68: Black magic hand, heavenly book suppresses

Three hours later.

Everyone returned to Tianqi City.

Zhenxi Marquis Manor.

“Young Master!”

Lihua’s face lit up when she saw Xie Weilou and immediately ran over.

Xie Weilou reached out and gently stroked Lihua’s head: “After I left, did anything happen at the Marquis Manor?”

Lihua said sweetly: “Young Master, nothing special happened here.”

Xie Weilou asked: “Where is Xie Cangxuan?”

If Xie Cangxuan knew about Xie Wushang’s death, it would probably be very interesting.

Lihua whispered: “He went out early this morning and hasn’t returned yet. Oh, and Old Fu also went out to deal with some matters, he’ll probably be back in a day or two.”

Xie Weilou smiled indifferently and walked towards the pavilion: “Go prepare hot water, This Young Master wants to take a bath.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Lihua responded obediently.

Inside the pavilion.

Xie Weilou took a hot bath and changed into a set of black clothes. He looked at himself in the bronze mirror, his handsome appearance seemed a bit devilish.

Black, white, yellow, he could easily pull off any color; this was the advantage of being handsome.

Xie Weilou waved his hand, and a force sealed the pavilion. He took out a withered bone arm from his storage ring.

When he had touched this withered bone arm before, he had felt that it was not simple, and now he could observe it properly.

Buzz!

The Heavenly Book in Xie Weilou’s Dantian vibrated.

The withered bone arm instantly entered his Dantian, and terrifying black auras immediately emerged from it, causing the withered bone arm to transform instantly.

Originally, it was just a withered bone arm, but now it had turned into a jet-black Demon Hand.

The Demon Hand was shrouded in mysterious black runes, faintly covered with strange scales, mysterious demonic energy permeated it, and its nails were sharp and extremely keen.

In the center of the palm, there was a strange bloody eyeball.

“Hm?”

Xie Weilou raised an eyebrow and immediately looked inward at his Dantian.

The Heavenly Book was currently emitting a peculiar power, continuously suppressing this black Demon Hand.

The aura emanating from the Demon Hand was extraordinary, making Xie Weilou feel a strange sense of trepidation.

After a good while.

The Demon Hand completely quieted down; it was still permeated with terrifying demonic energy, but it had been suppressed by the Heavenly Book.

Xie Weilou stared at the Demon Hand in his Dantian. His feeling at this moment was very strange, as if he could control this Demon Hand.

Is this because of the Heavenly Book?

He just had a thought.

The Demon Hand in his Dantian instantly disappeared, merging directly with his left hand. His left hand also radiated terrifying demonic energy, causing the surroundings to twist.

“It really can be controlled…”

Xie Weilou slightly clenched his left hand, a look of surprise in his eyes.

The power of the Demon Hand was terrifying; if he punched now, he could probably easily suppress and kill a Dao Repository Realm expert.

As for the ultimate limit of this Demon Hand, he didn't know yet, but he felt that when he used the Demon Hand, he was ridiculously strong!

This way, he gained a powerful trump card.

“The Heavenly Book is truly miraculous.”

Xie Weilou muttered to himself; being able to control this Demon Hand had a huge connection to the Heavenly Book.

Although he didn't receive a reward from the Winter Hunt Assembly, being able to obtain this Demon Hand was a huge gain.

He just didn't know if there would be any problems with this Demon Hand inside his body in the future.

——————

Not long after.

The list of fatalities from the Winter Hunt Assembly was released, and Xie Wushang, Yan Zhixiao, and others were all on it.

Many people died this time, and each had an extraordinary background. How to appease their families was a matter for the Imperial Family.

Xie Weilou walked out of the pavilion and happened to see Xie Cangxuan approaching with a gloomy face.

Xie Cangxuan’s eyes turned red, his expression sorrowful. He stared intently at Xie Weilou: “Wu Shang was killed. Do you know about this?”

During the Winter Hunt Assembly, how could he not know what Xie Wushang was planning? The other party would definitely make a move against Xie Weilou in Snow Wolf Valley.

But now Xie Weilou was still alive, and Xie Wushang was dead, which made him think more.

Xie Weilou looked at Xie Cangxuan in surprise: “What do you mean? Uncle, you don’t think I killed Xie Wushang, do you? If you just seriously look into what happened in Snow Wolf Valley, you’ll know it has nothing to do with me.”

“Oh? Then tell me what happened.”

Xie Cangxuan said with a sullen face.

“I’m also very curious about what happened. You can go investigate it yourself.”

Xie Weilou’s smile deepened.

“You…”

Xie Cangxuan’s expression froze.

“I need to go to Tianquan Division, Uncle, please make yourself at home.”

Xie Weilou smiled and left.

Crack!

Xie Cangxuan clenched his fist, his eyes filled with sharp killing intent. Regardless of whether this matter was related to Xie Weilou or not, this little beast must die.

An incense stick later.

The Zhenxi Marquis Manor’s scout returned and handed a scroll to Xie Cangxuan, which contained some information about the events in Snow Wolf Valley.

“……”

After Xie Cangxuan finished reading the scroll, his expression was somewhat dejected. Could it be that he had overthought things?

Many people died this time, a total of thirty-nine, and Xie Wushang was just one of them.

According to this information, strange killings occurred within Snow Wolf Valley.

Several Territory Expansion Realm late-stage demon race experts appeared, slaughtering and capturing people in Snow Wolf Valley, and there were also unknown experts who went on a rampage.

Later, even the Bronze Hall appeared, and Dao Repository Realm and Mystic Form Realm experts showed up, which was not a small matter.

In his eyes, Xie Weilou was just a good-for-nothing. How could he be a match for Xie Wushang?

“No matter what, this little beast must die. My son Wu Shang is dead, so he must also die.”

Xie Cangxuan muttered to himself, his eyes bloodshot.

——————

Tianquan Division, Second Hall.

Lin Qinghuang was sipping fragrant tea.

“Qinghuang.”

Xie Weilou’s voice sounded.

Lin Qinghuang slowly put down her teacup and looked at Xie Weilou, who had walked in, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Xie Weilou in a white robe looked like a weak young master, frail and sickly, like a delicate scholar, but after changing into a black robe, he had a hint of devilish charm.

Xie Weilou sat down beside her. He glanced at Lin Qinghuang’s beautiful legs and softly said: “Qinghuang, want a leg rub?”

Lin Qinghuang pulled up her skirt, covering her beautiful legs, and said indifferently: “Rub your own.”

“Mine are too rough, not as smooth, delicate, and fair as yours.”

Xie Weilou shrugged.

“……”

Lin Qinghuang’s face was filled with speechlessness. This guy’s words were all vulgar. What kind of lewd remarks were these?

She seemed to have thought of something.

She then said: “First Hall Deputy Commander Fu Xuanlin is dead.”

Xie Weilou was a bit surprised. He asked in a low voice: “You did it?”

Lin Qinghuang rolled her eyes. What did it have to do with her?

On the contrary, Xie Weilou, this guy, was extremely good at hiding his true abilities. In Snow Wolf Valley, he must have done a lot of things; what she saw at the time was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

She picked up a scroll from the table and handed it to Xie Weilou: “Many people died in Snow Wolf Valley this time. There’s a list here.”

Xie Weilou took it and glanced at it, then tossed the scroll onto the table: “Too many words, too lazy to read.”

“Commander Lin, there’s a big case.”

Just then, Zhang Long walked in quickly.

“Speak.”

Lin Qinghuang looked at Zhang Long.