The Primordial Law

Chapter 376 You Think I'm Jealous

Jiang Ning said, "This matter is too important, I'm afraid..."

Li Weiyi took the chopsticks and began to eat: "If you report this to the authorities, I will be guilty of betraying the Dao Sect and will surely die. You asked me to trust you, and now that I trust you, you want to kill me?"

Jiang Ning's brows furrowed, caught in a deep dilemma: "Since you came from the underground immortal abode, it means that the cult's headquarters really is under Fuzhou. The tombstones and graves that are now spreading out from Fuzhou must be the cult's Yin Corpse Rice Planting Ground."

"A great calamity is about to befall the world. If Lingxiao Palace does not eliminate the Sui Sect as soon as possible, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Li Weiyi said, "I know that my life and death are insignificant compared to the lives and deaths of countless people in the world. But do I deserve to die?"

"You... hey!"

Jiang Ning looked at the list in her hand with a worried expression: "What is this list?"

Li Weiyi said, "I don't know much, but I do know that many experts from the imperial court were captured by the Divine Sect while investigating the underground immortal abode. Now, thirty of them have been released, but I don't know which thirty they are. I want to find them, eliminate them, and do what I can for the sake of the people."

Jiang Ning's eyes lit up, sensing that Li Weiyi seemed unchanged.

Li Weiyi's expression turned serious, and he lowered his voice: "My plan is this! I have the Death Spirit Flame within me, so I can't directly reveal the secret that the Sui Sect is a branch of the Rice Cult. But I can sow discord among the forces within the Rice Cult and use the Rice Cult to eliminate the Sui Sect."

Jiang Ning nodded: "It is one of the few ways to break the deadlock, but it will be extremely difficult to implement. You will need capable assistants in the court and within the Suizong sect."

“The Nine Li Hidden Sect has people within the Sui Sect who hold high positions,” Li Weiyi said.

Jiang Ning said, "But within the imperial court, Zhuang Yue alone cannot accomplish anything."

Li Weiyi said, "Then who else can we turn to? Taishi Bai?"

“The Taishi family is in charge of defense, so I’m afraid they can’t be of much help. Besides, do you and Taishi Bai really have such a deep relationship? Does he really not care at all about your identity as the son of a heretical cult? Can he completely trust you?” Jiang Ning said.

Li Weiyi asked, "How is Ge Xiantong?"

“He’s not even as good as Taishi Bai,” Jiang Ning said.

Li Weiyi was troubled and buried her head in her food, saying, "I'll think of another way."

Jiang Ning stared at him seriously, and seeing that he didn't understand at all, she finally couldn't help but ask after a long while: "Aren't you going to consider me?"

"Lord Jiang is of course my first choice. He is impeccable in terms of friendship, wisdom, ability, and character. There is only one thing that worries me."

Li Weiyi said solemnly, "I heard from Yang Qingxi that the Second Palace Master intends to bestow a marriage upon Yao Qian in order to win over the Suizong. And the betrothed is you, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family. By uniting the Suizong with the Jiang family through marriage, they can quickly integrate into the court and avoid being attacked and ostracized..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Ning said, "Nonsense, I have never heard of such a thing."

Li Weiyi said, "This statement originated from Yang Shenjing, so it should be true. Perhaps it was because you went to the Du'e Temple that this matter was delayed. Yao Qian entered the Longevity Realm at the age of 60. His character, appearance, talent, and speech are all of the highest caliber in the world. I don't know what you really think, so..."

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ning slammed the list in front of him: "You don't know what I'm thinking, but I know what you're thinking. Just like what you shouted at Nanyan Pass, 'My lover is helping me,' now if you think back on it carefully, you probably felt very uncomfortable at the time."

"puff!"

Li Weiyi couldn't hold back and sprayed all the tea she had just drunk onto the ground.

Then, feigning composure, he said, "You think I'm jealous? Yes, Fairy Yu has a great reputation, the most beautiful woman in the world, and countless men lose sleep over her. But my fiancée, Hong Ting, is no less beautiful, is she? In her Taoist robe, she's like a fairy descending to earth, and holding a feather fan, she's dashing and heroic. In what way is she inferior to you?"

