The Primordial Law

Chapter 239 Will he have no descendants?
Peach and Plum Mountain.

The third heaven, beneath the ancient peach tree.

Zuoqiu Ling stood tall and imposing, his expression solemn, looking down at the North City: "The Blood Handprint Demon Armor is a ninth-grade hundred-character artifact. Although it is rare in the Lingxiao Realm, it has appeared on some evil and demonic experts, so it is not a big problem."

"But what about that Thunder Magic Seal just now? That thing is no ordinary artifact."

now.

The rising sun melts the morning mist, turning it into golden clouds that bathe the entire city.

But Yin Jun was still chilled to the bone, not yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced: "Wasn't it all for the sake of your Zuoqiu Clan? If it weren't for rescuing the group of talents besieging the governor's mansion, he would have gone to provoke Ge Xiantong and expose this important artifact even though he had already escaped?"

Zuoqiu Ling sighed, “Old Li, calm down. I know you’ve been worried. Don’t worry, after the Qianlong Lantern Festival, the Zuoqiu family will definitely protect him with all its might. He’s a good kid, and I’ll remember his kindness. But, aren’t we discussing the origin of that seal right now? I feel like you don’t even know anything about it.”

The hidden ruler certainly understood the consequences of a young man wielding a heavy weapon.

But as the leader's disciple, it's not surprising that he has such a trump card.

He asked, "What clues did you notice?"

Zuoqiu Ling said, "I have some guesses in my mind, but I can't be sure. I need to find the ancestor to confirm. I feel that it is very similar to one of the four seals in the legend of Leixiao Sect, the Purple Thunder Seal."

"It is said that each of the four seals is a swastika-shaped artifact, which was lost in the battle between the founder of the Leixiao Sect and the Mist Emperor. In the thousands of years that followed, the Leixiao Sect only managed to recover the Crimson and Azure seals."

Hidden Lord had the same guess in his mind, thinking that the Purple Heaven Thunder Seal had most likely been in the hands of the leader and was later passed on to Li Weiyi.

But he said, "It's just a resemblance! Besides, what is a 'Ten Thousand Character' artifact to a great ancient clan like ours? Every tribe in the Jiuli Clan has such a clan-protecting artifact. It's reasonable for my Jiuli Hidden Sect to temporarily give a 'Ten Thousand Character' artifact to the Hidden Gods, isn't it?"

"Are you planning to expose his identity as a hermit of the Jiuli tribe?" Zuoqiu Ling asked.

Compared to the leader's disciple, what does the identity of the hermit mean?
"Anyway, if the Longevity Realm giants of the Thundercloud Sect come knocking on your door, your Zuoqiu Sect will have to bear the consequences."

The recluse rose and prepared to descend the mountain.

“Carrying it is no problem… Lao Li, I’m also very worried about the current situation. I’m afraid that Hong Ting and Lan Cheng will follow in Qing Yin’s footsteps, but rules are rules, so don’t get involved,” Zuo Qiuling reminded him seriously.

"I know! Remember to tell Lei Xiaozong that the seal is my battle treasure, and tell them to come directly to me for a battle of immortality, and for each generation to face the next. If they don't follow the rules, don't blame my Jiuli Hidden Sect for using all its strength to kill sixty years of the younger generation of Lei Xiaozong."

"Tell all forces that those who do not follow the rules will have no descendants."

The "后" here refers to the descendants.

In Yin Jun's view, Li Weiyi must have been seriously injured in the battle with Ge Xiantong, losing the strength to continue competing for the Qianlong Lantern Festival, and would have no choice but to leave the city quickly.

But leaving the city is equally dangerous.

This Qianlong Lantern Festival showcased the profound heritage and spirit of the Jiuli ethnic group's younger generation, washing away the humiliation of the past decade. The news, once it reached Lizhou, will undoubtedly have a profound impact on many.

but……

The strength they displayed was somewhat too overwhelming, with several inheritors emerging, overshadowing the brilliance of the millions of sects.

