Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Zhuang Yi was not surprised, after all, since the man was enslaved by his own Sect, such an attitude was quite normal.

Of course, with urgent matters at hand, he dared not waste time here and immediately set off for the House of Prince Gao with Qiao Yushan and others.

Along the way, they saw numerous cultivators from the House of Prince Gao, who were using a large amount of spiritual materials to repair the formation bases.

From the damaged state of these bases one could discern the intensity of the battle that had taken place earlier.

Zhuang Yi who was previously unfamiliar with the Princess Gao, now had a new understanding of her.

“It appears that the Princess Gao is not one to be trifled with!

The ones repairing here are all from the House of Prince Gao, which indicates her caution and vigilance towards the local Yan cultivators.”

Zhuang Yi retracted his gaze, pondering over how to reverse the Xuli Sect’s image in the eyes of the Princess Gao.

Just then, an angry shout suddenly rang out from not too far away.

“Zhuang Yi? You dare to show your face!”

Taken aback, Zhuang Yi rapidly lifted his head, only to see a figure was already charging towards him!

“Yan Qing?!”

The person was none other than Yan Qing of the Huifeng Valley, who had been nearly killed in an ambush led by Lin Boyue not long ago. Luckily, he had managed to escape back into Yanqiao Pass in time. Upon seeing Zhuang Yi of the Xuli Sect, like sworn enemies meeting face-to-face, his eyes reddened with spite.

He attacked out of anger, losing all rationality. Though he did not use any Magic Tools, under the infusion of his Mana, he quickly formed a sword with Mana and slashed down with a single stroke!

Zhuang Yi’s gaze turned cold as he quickly drew on his own Mana to counterattack, but his complexion immediately changed!

“Damn it! Seal Talisman!”

No sooner had his Mana risen than it got trapped at the Foundation Establishment stage by the Seal Talisman in his Dantian, causing his Mana to stagnate in a flash!

“Qiao Yushan! Block it!”

In the face of crisis, Zhuang Yi shouted out loudly.

Qiao Yushan, standing by Zhuang Yi’s side, watched as Yan Qing’s sword swept down. Unbidden, memories of his past humiliation in the Xuli Sect flashed through his mind, and a chilling gleam flickered in his eyes.

Immediate as his response, he purposefully delayed by a beat!

Zhuang Yi, sharp-witted as he was, immediately caught something amiss and his face turned white with rage. “Qiao Yushan, you…”

His words died on his lips.

A sudden stiffening overtook Zhuang Yi’s face!

He couldn’t help but lower his gaze.

Yan Qing’s Mana sword penetrated his chest unhindered, swiftly tearing his body apart.

A faint talisman could be discerned binding tightly around his Golden Core in his Dantian…

“You… why didn’t you dodge?!”

Right in front of Zhuang Yi, a moment of clarity flashed across Yan Qing’s eyes as he exclaimed disbelievingly. Then he finally noticed the anomaly in Zhuang Yi’s aura.

“How could you…”

He immediately withdrew the Mana sword from his hand.

However, Zhuang Yi had only just recovered from serious injuries, and this blow was like the last straw that broke the camel’s back. All around Zhuang Yi, his previously healing sword wounds rapidly reopened, and blood spurted out!

“Brother Zhuang Dao!”

At Zhuang Yi’s side, a fleeting sense of pleasure crossed Qiao Yushan’s face. Immediately, his expression changed and he rushed forward to hold up Zhuang Yi in an attempt to help him.

However, he subtly infused a bit of his Mana into Zhuang Yi’s body, further accelerating the collapse of Zhuang Yi’s body.

Zhuang Yi struggled to lift his hand and pointed at Qiao Yushan, blood quickly seeping out from his nostrils, mouth, and every pore…

“You…you…”

After struggling for a few breaths, Zhuang Yi’s pointing finger suddenly fell limp, his eyes fixed on Qiao Yushan in death.

Qiao Yushan embraced Zhuang Yi’s body.

“Brother Zhuang Dao!”

His wailing echoed all around!

The grief in his voice was as though he were crying…as though he were lamenting…

Taking this opportunity, he wiped out Zhuang Yi’s remaining soul unseen. Then, turning sharply around, his eyes filled with fury, he grabbed a magic sword and charged at Yan Qing who stood nearby in disbelief!

“Yan Qing, you dog! Return my brother’s life to me!”

Yan Qing was still immersed in the shock of his unexpected kill when faced with Qiao Yushan’s rage-filled attack. In an instant, even though Qiao Yushan merely had a Foundation Establishment cultivation base and was only defending with all his might, Yan Qing was forced to retreat step by step.

Nevertheless, the disturbance had eventually attracted the attention of the cultivators of the House of Prince Gao.

Instantly, several Golden Core Masters appeared and intervened, separating Qiao Yushan and Yan Qing.

In front of them were both Golden Core Masters from the local three great Sects of Yan State, along with the fact that a Golden Core Master had just died. The cultivators were unsure of what actions to take, and quickly ushered everyone to a separate courtyard within the Prince’s Mansion.

After they departed.

In the nearby area, a face sank quietly into a well hidden in darkness.

…

A separate courtyard within the House of Prince Gao.

Li Xiangyun lifted her head from the case files.

After dealing with the various issues that had cropped up within the city due to the Incense Fire Dao without a break.

Her previously gentle and refined face couldn’t help but show a hint of fatigue.

However, upon hearing the news of a Golden Core Master’s brutal death within the city, Li Xiangyun set her work aside to pay full attention.

“Xuli Sect…Huifeng Valley…”

Li Xiangyun couldn’t help but rub her temples, and glanced at Yan Qing beneath her.

Among the three local Yan Sects, she still remembered the first one that had expressed their willingness to support her.

Hitting her desk lightly with her fingers, she looked down from her high position, questioning:

“Yan Qing, is there anything you want to say?”

Yan Qing had lost his composure for a moment earlier, but by now, he had come to his senses. Without any hesitation, he firmly denied the allegations, saying:

“To Master, I admit that I had a grudge against the Xuli Sect for trying to kill me. I wanted revenge, that’s true. But could I possibly kill a Golden Core Master with a single sword, even if his Mana was partly sealed?”