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

Beyond the mountains, there is a great court.

"Baroya! I'll be waiting for you down there!" A piercing scream and curse rang out.

The moment Dai Fumu's head was smashed open by Yuan Chengdun, his brains splattering out.

Before Veroya could catch his breath, a gray-red object flashed from the shadows and pierced his body.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, enduring the excruciating pain that went deep into his bones, and quickly swallowed a pill. When he looked up again, his eyes were bloodshot.

Viroya stared intently at Li Yuanjiao, who was not far away, his voice hoarse.

"Li Yuanjiao, what do you mean by this!"

As the gray water dragon swirled, it blocked a blood-red spell. Li Yuanjiao, wielding a blue-white longsword, cleaved Zhu Xian in two, while Li Wushao, standing nearby, seized the opportunity to engage him in combat.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the blood left from stopping Dai Fumu's escape, making his already fierce appearance even more vivid. Li Yuanjiao said calmly, "Senior, isn't the situation quite clear?"

Yuan Chengdun's expression was somewhat complicated. He quickly put away the [Human Head Mountain], cupped his hands towards the Feroya, and then flew to the side.

Li Xizhi was Yuan Tuan's disciple, and Li Qinghong was currently breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage on his territory. Naturally, he wouldn't risk offending the increasingly powerful Li family for the sake of such a rogue cultivator from the mountains.

However, this matter was indeed dishonorable. After much thought, Yuan Chengdun realized that since he was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, the Li family would at least not force him to take action, so he chose to remain on the sidelines.

Seeing this, Feroya knew perfectly well that the others had already discussed it beforehand. His old face immediately turned venomous, filled with mockery: "You lot... you dare to call yourselves the righteous path, the true masters!"

He pointed his crimson-glowing magic sword at Su Ming and roared hoarsely, "A bunch of scoundrels! What difference is there between you and us Shan Yue, the barbarians you speak of!"

The group fell silent, with only the sound of Li Wushao and Zhu Xian's magical artifacts clashing on the field.

Li Yuanjiao remained calm and didn't say anything. For him, getting blood on his hands for the sake of the clan was never something to be ashamed of.

On the contrary, Yuan Chengdun felt somewhat uncomfortable after being spoken to, and secretly turned his head away.

Su Ming laughed heartily: "What you say, senior... is absolutely right. Whether righteous or demonic, in this world, anyone who doesn't have blood on their hands is long dead!"

As he spoke, a bloody light blazed from Feroya's body. He sneered and charged forward to fight Su Ming: "You little brat are quite interesting. I thought you'd at least try to play the hypocrite and offer some explanations, but you're so frank. I've fallen for someone like you..."

The gray-red flames that suddenly burst from the mouth and nose of the Varian interrupted his words, and Su Ming naturally wouldn't give him the slightest chance.

He only caught a glimpse of an opportunity and struck a few times with his sword. Amidst the flickering flames, he pushed "Wu Congyu" to its limit.

When Viroya fought Fudaimu, he was already seriously injured, and then he was hit by the steel needle that Fudaimu had prepared for a long time. At that moment, he didn't even have a chance to fight desperately.

His whole body was engulfed in flames, and his mind went blank. He could only blindly and haphazardly swing his magic sword.

Taking advantage of the situation, Su Ming slashed him several times with his sword, cutting him into several pieces, and then casually retrieved the storage bag and steel needles.

Then, a flash of light appeared beneath his feet, and he quickly moved away from the corpse of the Ferojaw, whose body was already emitting a bloody light that seemed to be burning.

"Boom!"

The next instant, flesh and blood shattered, and white bones, along with blood and light, flew everywhere. Li Yuanjiao and the others were unharmed because they had protective magic weapons on their sides. On the contrary, Li Wushao, who was not far away, was hit by a bloody light and grimaced in pain.

"Master! Come quickly and help this little demon!"

Seeing that Feroya had died instantly, Zhu Xian roared with bloodshot eyes, blood seeping from his seven orifices, and his whole body was covered in bloody light, as if he had used a desperate method.

With his tail hook removed, Li Wushao, who knew no magic and had no connections, was immediately in a precarious situation and could only shout for help.

With Li Yuanjiao, wielding the Green Ruler, joining the fray, Zhu Xian naturally couldn't cause any trouble. After only a dozen or so rounds, his aura gradually weakened, and with a roar, his head was severed by the Moonlit Sword Arc.

Li Yuanjiao immediately understood when he received the Vira Tooth Sword from Su Ming. He flew to the side, cupped his hands towards Yuan Chengdun, and presented the sword with a sincere expression.

"Senior Yuan, please accept this. This matter is solely my will, Li Yuanjiao's. If retribution ever comes, my descendants will take care of the household after my death. Qinghong is a loyal and devoted person, so I hope you will not hold any grudges against me..."

Seeing that Yuan Chengdun's expression had improved and he had accepted the magic sword, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Su Ming, a smile on his face: "Senior Su, it's the same..."

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After dividing up what Fu Daimu had left behind in the Great Jue Court, the group dispersed. The two people and the demon returned to the lakeside. Li Yuanjiao saw Su Ming deep in thought the whole way and thought he was being paranoid.

Finally unable to hold back any longer, he spoke up: "Senior Su, what Yuanjiao just said... is indeed true. I haven't informed my family about this matter, and I hope..."

Su Ming chuckled lightly, giving Li Yuanjiao a strange look: "I brought this up first, so why would I hold a grudge? I was just thinking about Yuan Chengdun's lineage..."

Li Yuanjiao was relieved, but felt a dull pain in his body: "I need to go into seclusion to heal my injuries. I have discussed the matter of the fire vein with Yuanping and Xijun. Qinghong will go into seclusion, so I will temporarily entrust the lake to you, senior."

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"grown ups!"

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a panic?"

Wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, the girl, who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, casually stuffed the half-eaten monster corpse into her storage bag and frowned.

Yunzhu had been living a very comfortable life for the past few years. After completing her training in the river, she was caught in the great battle between the Southern Frontier and Yishan City.

Fortunately, her siblings were all useless, and by relying on the clan's power and intelligence, she easily secured her position in the rear, without having to fight against human cultivators, while still reaping the benefits.

A golden bow on the city wall terrified the demons. She only needed to send up the bait she wanted, who had no background, and within a day or two, the demon would become her delicacy.

Outside the cave, the little demon smiled and said, "It's good news! A great master from Mount Bifu has summoned us!"

Yunzhu suddenly darted out of the cave, her expression a mixture of confusion and excitement: "Which lord has summoned me?"

The little demon was startled and quickly said, "Yes, it's that Seventh Miss!"

Yunzhu's excitement subsided somewhat. She had thought it was a summons from some young master on the mountain, and she was even considering changing her appearance before going.

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Following the little demon's instructions, Yunzhu rode the wind across several mountains before finally arriving at a grand hall built of blue bricks. After announcing her name, she walked along the passageway, secretly glancing at the decorations carved with mica and coral along the way, her face showing a hint of astonishment.

Demons usually seek out places with abundant spiritual energy, casually opening up caves and leaving without a trace, let alone in the Southern Frontier.

Most of the time, only Purple Mansion demons would build grand halls like humans, and only those who have become Purple Mansions are worthy of having grand halls. This is true even for the noble young masters in the mountain gate.

"Could it be that the Seventh Miss is a demon from the Purple Mansion? But... why is she looking for me?"