55: Chapter 55 Movements in Qing Shi Town

"There is no other way, we have to try, regardless of whether we can snatch it or not."

"When the time comes, the Longcheng City Lords Mansion will send people to determine the location suitable for the Spirit Child."

"With a Born Spirit Body, as long as we protect it until it reaches the Foundation Establishment Realm, our Sect will have hope for revival. This opportunity cannot be missed."

The Disciple opened his mouth, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Zhou Yuande turned his head, glanced at him, and gave a bitter smile: "Are you trying to ask, with the foundation of our Yunshan Sect, what do we have to compete with the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Qingyun Sect?"

The Disciple lowered his head and said nothing.

"We must compete, even if we can't."

Zhou Yuande withdrew his gaze, a hint of bitterness in his voice.

"It is a pity. The Sect recently suffered innocent disaster and was almost labeled as a Demonic Sect. If it were not for our Sect's connection with the Longcheng City Lords Mansion, and the City Lord coming forward to mediate, the aftermath would have been hard to say."

The Disciple raised his head, a flash of indignation in his eyes: "Elder Zhou, the matter regarding Elder Chen and the others... who exactly is the bastard that did this?"

Zhou Yuande shook his head, but his gaze drifted vaguely toward the direction of the Xuanyi Sect.

One day later.

Inside the Limestone Cave in the Stone Forest.

Wu Li was squatting on the blue stone, closing his eyes to rest. The Blood Eye Pagoda Sutra was slowly circulating in his body, and his Demon Power flowed through his Meridians like silk threads.

The precious pearl at the center of the Formation Plate had accumulated some more spiritual liquid. The pale green liquid swirled slightly within the pearl, emitting a faint Spiritual Qi, which was slowly absorbed by Wu Li.

"Old Ancestor!"

Hei Yu's voice came from outside the Limestone Cave, urgent and excited.

Wu Li opened his eyes, and a flash of light shone in his bean-sized black pupils.

Hei Yu fluttered its wings and flew in, landing below the blue stone. It bowed its head respectfully, but the excitement in its voice could not be suppressed.

"Old Ancestor, there is movement! Those of the Yao Race in the mountains have moved!"

Wu Li became interested: "Oh? They went directly?"

Hei Yu shook its head and said quickly: "They didn't go in their true forms."

"Those great kings seem to have methods; each used Demonic Qi to conceal their figures and descended the mountain in human form."

A flash of surprise passed through Wu Li's eyes.

A Tier 2 Demonic Beast can take human form?

Although it was only using Demonic Qi to conceal their figures and transform into a human shape, not a true transformation, this method was not simple.

The Yao Race's cultivation is inherently more difficult than the Human Race's. The Human Race possesses the Innate Dao body, with unobstructed Meridians, suitable for various kinds of spell cultivation, Talismans, Magical Artifacts, and Formations—their methods are endless.

As for the Yao Race, if they want to have some means, they rely entirely on their Bloodline Legacy.

Some Tier 2 Demonic Beasts, in terms of cultivation, are comparable to human Foundation Establishment Cultivators, but those Foundation Establishment Cultivators have Magic Treasures, Talismans, and spells at their disposal; their methods are dazzlingly numerous.

On the Yao Race's side, without a good Bloodline Legacy, their methods are extremely singular, repeating the same few moves over and over, and they are suppressed to death by human Cultivators.

A Tier 2 Demonic Beast that can take human form, even if it is only using Demonic Qi to conceal itself, its Bloodline is definitely not weak.

"A bit interesting."

Wu Li murmured to himself, light flashing in his bean-sized black pupils, "It seems that this matter of the Spirit Child is even livelier than I imagined."

Hei Yu raised its head and asked cautiously: "Old Ancestor, should we go too?"

"You cannot help much. I will go see for myself."

"Hei Yu, you take the Crow Flock and keep an eye on the Mass Grave for me these two days."

"Yes!"

After these words.

Wu Li stood up from the blue stone, spread his wings, and silently swept toward the outskirts of Taiyue Mountain.