The reclusive ruler appeared calm, but was actually under immense pressure. He was preparing to immediately use the Hidden Ancestor's Decree to summon several ancient hermits to come out of seclusion and protect him. He couldn't entrust his entire life to the Zuoqiu School; he needed to be strong himself.

"Fortunately, his magical energy is of a lower grade, but his battle intent is ten feet higher than that of martial artists of the same level, thus concealing his true cultivation level. His current performance can be described as amazing, but it's not enough to make people think too much," the Hidden Lord thought to himself.

……

On the fifth heaven, a giant of the Longevity Realm from the Dragon Gate, a deformed humanoid, stood six or seven meters tall and possessed four dragon-like features. His breath caused the clouds to churn. He said, "To have such combat power at the fifth level of the Five Seas Realm and to be able to escape from Ge Xiantong's hands, this boy will probably be chosen as a true dragon by the Crossing Calamity Temple."

"He only relied on two powerful weapons, one for offense and one for defense. His true combat strength is still a step below that of a successor. He's very strong! But he hasn't created an absolute gap with the three young emperors, and he's still far from being designated a true dragon."

A powerful demon clan elder in the Longevity Realm laughed and said, "You've all overlooked the most important issue: his surname is Li, not Li or Zuoqiu. Whether he can grow up is a big unknown."

"You left in too much of a hurry!"

A white-faced, beardless imperial court official at the Longevity Realm reviewed Li Weiyi's information: "He relied on his superior talent and recklessly consumed his foundation, advancing his realm rapidly and hastily, which cannot last. Such a genius appears every few hundred years, but most of them do not have a good ending. They either suffer from qi deviation and die young, or gradually become mediocre at the Dao Seed Realm."

The older generation of powerful figures naturally valued Li Weiyi, a prodigy of heaven, but they also saw several fatal flaws in him.

Being neither a member of a prominent family nor a descendant of a powerful clan was a major variable in his path to adulthood.

Who would risk everything to protect them?

……

...Luan Shenglin, wearing a silver mask and with his hands behind his back, stood atop the city tower where Li Weiyi had stood earlier, gazing at the governor's mansion and then at the defeated imperial martial arts in the distance.

Zuoqiu Hong, Cang Li, Zhu Yibai, and Li Jiufu were like four sharp knives, leading their men from four different directions to cut through their opponents.

The troops on the Zuoqiu Gate were arranged in formation, like four surging torrents, perfectly organized.

In contrast, the imperial court was like a heap of loose sand, ready to collapse at the slightest provocation.

Chen Ziliang, the top expert of Lintai, failed to organize an effective resistance and was killed by Zuoqiu Hong, fleeing in disarray.

Luan Shenglin secretly pondered how he should deal with these four people if they were from the far western Ash Region.
Qi Jin returned and reported in detail.

A smile appeared in Luan Shenglin's bright and mischievous eyes, and he instantly understood: "So that's what the three long howls meant! I was wondering why it wasn't two or four?"

"Launching an attack together in three quarters of an hour... We can learn from this tactic."

Qi Jin said, "That kid is too troublesome. Even Ge Xiantong couldn't handle him. Compared to Zuoqiu Hong, Cang Li, and Zhu Yibai, I think it's more imperative to eliminate him during the Qianlong Lantern Festival."

"Your ability to think about problems in this way shows that you are even better than Hua Yuzi in terms of vision and ability."

Luan Shenglin said, "I'm leaving this matter to you. Make sure you kill him before he recovers. With the Divine Moon Mirror in your hand, you can easily break his Blood Handprint Demon Armor."

……

"There's no need to pursue too hastily. Let Zuoqiu Menting kill more of the court's martial arts practitioners."

Tang Wanqiu rode in a silver-white chariot inscribed with the Hundred Characters Sutra, issuing commands to the martial artists of the Snow Sword Tang Court.

Yin Suwen, the successor of the Demon King, darted across the rooftops, folded his wings, and flew down into the carriage.

After hearing his report, Tang Wanqiu's eyes widened, and she remained unsettled for a long time: "No wonder... no wonder the court's strategy was broken so quickly. It turns out that Ge Xiantong was lured away! How could Chen Ziliang be a match for Zuoqiu Hong?"

