Chapter Ninety-Six: The Xu Family

Back at the inn in Luzhou City, Ye Yun took out three storage bags. Wang Heng and Bai Zhan were often involved in coercive dealings, forcibly taking treasures from others, and so their storage bags contained a considerable amount of spirit stones—altogether nearly five thousand lower-grade stones. Guo Chufei, though a member of the Guo clan, was not an important figure, as there were countless foundation-building cultivators among the Guos, and his wealth was less than that of Bai Zhan and Wang Heng. However, the fifty mid-grade spirit stones he had used to purchase the Fire Dragon Talisman were now back in Ye Yun’s possession.

With these gains, Ye Yun now had over ten thousand spirit stones at his disposal, enough to be considered a minor tycoon. Besides spirit stones, the three storage bags held various bottles and jars containing common pills for foundation-building cultivators and some low-level techniques such as Water Cloud Palm, none of which Ye Yun found particularly valuable.

After selling off all the low-level techniques, pills, and magical treasures, Ye Yun acquired several hundred more spirit stones.

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The Xu clan, a first-rate family in the Sacred Dragon Dynasty, ensured that all important disciples had life tokens kept within the clan. Thus, when Xu Shaodong died, his life token instantly shattered into dust.

“The Second Young Master is dead! The location is to the west!...” The cultivator guarding the life tokens paled in shock and hastily went out to report the news to the clan’s senior members.

“Whoever dared kill my son, I will make sure they suffer worse than death!” A burly, authoritative middle-aged man, upon hearing the news, shook his sleeve in fury, and the furnishings in his room were instantly reduced to ashes.

“Find out for me! Check everywhere the Second Young Master has been recently!” he commanded, his voice thunderous.

This man, dressed in purple, was named Xu Jufang, son of the current head of the Xu clan, a figure of high status and power, who had cultivated for one hundred and thirty years and reached the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.

With his level of cultivation, he could easily wipe out a powerful clan and dominate a region.

Moments later, an elderly man hurried in and reported, “The Second Young Master recently took Xu Zhou, Xu Long, and Xu Fa to the Ye clan at the remote northwest border, apparently for the sake of the Miss from the Lu clan.”

Although Xu Shaodong had left secretly, the Xu clan’s intelligence capabilities made it easy to trace his movements.

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“Northwest Ye clan?...” Xu Jufang frowned at the news, his face showing deep contemplation.

The old man who had delivered the report dared not say more and quietly withdrew.

Xu Jufang suddenly rose and strode out of the room, heading straight toward the clan head’s residence.

The current leader of the Xu clan was named Xu Lintian, who had cultivated for over two hundred years and reached the peak of the Golden Core realm. Throughout the Sacred Dragon Dynasty, he was among the top experts at the summit.

“Shaodong is dead?” His hair and beard were all white, yet his eyes were sharp and lively, glinting with an unfathomable brilliance.

Having learned of Xu Shaodong’s death from Xu Jufang, his expression remained utterly unchanged, as if the deceased were a stranger and not his own direct grandson.

“The life token is shattered, and the news came from the west. Shaodong went to the Ye clan at the northwest border; his death must be tied to them!” Xu Jufang declared, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

“I warned Shaodong not to provoke the Ye clan. He acted in secret through Lü Mengqiu—does he really think I, an old man, am ignorant?” Xu Lintian said suddenly, his voice low and cold. He snorted, “I may be old, but I am not senile. Just because the Ye clan appears insignificant in the remote northwest, do not forget that individual is said to be still alive!”

“Can we simply let this go? Shaodong was your grandson, and besides, who can live for over seven hundred years and not die?” Xu Jufang protested, unwilling to accept it.

“You can’t, I can’t, but that doesn’t mean others cannot. Even the emperor of the Sacred Dragon Dynasty would not dare provoke the Ye clan. Do you think our Xu clan can?” Xu Lintian snorted coldly. “Compared to Shaodong’s life, the survival of our Xu clan is far more important. Nevertheless, Shaodong must not die in vain. I can use a secret bloodline technique to lock onto the murderer’s aura. If we capture the killer, it will be vengeance for Shaodong.”

“Furthermore, you must personally travel to Sunset Mountain in the northwest. Our ancestors left clues indicating that there is a remnant of an immortal’s cave there!” Xu Lintian declared abruptly.

“The legend is true?” Xu Jufang asked, stunned. “We have searched Sunset Mountain many times in the past century and found not a single clue.”

“If the ancestors left a warning, there must be a reason. Sunset Mountain is home to a jade flood dragon demon king; no one knows the mountain better than it does. Slay it, search its soul, and see if you can find any clues.”

“Also, exert pressure on the Lu clan to hand over Lu Suxue. Shaodong died for her sake, so she must become our clan’s widow. The Ye clan dares not act, and the insignificant Lu clan is nothing to me!” Xu Lintian’s eyes flashed with icy light. As the Xu clan’s leader, there were few in the Sacred Dragon Dynasty who could make him wary.

One hand holding a relic, the other gripping spiritual essence, Ye Yun had unknowingly spent two days cultivating in the inn’s secluded chamber.

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His Crimson Flame True Qi had grown slightly stronger, yet he was still some distance from breaking through the early Foundation stage.

The auction was over, yet the flow of people in Luzhou City only increased, and the market fair grew even more lively.

Many Golden Core cultivators who had attended the auction now joined the market fair.

Suddenly, Ye Yun found himself missing his parents, far away in Yunshui City. A figure unconsciously appeared in his mind.

“Suxue, I wonder how you are these days?”

Ye Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head. The trials of emotion and desire in the mortal world were rooted in his bond with Lu Suxue, yet he could not tell whether it was right or wrong.

In the world of cultivators, strength is the foundation of all. For a woman like Lu Suxue, without powerful cultivation, how could she be protected?

Ye Yun had no intention of lingering in Luzhou City. He decided to visit the market fair one more time, to see if there were any valuable treasures, and then leave.

He left the inn, paid the spirit stones to check out, and walked along the street toward the market fair.

“Little friend, would you care to join me for a conversation?” Suddenly, a voice transmitted by divine sense reached Ye Yun’s ears.

Ye Yun halted, his eyes wary. He knew no one in Luzhou City; the only three he had interacted with were killed by him two days ago outside the city. What could this sudden invitation mean?

But since the other party had contacted him by divine sense, Ye Yun could not pretend not to hear. He sensed the transmission came from the Cloud Sky Restaurant beside the street.

(Second update, asking for flowers, asking for rewards...)

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