Chapter 162: Rectifying the Atmosphere

"Who are they all? Have they all been caught?"

Li Yuanxiu walked out of the courtyard and asked in a low voice. Li Pingyi replied:

"Caught red-handed. Excluding those with foreign surnames, there are six Li surnames in total, five of whom are descendants of the ancestor's concubine brothers, and one... one is my uncle."

Li Pingyi finished saying this, also feeling ashamed, and terrified in his heart.

The ancestor naturally refers to Li Mutian. Li Pingyi's uncle refers to Li Xiewen's brother, that is, the several eldest sons of Li Yesheng. Li Yesheng had someone to manage them when he was alive, but after he died, several people endured for a few years, but Li Xiewen was busy with affairs, and finally, they poked a hornet's nest.

"Oh."

"Brother, I'll go together!"

Li Yuanjiao muttered a few words and followed Li Yuanxiu down the mountain. Li Yuanxiu walked in front, whispered a few words in Li Pingyi's ear, saw him respond and go down, and then was led by several people to the front of the courtyard.

A group of people surrounded the front of the courtyard, and the clan soldiers surrounded the courtyard tightly. Li Xiewen stood in front of the courtyard with an ugly face. Seeing Li Yuanxiu, he bowed:

"Greetings to the Young Family Head."

"Uncle Wen, no need to be polite."

Li Yuanxiu responded and entered the courtyard with him. He saw that it was a mess everywhere, with melon and fruit fragments all over the ground, and no place to stand. More than a dozen big men were pressed to the ground with their upper bodies bare. His clan uncle Li Qiuyang was standing on the side with his arms crossed.

"Greetings to Clan Uncle."

"Young Family Head!"

Li Qiuyang's temples were gray, he bowed and responded, then shrank into the corner and didn't speak again.

Li Yuanxiu looked around. Everyone had different expressions. Li Xiewen was ashamed, Li Qiuyang was calm, and the townspeople were indignant and fearful, all in a dense crowd, their eyes poking at Li Yuanxiu.

His several brothers born of concubines, whom he hadn't seen since he was six, were looking at him low in the crowd, like several silent wolves. Li Yuanjiao stood beside him, coldly staring back.

Li Yuanxiu didn't meet his brothers down the mountain often. These three brothers didn't possess spiritual apertures and read many books. They didn't focus the struggle on Li Yuanxiu.

Several people knew that Li Xuanxuan just let Li Yuanxiu manage some family affairs, so as not to let the people below deceive them. Li Yuanxiu was an immortal and would eventually go up the mountain. Lijing had four towns, Huaqian had three towns, and the scattered villages had more than a dozen. Some towns were rich, often able to contact immortals, while some towns were barren, and couldn't get a trace of oil and water for several years. They guarded against each other and were all coveting certain positions.

Withdrawing his gaze, Li Yuanxiu looked at the several people in front of him and said coldly:

"Who opened the gambling den!"

Everyone's eyes drifted to one person. That person stumbled and knelt out. He was a cultivator with a foreign surname, thirty-something and still at the first layer of Embryonic Breath Xuanjing Wheel.

Li Yuanxiu pulled out his sword like lightning without saying a word. The gray-black Profound Water sword light on it flourished, and with one sword, he separated his head from his body. That person's head rolled on the ground for a while, his throat buzzing, still murmuring:

"Young Family Head, spare my life!"

The crowd retreated half a step with a whoosh. Li Yuanxiu dodged the gushing blood. Everyone was stunned, crying and shouting when they saw this end.

The crowd was still mumbling, and Li Pingyi had already brought people up with a pot of boiling oil. Several clan soldiers looked at each other, pressed down the struggling group, and supported their two hands.

"Gambling is a disease on the hands."

Li Yuanxiu said coldly. Li Pingyi had already led people to pour oil on these gamblers' hands. Blisters emerged one by one. The group cried and screamed in pain. Only then did Li Yuanxiu say:

"All those who took off their pants, stand out for me!"

Li Qiuyang, who was silent in the corner, raised his head, his fingers hooked gently, and immediately pulled out several big men. Even the clan soldiers couldn't press them down, and they stumbled forward. Li Yuanxiu naturally knew it was Li Qiuyang who made a move, and said loudly:

"Pour again!"

Immediately, the aroma of roasted meat drifted away. The group of people saw that their hands could not be kept. Li Yuanxiu looked at the crowd and said:

"The Clan Correct courtyard manages the rules set by the ancestors. No prostitution or gambling, no adultery. These two rules must not be touched by either my direct line of the great clan or the branch of the small clan. Don't think that no one can manage you when you are down the mountain, and want to come and corrupt the Li family's atmosphere!"

All around was silent. Li Yuanxiu saw his several brothers born of concubines lowering their heads, no longer looking at him, and then said in a low voice:

"Call someone to treat their wounds."

After speaking, he walked out of the courtyard. People on both sides separated, lowering their heads in fear and not daring to look at him. Li Pingyi felt secretly happy, stepped forward and said:

"Young Family Head, this can finally shut the mouths of those uncles and clan elders who often discuss that you are not decisive enough!"

"No need to care about them."

Li Yuanxiu shook his head, walking on the dim street at night, and replied:

"These people just want to move the power of managing the seven towns from the main family and Uncle Xiewen to their descendants, just idle talk. Once this matter passes, the discussion will be that I am too cruel and not suitable for managing the family."

"Power struggle itself is a pool of dirty water. You splash me, I splash you. In the end, whoever wins, their words count."

Li Yuanxiu said casually, touched Li Yuanjiao's head on the side, and said positively:

"Our opponents have never been these small internal differences of the family, but the Yu family, the An family, and the families coveting around."

Li Yuanjiao nodded, followed by his side, thought for a few breaths, and said in a condensed voice:

"Brother, I'm afraid they will hold a grudge against you. Why not send someone to kill them clean."

"After all, they are relatives."

Li Yuanxiu shook his head and said in a low voice:

"My family is already thin in population. What can a few mortals with stinking reputations do? Naturally, there are people from the Clan Correct courtyard watching below, so there is no need for this."

Li Yuanjiao had to nod and said coldly:

"It's just that my brothers, their eyes are very scary."

"They."

Li Yuanxiu also sighed slightly. Li Pingyi behind him consciously retreated half a step, his eyes wandering away, as if he were in a daze. Li Yuanxiu glanced at him and replied:

"Just without spiritual apertures, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps. After all, they are born of the same father, but they have no spiritual apertures, so it is inevitable that they are jealous of you and me, but they also understand the general principles. With them here, foreign surnames can't turn up any waves."

"Little brother understands."

Li Yuanjiao nodded thoughtfully, and the two went up the mountain together, looking at each other and smiling at the dim night under the mountain. Li Yuanjiao's black robe danced in the night, complementing Li Yuanxiu's pure white cloak. He hadn't felt much fatherly love since he was a child, but he felt thick love from this brother. He said with a smile:

"Brother! You are much better than father!"

Li Pingyi behind him wished he could cover both ears. Li Yuanxiu stared at Li Yuanjiao fiercely and said positively:

"Hmm."

Li Yuanjiao responded with a smile, pulling his clothes corner, and said with a smile:

"Brother, one day our Li family will definitely defeat the Yu family and the An family in your and my hands. You and I brothers are of one heart, much stronger than any Yu Mugao and Yu Mujian!"

Li Yuanxiu laughed, touched his head, his eyes also full of smiles and hope, and the two walked together looking at the moonlight without saying a word. ===== CHAPTER 163 =====