"Wait a minute, does Li Weiyi have three heads and six arms? How dare he?"

Tang Wanqiu believed he was invincible throughout the seven northern states, but even with his exceptional fighting prowess, he still dared not face Ge Xiantong alone.

Yin Su asked, "He doesn't have three heads and six arms, but he has countless underhanded tricks and two powerful weapons. In addition, it has been confirmed that Li Weiyi's seven strange insects are of the Lord-level. When he fought with Ge Xiantong, one of them released the aura of a Longevity Realm martial artist, which should be an illusion caused by the bloodline of a Lord-level strange insect."

Tang Wanqiu slapped his knee heavily and said, "A young emperor-level talent, and seven marquis-level rare insects... If the Zuoqiu Clan were to marry Zuoqiu Hong to him, binding him tightly to their cause, with two emperors in one family, they would definitely gain the support of the Du'e Temple. This is truly a destiny ordained by heaven!"

Seeing Tang Wanqiu's rare outburst of cursing, Yin Suwen couldn't help but laugh and said, "Young master, there's no need to be so discouraged. Whether those two will live to see the Lantern Festival is hard to say. Right now, everyone considers the Zuoqiu School their greatest enemy!"

Tang Wanqiu was filled with unease: "I have a feeling that Li boy is probably not going to die! Every now and then, his cultivation and combat power increase dramatically. To be honest, I am extremely wary of him right now. I actually want to befriend him rather than be his enemy. Neither Ge Xiantong nor Luan Shenglinyou can give me this feeling."

Yin Su asked, "Perhaps it's because the Snow Sword Tang Court is destined to be enemies with the imperial court and the Ash Region in the far west, but has no conflict of interest with the Jiuli tribe in the far south."

Tang Wanqiu nodded slightly: "Make distant alliances and attack nearby enemies! As the only ancient clan with tens of millions of members in Lingxiao, the Jiuli tribe is mysterious and unpredictable, with extraordinary heritage. Just by looking at the strength and spirit displayed by the younger generation, one can tell that the apparent weakness is merely a survival strategy in a chaotic world, and the unknown dark side must be a deep abyss. It seems that we should indeed take advantage of the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival to make good friends with the Jiuli tribe."

……

South City, Attendant Hall Office.

Jiang Ning and Feng Yin stood on the top floor of the vermilion tower, gazing at the rolling clouds of magical energy heading south.

The shocking news of the battle between Li Weiyi and Ge Xiantong has spread, causing an uproar throughout the entire government office.

Zhuang Yue quickly climbed the tower, her eyes filled with mixed emotions of joy and worry, and gave the two of them a detailed account of the news from the north.

Feng Yin gasped in shock. Only the experts of the imperial court truly knew how terrifying Ge Xiantong was. He was then utterly bewildered: "He had clearly escaped, so how did he run into Lord Ge again?"

Jiang Ning, dressed in the official robes of a governor with wide sleeves draped behind his back, said with icy eyes, "He deliberately approached Ge Xiantong to create an opportunity for Zuoqiu Hongting and the others to escape. He's simply courting death."

Feng Yin said with some concern: "Lord Jiang, if I may be so bold, you must not regard Li Weiyi as a fool who is unaware of his own mortality. That would be too much to underestimate him! He is extremely intelligent and has all the advantages of timing and location at his disposal. Just looking at the younger generation, he is definitely one of the top opponents in the court."

Jiang Ning didn't want to say more about this matter: "Activate all formations! Sound the war drums and recall all martial artists in the South City to prepare for battle."

"Whom to fight?"

Feng Yin asked blankly, not seeing any enemy.

Jiang Ning said, "Since Zuoqiu Hongting broke out from the direction of the imperial court, she must have wanted to defeat the imperial court to break the deadlock. This is her only way to survive. She wanted to fight strong against strong and seek survival in a desperate situation. Unfortunately, she met me. She is destined to be defeated and die outside the Attendant Hall."

(End of this chapter)