One hour later.

Wu Li slowly folded his wings and landed.

Qingshi Town was not large. Looking down from the sky, it looked like a rag casually thrown at the foot of the mountain.

The lights inside the Formation were bright, and there were more flags of various major immortal Sects.

At this moment.

Wu Li was squatting on an old locust tree outside the town. His Blood Pupil slowly opened, and a scarlet light swept across the entire Qingshi Town.

"Hum~"

After a few breaths.

Wu Li withdrew his Blood Pupil.

He had thought that in a place where these immortal Sects gathered, they would set up some barriers, Formations, or Restrictions, but he did not expect there to be nothing at all.

"A bunch of rabble."

Wu Li sneered in his heart, then condensed his Demon Power completely, and even the luster on his feathers dimmed a bit. At this moment, he looked like an ordinary crow, blending into the night, without even a trace of aura.

He spread his wings and silently glided into the town.

At the town entrance.

Two Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples were leaning against the door pillar, yawning.

One of them looked up at the sky. A crow was flying overhead, its black figure flashing past under the moonlight. He rubbed his eyes and lowered his head again.

"What are you looking at?" another Disciple asked.

"Nothing, seems like a bird passed by."

"What's so good about looking at birds."

The two continued to yawn and never looked up again.

Wu Li flew over their heads and landed on a roof ridge, his bean-sized black pupils scanning the scene inside the town.

The streets were empty, and the occasional Cultivators walking by were in a hurry.

The territories of each Sect were clearly demarcated, and no one paid attention to anyone else.

The Town Overseer Mansion was in the center of the town, pitch black, with only a lamp lit in the study...

Inside the Town Overseer Mansion.

The documents on the desk were piled up like a small mountain. Every single one was a complaint about the chaotic behavior of those Sect Disciples in the town these past few days.

This shop was smashed, that house was occupied, the widow Wang on East Street said someone climbed over the wall into her courtyard, and the little daughter of that family had gone missing...

Town Overseer Zhang Danian sat behind the desk, his round face full of worry. The writing brush in his hand was lifted and put down, put down and lifted, but he could not write a single word.

He, Zhang Danian, had been the Town Overseer for twelve years, serving the people diligently. He had also suppressed a few waves of mountain bandits and thieves, but the people who had come now were none he could afford to offend.

His thirty-some constables did not even dare to touch the flagpole in front of other people's doors. To these immortal Sects, he, the Town Overseer, was frankly just a decoration.

"Father."

A soft call came from the doorway. Zhang Danian looked up and saw a young man walking in with a teacup.

He was in his twenties, with a handsome face, somewhat similar to his own between his brows, wearing a white-washed green shirt. It was his son, Zhang Huaiyuan.

"It is getting late, get some rest."

Zhang Huaiyuan placed the teacup on the desk, looked at the pile of documents, and sighed, "It is useless for you to worry about these things. After it is over, we will report these documents to Long City and let the government office punish these people."

Zhang Danian was silent.

Zhang Huaiyuan paused and said again: "In a few days, Zhi'er will be coming. If she sees you like this, she will be worried to death."

Mentioning Zhi'er, a smile finally appeared on Zhang Danian's face.

That was his son's fiancée, Liu Zhi, a girl from the neighboring Liu Family Town, sensible, gentle, and virtuous. Both he and his wife were extremely satisfied.

In a few days, the Liu family would be sending the bride over, and the wedding date was set for the eighth of next month.

"The town is so unstable recently; logically speaking, Liu Zhi shouldn't be coming."

After Zhang Danian finished speaking, Zhang Huaiyuan also scratched his head.

"I have no choice either. Zhi'er insists on coming; no one can stop her."

Zhang Danian glared at Zhang Huaiyuan upon hearing this.

"Isn't it because of you... Your father knows you have a heart yearning for the immortal Sects... but..."

"Eh..."

Zhang Danian shook his head, "Have you arranged everything for Zhi'er?"