Chapter 101: Subjugation

Li Muxian shook his head; he didn’t care about Fuzhou City’s ties to the Eighth Imperial Prince.

What he cared about now was still the Qilin blood.

But to say he was desperately eager to obtain it was not true.

After all, the enhancement Qilin blood brought him was negligible, and the amount circulating in the martial world was minuscule.

Seeking martial transcendence through it was like trying to quench a fire with a cup of water—completely useless.

Thus, Li Muxian’s current thought was to cut straight to the point.

Finding Qilin blood was secondary; he wanted now to locate the legendary divine beast, the Fire Qilin—that was the only thing truly useful to him.

At this moment, Han Meiyan carefully observed Li Muxian for a while, seeing he showed no further interest in the Eighth Imperial Prince, and her mind stirred:

“Young Master, are you interested in Qilin blood? This humble maiden can readily seek it out for you across the martial world.”

Hearing this, Li Muxian glanced at her and nodded slightly:

“You may indeed be useful to me, but forget the Qilin blood—I have little interest.”

As he spoke, Li Muxian stroked his chin and continued:

“You mentioned you once encountered a disciple of the Qilin Holy Sect—go find out everything about them, and meanwhile, locate the divine beast, the Fire Qilin.”

At these words, Han Meiyan visibly froze.

Find the divine beast, the Fire Qilin?

No one in the past three thousand years had ever found it—how could she?

Yet she dared not voice her thoughts; instead, she quickly bowed her head:

“This humble maiden is lowly and weak, with limited ability, but if Young Master gives this order, I shall spare no effort to fulfill it.”

Hearing this, Li Muxian’s face showed a hint of satisfaction.

Whether she could find the Fire Qilin was another matter, but her attitude was worthy of approval.

Thinking this, Li Muxian flicked his finger, and a talismanic light quietly entered Han Meiyan’s body.

Seeing this, Han Meiyan’s expression changed drastically.

She immediately activated her martial qi, scanning her meridians, and discovered a powerful, dormant energy lurking within them.

Instantly, Han Meiyan looked up at Li Muxian in horror:

“Young Master, what is this…?”

Li Muxian remained calm and waved his hand:

“You’re from the demonic path—I must leave some restraints. After all, if you ran off, I’d be too lazy to chase you.”

He glanced at her again and added:

“You must understand: you’ve been marked with the Life-Death Talisman. It activates every three months, bringing agony so intense you’ll wish for death but cannot die. But if you come to me within three months, I’ll remove it for you.”

Hearing this, Han Meiyan’s expression shifted, while Li Muxian spoke calmly:

“Of course, you may try to remove the Life-Death Talisman yourself—if you can.”

Han Meiyan bit her lip, drew a deep breath, and nodded gently:

“Rest assured, Young Master—I will find the Fire Qilin for you.”

At this, Li Muxian smiled approvingly:

“You’ve done well, Han Maiden.”

Han Meiyan: …

…

At this moment, seeing Li Muxian about to turn away, Han Meiyan hesitated, then finally spoke:

“Young Master, the Fuzhou City governor is dead, and now there’s no leader. I wish to take control of Fuzhou City—do you approve?”

Hearing this, Li Muxian turned and looked at her, then said:

“Decide for yourself, but one condition: while serving me, don’t act like a demon-path cultivator.”

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly shifted toward the cave’s exit.

A middle-aged man’s figure, trailing afterimages, burst through the entrance in a whirlwind.

He scanned the icy pool’s surroundings; when his eyes fell on Lingbo Immortal and Su Zhangqing’s corpses, his expression changed.

Finally, Wei Bing’s gaze settled on Li Yuanling, Li Muxian, and the other two.

His eyes narrowed, and his powerful martial qi surged instantly—the heavenly qi above the pool churned violently.

Wei Bing was about to speak when he suddenly realized Li Muxian stood before him—he had appeared without warning, merely glancing at him.

The heavenly realm martial qi rising from Wei Bing vanished instantly; his vast martial qi froze like stagnant water.

“You…”

Wei Bing stared at Li Muxian in shock, feeling as if a towering mountain crushed him—he couldn’t move a muscle.

The terrifying aura radiating from Li Muxian made him tremble so violently he couldn’t speak.

At this moment, Li Muxian flicked his finger, and a talismanic light entered Wei Bing’s body.

Then, without even glancing at Wei Bing, Li Muxian turned slowly to Han Meiyan:

"Han maiden, don't say I only make the horse run without giving it grass. This man's strength is mediocre, but he's a heavenly realm expert—barely usable. He's yours to deal with."

With that, Li Muxian moved instantly to Li Yuanling’s side.

Li Yuanling seemed utterly unshocked by Li Muxian’s current martial prowess.

She merely shot Han Meiyan a hostile glance, then turned and followed Li Muxian toward the cave exit.

Soon, the two figures vanished from the cave.

Wei Bing stood frozen, his face filled with terror, yet he never moved or uttered a single word.

Li Muxian’s displayed power was too terrifying—he had no resistance at all, filling him with an unprecedented sense of helplessness.

He also knew clearly: if Li Muxian wanted his life, it would be as easy as flipping his hand.

Meanwhile, Han Meiyan, watching Li Muxian’s retreating back, felt as if a great burden had lifted, exhaling deeply.

Then she lightly tapped the ground and leapt upward, her robes fluttering as she landed before Wei Bing, studying him:

“That man just now was the Eighth Imperial Prince of Da Li. Su Zhangqing and Lingbo Immortal both died by his hand.”

Hearing this, Wei Bing’s pupils contracted; Han Meiyan continued:

“You’ve seen his strength. If you don’t want to die, you have only one path: serve the Eighth Imperial Prince.”

“And you’ve already been marked with the Life-Death Talisman—you have no choice…”

As she spoke, Han Meiyan explained the Life-Death Talisman’s effects.

Wei Bing’s face turned grim.

For he could now clearly sense a powerful, unmovable energy dormant within him—no matter how he tried, he couldn’t budge it even slightly…

(End of Chapter)