Dare Not Show Yourself in Person?
"How did you find me?" Facing this group of fierce riders, Chu Lingyue didn't show surprise but rather a three-point vigilance and seven-point fear. She stood still, not choosing to escape.
She knew that, with her ordinary human strength, she had no chance of escaping the grasp of this elite group.
"Although the world is vast, it's not difficult for the Great Chu Imperial Dynasty to find one person," the leader clad in armor replied in a low voice.
"Is that so…" Chu Lingyue's mouth twitched with bitterness. She looked at the leader and murmured, "What about my mother?"
"Princess, the Empress passed away just fifteen minutes ago," the leader responded.
At that moment, Chu Lingyue's body stiffened, tears glistening in her bright eyes. The Lingzhi Grass she had been tightly clutching slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.
Panshi City.
Thousands of miles away.
Li Xun sat in the Spirit Navigational Boat, holding the ring he received from Myriad Treasures Pavilion. This ring contained all the items he purchased from the shop. Though each individual item wasn't too valuable, the quantity made up for it.
Since his purchase in Myriad Treasures Pavilion, the effects immediately showed. As soon as he left the shop, he had gained five investable people.
Unfortunately, these five investable people didn't bring him much reward. The most valuable among them was a high-quality Yellow Grade cultivation technique, which would only fetch a few medium-grade spirit stones if sold. There wasn't much difference compared to the rewards he received from accepting sect missions.
"Panshi City is indeed a small city, and although there are many cultivators, their overall strength is still too low. Perhaps the system's investments are linked to the cultivators' strength, spiritual luck, and other factors," Li Xun speculated.
He would need to experiment more to draw a conclusion, as he had only invested in the strongest person so far, Liu Sandao, who was only a white investable person and had little reference value.
Closing his hand, he sealed the ring. However, his other ring suddenly vibrated.
"Hmm?" Li Xun was puzzled and used his divine sense to examine it carefully.
The ring was none other than the one Liu Sandao left behind, containing two items—a corpse and a blood-red bead.
At this moment, the blood-red bead began to flicker, enveloping the entire ring in a crimson light, creating an eerie blood-like sea that looked quite mysterious.
"This is strange," Li Xun muttered, unable to figure it out. He wanted to take it back to the sect and exchange it for spirit stones or something else, but he felt an ominous premonition growing stronger. His intuition told him that this thing definitely had another function, such as… tracking!
In this fantasy world, there were countless bizarre things. This particular bead was indeed special and might have been marked by someone else. Perhaps he had been under surveillance the entire journey?
Thinking this, Li Xun moved to throw the bead out of the window but hesitated for a moment before stopping his action.
However, in that last second, he saw a thin and skinny old man in a crimson robe appear in front of him, standing on his path.
"Sure enough, the worst-case scenario has come," Li Xun thought, feeling his mood sink.
He observed the old man's appearance and glanced at the blood-red bead in his hand, feeling a sense of impending doom.
He clenched his fist and the blood bead exploded into powder with a mournful cry. It disappeared completely.
The moment Li Xun crushed the Blood Spirit Bead, the face of the old man, who had stood still, suddenly turned extremely dark. His eyes locked onto the rapidly approaching Spirit Navigational Boat.
"How bold!"
His hoarse voice resounded like thunder, shaking the surrounding void for dozens of miles.
The old man's face was fierce, and an almost substantial killing intent emanated from his body. He had just killed a few towns along the way and only delayed for a little time. He didn't expect that his disciple would be dead!
The person who killed his disciple even crushed the Blood Spirit Bead in front of him. It was nothing less than a provocation.
After all, they crushed the bead not a moment sooner or later, but right in front of him. Wasn't this intentional?
"For the sake of killing my disciple, did the Xuanyang Sect really go to such lengths?" The old man spoke coldly.
He could tell that the flying artifact approaching from afar was a flying treasure, but he couldn't be sure of its specific grade. However, anyone who possessed a flying treasure, even within the Xuanyang Sect, was not an ordinary person.
At the very least, it must be a core disciple, and it might even be an elder of the Xuanyang Sect!
If it were a core disciple, the old man was confident that he could handle the situation, but if it was an elder, he had already prepared for the possibility of escaping for his life.
"Hiding your head but revealing your tail, dare not show yourself in person?" The old man coldly shouted once again.
"Buzz!"
A sharp spear blast shook the void.
Li Xun did not respond verbally. Instead, a sharp, silvery white spear, dazzling with brilliance and killing intent, shot out from the Spirit Navigational Boat, tearing through the sky like a pillar from the heavens and crashing down toward the crimson-robed old man.