Chapter 239: Does He Have No Heir?
Taoli Mountain.
Third Heaven, under the Ancient Peach Tree.
Zuo Qiu Ling’s burly frame stood proudly, his expression grave as he looked down at Northern City: “Blood Handprint Demonic Armor is a ninth-grade Hundred-character Artifact. Though rare in Lingxiao Life Realm, it has appeared on some Evil Path and Demonic Path masters, so it’s not a big issue.”
“But what was that Lightning Law seal just now? That thing has quite an origin.”
At this moment.
The morning sun melted the morning mist into golden glows, sprinkling across the entire city.
But Hidden Lord was still chilled to the bone, not yet recovered from the earlier heart-pounding shock: “Isn’t it all for your Zuo Qiu Gatehouse? If not to rescue the group of elites surrounded in the Governor’s Mansion, he had clearly escaped. How could he provoke Ge Xian Tong again and Expose this Heavy Artifact?”
Zuo Qiu Ling sighed: “Old Li, calm down. I know you’ve been worried sick. Rest assured, after the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, Zuo Qiu Gatehouse will fully protect him. He’s a good kid; I remember this favor. But aren’t we discussing the origin of that seal now? I feel like even you don’t know about this thing.”
Hidden Lord naturally understood the consequences of the young man holding a Heavy Artifact.
But as the Leader’s disciple, having such a trump card was not surprising.
He said: “What clues did you see?”
Zuo Qiu Ling said: “I have some guesses in my heart, but I can’t confirm them. I need Old Ancestor to verify. I feel it’s very much like one of the four seals in Lei Xiao Sect legends, Purple Heaven Thunder Seal.”
“It’s said that each of the four seals is a Ten Thousand Character Artifact, lost in the battle between Lei Xiao Sect’s founding ancestor and Mist Heavenly Child that year. Over the subsequent thousands of years, Lei Xiao Sect only recovered the red and blue seals.”
Hidden Lord had the same guess in his heart, thinking Purple Heaven Thunder Seal was likely always in the Leader’s hands and later passed to Li Weiyi.
But he said: “It’s just similar! Besides, we are a ten-million-year Ancient Clan; what does one Ten Thousand Character Artifact matter? Every tribe of Jiu Li Clan has such a clan-guarding Heavy Artifact. For Jiu Li Hidden Sect to lend a Ten Thousand Character Artifact to Hidden Person temporarily, that’s very reasonable, right?”
“You’re planning to Expose his identity as Jiu Li Clan Hidden Person?” Zuo Qiu Ling said.
Compared to being the Leader’s disciple, what did the identity of Hidden Person matter?
“Anyway, if Lei Xiao Sect’s Longevity Realm Giants come knocking, your Zuo Qiu Gatehouse will handle it.”
Hidden Lord stood up, preparing to descend the mountain.
“No problem handling it… Old Li, I’m also very worried about the current situation, very afraid that Hong Ting and Blue City and the others will follow in Qing Yin’s footsteps, but rules are rules. Don’t get involved.” Zuo Qiu Ling solemnly reminded.
“Got it! Remember to tell Lei Xiao Sect that seal is my Battle Treasure. Let them come straight to me—Longevity against Longevity, young generation against young generation. If they don’t follow the rules, don’t blame Jiu Li Hidden Sect for using our full power to wipe out Lei Xiao Sect’s young generation for a Jia Zi.”
“Tell all forces: those who don’t follow the rules will have no descendants.”
Here, “descendants” meant offspring.
In Hidden Lord’s view, Li Weiyi must have been severely injured in his battle with Ge Xian Tong, losing the power to continue competing in the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, and could only leave the city quickly.
But leaving the city was equally dangerous.
In this Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, Jiu Li Clan’s young generation had shown the Foundation and demeanor befitting a ten-million-year Ancient Clan, washing away the shame of the past dozen years. The news reaching Li Zhou would surely shock many people.
However…
The strength displayed was somewhat too overwhelming, with several Successor Levels emerging, overshadowing the sharpness of the ten million Gateways.