Jiang Ning lost interest in continuing the conversation. She put on her veil, donned her magical night-clothes, and prepared to leave: "I can help you deal with the Sui Sect. We share the same goal. If you need my help, just have Zhuang Yue or Grandpa Zhuang pass on the message to me."

"There's something I need to do right now!"

As Li Weiyi flipped through the list in his hand, he said, "Tomorrow at six quarters past 5 PM, find a way to invite a powerful figure from the Luantai to visit Yao Qian."

"That's all?" Jiang Ning asked.

Li Weiyi said, "Yao Qian is incredibly powerful. When fighting him, we must not reveal too many clues. Otherwise, it will backfire."

Jiang Ning stepped out of the courtyard, raised her misty almond-shaped eyes, gazed at the starry sky above, and sighed deeply. She could sense the hardship Li Weiyi was enduring, caught between a rock and a hard place. Even facing behemoths like the Sui Sect and the heretical cult, he could still force a smile.

"If the whole world praises him, he will not be encouraged. If the whole world criticizes him, he will not be discouraged."

The Qianlong Lantern Festival has made a name for itself.

Although the ancestral lands are gone, their resilience remains.

Even in the face of life's greatest tribulations, I remain true to my original aspirations.

Jiang Ning's slender figure gradually disappeared into the distance, swallowed up by the swirling snowflakes.

What follows will be a difficult and dangerous struggle.

Li Weiyi finished the rest of the food, and seeing that heavy snow was approaching, he called out, "Zhuang Yue, prepare a room for me. I'll stay here tonight!"

He was so exhausted that he slept very soundly that night.

I didn't get up until noon the next day. When I opened the door and the array, a cold wind howled in, and the sky was gray.

Heavy hammering sounds echoed in the courtyard.

Li Weiyi walked down from the attic and followed the sound.

I saw the limping, white-haired old man from last night, shirtless, holding a hammer, striking with all his might.

Next to it was a pile of broken magical artifacts.

The old man was melting it down and hammering it into a block of iron.

"Grandpa Zhuang!" Li Weiyi called out, preparing to take his leave. Old Zhuang put down his warhammer, his face gaunt but his body muscular and vigorous, and laughed, "Zhuang Yue went to Luantai! Don't rush off yet, let's chat?"

"Okay." Li Weiwei said.

"We're not eating at home today, we're going out to eat."

Old Zhuang led Li Weiyi out, his right leg limping as he walked on the half-foot-thick snow.

Li Weiyi tried to help him up, but he refused.

He laughed and said, "Back then, during the bloody battle of Cangyuan, my entire leg was broken. Although it was later reattached, the flesh and bones were severely damaged by the power of the demon race, and it was impossible to fully recover."

"Is Grandpa Zhuang a slave from the Western Sea?"

Li Weiyi had long ago realized that Lao Zhuang's cultivation was extremely high, and that he had definitely cultivated to the Dao Fruit stage.

Old Zhuang nodded: "Most of the people living in Qingyunfang are veterans of the Western Sea Slaves, much like me. They are either disabled or have their cultivation partially ruined. Fortunately, they are still somewhat useful and can be recycled into magical artifacts."

"The materials for crafting magical artifacts are extremely precious."

“For example, the standard battle sword of the Western Sea Slave, the Numa Cleaver, must be made from the densest metal from the Shenshan mine.”

"Ordinary soldiers' magical weapons are forged from Shenshan Black Iron. The Hundred-Character Weapon-level Slave Horse Cutter must be made of Shenshan Black Copper. The Thousand-Character Weapon must be made of Shenshan Black Silver."

"But Yunzhou, where the Shenshan mine is located, was swallowed up by the Netherworld of the Dead a thousand years ago. Mining inside will come at a great cost."

Arriving at a noodle shop not far from the gate of Minglunli, Lao Zhuang ordered two bowls of soup noodles.

He was acquainted with the shopkeeper and was a comrade-in-arms of Xihainu.

