Ling Li stiffened for a moment and then relaxed. He said calmly, “Did that remaining evil show up?”
The Great Lord of Shengtian Palace shook his head slightly, “It was rumored that Ghost Region was froze by ice, and Lihen Tablet shook as well. A big event must happen. You go to investigate. Do not reveal your identity as the guard of the tablet, unless the remaining evil appears.”
After saying that, he waved his wide sleeve and a sword light flashed. Then a strange dark red spiritual sword stuck into the floor in front of Ling Li. A crimson pneuma was steaming on the sword as if a harsh ghost would devour people. Ling Li’s robe color looked surprisingly harmonious with the dark red on the sword.
It was an evil sword!
Ling Li’s expression was cold as he puckered his lips. He stopped for a moment after stretching his hand and grabbed the sword hilt at last.
Instantly, countless blood lines came to life from the sword hilt and scrambled into his palm. This familiar and agonizing pain did not deserve to make him frown.
After the whole sword was turned into blood lines and entered his body, Ling Li looked up at the Great Lord of the Shengtian Palace on the high platform and then left silently. His pneuma disappeared in the small mysterious realm of Shengtian Shrine quickly.
The palace, a symbol of the pinnacle of the power in the cultivation circle, regained its silence once again.
“Uncle Fang, are we really going to the Ghost Region? That place sounds creepy.”
In the facility of a certain intelligence organization, Su Buwang glanced at the administrator who just left. Then he came close to the bearded and calm-looking youth and muttered, “Didn’t you say you would help me find my mother? Although my mother is a member of Shengtian Shrine, how could she, a maid, possibly be interested in events like the frozen Ghost Region?”
“A maid?”
Fang Yuan paused putting away a jade slip in his hand and looked surprised, “Your mother is a maid of Shengtian Shrine?”
“Isn’t she?”
Su Buwang blinked his eyes with confusion.
Fang Yuan frowned and didn’t answer the question.
Su Buwang must be her son because there couldn’t be a second person who had a son at this age in Shengtian Shrine.
He did not deliberately tested Su Buwang during this period. This kid didn’t know much about his mother, even if he survived in Shengtian Shrine. Moreover, what he heard was half-truth, such as what he said just now.
“Uncle Fang, are you…”
Su Buwang looked serious. Fang Yuan couldn’t help but be nervous. Was his intention so obvious?
“Are you going to the Ghost Region for a personal matter?”
Su Buwang’s eyes were glowing. He revealed a kind and considerate smile, “Uncle Fang, you can tell me your intention directly. There is no need to beat around the bush. I care about something in my heart, so do you. Uncle Fang, you are not born from a crack in a stone. Wherever you go, I will follow you!”
Fang Yuan blinked as he saw Su Buwang’s mischievous look but sighed with relief secretly. And he did not explain anything to the kid.
“In that case, let’s get moving.”
Fang Yuan strode out of the attic. Su Buwang followed him quickly after he glimpsed at the plaque hanging on the attic, “Tianyake Attic”.
At the same time, Han Sect, a holy sect in the Ghost Region had spread the jade slips of asking for help to the major regions in Qingshui Circle through Tianyake Attic.
“An ice demon has been doing evil in the Ghost Region. It has no shape and trace. It is highly likely to be a naturally born mighty demon! Only practitioners of or above Huashen Realm can resist the extreme cold. Our sect invites everyone in Huashen Realm to help the people in the Ghost Region out of the abyss of misery!”
Several days after the news spread out, the Teleporting Matrix of every region was overcrowded. Even old monsters of Huashen Realm, who had been hiding all the years, appeared in the crowd. They greatly widened many casual practitioners’ horizon.
“I’ve never expected that there are so many warm-hearted people in the cultivation circle!”
Looking at the unprecedentedly grand occasion, some people couldn’t help but sigh. However, they were ridiculed immediately by others.
“Warm-hearted? How naive you are! No one will willingly risk his life if he is not for that ice demon.”
