly are the objects that have violated such big taboos? Brother Li, please enlighten me!â
Li Fan turned and flew towards Mr. Baiâs courtyard.
âFollow me!â
Song Hesong looked at Li Fanâs receding figure, hesitating for a moment.
With a quick sweep of his spirit consciousness, Chu Liang and the others were still at the planned ambush site, and nothing had gone awry.
Relying on his Golden Core cultivation level, Song Hesong followed without fear.
Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the underground secret chamber.
Li Fanâs surprised voice came from below, âEh? Where is Brother Zhang?â
Song Hesong swept his spirit consciousness around, found no ambush, and followed in.
Upon seeing the broken faceless stone statue standing in the secret chamber, he was slightly taken aback.
Because this statue was completely not within his spirit consciousness sense.
âCould it be that the forbidden object Brother Li mentioned is this statue?â Song Hesong couldnât help but ask.
Li Fan nodded and leaned in, âExactly, it is this [Xuan Tian God Statue]!â
âXuan Tian God StatueâŠâ Manager Songâs brows furrowed slightly, it seemed he had heard this name a long time ago.
After a while, it seemed he remembered something, his body trembled slightly and his pupils shrank.
He abruptly looked back at the faceless stone statue.
Just at this momentâŠ
âPluck!â
A stone needle pierced his Dantian from behind.
With a shocked heart, as he was about to counterattack, the energy within his body stagnated.
What waited for him were the next thirty-five Immortal Seal Stone Needles.
With all his acupoints sealed, Song Hesong fell to the ground.
A wave of regret surged in his mind. However, he tried to hold onto the slightest hope and managed to ask in hardship, âBrother, whatâs your intention? I indeed didnât know about this Xuan Tian God Statue in the city.â
âAlthough I did neglect my duty, the punishment canât be to this extentâŠâ
Li Fanâs words ruthlessly interrupted him, and his heart sank to the bottom.
âWhat if you also colluded with outsiders and planned some sinister act? A Golden Core cultivator posing as an Energy Refining Cultivator is truly an injustice to you!â
Song Hesongâs face turned extremely pale.
He wanted to struggle for the last time, but it was in vain.
Li Fan approached step by step, âLetâs see, what else do you know?â
Seeing that he had caught every subtle change in Song Hesongâs expressions, a somewhat creepy smile appeared on Li Fanâs face.
Song Hesong watched as he slowly took out tools such as hammers, knives, and nails from the wooden box and methodically placed them on the table.
Cold sweat began to drip from his forehead.