Xuanjian: I am the tenth son of Zhenchi, and I plot to seize the throne from Zhenlong.

"Does Your Excellency wish to ask for my name or my status?"

Lu Jiangxian applied a little force with her hand, the meaning of which was self-evident.

The little figure in his hand smiled and then gave him a knowing look:

"My Way emerged in response to the prophecy, giving rise to the Azure Mystery Treatise and the Six-Day Talk, controlling all waters, residing in rivers, lakes, and seas, swallowing and spewing thunder, and soaring above the nine heavens..."

"My body ascends into the void, visible only to the Immortal Lord; when my authority manifests, all aquatic creatures and scaled insects in the world submit."

"In the past, I was the ultimate demon, but in a moment of enlightenment, I dispersed all my myriad forms, ruling over a region of the world. Now, seeking only one, I have seen a wisp of ultimate truth!"

Lu Jiangxian raised an eyebrow, suddenly feeling that the little figure in her hand was a bit hot, and murmured, "You are... a dragon."

The little figure in my hand laughed: "That's right, I'm a dragon!"

Lu Jiangxian suddenly felt that the little figure in his hand seemed to have been waiting for him to say this, but he was a little confused and could only ask the question he was most concerned about.

"How did you know I was here? Who else but you knew?"

This matter concerns whether he can continue to hide in the Li family. Although it is impossible to be sure whether this villain will tell the truth, it is necessary to ask him to make a judgment.

"Besides me, there is another who knows, but He dares not come to see you. I entered this Purple Mansion this time also to avoid Him. As for how He knows..."

The man remained silent for a long while before continuing, "I must not speak further, lest I offend Your Excellency."

Chi Buzi, who was holding the other hand, was completely stunned. He had no recollection of how this thing had jumped into his soul.

He could only try his best to use the secret technique to shrink his soul, hoping not to attract the attention of the two of them.

The little man beside him suddenly spoke up, reminding him, "My lord, why don't we throw this Purple Mansion away first? It wouldn't be good if he died here."

Lu Jiangxian was pondering his words when he came to his senses. Listening to the little man's endless explanation of his methods, he thought about it carefully and nodded in agreement.

……

After throwing Chi Buzi's soul out, Lu Jiangxian firmly controlled the little man with both hands, and with one step, she returned to the world of mirrors.

He breathed a sigh of relief. He was the absolute master of this place. Since he could catch this villain with one hand, he would be even less likely to cause any trouble here.

Lu Jiangxian casually tossed it to the ground to suppress it, poured himself a cup of tea made from the essence of the moon, and then pondered for a moment. When he came to his senses again, the little figure that had been waiting quietly on the ground had begun to show signs of dissipating.

This little man seemed to know him quite well. Upon arriving in this new world, Lu Jiangxian stopped beating around the bush and asked frankly, "Who am I?"

The little figure on the ground simply shook its head: "My lord has made many arrangements. If I were to reveal them, I would die instantly. Perhaps even Your Excellency would come to investigate. I must not say more."

As if to confirm his words, the little man on the ground, who had only uttered such ambiguous statements, had most of his body dissipate and cracks appeared all over his body, and he was on the verge of complete collapse.

Lu Jiangxian possessed powerful divine sense and knew at a glance that the collapse was irreversible. He calmed his mind and considered for a long time before finally asking a seemingly nonsensical question a second before the little man was about to dissipate.

Can I trust you?

"Please observe and see for yourself, my lord."

The little man collapsed, leaving only a grayish-white, palm-sized scale on the ground, stained with blood that was rapidly turning into smoke.

Inside the thatched hut, Jiang Shi slowly opened his eyes, blood flowing uncontrollably from his mouth and nose, but before it hit the ground, it turned into smoke and dissipated. This was the price he paid for cutting off a part of his true spirit and pinching it onto his scales.

The risk of this plan is only in the first half. As long as Chi Buzhi's soul is in Lu Jiangxian's hands, the power He bestows will be the greatest guarantee.

After a long while, the blood flowing from his mouth and nose finally stopped. Jiang Shi smiled. Apart from these injuries, he had hardly paid any price this time.

