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

"And... witchcraft?"

"Yes, that person was originally a cultivator from Mount Wu. Later, when the peak Purple Mansion True Person Qiu Jin perished, his disciples and grand-disciples divided the land and scattered."

Inside the small pavilion, Li Yuanjiao fiddled with two spirit stones, only speaking occasionally to explain, without offering any advice.

"This…"

Seeing the hesitation on Su Ming's face, Feralas quickly spoke up, "I wonder what this fellow Daoist... needs?"

"I guarantee that my senior brother is in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and will definitely have a lot of good stuff on him, which will surely satisfy you, fellow Daoist."

He came to the lake today to inquire about Fu Dai's background and to urge Li Yuanjiao to take action quickly.

Unexpectedly, they discovered that there was a fire cultivator in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. After inquiring carefully, they learned that this person was just a rogue cultivator who was cultivating here.

Immediately, a plan came to mind. He hurriedly asked Li Yuanjiao to act as a go-between, just to ensure that the plan to kill his senior brother would be foolproof.

Who would have thought that with the rampage of demonic cultivators, this rogue cultivator was making a fortune. The price he offered was completely beneath his notice, and upon hearing that it was a lineage of witchcraft, people were already about to refuse him.

Feroya then spoke up, with a tone of admonition: "Fellow Daoist, think about it carefully. This demonic calamity has clearly subsided, and all the great demons have been wiped out. It will be difficult for it to recur in the future."

"Well... even a mosquito's leg is still meat. Although the adults only serve us as errand runners, over such a long time, they must have accumulated some spiritual resources, right? My senior brother has been in the late Foundation Establishment stage for so many years..."

Seeing the sincerity in Vira's expression, Su Ming cleared his throat: "Then... I wonder if you... have any spirit fire?"

Viroya nearly choked on his breath. He looked closely at Su Ming and realized he wasn't joking. His face turned pale and then red. He sighed, "Fellow Daoist, please don't tease me. This shouldn't require using spiritual fire..."

Su Ming looked somewhat embarrassed, rubbing his hands together: "But... I have no grudge against your senior brother, it wouldn't be good to ruin his path for no reason..."

"That damned rogue cultivator, how greedy!"

Feroya cursed inwardly, but his face showed extreme hesitation. Finally, he sighed and gritted his teeth, saying, "At most... I'll give you another twenty spirit stones! Any more, and I'll consider it an intrusion!"

"Deal!" Su Ming smiled and immediately agreed.

"You..." Viroya gasped for breath, not wanting to say anything offensive. He simply cupped his hands in greeting and gritted his teeth, saying, "I hope you'll lend me your strength then!"

Then, with a livid face, he flicked his sleeves and rode away.

Inside the pavilion, Li Yuanjiao hesitated slightly, "Senior, if you want to raise the price, there's no need to go this far..."

Su Ming waved his hand: "He did it both for his senior brother's territory and because he was afraid his senior brother would come knocking on his door at any time, so he decided to strike first."

"His demeanor just now was nothing but an act, trying to make me regret my actions and unconsciously try to gauge his attitude so I would contribute more during the battle. That old fox."

He took a sip of tea and scoffed, "If we're really talking about the price, he could add another fifteen spirit stones!"

Having broken through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, Su Ming's "Wu Cong Yu" has become increasingly powerful. Just now, when Fei Luo Ya was sitting in the pavilion without any defenses, the lust in his heart was too obvious in Su Ming's eyes.

With just a slight movement, Su Ming grasped the direction of the conversation without the Feralas noticing.

He then glanced at Li Yuanjiao, discerning his thoughts, and casually asked, "Does Fellow Daoist also intend to take this opportunity to eliminate that Fellow Daoist?"

Li Yuanjiao's expression froze for a moment. He quickly glanced in the direction where Fei Luoya had left, lowered his voice, and did not deny it: "Senior... are you confident? He also has a Foundation Establishment stage helper."

"If you can persuade that Fellow Daoist Yuan, and with the help of the grand formation, you can strike unexpectedly and you'll have a 100% chance of winning."

Su Ming joked, "I think Kong Tingyun has a thing for you. If you can persuade her, everything will be perfect!"

Li Yuanjiao was startled and quickly said, "Senior, please don't tease me. Fellow Daoist Kong comes from a noble family and has supernatural powers. Be careful that they don't overhear!"

"My supernatural powers aren't as amazing as you think, and I'm just telling the truth..." Su Ming smacked his lips, then added:

"I think Xi Jun is quite good-looking. He's handsome and will eventually reach the Foundation Establishment stage. It's just that his seniority is a bit different, but we cultivators don't care about such things. Why don't we let him marry into the family..."

Li Yuanjiao smiled sullenly and did not answer. He felt that Su Ming seemed to be talking nonsense more and more in the days since he came out of seclusion.

He had originally planned to find a promising disciple among the younger generation who had not yet obtained a talisman seed, and see if he could become a disciple of Su Ming.

It could be considered as deepening the friendship between the two parties, but now it seems that it still needs to be carefully considered.

…………

A few days later, the mountain overtook the Yue court.

A burst of sorcery and magical light erupted, and as agreed beforehand, Viroya successfully lured Daifumu and the other man into the formation.

Su Ming did his best to remain hidden and watched as the figure wielding two swords pressed down on Li Wushao and the other two, preventing them from raising their heads. Suddenly, he saw an opportunity.

He had been holding back a gray-red steel needle in his hand for a long time, and suddenly shot it out, flashing through the air.

As Zhe Le was wielding his twin swords with unrestrained abandon, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of light out of the corner of his eye. Before he could react, a sharp, excruciating pain shot through his chest.

"Ah~"

He suddenly screamed in agony, barely dodging two beams of light. Just as he was about to create some distance, a firebird was already upon him, pecking into his body.

Three burning corpses fell, turning to ashes before any extraordinary phenomena could unfold. A newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivator perished in an instant.

"What?"

Regardless of everyone's reaction, Froya's old face was beaming with joy. He never expected Su Ming to have such strength; no wonder he dared to be so greedy.

In the brief moment that Daifumu was stunned by the sudden death of Zhele, Feiluoya swung his red-glowing magic sword down without hesitation, severing half of his ear.

Su Ming, having achieved a great victory with his first strike, did not hesitate to disappear back into the shadows, only to retrieve the steel needle magic weapon. He continued to gather his strength, while secretly activating "Wu Cong Yu" to interfere with the lust in Viroya's heart, causing him to act rashly and get injured.

Yuan Chengdun has been persuaded by Li Yuanjiao, but he will not take the initiative to make a move and will only watch from the sidelines.

He will need to fight Feroya, who is also in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, later. He just killed Zheledai with a single blow, so even if he doesn't make another move, Feroya won't be able to find any fault with him.

Having witnessed his junior brother's death, Dai Fumu knew he would likely face the same fate today. His body radiated bloodlust, and he unleashed a barrage of witchcraft and magic upon Viroya.

The "Ren Shou Shan" in mid-air was also shrouded in black and red mist, forcing Yuan Chengdun to dodge and weave.

For a time, one person alone suppressed two mid-Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.