Hidden Lord appeared calm but was under immense pressure, preparing to immediately use Hidden Ancestor Token to invite several Ancient Hidden Persons out of seclusion to protect the Dao. He couldn’t pin all his life and fortunes on Zuo Qiu Gatehouse; forging iron requires one’s own hardness.
“Fortunately, his Magic Energy grade is low, but his Battle Intent is a zhang higher than same-realm Martial Cultivators, masking his true Cultivation. His current performance is stunning, but not enough to make people associate too much.” Hidden Lord thought to himself.
…
On the Fifth Heavenly Layer, a Deformed Humanoid Race Longevity Realm Giant from Dragon Gate, six or seven meters tall with four dragon features on his body, churned the sea of clouds with each breath. He said: “At Fifth Realm of Five Seas Realm with such combat power, able to escape from Ge Xian Tong’s hands—this child is likely to be designated True Dragon by Du’e Temple.”
“He only relied on one offensive and one defensive Heavy Artifact; his true combat power is still a step short of Successor. Very strong! But he hasn’t opened an absolute gap with the three Young Sons of Heaven, so still some distance from being designated True Dragon.”
A Demon Race Longevity Realm Giant smiled: “You’ve all overlooked the most important issue: his surname is Li, not Li, nor Zuo Qiu. Whether he can grow up is a huge unknown.”
“Too hasty!”
A white-faced, beardless Imperial Court Longevity Realm Giant flipped through Li Weiyi’s information: “Arrogant with superior talent, casually consuming his own Foundation, with Realm advancement too fast and hasty, unsustainable long-term. Such prodigies appear every few centuries, but most don’t end well—either Qi Deviation and premature death, or gradually mediocrity in Dao Seed Realm.”
The older generation Strong Practitioners naturally valued Heaven’s Chosen of Young Son of Heaven level highly, but also saw several fatal flaws in Li Weiyi.
Not a Gateway disciple, not from Transcendent lineage—this was a huge variable on his growth path.
Who would go all out to protect him?
…
Luan Sheng Lin You wore the Flowing Silver Mask, hands behind back, standing at the top of the city tower where Li Weiyi had stood earlier, gazing toward the Governor’s Mansion, then at the routed Imperial Court Martial Cultivators in the distance.
Zuo Qiu Hong, Cang Li, Zhu Yi Bai, Li Jiufu were like four sharp knives, leading people from four different directions to slaughter through their opponents.
Zuo Qiu Gatehouse side arranged troops and formations like four surging floods, organized neatly.
In contrast, the Imperial Court was like a plate of loose sand, collapsing at the first rush.
Lin Tai’s First Expert Chen Ziliang failed to organize effective resistance and was killed into fleeing in panic by Zuo Qiu Hong.
Luan Sheng Lin You pondered darkly: if facing these four were from Far West Ash Region, how should his side respond?
Qi Jin returned and reported in detail.
A bright and wicked smile floated in Luan Sheng Lin You’s eyes, instantly understanding: “So the three long howls meant that! I was wondering why not two, or four?”
“Strike together after three quarters of an hour… This move, we can learn.”
Qi Jin said: “That kid is too thorny; even Ge Xian Tong couldn’t deal with him. Compared to Zuo Qiu Hong, Cang Li, Zhu Yi Bai, I think eliminating him during the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival is even more imperative.”
“Your ability to think this way shows your insight and capability surpass Hua Yuzi by a notch.”
Luan Sheng Lin You said: “I’ll leave this matter to you; be sure to kill him before he recovers. With Divine Moon Mirror in hand, you can definitely break his Blood Handprint Demonic Armor.”
…
“No need to chase too urgently; let Zuo Qiu Gatehouse kill more of the Imperial Court’s Martial Cultivators.”
Tang Wan Qiu rode in a silver-white Hundred Character Scripture War Chariot, issuing orders to Snow Sword Tang Court’s Martial Cultivators.
Demon King successor Yin Su Wen shuttled over the eaves, wings folding as he flew down and darted into the chariot.