Old Zhuang continued, "Zhuang Yue's parents both died in the Cangyuan War. I knew I couldn't take good care of her, so I sent her to Luantai. This child is actually quite lonely. Perhaps it's because she didn't have her parents with her that she's always a bit slow on the uptake, stubborn and inflexible."

Li Weiyi understood Lao Zhuang's unspoken meaning: "Grandpa Zhuang, don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who will stop at nothing to achieve my goals. I always finish what I start."

Old Zhuang waved his hand with a smile: "Last night, Zhuang Yue told me a lot. She trusts you a lot and speaks highly of you... To be precise, the entire Lingxiao City speaks highly of you now."

"This morning, I heard many old friends excitedly telling me about your legendary exploits at the Prince's Mansion last night: breaking through the Dao Image, severely injuring Xie Chucai, cultivating the Golden Crow Flame Spiritual Power and the Fusang Divine Tree Spiritual Power. Your talent in spiritual power is rare in the world, and you are not much inferior to those young emperors."

"I didn't even have the nerve to tell them that the rare genius was sleeping in my house."

"By the way, how should I address you? Zuo Ning?"

Li Weiyi said: "Li Weiwei."

Old Zhuang nodded: "Little Li, I'm telling you all this not to blame you, but because I need your help. I'm exactly 120 years old this year, and my time is up in the next few years. After I die, with Zhuang Yue's personality, she won't live long in the court or in this chaotic world. Jiang Ning can protect her for a while, but not forever. Just like those two years when she left for the Du'e Temple."

“Take her away from the court and to Lizhou. It would be good for her to live as a commoner. If you are lucky, you can keep her by your side as a maid.”

Old Zhuang was clearly worried about Zhuang Yue's future, and tears welled up in his eyes without him even realizing it.

Li Weiyi said, "Grandpa Zhuang, don't worry, I will definitely take her away."

"Eat noodles, eat noodles..."

Two bowls of noodle soup were served.

Li Weiyi asked, "Actually, I've always been curious about something. What was the reason for the great defeat of the Western Sea Slaves back then? The power of the Far Western Ash Region and the Demon Clan at that time shouldn't have been strong enough to crush you, right?"

Lao Zhuang was lost in memories, his heart heavy with sorrow: "In the Battle of Cangyuan, the Western Sea Slaves suffered 30,000 casualties, and almost all of them were elite soldiers at the Fifth Sea Realm or above. From then on, their strength was greatly damaged, and they could never reach their peak again."

"Many of our old buddies have secretly analyzed the reasons for the defeat countless times."

"Firstly, naturally, it's because the enemy is powerful."

"Secondly, there are many Ember Spirits lurking in the army."

"Thirdly, I've heard a conspiracy theory that some people within the court feel the Western Sea Slaves are too much of a threat and want to weaken them."

"Fourth, at that time, Oda-no-ryo happened to be in charge, and some people wanted to forcefully push this matter into the army, which caused great chaos in the army. Perhaps the court did not expect that the Xihai slaves would be defeated so badly, with such heavy casualties, causing a tragedy that caused more than ten years of chaos in the world."

Li Weiyi asked, "Do you have any grievances against the imperial court?"

Lao Zhuang sighed, "Yes, but if one day the flames of war spread to Lingxiao City, we will still take up the Numa Slayer sword to protect the honor of the Western Sea Nu and all lives worth protecting."

Li Weiyi didn't ask any more questions. After finishing his noodles, he asked Lao Zhuang to help him contact Song Lin.

He then secretly entered the Prince's mansion with Song Lin under another identity to refine the ghost energy within Song Qingli's body.

It was already late afternoon when we left the West Sea King's Palace.

They rented a carriage and headed towards Luantai.

Inside the carriage, Li Weiyi examined the box of Starry Night Pills given to him by Song Lin. There were thirty pills in total, worth millions of Yongquan coins. With this enormous resource, becoming a six-star Spiritual Master was just around the corner.

Put it away.

His eyes narrowed, and he released a field of mental energy, enveloping the space inside the car. Only then did he activate the Buddha relic, pulling Tang Wanzhou out of the blood mud space... uh...

It was because they brought him out that Lord Shaojun did not put up a fierce resistance.

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