Chapter 303: Famous Throughout the Yue Kingdom

When Li Li Tongya regained consciousness, the world was dim and yellow. He had landed by a small river in Mount Bianyan Mountain, with half his body soaked in the river water. A few cyan river crabs walked sideways back and forth, lingering at his feet because of the "Vast Sea" of his Immortal Foundation.

"Cough, cough..."

Li Li Tongya stood up slowly. Orange-red clouds floated in the sky. The colorful light and golden body on Mount Bianyan Mountain had all disappeared, leaving only a few carrion-eating crows standing on the broken walls, cawing.

"It's over..."

Resentment, guilt, and powerlessness all surged into his heart. Li Li Tongya stepped barefoot on the riverbank, staring blankly at the clouds in the sky, and slowly closed his eyes.

The water film on his abdomen slowly disappeared. Li Li Tongya's flesh and blood squirmed on their own, covering the terrifying hole, making it look less shocking.

Only Li Li Tongya himself knew that not one of his internal organs was intact. He was relying entirely on his Foundation Establishment Immortal Foundation to hang onto his life. From now on, I fear he would never be able to advance an inch, and even maintaining his cultivation would be a problem.

Immortal cultivators were not like Buddhist cultivators. Buddhist cultivators believed that the body was a boat in the sea of suffering. Once they achieved the Dharma Master level, their internal organs would turn into white mud, and at higher realms, they could change bodies at will.

Immortal cultivators sought self-transcendence. At least before attaining Golden Nature, the body was the foundation of cultivation. Yu Yu Yufeng had taken a sword from Yu Yu Yuxie in the past and his cultivation had stagnated; it was even worse when all his internal organs were damaged.

The pain surging in Li Li Tongya's heart had not yet faded. He only felt a heaviness at his waist. After a while, he untied his long gown, and the round head fell out.

"Ling'er."

Li Li Xuanling's nose bridge was broken—perhaps it had been broken in the temple. It hung listlessly on his peaceful, square face. Li Li Tongya reached out to straighten it, but it fell to the side again. Li Li Tongya reached out to straighten it again, repeating this several times. Blood flowed out, dripping down his shattered cheeks.

"Ling'er."

Li Li Tongya had not cried when watching Li Li Xuanling die before his eyes, nor had he cried when being tortured and cast spells upon by the Jinlian Mohe. Now, a broken nose easily made this old man, who had carried family hatred and clan grudges for sixty years, howl in grief. A series of tears slid down his cheeks, dripping into Li Li Xuanling's lifeless eyes.

"It was I who failed you and your mother..."

Li Li Tongya choked twice. The old man shivered, full of shame and helplessness, roaring as if defending himself:

"My family... my family... started as mere farmers, born in this chaotic world of great contention, killing demons... eliminating monsters, maneuvering and dealing..."

"Father never had a moment of peaceful sleep, never had a moment of slack... Father tried his best, Father tried his best! Ling'er..."

His originally white inner garment was covered in mud and water, grey and yellow. Holding Li Li Xuanling's head, sometimes muttering to himself, sometimes weeping loudly, draped in the brilliant sunset, he walked forward, one step deep and one step shallow.

"Early Zifu Jinlian Mohe, calculating for a hundred years... how can it be something a clan or a generation can deal with? Human power has its limits! Human power has its limits..."

Li Li Tongya wore thin white clothes, his hair disheveled, his grey eyes filled with tears, shining brilliantly under the reflection of the sunset.

Li Li Tongya's lips trembled twice, gradually deepening into the dark forest. The pitch-black tree shadows covered his robes bit by bit. As his figure was swallowed by the darkness, his voice also slowly dissipated into the chirping of insects and birds.

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Mount Lijing Town.

"Congratulations! Congratulations, Family Head!"

Li Brother Yuanping sat high in the seat of honor, dressed in white, his face pale. The brush in his hand constantly sketched on the desk. He didn't even look at the person below, only saying indifferently:

"What is there to congratulate?"

The middle-aged cultivator below had a face full of flattering smiles, bowing repeatedly, and replied:

Then he knelt down with a 'thud', offering a wooden box with both hands, and said respectfully:

"This is a congratulatory gift, the Cloud Flower Fruit, a specialty of the Xu Kingdom. It is a Tai Xi spiritual item, with a gentle medicinal nature, capable of stabilizing cultivation and enhancing magic power..."

The Li family was already a noble family and often received such loose cultivators. Whether offering prescriptions, spiritual medicines, or Dharma treasures, they were all seeking a place to stay. Li Brother Yuanping had seen plenty of this. Seeing him still holding back, he said gently:

"Put the gift aside first. Fellow Daoist, please tell me about this happy event. If the news has weight, we will not be stingy."

The cultivator nodded repeatedly and said respectfully:

"Your clan's Old Ancestor beheaded the Jinlian Mohe reincarnation of Short Chen Temple at Zhenhui Temple. The cyan-white sword light was heaven-shaking and earth-shattering. The Xu Kingdom was shaken. Now, the three sects and seven gates all sigh at his name, calling him 【Moon Palace Sword】!"

"What?!"

Li Brother Yuanping was stunned, his face flushing red. He hurriedly dropped his brush and took two steps down, his face full of surprise and disbelief. He pulled his hand and asked urgently:

"Which Old Ancestor? Which Old Ancestor!"

This person did not know the Li family's generation names, thinking Li Li Tongya was a figure of the 'Tong' generation. Li Brother Yuanping, however, heard it immediately. His face flushed red, and he looked up and laughed, his blood surging, causing him to cough twice. He had to pat the desk and lower his head to stifle his laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

Dou Yi, who was good at reading the situation, stepped forward happily and asked:

"Young Master, should we go to Wutuo Mountain to report the news?"

Li Brother Yuanping coughed twice when he heard this, suddenly straightened up, scaring the two people beside him into lowering their heads. Li Brother Yuanping looked at this cultivator and smiled:

"I don't know where you got the news, Fellow Daoist?"

The cultivator bowed repeatedly and spoke in a rambling manner.

It turned out that this person was a servant in the Tangjin Gate marketplace. He had overheard two Tangjin Gate disciples talking, and hearing that the Li family was inquiring about Mount Bianyan Mountain, his heart moved, feeling he had smelled an opportunity.

So he decisively abandoned his job in the marketplace, spent all his family wealth to buy spiritual fruits, and ran to Wangyue Lake overnight to speculate. When he arrived at Wangyue Lake, he saw that the Li family didn't know about this yet, so he came up to report the news in a clamorous manner.

"It has some credibility..."

Li Brother Yuanping listened carefully, nodded secretly, patted his shoulder, and said kindly:

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist. Please wait a moment. Once I verify the truth of this news, there will definitely be a generous reward."

The cultivator nodded repeatedly in thanks and went down happily. Li Brother Yuanping then beckoned, letting Dou Yi lean in, and whispered:

"Go invite Brother Jiao to return for a trip."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 304 =====

The cultivator nodded repeatedly in thanks and trotted away. Only then did Li Brother Yuanping beckon, letting Dou Yi approach eagerly, and said in a low voice:

"Go and invite Brother Jiao to return for a visit."

(End of chapter)