After hearing his report, Tang Wan Qiu’s eyes widened, unable to calm for a long time: “No wonder… no wonder the Imperial Court direction’s layout was breached so quickly; turns out Ge Xian Tong was lured away! How could Chen Ziliang be Zuo Qiu Hong’s opponent?”
“But that’s not right; does he Li Weiyi have three heads and six arms to dare that?”
Tang Wan Qiu considered himself invincible across Northern Seven States, but with his absolute strong combat power, he still wouldn’t dare face Ge Xian Tong alone.
Yin Su Wen said: “No three heads and six arms, but endless dirty tricks, plus two Heavy Artifacts. Additionally, it’s confirmed: Li Weiyi’s seven Strange Insects are Marquis-level. During the clash with Ge Xian Tong, one released Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator aura—likely a bloodline illusion from the Marquis-level Strange Insect.”
Tang Wan Qiu slapped his knee hard: “Young Son of Heaven level talent, plus seven Marquis-level Strange Insects… If Zuo Qiu Gatehouse marries Zuo Qiu Hong to him, binding him tightly to their war chariot, with two Sons of Heaven in one Gateway, they would definitely gain Du’e Temple’s support. This is truly Destiny’s Mandate?”
Seeing Tang Wan Qiu rarely curse, Yin Su Wen couldn’t help laughing: “Young Master needn’t be so disheartened; whether those two can live to Lantern Festival is doubtful. Now, all sides already see Zuo Qiu Gatehouse as the number one enemy!”
Tang Wan Qiu felt uneasy: “I have a premonition that Li kid likely won’t die! Every interval, his Cultivation and combat power surges massively. To be honest, I’m extremely wary of him now, actually wanting to befriend him rather than make him an enemy—Ge Xian Tong and Luan Sheng Lin You never gave me this feeling.”
Yin Su Wen said: “Perhaps because Snow Sword Tang Court is destined to be enemies with Imperial Court and Far West Ash Region, but has no Benefit conflicts with distant Jiu Li Clan in the far south.”
Tang Wan Qiu nodded lightly: “Distant alliances, nearby attacks! Jiu Li Clan as Lingxiao’s sole ten-million-year Ancient Clan is mysterious and unfathomable, with extraordinary Inheritance. Just from the strength and spirit shown by the young generation, we know the apparent decline is merely Chaotic Times survival strategy; the hidden depths must be abyssal chasms. Indeed, we should take advantage of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival to properly befriend Jiu Li Clan.”
…
Southern City, Attendant Hall Government Office.
Jiang Ning and Feng Yin stood at the top of the vermilion tower, gazing at the rolling Magic Energy Clouds surging south.
The shocking news of Li Weiyi and Ge Xian Tong’s battle had arrived, causing an uproar in the entire office.
Zhuang Yue hurried up the tower, eyes mixed with joy and worry, detailing the northern news to the two.
Feng Yin inhaled sharply; only Imperial Court masters truly knew Ge Xian Tong’s terror, then puzzled immensely: “He had clearly escaped; how did he clash with Ge Adult again?”
Jiang Ning wore the Governor’s Official Robe, cloud-like wide sleeves behind her back, eyes cold as frost: “He deliberately sought out Ge Xian Tong to create an escape opportunity for Zuo Qiu Hong Ting and the others—simply courting death.”
Feng Yin was somewhat worried: “Adult Jiang, forgive my bluntness: you absolutely must not see Li Weiyi as a reckless fool; that’s too underestimating! This person is brilliantly smart, with favorable timing and location all as his tools. Among the young generation, he’s absolutely one of the Imperial Court’s top two opponents.”
Jiang Ning didn’t want to say more on this: “Activate all Formations! Sound the Battle Drum, recall all Southern City Martial Cultivators, prepare to meet the enemy.”
“Fight who?”
Feng Yin asked blankly, seeing no enemy.
Jiang Ning said: “Since Zuo Qiu Hong Ting broke out from the Imperial Court direction, she must want to crush the Imperial Court to break the siege—that’s her only Way to Live. Trying to overpower the strong in desperation for survival, but unfortunately she met me; she’s destined to perish outside Attendant Hall.”
