Chapter 80

Guyen, such a pure person, couldn't help but look at Li Huo Laozu's room and Xiefengzi, who was still facing the wall, thinking, when it comes to fire, who could be more skilled than the Li Huo Sect?

The four of them chatted for a while, then each returned to their rooms. About an incense stick later, a sword light darted past. Lin Fan was eating a midnight snack outside, observing Xiefengzi. He looked up and saw the sword light fly by, revealing a large bird. Lin Fan knew that this was a manifestation of the treasure sword's characteristics when the true qi was pushed to its limit during the unification of the sword and the person, indicating that this person was in a great hurry.

After a while, more than twenty people from the Ziyang Sect, including the sect leader, the protector, the inspector, and the elite disciples, rushed westward. Lin Fan stood on tiptoe and looked westward, wondering if there was a fire there too?

From thirty feet away, Xiefengzi said, "You really like to meddle in other people's affairs."

Am I not capable? Lin Fan used a spell to send a message to Xiefengzi's position: "Mind your own business."

"Can't you stop staring at me?" Xiefengzi asked, quite annoyed.

"How would you know I'm staring at you if you don't look at me?"

"I naturally know."

Lin Fan said, "If you keep dilly-dallying, I'll sit here and watch you for the next three days."

"..." Xiefengzi cursed in his heart.

"Xiaoxiezi, where's your master?"

Xiefengzi replied, "I told you, you meddle too much."

"I'm just curious," Lin Fan asked, "What's your plan for joining the Zixiao Hall?"

"..." Xiefengzi remained silent.

"Then there is one?" Lin Fan said.

"Humph!" Xiefengzi ignored Lin Fan.

Lin Fan asked, "Taking a bath?"

"..." Xiefengzi gritted his teeth, deeply regretting his own talkativeness. After saying one sentence, this guy wouldn't stop.

At this moment, Zhang Tongyuan arrived with six disciples, landing in mid-air and asking, "Xiefengzi, where's Li Huo Laozu?"

Xiefengzi replied, "I don't know."

"Hmph!" Zhang Tongyuan rudely broke the door with a sword, finding the room empty. Zhang Tongyuan shouted, "He's gone."

"Yes." A disciple with two auspicious clouds threw out a chain. This chain was called the Immortal Binding Chain, a standardized magical treasure that could be refined by both righteous and evil people. The Immortal Binding Chain was used to bind cultivators, preventing them from using their true qi, making them as helpless as ordinary people. However, if the target was not unconscious or still had true qi flowing, the Immortal Binding Chain could not bind them tightly. It was generally used to capture traitors, binding them after defeating them.

The Immortal Binding Chain was like a touchstone, testing whether Xiefengzi would resist. Zhang Tongyuan and the other disciples were on guard. If Xiefengzi refused to cooperate, they would have to gang up on him, knocking him unconscious before capturing him. Unexpectedly, Xiefengzi did not resist, allowing the Immortal Binding Chain to bind him.

"You have courage," Zhang Tongyuan praised. "Take him to Yushan."

"Yes!" The disciple who used the Immortal Binding Chain pulled the chain, and Xiefengzi followed. This was another advantage of the Immortal Binding Chain; carrying someone was as easy as carrying a feather, unlike the usual burden of carrying a person like Mount Tai.

Seeing Zhang Tongyuan about to leave, Lin Fan hurriedly said, "Zhang Tongyuan, come down and have a midnight snack."

Zhang Tongyuan looked around, seemingly hesitant, but finally landed, walked to Lin Fan, picked up the wine gourd in front of Lin Fan, and drank deeply, then took a deep breath. Lin Fan asked, "Was the Library Hall burned down?"

Zhang Tongyuan shook his head, seeing that everyone on Yingke Mountain had been awakened by the commotion and gathered together. Since they would eventually find out, it was better to tell them now to avoid the impression of being impolite to the guests. Zhang Tongyuan said, "Luli Zhenren just ascended."

"Ah?" The nearby people were shocked.

Lin Fan didn't understand: "Who is Luli Zhenren?"

