Chapter 100: Help Me Do the Work

Li Muxian was pondering this when Li Yuanling circled him, inspecting him closely, her face filled with surprise.

“Is it already over? Why do you seem completely unchanged?”

Hearing this, Li Muxian snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at her, speaking softly.

“My dear adopted sister, are you disappointed because you didn’t see me transform into the Lord of Fuzhou City?”

“Huh?”

Li Yuanling blinked in slight bewilderment, her dark, clear eyes shifting, then said:

“How could you think so poorly of me?”

Saying this, she rolled up her green gauze sleeve and pointed to her snow-white arm exposed beneath it.

“I’m just curious because I didn’t see you grow a ‘Qilin Arm’ or witness any ‘Qilin Blood’ surge—nothing more.”

Then she blinked her eyes and added:

“Could it be… that the Qilin Blood is fake?”

Li Muxian raised an eyebrow and waved his hand.

“It’s real enough—but there was so little of it, I hadn’t even tasted its flavor before it was gone!”

At this, Li Yuanling rubbed her chin skeptically.

The Lord of Fuzhou City nearly died swallowing Qilin Blood, yet her adopted brother claimed it had no flavor at all.

She couldn’t shake the feeling he was showing off his martial prowess.

Though she couldn’t yet find the right word to describe it, he undeniably had an air that begged to be punched.

Just then, Li Muxian suddenly wore a smile as warm as spring breeze, patted her shoulder, and praised her generously:

“My dear adopted sister, you brought me to Fuzhou City and found the Qilin Blood—this has helped me greatly.”

Seeing this, Li Yuanling’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she asked:

“If I’ve earned credit, then what reward do you have for me?”

But Li Muxian slowly shook his head.

“Not exactly—I just want to ask: do you know of any other places where Qilin Blood might be found? Could you take me there too?”

Li Yuanling: …

…

Seeing her adopted sister fall silent, Li Muxian knew she was done.

He thought for a moment, then turned his gaze toward Han Meiyan, who stood motionless in the distance.

The next instant, his figure flickered, and he appeared before Han Meiyan in an instant.

Sensing Li Muxian’s arrival, Han Meiyan—who had been pretending to be a statue—trembled slightly.

“Miss, what is your name? Which demonic sect do you belong to?”

Li Muxian regarded her calmly, his tone gentle as he spoke.

Hearing this, Han Meiyan took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Li Muxian, revealing her alluring figure, and replied softly:

“I am Han Meiyan, from the Six Desires Demon Sect.”

“I know I offended you just now, so no matter how you choose to punish me, I will accept it without complaint.”

Li Muxian frowned slightly, as if recalling something, and asked:

“Back at the Polar Pavilion, someone used the Six Desires Demon Sect’s ‘Demon Heart Seed’ against me—was that you?”

Han Meiyan’s spirit trembled slightly, but she quickly shook her head.

“This has nothing to do with me—it was done by this person on his own initiative.”

As she spoke, she gazed toward a human-shaped crater in the distant rock wall.

Li Muxian turned his head slightly, then let out a soft “Huh?”

“Interesting—he’s still alive?”

Han Meiyan glanced cautiously at Li Muxian and explained:

“My lord, you may not know, but this man has a unique constitution and cultivates the Immortal Blood Holy Art—ordinary injuries cannot easily…”

But before she could finish, a low explosion erupted from the human-shaped crater in the distance.

Han Meiyan instinctively looked up and saw a terrifying surge of heavenly energy dissipating from Zhang He’s location; his entire body, once buried in the crater, had turned into a slow-drifting mist of blood.

“Now he’s definitely dead.”

Li Muxian turned back to Han Meiyan, whose face had turned deathly pale, and waved his hand.

“There’s an old saying in Da Li: ‘He who knows the times is a hero.’ You strike me as a clever girl—you understand what I mean, don’t you?”

Hearing this, Han Meiyan lightly bit her fiery red lips, without hesitation, bowed gracefully:

“As long as you don’t harm me, whatever you ask of me, I will do my utmost to fulfill.”

Li Muxian’s gaze swept over her full, slender figure, then slowly nodded.

“Then tell me—how did you learn that Fuzhou City hid Qilin Blood? And do you know of any other locations where it might be found?”

Han Meiyan bit her lip, raised her eyes to glance at Li Muxian, and saw his gaze fixed on her—but with no trace of lewdness.

She slowly lowered her head, staring at her own snow-white, exposed chest she could no longer see the tips of her toes beneath, and frowned slightly, a strange sense of insecurity rising within her.

But soon, she gathered her thoughts, thought for a moment, then revealed everything she knew about the Qilin Blood.

In truth, all of Han Meiyan’s knowledge of Qilin Blood came from a secret sect in the martial world called the Qilin Holy Sect.

Whenever Qilin Blood appeared in the world, the Qilin Holy Sect would emerge, traveling the lands and spreading rumors and clues about Qilin Blood.

Yet the sect’s members never participated in the struggle for the Qilin Blood—they merely tracked its traces, offering information to martial artists and showing no desire whatsoever for the blood itself.

Some even whispered in the martial world that Qilin Blood originally came from the Qilin Holy Sect—that the sect deliberately released it into the world.

After hearing Han Meiyan’s answer, Li Muxian frowned in thought and said:

“So if I find someone from the Qilin Holy Sect, I can track down Qilin Blood scattered across the martial world?”

Han Meiyan nodded slightly.

“Exactly. I only learned about the Qilin Blood in Fuzhou City because I happened to meet a disciple of the Qilin Holy Sect on my way to the Da Li capital.”

She looked deeply at Li Muxian and added:

“Also, my lord may not know—Fuzhou City is backed by the Fourth Imperial Prince, a hidden power he has cultivated secretly for years. I once had dealings with Fuzhou City, so I investigated it thoroughly and accidentally discovered this.”

“The Fourth Imperial Prince?”

Hearing this, Li Muxian raised an eyebrow.

He had some knowledge of the Fourth Imperial Prince of Da Li.

He had once allied with the fake Seventh Imperial Prince in the Heavenly Prison, and together they had stood against the First and Second Imperial Princes.

But since the fake Seventh Imperial Prince’s exposure, the Fourth Imperial Prince has vanished from sight for some time.

(End of Chapter)