Chapter 202

"Uncle!"

Li Li Xuanxuan knelt in the cave dwelling with a thud. Li Li Tongya sat quietly on the upper seat, looking at Li Li Xuanxuan's tear-filled face, and saw his nephew gritting his teeth:

"Is this matter... just going to be forgotten like this!"

"Forgotten?"

Li Li Tongya lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"It is not that my Li family wants to forget it, but that the Yu family wants to let it go! The two families have already become enemies; it is not something that anyone from either family can end just because they want to..."

Li Li Xuanxuan looked up, wiped his tears, and said through gritted teeth:

"It was Yu Yu Mugao who harmed my Li family member and even involved his own brother, yet he still hates us! And he still won't let it go! Where is such a reason... We had our disciples killed, and we still have to be afraid that the Yu family won't let it go. Where is there any..."

Li Li Xuanxuan moved his lips and swallowed the words "justice" that had reached the corner of his mouth. He was also a man of forty, no longer having any childish and naive thoughts, but he still felt deep powerlessness and grief, and lowered his head to cover his face and weep.

"This world is like this... The Heavenly Dao is ruthless, and all living beings are like ants."

Li Li Tongya's gray hair fell down, and the old man sighed sadly. Li Li Xuanxuan covered his face and choked:

"Xiu'er was the most sensible child. All the elders were satisfied with him as the Clan Master, but now he has fallen here..."

"Xiu'er is gone. Looking at the disciples, Li Yuanjiao is fierce, Li Yuanyun is weak, and Li Qinghong is too free. Who will the family be handed to in the future?"

Li Li Xuanxuan muttered a few words. Li Li Tongya shook his head and whispered:

"Family matters are not urgent. You take over first, but don't go down the mountain. Let Xiewen organize the affairs under the mountain and send them up. With two hundred years of Qi Refining lifespan, you have just begun. If none of the Yuan generation are suitable, wait twenty years to see the younger generation."

"Now the Yu family is eyeing us covetously. Don't let the juniors go down the mountain again, especially watch over Li Yuanjiao. I will send Li Qinghong to the Fei family... wait a few more years."

Li Li Xuanxuan's lips trembled, and he closed his eyes to squeeze out two tears, spitting out one word:

"Yes."

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The cold spring rain fell for several nights. The spring on Moon Gazing Lake had passed, and the warm summer wind blew from the north across the lake, crashing into Great Lishan. The humid and cold water vapor finally dissipated.

The wind on the south bank of the Great Lake brought up scraps of gray-black paper all over the sky. Looking around, it was a piece of mourning, and cries drifted about. From Mount Lijing Mountain to Huai-Zhong Mountain, and then from Huai-Zhong Mountain to Milin County, there were families hanging white cloth.

Li Li Yuanxiu was torn to pieces by thunder fire. In the collapsed backyard, there were only fragments and blood and flesh on the ground. Li Li Xuanxuan and Li Li Xuanfeng moved away the collapsed ruins, shoveled out the blood-soaked sand, mixed it with broken bones, poured it into a coffin, carved a statue with wood, which was 70% similar to Li Li Yuanxiu's appearance, placed it on the sand, and closed the coffin for burial.

"Xiu'er!"

The coffin was wrapped in white gauze and transported from the town to the mountain. The journey was silent, except for the wailing. The clan uncles and brothers just mourned, but the clan elders cried out, their wrinkled faces hanging down, bowing their bodies, causing a group of clan uncles to kneel down in fear.

Li Li Yuanjiao carried two gray-white long woods in the back, Li Li Xuanxuan carried them in the front, and the coffin was tied in the middle. Li Li Yuanjiao looked up, seeing the eyes of the crowd projecting over, and saw the ugly expressions of his several concubine-born brothers in the crowd, both sorrowful and angry.

Li Li Yuanxiu died, and Li Li Yuanjiao's succession was carried out in secret. In the eyes of several people, he was also concubine-born. Li Li Xuanxuan became a Qi Refining cultivator and, according to the system, could not linger on power. The position of Clan Master was very likely to be lost from the Changhu lineage and fall into Li Li Yuanyun's hands. How could they not be worried?

