Chapter 569: Seclusion

The next day, the Li family, having pondered all night, returned to the cliff once more, this time adopting the proper demeanor to “pay a visit” and request an audience with Master Liu.

They made no mention of having previously summoned Wan Anping and others to mediate, pretending the incident had never occurred, hoping it would simply fade away—but how could that be?

Liu Xiaolou did not appear; Han Gao answered on his behalf.

When asked how to resolve the issue of the Tianxi Cliff’s spiritual vein’s ownership, Han Gao replied: “This matter must be postponed for further discussion.”

“Soul crystals…” Xue Wushuang’s face betrayed shock—these were rare treasures capable of directly enhancing a mage’s mental force and soul energy. If a Ming beast here had already produced a soul crystal, it meant a Ming beast with awakened intelligence must dwell here. Her slender, willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Rest assured, Boss Nì Mìng, everyone I’ve brought into this top-secret operation is utterly trustworthy; otherwise, our hidden secrets here would’ve been exposed long ago, not only now that you’ve arrived,” Xue Yechangge said.

Wu Guibao glanced back at the deputy commander, who understood at once and hurried off, returning shortly with a large tea basin.

After handing over all his knowledge of dark consciousness and Daka creatures to No. 13, Shi Leiyin ceased caring about further developments in that area.

After some time, the excited players finally let loose their long-awaited joy, clustering together and approaching Li Xu.

“They’re only staying here temporarily—I’m the city’s true master,” Li Xu said proudly.

Since acquiring the Tianyan Technique, his perception of danger had become immeasurably sharper than before. He sensed not only the immense threat from the Mu family, but another force as well, equally dangerous to their safety.

Dan Chen’s array cultivation was decent, but at most he could handle fifth-rank, ninth-level arrays. Sixth-rank arrays involved spatial principles—he could not construct them, even if his spiritual force were sufficient.

From within the inner chamber, muffled groans and cries, barely suppressed, echoed faintly. This went on for an unknown length of time before Leng Feng emerged, dragging another servant toward the inner chamber.

Cultivate the internal force scripture, continuously strengthening the mist-like internal force, thereby using the mist-like internal force to augment spiritual power.

“Thank you, General Yelü, for your efforts these past days!” Yan’er smiled. Though Yelü Chengfeng’s protection of her was his duty, he had still given his all—and one must always know gratitude.

At that moment, Li Zhao couldn’t help but exhale, feeling a sudden lightness in his body. He would rather lose the battle than surrender his ancestors’ land to others without a fight.

Li Xin laughed, gave Bai Hui a glance, and the two women left the main hall, bringing chairs to sit and chat in the courtyard, ignoring the two men.

Regardless, once back within the imperial palace, the danger level would drop significantly—after all, the palace was no place easily breached. Now, Yelü Xian finally felt somewhat at ease.

Li Xin’s expression grew even colder than before; she narrowed her eyes and walked toward the back room, hand resting on her waist, her aura unmistakable.

But now that the third son’s wife had taken this matter to his mother, it wouldn’t be so easily resolved.

The Li family, unsurprisingly, was the true ruler of Binwang Prefecture’s mortal realm—its operational speed was immense. Within a day, news of Ling Changkong’s succession spread across Binwang Prefecture; by the next day, the abdication ceremony was nearly ready.

Before he could recover his wits, Xuefeng Mountain ceased trembling; the entire sky suddenly darkened. The seven-colored bubble seemed to completely obscure the heavens, turning daylight into utter blackness in an instant.

Having completed all this, Ling Changkong looked up at the sky—the massive vortex had fully formed. Within the pitch-black vortex, streaks of lightning flashed like serpents writhing through storm clouds.