237: Information update regarding the Blood of Liyang

After Feng Xixi finished listening, her pretty face was frosty, and her beautiful eyes burned with anger. She suddenly turned to look at the Ouyang Family Head and Baili Family Head, who were being supported by their clansmen, also seriously injured and looking embarrassed.

Her voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice:

"Ouyang Family Head! Baili Family Head! These are the excellent clansmen you've raised! For selfish gain, disregarding the Alliance, stabbing us in the back, and committing such despicable acts!

If Jingyu hadn't turned the tide, we would all be buried here today! How will your two families account for this?"

Her breathing was unstable, aggravating her internal injuries, and her face grew even paler.

The Ouyang Family Head and Baili Family Head were flushed with embarrassment and overwhelmed with shame.

With their clan disciples committing such disgraceful acts, they, as Family Heads, had completely lost face.

The Baili Family Head, being relatively straightforward, was the first to cup his fists and say in a deep voice:

"Shopkeeper Feng, please calm your anger! It is my Baili Family's lax discipline that allowed such a disgrace to emerge, almost causing a great disaster! My Baili Family is willing to give up thirty percent of our gains from this Secret Realm.

This is to compensate Young Friend Lin and all Fellow Daoists, and to apologize to Shopkeeper Feng!"

The Ouyang Family Head also quickly echoed: "My Ouyang Family is also willing to do the same! We will severely punish the implicated clansmen and give everyone an explanation!"

Seeing this, Lin Jingyu spoke at the opportune moment, saying:

"Shopkeeper Feng, Seniors. Although Ouyang Ming and the others made mistakes, when resisting the demonic formation just now, they indeed used their lives as bait to attract the enemy's attention, creating an Opportunity for me to break the formation with one strike.

Their merits and demerits cancel each other out. If not for their desperate struggle, today's rescue might not have been so smooth. In my opinion, it's better to let bygones be bygones regarding previous grievances.

As for the share compensation, as the two Family Heads suggested, let it be used to console the injured and deceased and to jointly deal with subsequent crises. How does that sound?"

His action not only gave the two families a way out but also displayed his magnanimity, and furthermore, tied benefits to subsequent actions, achieving multiple objectives with one move.

Feng Xixi took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing her anger and injuries. Being extremely intelligent, she naturally understood Lin Jingyu's intentions.

With powerful enemies not yet eliminated, it was indeed inappropriate to engage in excessive internal strife. She coldly swept her gaze over Ouyang Ming and the others, finally resting her eyes on the two Family Heads, her voice still icy:

"Since Jingyu is pleading for you... fine! Ouyang Ming, your death penalty can be waived, but you cannot escape punishment for your crimes!

Your actions provoke both gods and men! According to the Alliance agreement, your cultivation should be abolished, and your Divine Soul banished to the Nine Hells! For now, your lives will be spared, to atone for your crimes through meritorious service!

Your two families, each hand over thirty percent of your Secret Realm gains to compensate Jingyu and his affiliated forces. Any objections?"

Ouyang Ming and the others were already scared witless. Hearing this, they felt as if they had received a great pardon and kowtowed like pounding garlic: "Thank you, Shopkeeper Feng, for sparing our lives! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for pleading for us! We accept the punishment! No objections whatsoever!" The two Family Heads also quickly nodded in agreement.

“Thank you, Shopkeeper Feng, for sparing our lives! Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for pleading for us! We accept the punishment! No objections whatsoever!” The two Family Heads also quickly nodded in agreement.

Lin Jingyu's lips curled into a barely perceptible arc. This time, he not only resolved the crisis and saved Feng Xixi and the others.

He also unexpectedly gained huge resource compensation promised by the two great aristocratic families and established his indispensable position in this temporary Alliance, which was indeed very fruitful.

He quickly took out the High-Grade healing Spirit Pills he had refined and distributed them to Feng Xixi, Gu Yue, and others who were most severely injured.

Everyone found a relatively hidden stone cave with weaker Evil Qi to temporarily rest. Feng Xixi, as the main force, was specifically targeted by the demonic cultivators and was most severely injured, with her Origin damaged, requiring quiet recuperation.