“Ice demon is just a demon. What’s good in it?”
“How should I know? I only know that this kind of demonic spirit that born naturally is of significant use to those with high cultivation!”
Ling Li dressed in a robe of casual practitioners, and his face covered by a jade mask. He mingled in the crowd in the Teleporting Matrix and was looking around at the surrounding practitioners. When he saw the team of the Shengtian Shrine, he withdrew his gaze instantly.
In the next instant, the spiritual power of the Teleporting Matrix was fully charged, and everyone disappeared.
In the small mysterious realm of Han Sect in Ghost Region, it was warm as spring.
As the light of the Teleporting Matrix flashed, groups of practitioners of prominent level in cultivation arrived.
“Uncle Fang, are we in Han Sect now?”
Su Buwang curiously measured the landscape in the small mysterious realm. He transmitted his voice lowly, “It’s warm all the year round in this place, not cold at all. Why did they take the word ‘Han’ in the meaning of cold for the name? And the atmosphere in this sect is much milder than that in Shengtian Shrine. I can’t smell blood here.”
Fang Yuan did not respond. He narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his sight on a mountain peak opposite the Teleporting Matrix. There were many familiar disciples of holy sects.
“All of the top-four holy sects have sent disciples, and they are being received by Han Sect.”
Someone around whispered and not a few people looked at the opposite mountain peak, “Yin Xuetong from Huangxing Hall, Qu Qingning from Ankui Valley, Fang Mu from Tianhe Sect… The one from Shengtian Shrine is not that one! Is the rumor true?”
“What rumor?”
“Hehe, that one has made too many enemies. I heard of that he killed many talents from Ankui Valley. If he shows up openly, the Grand Elder of Ankui Valley will likely take action to kill him!”
“I also heard of that many from Ankui Valley were killed. However, it was identified as an act of the Evil Circle, wasn’t it? Why does the Lord of Evil have anything to do with this?”
“I’m not from the holy sects, so how should I know?”
“Fang Yuan is the young lord of the Tianhe Sect, isn’t it? Why does his sibling Fang Mu lead the team?”
“I heard of that Fang Yuan left his sect for a travel some years ago and didn’t send any messages back. No one knows his whereabouts.”
“Tsk, it’s said that the Lord of Evil and Fang Yuan…”
“Shut up!”
A stern shout sounded from the crowd. The casual practitioners consciously gave a way. Then, a group of disciples dressed in the uniform of Shengtian Shrine came aggressively. They were led by a delicate-looking female practitioner. She was in red and looked angry.
“How dare you offend Shengtian Shrine? I will tear your mouth apart!”
Seeing that, the practitioner’s face turned pale because of fear. Next moment, he even knelt down, “I am terribly sorry for having talked too much. Please show mercy, my Lady!”
But the woman was not moved. She really sent someone to tear that practitioner’s mouth apart. His head was almost torn in two from his mouth. It seemed that he must die.
Mournful screams echoed among the mountains. Blood spilled and most of the crowd near the Teleporting Matrix left this place instantly. They didn’t dare to stay for fear that they would suffer from the anger of the disciples from Shengtian Shrine.
Su Buwang was furious and was about to go forward, but he was firmly pulled by Fang Yuan.
“It’s not the right place to make trouble. If we both are exposed, we will hardly escape.”
The cold voice came to Su Buwang’s mind, and he instantly woke up with a jolt. He began to fear at this time and let Fang Yuan pull him away.
In a panic, he didn’t notice a gaze in the crow of casual practitioners observing him through a mask.
Ling Li suppressed his expression under the mask. His gaze became warm for a moment when he saw Su Buwang was accompanied by Fang Yuan and their relationship seemed to be harmonious. After that, he was expressionless again and fell silent.
After being brought into a guest room by Fang Yuan, Su Buwang seemed to lose himself. He muttered, “That’s Sister Zhuquan. I still remember she was kind to me when I was a child. But I’ve never thought she could be so ruthless and take people’s lives just due to one word.”