Although the Li family's main lineage treated everyone equally, and the elders emphasized treating each other as brothers, except for those with spiritual apertures who grew up together on the mountain and really treated each other as brothers, there was ultimately a difference between the clan members under the mountain. The gap between the Clan Master being one's own brother and a cousin from a different lineage was too great.

Li Li Yuanjiao just thought about it and understood the thoughts of his several brothers, but he had no time to pay attention to it, immersed in grief and anger.

"Yu family... and Yu Yu Mugao."

Li Li Yuanjiao gritted his teeth and read a name, but sighed helplessly at his third-level Tai Xi cultivation in his body, hating secretly:

"The Yu family has the late-stage Foundation Establishment ancestor Yu Yu Yufeng, and the early-stage Foundation Establishment Yu Yu Xiaogui. Yu Yu Mugao himself is a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator. This grudge is hard to repay..."

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Unlike the crying under the white silk on Mount Lijing Mountain, there was laughter and joy under the white silk on Huai-Zhong Mountain.

"Congratulations, Clan Master!"

"Congratulations, congratulations. An Jingming and his son got what they deserved and were removed by the Yu family. Now Huai-Zhong Mountain is finally our territory!"

The leader had fourth-level Tai Xi cultivation, with a proud expression. Hearing this, he nodded with satisfaction and shouted:

"An Jieyan is a stupid fool who doesn't know what's good for him. He spent the entire family's resources on his precious son. The two of them relied on Qi Refining cultivation to extort and plunder, making me, An Jieyu, work like an ox and a horse for him! The Heavenly Dao is clear; these two have finally lost their lives. My An family, besides these two scourges, has the support of the main family, and will surely flourish and prosper in the future!"

An Jieyu was naturally a puppet supported by the Yu family. He was over fifty and only had fourth-level Tai Xi cultivation. If it weren't for the Yu family's means, he would only have the life of a middle-level family member in this life. Now, he relied on the Yu family's support to become the Clan Master, and he feasted proudly.

"Exactly!"

The person below had a flattering face, his cultivation was only at the second level of Tai Xi, and he had a slave-like appearance, fawning:

"If these resources had been given to you earlier, you would have already reached Foundation Establishment. It was a waste on An Jingming; it was truly a pity!"

This remark seemed to hit the painful spot of An Jieyu on the upper seat. He looked up with a fierce expression and shouted:

"So what! Now the Yu family has given me cultivation resources; I will be able to reach Qi Refining within three years!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The person below slapped his own face, his eyes rolled around, and he whispered:

"Clan Master, the Yu family took away An Jingming's head, saying they wanted to observe it carefully after pickling it. An Jingming's body is still here. I don't know... how to dispose of it?"

An Jieyu's eyes widened, and he was overjoyed, shooting two greedy and hateful gazes, gritting his teeth:

"I heard that the bodies of geniuses have many wonders. It is rumored that if you install them in the Five Viscera Temple, you can get one or two wonders. You tell people to chop it up carefully and serve it in a basin. I want to see what wonders there are!"

The flattering person below was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly ordered it down. The two chatted for a while, and before long, an old servant sent up a wooden tray and a hot pot. The slave saw that the old servant was tearful and was suddenly furious, kicking him in the waist and shouting:

As soon as the words fell, the guards on both sides did not move, but also shed tears. The slave was even angrier and shouted:

"Do you want to die too!"

Only then did two guards walk out, dragging the old servant down. The old servant's hair and beard were all standing up, and he lamented:

"I have served the An family since I was young, for four generations. The father is not virtuous and the son is not filial. Among them, only Ming'er is virtuous, but he was harmed by others, and the whole clan is a running dog for the Yu family... An Jieyu, the whole clan is tied to you alone..."

The old servant's crying disappeared in the corridor. An Jieyu laughed loudly instead, laughing:

After An Jieyu finished speaking, he lowered his head proudly, put down his wine cup, and dipped his finger in the blood flowing from the wooden tray. He felt the rust taste was slight, without any fishy smell, smelled it carefully, and exclaimed:

(End of Chapter)