Since it concerns swallowing thunder, Li Qinghong has a talisman seed on him, so he must first contact Lu Jiangxian and communicate in advance before making a move.

Whether those words had any effect or not, Jiang Shi hadn't yet sensed it, but surely something must have been added to his life.

Anyway, it's free, better than nothing. He's a celestial being, he can't be wrong.

As for the reckoning afterward, the path of "True Dragon" is one of death if it fails, so Jiang Shi can't care about that anymore. If he succeeds, this small gain shouldn't cost him his life, but if he dies, the debt will naturally be settled.

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Southern Xinjiang…

"Senior, you have killed all the sword cultivators in Yishan City, yet you have defeated me time and time again without killing them. The people in the city are saying that I am colluding with demons and harming my fellow disciples."

In the dense forest, a man holding a golden bow and with eyes like lightning was drawing his bow and nocking an arrow. He had already activated his pupil technique, scanning the area within several feet around him intently.

A sword aura suddenly flew from the shadows. Golden light flashed in Li Xuanfeng's hand, shattering the sword aura. Its momentum remained undiminished, and it blasted straight into the forest, causing grass and leaves to fly.

"Among the sword cultivators I've killed, some died without uttering a sound, and some knelt and begged me for mercy. You're the first one to actively seek death. What, aren't you afraid of dying?"

The man holding the bow chuckled lightly, his expression calm: "Just death!"

Li Xuanfeng had long been prepared to die. He had never thought of returning alive after coming to this southern border. Dying at the hands of this Foundation Establishment demon was like being refined into a pill. At that moment, he had a rather unrestrained look on his face.

This demon was inferior to him only in terms of weaponry, but it was unknown what kind of immortal foundation he had cultivated. After being hit by one or two arrows, the water flowed around and the injury was healed in an instant.

Although his swordsmanship was not as good as his second uncle's, he had mastered it to a high level after killing so many sword cultivators. Whenever the fight got heated, he would withstand several of his arrows and rush up to fight him in close combat.

He wielded a top-tier Foundation Establishment sword, whereas the sword Li Xuanfeng brought from the city was at most a low-grade Qi Refining sword, which shattered after only two or three strikes.

He wasn't afraid of death, but every time this monster defeated him, he had to heal its injuries. There were many people on the city wall, and seeing him return unscathed every time, they would inevitably gossip, fearing it would bring trouble to his family.

Sure enough, after only a few bow strokes, the demon reappeared with great interest, charging towards him with an ordinary magic sword in hand.

The gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment is like an insurmountable chasm. Li Xuanfeng was only able to injure her with his arrow intent, but in front of this demon's Immortal Foundation, everything seemed futile.

After a fierce battle, Li Xuanfeng had exhausted all his magical power and lost one of his hands. He was only able to stand up by his sword, preventing him from collapsing.

Minghua sheathed his magic sword, looking quite satisfied. He casually summoned a stream of water, which swept up the severed arm not far away and reattached it to Li Xuanfeng.

As the water flowing around him slowly washed away his injuries, Li Xuanfeng sighed. This situation, where he couldn't die even if he wanted to, left him feeling very strange.

He remained silent for a few moments before speaking: "Senior, upon returning to Yishan City this time, I will go into seclusion to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. If I succeed, I will fight you again."

Minghua nodded casually and walked away.

"Senior, is there some connection between you and my family?" Li Xuanfeng's heart pounded. This female demon cultivated swordsmanship. Li Chijing had also trained in the Southern Frontier back then. This female demon never killed him. He thought about it for a long time and could only guess that perhaps the two of them had some connection.

Minghua stopped and glanced at him: "No, I killed all the sword cultivators on the city wall. I heard you come from a family of sword immortals and also have the intent of arrows. I couldn't find anyone else, so I spared your life."

"How did you cultivate your archery skills?"

Li Xuanfeng pondered for a while: "Natural talent goes without saying. One must have clear thinking, or one must also put oneself through hardship. One must be single-minded and achieve one's goal."