Bai Mu, who was next to Lin Fan, introduced, "The beloved wife of Ziyun Zhenren, and the beloved daughter of the former Zixiao Hall leader."

Lin Fan was greatly surprised: "Ziyun Zhenren's wife was killed?"

Zhang Tongyuan narrowed his eyes: "How do you know she was killed? I only said she ascended."

Lin Fan sneered: "Nonsense, your sect leader is so young, he wouldn't marry an old woman, right? If she wasn't killed, was she at the end of her life?"

Fair enough, Zhang Tongyuan said, "While the sect leader was fighting the fire, he noticed something strange about his magical treasure. He quickly ordered us to rush to his residence, Xiaoyun Peak. When I got there, Luli Zhenren had already ascended. Luli Zhenren was ambushed from both front and back. The mountain is now sealed, please remain calm."

Bai Mu whispered, "Luli Zhenren's talent was average, although she was the beloved daughter of the former sect leader, her cultivation was not high." Ziyun Zhenren's cultivation was quite strong. Perhaps out of love or a deal, after marrying the former sect leader's daughter, Ziyun Zhenren became the leader of the Ziyang Sect and then the leader of the Zixiao Hall.

...

The commotion lasted all night. The next day, a patrol officer from the demon sect Xunlong Palace, who was staying on Yingke Mountain, mentioned what he knew during a casual chat. According to the scene, Luli Zhenren was talking to someone she knew. When she turned around, she was ambushed by a palm thunder formed by true qi. Palm thunder is a low-level spell, but from the state of Luli Zhenren's body, the person who used the palm thunder had very high cultivation. The palm thunder penetrated her protective true qi, breaking into her golden core and severely injuring her. Luli Zhenren tried to activate her magical treasure to defend herself, but a sword came from the west, cutting off her head, which had no defensive ability.

This was a great humiliation. The spouse of the sect leader and the beloved daughter of the former sect leader being slaughtered in their own sect was not only a disgrace to Ziyun Zhenren but also a source of anger for all the sect disciples. Whether they were one auspicious cloud or two auspicious clouds, although there were ranks within the sect, as the first righteous sect, they had a sense of pride. This incident trampled on their self-respect.

In the morning, the law enforcement elder of the Zixiao Hall and more than ten disciples with three auspicious clouds arrived at Yingke Mountain, politely asking the guests about their whereabouts the previous night. In their view, it could be an insider or someone from another sect who attended the alliance meeting. The demon sect, Leishan, Yunqing Sect, and others explained their whereabouts, and some disciples saw them, quickly ruling them out as suspects. After a thorough investigation, it was found that only Li Huo Laozu was missing.

The host was indignant, while the guests were outsiders, all confused. Was it really Li Huo Laozu? Li Huo Laozu submitted to others, disbanded the Li Huo Sect, just to kill Ziyun Zhenren's wife? Regardless of what others thought, Lin Fan definitely disagreed. Not only from a logical standpoint, but also considering Xiefengzi. Even if Li Huo Laozu killed Luli Zhenren, he would have taken Xiefengzi with him. Yesterday, when Zhang Tongyuan captured Xiefengzi, Xiefengzi did not resist at all, which was very unlike his character.

Ziyun Zhenren had no deep feelings for Luli Zhenren, his anger was greater than his sorrow. He received the report in the main hall and discussed it with the transmission elder, also suspecting whether Li Huo Laozu was the culprit. If Li Huo Laozu was the culprit, he would have taken his disciple and run. Xiefengzi's cultivation was not low, and he would be a good helper, so why would he stay on Yingke Mountain facing the wall?

"Report!" A disciple said, "Li Huo Laozu was found a hundred miles away, and four disciples of the law enforcement elder have already surrounded him."

"Can four second-generation disciples surround a first-generation grandmaster?" the transmission elder asked.

The reporting disciple replied, "Li Huo Laozu is only defending, not attacking."

The transmission elder said, "There must be something strange."

Ziyun Zhenren nodded, "Please, transmission elder, go and take a look."

"遵命."