The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

The praises rose and fell, propelling Zhou Tianci's reputation to its peak overnight.

The higher you praise something, the harder it will fall!

The other nine princes could not possibly remain seated upon witnessing this scene.

As the first rays of sunlight shone down in the morning, Qin Changye sat cross-legged in his room, the red energy of the first level of the Burial Immortal Tower within his body quietly nourishing him.

Qin Changye's cultivation level advanced once again, reaching the fourth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Following this trend, it won't be long before his cultivation reaches the King Martial Realm, allowing him to unlock the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

The first level rewarded a Pure Yang Immortal Body; I wonder what kind of heaven-defying physique the second level will reward?

What color will the second layer of Immortal Burial Soil be? What kind of heaven-defying effects will it have?

Qin Changye was filled with anticipation.

"Judging by the time, Zhao Qingcheng should be returning home soon, right?"

Qin Changye was equally looking forward to Zhao Qingcheng's Lone Phoenix Body and the phoenix-shaped heavenly lightning that would be summoned on their wedding day.

Once fully refined, one's cultivation level will inevitably surge, bringing them one step closer to the King Martial Realm.

However, Zhao Qingcheng hadn't arrived yet, but a chubby boy had.

This chubby boy was none other than Xiao Pang, the second disciple of the Ninth Elder of the First Saint Sect.

Stepping into the imperial city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, his mind was still filled with the Ninth Elder's forced smile. In his spatial ring was the priceless Blood Grass, which was prepared as pig feed for Li Jingtian.

"I had to run across most of the Great Wilderness to pick up a piglet that was about to need a blood transfusion. My legs were almost broken from running."

Xiao Pang couldn't help but complain, but he couldn't disobey his master's orders. He quickened his pace, wanting to bring Li Jingtian back as soon as possible and show his master his decisive and efficient work ability.

After entering the imperial city, he went straight to Prince Li's residence.

In just one day, Li Changhai seemed to have aged ten years. The once spirited prince of the royal mansion seemed to have all his energy drained away. His eyes were sunken, his temples were gray, and he sat in the armchair in a daze.

After Li Jingtian's death, he immediately sought out the Sixth Prince, who had been secretly supporting him, hoping that the Sixth Prince could help him avenge his death.

However, after expressing his grief, the Sixth Prince told him to wait a little longer, until Zhao Qingcheng returned to the capital in triumph, and Qin Changye would die on his own.

But how could he wait?

He only wanted to eat Qin Changye's flesh and drink Qin Changye's blood raw right now.

All around, many of the high-ranking officials of the Li Prince's Mansion also wore sorrowful expressions.

Li Jingchen died, Li Changhong and Li Changhe died, and that's still acceptable.

However, Li Jingtian had consumed a huge amount of resources from the Li Prince's Mansion since childhood, and was very likely to lead the Li Prince's Mansion to great heights in the future. Now that he is dead, they simply cannot accept it.

The saddest thing in life is not that there is never any hope, but that you are given hope first, and then your hope is completely crushed, leaving you in despair!

"What's wrong? Everyone looks so pale. Did someone in your family die?"

Xiao Pang strode into the Li Wang Mansion. Seeing everyone's expressions, he couldn't help but straighten his face. Then, he raised his chin and introduced himself arrogantly: "I am Xiao Pang, the second disciple of the Ninth Elder of the Chu Sheng Sect. I've come to see Junior Brother Li Jingtian."

One sentence instantly brightened the eyes of the group of people whose faces were full of sorrow.

Snapped!

Li Changhai's right hand trembled suddenly, and the teacup he had just picked up shattered into pieces.

Someone's here!

The First Saint Sect has finally sent someone!

The next moment, a near-mad light burst forth from Li Changhai's previously lifeless eyes: "Nephew Xiao Pang, the results of my son Jing Tian's bloodline test are in?"

"Not only did he come out, but the result also satisfied my master. This time, he asked me to take him back and accept him as a disciple."

Xiao Pang said this on the surface, but in his heart he sneered. A piglet, just waiting to be taken back and bled dry.

Then, Xiao Pang urged impatiently, "Where is Junior Brother Li now? Hurry up and bring him out so we can go back to the First Saint Sect to become disciples."

Li Changhai's eyes dimmed again, his voice filled with unconcealed grief: "My son Jingtian... he's dead!"

Xiao Pang's face also darkened instantly.

Is Li Jingtian dead?

The piglet whose blood was a 90% match with Master's youngest son is dead?

He couldn't help but shudder. He remembered how, when he came, he had patted his chest and confidently assured his master that if Li Jingtian lost even a single hair, he would break three of his legs...

Snapped!

Xiao Pang slapped himself hard across the face, cursing himself for making trouble for no reason and for having such a stupid mouth.

His master has no redeeming qualities, except that he keeps his word. If he were to return, in a fit of rage, he might actually break all three of his legs!

"Where is Junior Brother Li's body?"

Xiao Pang continued to ask, thinking that he should hurry up and take Li's body back. Although the blood in his body was no longer fresh, it was still usable. He could consider it a case of better late than never.

However, upon hearing Xiao Pang's question, a deep-seated hatred instantly ignited in Li Changhai's cloudy eyes: "That bastard Qin Changye not only killed my son Jingtian, but also took his body."

Xiao Pang's heart sank completely.

The living are gone!

The body is gone too!

How is he supposed to explain this to his superiors?

Are the three legs absolutely necessary to be broken?

"Is your son Li Jingtian an idiot? Before he was killed by that Qin Changye, didn't he tell that Qin Changye that he might be going to become a disciple of the Chu Sheng Sect?"

Xiao Pang was very determined. As the First Holy Sect, which stood above all dynasties, the title of the First Holy Sect was still very effective.

Even the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty had to give him face.

"I did!" Li Changhai grew even more indignant. "But that Qin Changye was too arrogant. He didn't give the Chusheng Sect any face at all. He even said..."

After a moment's thought, Li Changhai added fuel to the fire, saying, "He even said that the mere Initial Saint Sect was nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs in front of him, and if they dared to pursue the matter, he wouldn't mind annihilating them with one hand."

Snapped!

No sooner had Li Changhai finished speaking than Xiao Pang slapped him hard across the face: "Do you think I'm stupid? Even the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty would never dare to utter such arrogant words!"

He could tell at a glance that Xiao Pang was deliberately trying to sow discord.

However, it is likely true that Qin Changye killed Li Jingtian.

"That's enough. Junior Brother Li is dead. I have no interest in right or wrong, and I'm too lazy to investigate the details. I'm going to find Qin Changye, who killed Junior Brother Li, and bring his head to Master to report back."

How dare a mere prince of a small dynasty and a small royal family kill someone that the Chu Sheng Sect has their eye on?

Still seething with anger, Xiao Pang's murderous gaze suddenly turned to Li Changhai: "Where is the Qin Prince's residence? Give me directions!"