Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 468

Chapter 468: Chapter 45 Ignite! _5

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The disciples around immediately fell silent.

In the deathly still wind, one could faintly hear Lin Boyue’s heavy breathing.

Without turning around, he intoned each word, his voice bone-chillingly cold,

“Tell me everything, one detail at a time, don’t leave anything out!”

“Yes!”

Qiao Yushan knelt on the ground, dared not rise, and hastily recounted everything.

When he heard that Princess Gao, Li Xiangyun, had posthumously conferred the title ‘Immortal Master of the State’ on Zhuang Yi, and Yan Qing’s punishment was essentially non-existent.

“Li Xiangyun pushes too far!”

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Lin Boyue murmured in rage.

However, this time, the disciples’ echoing voices were much lower.

As if even mentioning this name was like an unspoken form of intimidation.

Noticing this, disappointment and sadness flashed through Lin Boyue’s eyes.

In that moment, turmoil surged in his heart, but his face showed no signs of it. He waved his hand: “You all, leave!”

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The disciples, feeling as if they’d been granted amnesty, quickly dispersed and left.

Seeing that Qiao Yushan was still kneeling on the ground, not daring to get up,

Lin Boyue crouched down, and patted a somewhat disheveled Qiao Yushan.

A strained smile appeared on his face: “Yushan, you can leave now.”

“Yes, Sect Master, I truly am… Master Zhuang… alas!”

With a choked voice, Qiao Yushan gave a long sigh, covered his face and left.

Looking at the departing figure of Qiao Yushan, Lin Boyue’s gaze was a bit cold.

But his gaze then soon fell on the corpse of Zhuang Yi.

He couldn’t help but think of when Zhuang Yi had left not long ago, looking forward to his meeting with Li Xiangyun…

Only in a short half-night, this disciple, who had accompanied him for over two hundred years, who had spent a lifetime being simple, only to have a brief moment of clarity before death, was now lying silently before him.

He gently picked him up, not using any Mana, and didn’t mind at all that blood had rubbed onto his clothing.

He entered the main hall.

Finally, he could no longer hold back his tears, and his eyes, dry for almost two hundred years, quickly reddened.

“Junior Brother!”

“Junior Brother!”

“Huifeng Valley… Li Xiangyun…you were the ones who first wronged our Xuli Sect!”

After saying this, he suddenly took out a joss stick from his Storage Ring.

Hesitation and conflict filled Lin Boyue’s gaze as he held it in his hand.

However, when his gaze fell on Zhuang Yi’s body, he finally made up his mind.

Channeling Mana into it, the end of the joss stick suddenly lit up with sparks.

The sparks quickly extinguished, but on top of the joss stick, a pillar of bluish smoke rose straight up.

The mysterious smoke swirled in the great hall, and then gently floated towards the moonlight in the corner.

And at that moment,

In Lin Boyue’s ear, suddenly rang out a desolate voice:

“Tsk, tsk, seems like you’ve encountered some trouble.”

In the corner of the great hall, where the moonlight shone, a figure of a gray-robed Cultivator slowly appeared.

He was smiling, leisurely looking at Lin Boyue.

Unfazed, Lin Boyue calmly said,

“It seems you’ve also encountered trouble.”

The smile on the gray-robed Cultivator’s face froze, then he put it away, said helplessly, “You’re indeed not easy to deceive. Indeed, things aren’t going well on our side…. ”

“You mean you didn’t make any progress at all, right?”

Lin Boyue exposed him coldly.

The gray-robed Cultivator’s face darkened, his eyes flashing dangerously,

“Just because I think highly of you doesn’t mean I’ll tolerate your disrespect!””

“If you only have such a narrow mind, you’d better not think about taking over Chu. You’re not worthy.”

Lin Boyue’s expression remained indifferent.

Upon hearing Lin Boyue’s words, the gray-robed Cultivator’s face darkened, and he finally stopped his retort.

“Speak, what’s your demand?”

“Help me attain Nascent Soul, once Yan State is taken, it will all belong to my Xuli Sect!”

Lin Boyue stated his condition straightforwardly.

The gray-robed Cultivator thought about it seriously, Finally, he shook his head and said,

“I can help you advance to the Nascent Soul stage now, and you won’t have to experience Thunder Tribulation, but to make the whole Yan State belong to the Xuli Sect… it’s probably not possible. We need a massive amount of followers, and followers need land…””

“I just want the cultivation resources of Yan State, I don’t care about the land. In addition, you must guarantee the survival and continuation of my Xuli Sect.”

Lin Boyue insisted.

“Fine! I agree with you!”

After some contemplation, the gray-robed Cultivator finally agreed.

“Then, let’s begin!”

“I’ll help you achieve the Nascent Soul state and step onto the Nascent Soul’s Dao!”

…

The next morning,

Prince Wang Ba, who was training Mysterious Dragon Soldiers in the house, was suddenly disturbed by frantic knocking at the door.

Wang Ba’s heart tightened.

With a wave of his hand,

The two hundred Mysterious Dragon Soldiers who were in training quickly shrank and fell into Wang Ba’s sleeves.

Meanwhile, Zhao Feng, who was also in the midst of cultivation, involuntarily opened his eyes. Seeing Wang Ba’s caution, he nodded slightly, then quickly moved in front of the door.

Wang Ba also landed behind Zhao Feng, Mana surging, ready to provide support at any time.

“Creak–”

The front door opened, revealing a Golden Core female Cultivator dressed in the garb of the House of Prince Gao.

Wang Ba’s heart relaxed slightly, and Zhao Feng took the initiative to speak,

“Fellow Daoist, may I know why you are here?”

“She sent me here to inform you two not to go out unnecessarily. The city is likely infiltrated by Incense-burning Dao Cultivators!”

“In particular, be wary of old locust trees, old temples, wells, mirrors, ancient books… and the like, which are likely places for Incense-burning Dao Cultivators to take refuge.”

“Thank you for the reminder!”

Zhao Feng was focused on cultivating his sword, absent of worldly distractions to keep his sword spirit pure. Wang Ba, spotting the lapse, quickly handed two doses of chicken essence to her.

The Golden Core female cultivator received it subtly, her smile becoming warmer.

Wang Ba quickly took the opportunity to ask,

“May I ask, has anything happened in the city since last night?”

The female Golden Core Cultivator replied casually,

“Nothing much, oh, you must know the Xuli Sect, right? One of their Elders was supposedly killed by someone from Huifeng Valley while delivering spirit materials… It’s said that the Sect Master of Xuli Sect came here not long ago, probably to settle the score with Huifeng Valley.”

“The Sect Master of Xuli Sect, Lin Boyue?”

“Did he come to Yanqiao Pass?”

Wang Ba was taken aback.

Just as he was about to ask some more questions, a huge burst of light suddenly erupted in the sky!

Multiple flames were rising from within the city gate!

At the same time, a woman’s voice, rough like scraping stones, echoed in the air:

“Princess Gao… let’s battle!”