281: Chapter 281 Where is the other party's fake Dan grandfather?!

Ye Changge shook his head with some regret, then quickly cast the thought aside.

A man's heart is never satisfied, like a snake trying to swallow an elephant.

Being able to obtain these was already a stroke of immense good fortune.

He closed his eyes and regulated his breathing for a moment, then turned his thoughts to another matter—

Pursuit.

He had killed that young Sword Cultivator; the other party's elders would certainly not let the matter rest.

Although he was certain that the other party's tracking methods couldn't find him—after all, he had cleaned the battlefield thoroughly, leaving not even a single drop of blood behind.

But the methods in the Cultivation World were strange and varied; no one could say for sure.

What if the other party had some special tracking Secret Art?

What if they could find the murderer through a mysterious karmic connection?

Ye Changge wasn't afraid, but he didn't want to involve his Family.

Therefore, he chose to stay away for a few days; if someone really came after him, he would lead the danger away so it wouldn't affect his wives, concubines, and children.

"However..."

Ye Changge opened his eyes, a glint of coldness flashing within them.

"If that False Core True Person really dares to come, I might not necessarily be afraid of him."

He was now at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and with the strength of a Quasi-Third Rank Body Cultivator, his combat power far exceeded that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Not to mention the Spiritual Artifact Talisman Array, the "Myriad Talismans Heavenly Stems Strategy"; once set up, even a False Core True Person would lose a layer of skin upon arrival.

If he revealed all his trump cards—

That Fourth-Tier True Spirit Willow Tree would be enough to make any Cultivator below the Core Formation Stage despair.

Of course, that was his final trump card, not to be used unless absolutely necessary.

After all, once exposed, the trouble it brought might be even greater than a False Core True Person.

"I hope that old thing knows what's good for him and doesn't come looking for death."

Ye Changge muttered to himself, then closed his eyes and began to circulate his power to regulate his breathing.

The cave fell into silence, with only faint fluctuations of spiritual power slowly circulating in the air.

Meanwhile.

Lingxiao Sect, Inner Sect.

A streak of light flashed across the sky, landing steadily on a mountain peak deep within the Inner Sect.

Outer Sect Elder Meng Tiande emerged from the light, his expression as gloomy as water.

He didn't return to his own Immortal Cave but walked straight toward the core area of the Sect.

He decided to report the matter to the Sect.

Although he didn't want too many people to know about his grandson's murder—it was a Family disgrace, after all—there were currently no clues about the killer, and he couldn't investigate it all by himself.

He could only rely on the power of the Sect.

Moreover, the incident of demonic Cultivators infiltrating the Zhao State had just subsided, and the Sect was in a state of high alert, paying much more attention to various abnormal events than usual.

Reporting it now might even result in more resource support.

Ye Changge had also been waiting outside for quite a few days.

One day, two days, three days...

In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

In the temporarily carved-out cave, Ye Changge sat cross-legged, spiritual power flowing around him, his aura as steady as a mountain.

During these seven days, he had not been idle.

While practicing the Yin Yang Creation Art to stabilize his seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivation, he also sorted through the Magical Artifacts and Medicinal Pills seized from the young Sword Cultivator.

What pleased him even more was that he had repeatedly explored and pondered that core-condensing spiritual object with his Divine Sense, faintly touching upon some heavenly principle contained within, which deepened his comprehension of the Core Formation Realm.

"It's been seven days..."

Ye Changge woke from his cultivation, opened his eyes, and swept his Divine Sense outside the cave.

Within a radius of several miles, all was calm.

There were no tracking lights, no searching auras, and no abnormalities whatsoever.

"That False Core grandfather... didn't come?"

Ye Changge's brow twitched slightly as he speculated inwardly.

He carefully recalled the situation of that day—

The young Sword Cultivator had been beheaded by him with a single sword strike, and his body was completely devoured by the Kunpeng Refining Art, leaving not even a drop of blood.

The Storage Pouch had been taken by him, and all items that could possibly leave clues were thoroughly cleared.

Even if the other party had tracking methods, they would have nowhere to start.

"Maybe that kid didn't have a False Core grandfather at all and was just saying it casually."

The more Ye Changge thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

In the Cultivation World, there were plenty of Cultivators who would bring up their elders to scare people at every turn.

Although that young Sword Cultivator was an Inner Sect Disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, there were many Inner Sect Disciples, and not everyone necessarily had a backer at the Core Formation Stage.

Besides—

"Even if there really is a False Core grandfather, seeing that I killed him in three moves, he should weigh the consequences."

A flash of confidence crossed Ye Changge's eyes.

His actions that day had been clean and decisive, with no hesitation.

With the power of the talisman treasure combined with the Myriad Talismans Heavenly Stems Strategy, plus his formidable Physical Body as a Quasi-Third Rank Body Cultivator, killing a seventh-level Foundation Establishment Cultivator within three moves—

This level of combat power was enough to make any Pseudo-Core Cultivator feel wary.

To be able to kill a Cultivator of the same level at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment, and in only three moves...

Who knew if he still had hidden trump cards?

While Pseudo-Core Cultivators were certainly powerful, they also came up step by step from the Foundation Establishment Stage and knew well that there was no shortage of those who pretend to be a pig to eat the tiger among Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

If one were to kick a steel plate, it wasn't without precedent for a Pseudo-Core Cultivator to fall.

"Regardless of the situation..."

Ye Changge stood up, stretched, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"It's always a good thing when no one comes looking for trouble."

Although he didn't fear Pseudo-Core Cultivators, it was better to have one less thing to worry about.

When one could steadily Cultivate, manage a Family, and accompany wives, concubines, and children, who would want to be on guard against being hunted down all day?

He glanced at the Formations and Talismans arranged in the cave—

The third-rank Talisman Array "Ten Thousand Woods Spring Radiance Formation", the second-rank High Grade defensive Talisman Array "Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Formation", and dozens of attack, defense, and trapping Talismans...

During these seven days, he had set up all these methods, just waiting for that False Core True Person to come to the door.

If the other party really dared to come, he would show them what "a Foundation Establishment Cultivator's trump cards" meant.

"A pity they won't be needed."

Ye Changge shook his head and waved his hand.

The Formation Plates, Formation Flags, and Talismans arranged in the cave flew up one after another and were taken back into his Storage Pouch one by one.

His movements were smooth and fluid, all done in one go.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the cave returned to its original state—empty, with nothing left.

Ye Changge took a final look at the cave, making sure nothing was left behind, before turning and walking out.

The mountain breeze brushed his face, and the sunlight was just right.

He took a deep breath, feeling the abundant Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth, and his mood was exceptionally pleasant.

"It's time to go home."

The corners of Ye Changge's mouth curled slightly as his thoughts moved.

Accompanied by a clear, cloud-piercing cry, a massive golden figure dived down from a distant mountain peak. Its wingspan was over ten zhang wide, and its golden feathers shimmered in the sunlight; it was none other than the Wuji Heavenly Eagle, Xiao Jin.

Compared to a year ago, Xiao Jin's size had nearly doubled, and its aura had become increasingly profound, surprisingly approaching the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

Obviously, the Yao Beast flesh and Cultivator "essence" that Ye Changge had been feeding it from time to time during this period were great supplements for it.

"Good fellow, you're getting more and more majestic."

Ye Changge smiled and stroked Xiao Jin's lowered head.