Fang Yuan looked at Su Buwang amusingly. The deeds Su Li had done in the Reincarnation Mirror were much more ruthless and deceitful. What Zhuquan from Shengtian Shrine did was nothing compared with what Su Li did.
Ling Li, who was the Hierarch of the Yinmo Cult at that time, was also fooled by her.
But Su Li’s ruthlessness was not aggressive or cruel. On the contrary, all her word and deed had a profound meaning. Ling Li, who was the Hierarch of the Yinmo Cult at that time, was also fooled by her.
This was the reason why Fang Yuan had been deeply infatuated with her. Even after she married Ling Li, Fang Yuan was unwilling to give up and leave her. Instead, he wished to be her side and to protect her.
After the Bloody Accident of Holy Spirit, Su Li’s soul scattered, and he went back to Tianhe Sect in Qingshui Circle. But everything he saw became gray and meaningless.
He left the sect and tried to find a way to resurrect Su Li. But he didn’t expect that he would meet Su Buwang coincidentally.
When Fang Yuan thought of this, his gaze towards Su Buwang became gentler.
“Once again?”
Su Buwang got nervous because of Fang Yuan’s gentle gaze and moved away from him quietly.
Although this senior had not only protected him and instructed him in practicing, but also didn’t overstep and just acted like a close elder, Su Buwang still felt uncomfortable, and even doubtful.
Were practitioners outside all so kind and amiable?
This was his first thought. On his journey with Fang Yuan, however, no one was so sincere to an unfamiliar junior but full of caution and deceit.
“Perhaps nature has mercy on me and compensates me for what I suffered in Shengtian Shrine. It is not bad if I can always follow Uncle Fang.”
As Su Buwang was thinking of this, he suddenly sensed a shake outside. A faint coldness spread from the nothingness but was stopped by Fang Yuan with a pinch.
At the same time, a thick and aged voice resounded in Han Sect.
“Every fellow practitioner, the passage to the outside has been opened. The coldness can only be tolerated by practitioners above Huashen Realm…”
Before his voice had died away, Su Buwang, who had pushed open the window, saw a large number of people swarming into a huge portal floating in the nothingness. Wisps of terrifying coldness spread out from the portal.
Su Buwang even had an illusion that he would be frozen instantly.
“Uncle Fang, I’d like to stay in Han Sect. In this way, you will not be slowed down by me and take actions whenever you want.”
Su Buwang embarrassedly turned back to Fang Yuan with a pale face. But when he saw Fang Yuan was twisting his fingers with an unprecedented serious expression, he also became serious.
“Uncle Fang, What’s wrong?”
“You are right.”
Fang Yuan suddenly stood up. He waved his hand to cast a sword seal, and put it into Su Buwang’s glabella, “Well, stay in Han Sect and practice until I come back.”
Su Buwang felt a coldness in his glabella. But after he heard Fang Yuan’s words, he didn’t care what Fang Yuan had put into his glabella. He just hurried to say, “Uncle Fang, I was kidding. I’ll go with you!”
“Don’t worry. With such a mighty demon appearing outside, Shengtian Shrine would not have time to come after you. As long as you do not make troubles in Han Sect, no one will harm you.”
Fang Yuan comforted him in a warm voice but looked serious. He stared at the passage and said, “The situation is much more complicated than I thought. If the coldness gets to you, you will instantly be frozen into an ice sculpture. Even I cannot save you. If it really happens, how can you find your mother?”
Su Buwang finally understood the danger of that “ice demon” after hearing Fang Yuan’s explanation. He shrunk his neck, and said embarrassedly, “Uncle Fang, please come back early and do not offend those bastards of holy sects.”
Fang Yuan could not help laughing. Su Buwang had too much prejudice against holy sects. But once thinking that this child had grown up in Shengtian Shrine, Fang Yuan could understand.