What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I paused, recalling the scout squads in the mountains with noses sharper than dogs, and the ruthless female sorcerer who later intercepted me on the highway.

After a pause, I added:

"These people are very troublesome. Their Gu techniques are extremely strange and domineering, and they are fearless of death."

It feels like they're on a completely different level from the Gu Masters of the Lan family.

Who exactly are they?

Upon hearing this, Lu Yan's surprise deepened, and she even asked me incredulously:

"You don't even know Hei Li's background?"

"I really don't know."

I shrugged and said.

Before going to southern Xinjiang, all I could think about was how to retrieve Jin Wanliang's goods.

I had not previously conducted a detailed investigation into the distribution of power deep within southern Xinjiang.

Upon hearing my frank answer, Lu Yan couldn't help but raise her hand to rub her forehead, and even shook her head helplessly.

"I really don't know how you managed to escape from that dead zone in southern Xinjiang with a seriously wounded soldier."

Lu Yan sighed, then her expression turned very serious, and she began to explain the science to me in detail.

"The Black Clan is not like other family forces in the Southern Frontier, which rely on a single bloodline family for their inheritance."

It doesn't resemble a killer organization like the Shadow Sect that only does things for money.

To be precise, they are a large and ancient alliance-like power.

Lu Yan's voice echoed in the quiet corridor.

"More than a hundred years ago, in the deepest part of the Hundred Thousand Mountains in southern Xinjiang, in the areas with the harshest environment and the most ferocious poisonous insects, there lived more than a dozen Miao villages of all sizes."

To defend against external enemies and harsh natural environments, these Miao villages, skilled in Gu magic, united together and called themselves the Black Li.

As it has developed to this point, Heili's foundation has become terrifyingly deep.

It's no exaggeration to say that even the Shi family, currently the most powerful family openly in Miao territory, treats the Hei Li family with utmost respect and dares not easily provoke them.

Lu Yan paused, looked at me seriously, and said:

"However, although the Black Li are a powerful force, their way of doing things is very mysterious."

Over the past century, they have rarely appeared outside of southern Xinjiang, and have almost exclusively stayed in the heart of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

They are very xenophobic, but they rarely actively participate in external conflicts.

At this point, Lu Yan's brows furrowed again:

"I really don't know what Li Qing did in the Southern Frontier to provoke these ruthless people who never leave the mountains."

You guys are incredibly lucky to have escaped Hei Li's pursuit this time.

After listening to Lu Yan's explanation, I suddenly understood.

No wonder.

I was wondering why this group of people from Hei Li were so difficult to deal with.

It turns out that they were not ordinary rogue cultivators from the southern border, but came from an ancient alliance that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

They are top-tier Gu Masters who have truly fought their way through the harsh environment of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

After listening to Lu Yan's words, I remained silent and deeply engraved the name Hei Li in my heart.

"Besides Hei Li, there's something else I feel I need to tell you."

I adjusted my posture slightly, looked at Lu Yan's profile, and continued:

"Jiang Ling also appeared in the southern border region this time."

"Jiang Ling?"

Lu Yan's eyes flickered slightly, clearly impressed by the girl who had once lurked beside me as my assistant.

"right.

Moreover, judging from the situation at the edge of the cliff at that time, she seemed to be on the same side as Li Qing.

The two are working together to fight off Hei Li's pursuers.

I recalled the scene and recounted it in a calm tone.

"However, after I arrived at the cliff and cleared out the pursuers, she didn't explain anything."

He left behind only a vague and ambiguous statement before turning away and running off.

I was in a hurry to check on Li Qing's injuries, so I didn't chase after her.

Lu Yan listened quietly, nodded gently, and did not continue to ask about the details of Jiang Ling's escape.

She is a very rational and logical person.

She knew very well that although there were many clues, they were like a tangled mess.

Why did Li Qing go to Southern Xinjiang? Why did he provoke Hei Li? Why did Jiang Ling join forces with Li Qing?

Currently, only one person knows the answers to these questions.

"It seems that the intricacies involved are far more complex than we imagined."

Lu Yan turned her gaze to the examination room door, which was still lit with a red light, not far away, and spoke calmly.

"It seems we'll have to wait for Li Qing to wake up and tell us all the details himself."

Having said that, Lu Yan didn't ask any further questions.

I simply hummed in response and said nothing more.

What followed was a tedious waiting period.

I closed my eyes and felt the steady flow of that mysterious, cool energy between my brows.

Within my dantian, the murderous aura, tinged with a jade-like luster and a hint of golden light, circulated powerfully and continuously through my meridians with each breath.

Each cycle slowly repairs the body's fatigue and accumulates even greater strength.

No matter how turbulent the situation in southern Xinjiang may be, and no matter what schemes the Black Li or the orphans of the Sang family may have.

As long as I am strong enough, the sky will not fall.

In the corridor on the third basement level, time seemed to stretch out.

I leaned back in my chair, closed my eyes, and guided the jade-colored aura within my body to slowly circulate through my meridians.

About an hour later, the red indicator light above the examination room door, which had been on all along, finally went out with a soft "beep".

The heavy, tightly closed metal door was pushed open from the inside.

Several elderly, gray-haired officials who were practicing traditional Chinese medicine came out one after another.

An elderly man at the front of the group took off his mask, let out a long breath, and his brows revealed undisguised fatigue.

Lu Yan and I immediately stood up and went to greet them.

"Old Wang, how is the situation?"

Lu Yan spoke first, her cool voice carrying a hint of concern.

The old Chinese medicine doctor, known as Old Wang, took out a newly printed examination report.

Although his expression was solemn, his tone was not anxious.

"His life is safe."

Old Wang pushed up his reading glasses and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"The black market doctor treated it fairly quickly; the external injuries and internal bleeding have been brought under control."

However, the most troublesome thing is his internal meridians.

Old Wang pointed to several perspective views on the report and continued to explain:

"He not only suffered a major external blow, but also had a very strange and domineering energy remaining in his body."

This force surged through his meridians, causing minor breaks in many parts of his body.

A full recovery won't happen overnight.

"Approximately how long will it take?"

I looked at him and asked.