Gu Yue, Shui Sheng, Zhao Mang, and others also had huge consumption and were wounded.

Learning that Lin Jingyu's cultivation had not only skyrocketed to the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, but his alchemy attainments had also advanced by leaps and bounds, capable of refining such remarkably effective Spirit Pills.

Everyone looked at him with increasingly complex emotions, a mix of admiration, gratitude, and even a subtle awe due to his strength.

After a night of rest, with the help of Medicinal Pills and Lin Jingyu occasionally assisting in dissolving the medicinal effects with pure spiritual power, Feng Xixi's injuries finally stabilized, and she recovered some Origin Qi.

In the morning, the first faint ray of light had not yet completely dispelled the eternal gloom in the Secret Realm when Lin Jingyu awoke from his deep meditation.

In the crude stone chamber temporarily opened underground, the cold air was still bone-chilling, and the air was filled with a faint scent of blood and Evil Qi, reminding everyone of the perilous place they were in.

He habitually focused his mind and called out the "Intelligence Panel" that others could not see but which had helped him turn the tide several times.

The daily refreshed past or future intelligence was his most important reliance in this crisis-ridden Secret Realm, even surpassing the confidence brought by the Taihao Elixir Canon.

[Future Intelligence Refresh!]

The cold characters appeared like a brand deep in his consciousness, carrying an undeniable certainty.

[At the core of the Yin Secret Realm, dozens of demonic cultivators are working methodically. Their faces are numb, but deep in their eyes is a hint of fanatical anticipation for the future.]

[They are carefully embedding glowing Evil Soul Crystals, as well as a large number of Low Grade, Medium Grade, and even High-Grade Spirit Stones, into specific indentations of a massive altar.]

[Vast energy is greedily absorbed by the altar, and the twisted blood-colored runes on its surface slowly wriggle like living things, emitting heart-palpitating fluctuations.]

[Li Xueyang stands with his hands behind his back at the edge of the altar, his dark purple Coiling Dragon Demonic Robe gently swaying in the 陰風. A faint, cold smile plays on his lips as his gaze sweeps over the busy demonic cultivators below.]

[His voice carries a bewitching demonic power, clearly spreading throughout the core area: "Work hard! Once this matter is concluded, this True Disciple will personally report to the Elder Council and request merits for all of you! By then, everyone can be promoted to Inner Sect Disciple and be taught the Saint Sect's supreme grand method!"]

[Upon hearing this, the demonic cultivators below were greatly invigorated, their movements becoming even more diligent, as if they saw a bright future. However, they could not see the undisguised cruelty and disdain in Li Xueyang's eyes.]

[He sneered inwardly: "A bunch of stupid blood food, just waste utilization! Once the altar is completely activated, it will be time for you to dedicate yourselves to the sacred Dao, using your flesh, blood, and souls to add bricks and tiles to my supreme Dao foundation!"]

["To become the cornerstone of this True Disciple's perfect Dao foundation is your 'honor' cultivated over several lifetimes!"]

[Then, his figure flickered, appearing on a platform at the very top of the altar, where he sat cross-legged. In his hand, a dark red Jade Slip, ancient in color and somewhat broken at the edges, quietly appeared.]

[His Divine Sense sank into it, and a dusty ancient secret flowed through his mind: "By chance, I infiltrated the depths of the Sect's Forbidden Ground, 'Magic Scroll Mountain,' and unexpectedly fell into a forgotten Ancient Cave Mansion.]

[Upon obtaining this Jade Slip, I finally learned the secret of this 'Yintian Secret Realm.' This was a cultivation grotto-heaven opened by an ancient mighty figure known as 'Venerable Yintian' with his supreme magical power. Although tens of thousands of years have passed.]

[It has long been dilapidated, and its spiritual energy is almost exhausted, but the fragments of its most fundamental Heaven and Earth rules, especially that mighty figure's insights into the Dao of 'Yin,' 'Death,' and 'Silence,' still remain..."]