Chapter 608

"Yuanqin! What do you think..."

The young man behind him had sharp and long eyebrows, narrow eyes, a gloomy expression, gray-black pupils, thin cheeks, a gloomy temperament, and gorgeous clothing. It was Li Yuanqin, the son of Li Xuanfeng.

Li Yuanqin was even a bit distracted, his mind blank, with only one thought in his heart: "He is dead!"

"How is this possible!"

The news of Li Xuanfeng slaughtering the Buddhist cultivators came first, shocking the Qingchi cultivators into thinking it was a rumor. Li Yuanqin naturally became the focus of everyone, but he didn't care. Every time Li Xuanfeng's battle report came, it was like this, and he was already used to it.

But on the second day, the news of Li Xuanfeng's death spread, and the cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief. Although Ning Hejing didn't leave his door, Li Yuanqin understood that this good uncle was overjoyed. Some Chi family members even laughed out loud. He didn't leave his door, which was already restrained.

Although Chi Fupo came to comfort him at the first opportunity, even with slightly red eyes, Li Yuanqin had been with him for so many years, so how could he not know what kind of character this guy had inside? Not to mention joy, at least he was relieved.

Li Yuanqin had no change in expression, and his heart was even empty. The feeling of doubt was greater than sadness:

"He is dead? He can also die."

This emptiness made him feel an irrepressible restlessness. Fortunately, he had always been deep in thought and didn't let anyone see anything. He drank when he should drink and laughed when he should laugh.

Now, watching everyone panic, his heart remained calm. Chi Zhiyan's death didn't stir up any ripples in his heart, and his mind was blank. Facing Chi Fupo's inquiry, he paused.

Ning Hejing, however, jumped up.

This uncle didn't know his nephew's appearance at all. Now that he heard this name, he reacted, suddenly bristling, standing up from his seat with a snort, watching coldly.

'What is Chi Fupo doing!'

Ning Hejing naturally understood that Li Yuanqin was close to the Chi family, but he didn't have any trust in Li Yuanqin in his heart. Ning Hejing had studied the Li clan deeply, to the point of sneering at Li Yuanqin: "The Li clan members are cruel and suspicious, power-hungry and ruthless, yet they are united and loving, not sparing their lives. They are the most poisonous evil wolves! Li Xuanfeng is, and Li Yuanjiao is too..."

The only point he was dissatisfied with Yuanxiu was the heavy use of Li Xuanfeng, along with Ning He-yuan following behind, calling him brother-in-law with a thick face. Now that Ning He-yuan was dead, he was a fellow clansman after all, so there was nothing to say, but he had extreme distrust of this nephew Li Yuanqin.

"As for Li Yuanqin? No need to think! It must be faked! This type of person is cruel but fickle, accustomed to manipulating people's hearts. This kid is a natural evil seed. How can he be trusted?"

To take a step back, even if Li Yuanqin was truly one of his own, what qualifications did he have to appear in this place? To put it nicely, he was his nephew; to put it harshly, he was the seed of the Li clan! His bloodline had stains, and he couldn't even enter this hall! To put it bluntly, he was Li Xuanfeng's orphan. Li Xuanfeng's merits on the surface were great, so it was not easy to kill him, otherwise Ning Hejing would have taken him down long ago!

He couldn't tolerate Li Yuanqin in front of him at all, and said coldly: "So it's you! Your father has great merits!"

This sentence was ill-intentioned, instantly alerting the youth. He stayed on his uncle's face for a moment, then saw this face saying viciously: "Get out quickly!!"

"Eh..."

Chi Fupo had seen Li Yuanqin's methods, so he hurriedly pulled Ning Hejing and tugged at Li Yuanqin. The young man slowly lowered his head and said in a low voice:

"My lord... Seeing Si Yuanli held the river bank, forcing my father to guard it, using his life as a pledge, and only then did he hold the Great River... He and the direct descendants of the Si family clearly had Zifu talismans and methods, but they refused to use them at all! They watched my father die tragically."

His words stunned everyone. Li Yuanqin's long, narrow eyes were full of tears, and he lamented: "Seeing Si Yuanli is now treating the rewards issued at the river bank as his Si family's things, using them to win over the various families. There will definitely be big moves later... True Person Yuanxiu is not here... he did it privately... but we cannot let the various families follow his chaotic orders..."

"This..."

Ning Hejing's expression froze on his face. He went through his mind and thought to himself: 'That's right... although the Si family's strength is strong, Yuanxiu has not appeared. They are just another group of Foundation Establishment cultivators... As long as we can unite the power of the various families, it doesn't seem that terrifying...'

"Li Yuanqin's meaning is a good name, and it is only effective when spoken from his mouth. He has a very high seniority in the Li clan, and these words can be used to win over the Li clan's forces..."

Although Ning Hejing's strength was not particularly outstanding, he had managed Yuanxing Peak for many years, his gaze was sharp, and he had many calculations. He was not a simple character, so how could he not figure this out?

Even though he was extremely reluctant, he could only shut his mouth for the time being and listen. Chi Fupo's eyes were shining, and he nodded repeatedly, saying in a low voice: "My lords, as long as True Person Yuanxiu doesn't do it himself, what can Seeing Si Yuanli do? Could it be that he really leads the Si family's direct descendants to fight a big battle with us?"

"He just wants more power. We occupy the main seat. As long as we stabilize our position, what if he has the highest prestige now? Do the peak masters of the various peaks have to listen to his Seeing Si Yuanli?"

Li Yuanqin nodded and didn't say much. At this moment, any persuasive words were inappropriate. There were no fools present, and everyone would think for themselves.

Sure enough, Chi Zhihu, an elder of the middle branch on the side, was slowly moved, his voice gradually lowered, and he said thoughtfully: "The elder branch's manpower is exhausted, but my middle branch doesn't have anyone in a high position. Only Hejing is one person, just relying on a Yuanxing Peak... we are just Daoists after all..."

Li Yuanqin bowed and said in a low voice: "My lords... the Sect Master had orders long ago, only in the hands of Lord Hejing."

Li Yuanqin's words echoed in the empty hall, natural and steady.

He spoke out the restless thoughts of several people. Several Chi family members were happy, only Ning Hejing's expression was gloomy. He reached out to stop several Chi family members and said coldly:

"Li Yuanqin, I don't trust you."

These words echoed in the hall, the tone firm and cold. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice:

"You pretend to be very similar, but everything is combined by profit. What do you rely on to do these things? Hmm? Relying on your hatred for Li Xuanfeng? What a joke!"

He paced down from the upper seat step by step, his expression cold, his tone very gloomy, and said coldly: "The discord between the elder and middle branches is a long-standing matter, but this generation is so fiercely turning against each other. I'm afraid you have a share of the credit! You Li clan members are vicious and cruel, treacherous and cunning, and have never been good things."

This man's eyes were extremely sharp, even revealing some murderous intent. He paced to the front of his nephew, his voice low, gritting his teeth, his tone cold: "You are not easy to deal with, and I am far away in the sect, so of course I can't catch your handle."

"But Chi Fuju being punished repeatedly, and even making the Sect Master dissatisfied, is also your method, isn't it? You must have been sowing discord all these years, isn't it?"