Chapter 727: Sophistry (Added update 22 for Xian Zhaozhe E E)

Fortunately, in the battle on the river, direct descendants like Guan Gongxiao and Guan Lingdie were still fine, but Gongsun Baifan and others suffered not-so-light injuries. The Du Xian Dao was not a Dao lineage skilled in healing. Bright Yang at least could generate hair, and Ye Huai was probably not as good as him in healing, with his only advantage being blood energy.

"At least there won't be any major movements in the short term. As long as Shanjie Prefecture is solved... the wilderness will be a long-term tug-of-war... As for what other ideas Ye Huai has, we can only investigate further."

"And Wen Hu's Dao lineage..."

Since he knew the Mi Fan Temple had a Spirit Treasury in Small Chamber Mountain, Li Ximing did not mind sharing a piece of the pie. He immediately ordered: "Bring Wen Hu up!"

At Li Ximing's order, Li Chenghuai soon drove the wind up the mountain, carrying a disheveled man in his hand, dragging iron chains with a clanking sound, dripping with some bloodstains.

Wen Hu had not suffered too much torture in the dungeon, only his cultivation was sealed. The injuries from over a year ago had not healed, and although they were roughly treated by the Li family, blood still surged out from time to time.

This man's calculations were all top-notch. That year, he intentionally let Hong Fu Mountain fall into the hands of the Li family, which directly influenced the preservation of the Funan territory without too many casualties today, actually letting him not get a single bit of enmity in the Li family, reducing his presence to the lowest, and living comfortably until today... If it weren't for the Mi Fan Three Sects inheritance being in his hands, Li Ximing wouldn't even think of him, let alone let him survive in the dungeon.

Looking at him again now, Li Ximing had nothing good to evaluate except for a lack of luck. A thought even surfaced in his mind: "After taking the Dao lineage, I can use him to exchange An Siwei from Ye Huai... Involving Small Chamber Mountain, Ye Huai might really exchange, hiss..."

He glanced at Wen Hu, whose cultivation was sealed and whose lips and teeth were locked so he couldn't chant spells. His eyebrows shone with heavenly light, and he silently denied it: "This person is not an ordinary character, and it involves the Mi Fan of Small Chamber Mountain. If I really give him to Bai Ye Du Xian Dao... the threat brought might be a bit too big... Better to kill him!"

Li Ximing then casually unsealed Wen Hu's mouth and sat in the upper seat, watching the man roll on the ground and barely climb up, speaking hoarsely:

"Sinner Wen Hu, pays respects to True Person!"

Wen Hu's so-called guilt was only "deceiving" the Zifu, which was the absence of the Du Xian Dao's Chi Du Daoist. The guilt was counted on him, the person who made the promise. Wen Hu did not cry injustice and silently accepted it.

Li Ximing did not speak, only looked at him.

From the bottom of his heart, Li Ximing still had some appreciation for this person's talent. After all, Wen Hu had calculations and means, but this was a struggle at the Zifu level, far from what he could think.

For Zifu, most Foundation Establishment cultivators were just chess pieces. What was truly important was face and signboards. Wen Hu was originally Ye Huai True Person's man. In Li Ximing's hands, he was a bargaining chip, but he could not be a chess piece.

If Li Ximing openly recruited him, that would be forming a real enmity. Not only forming a real enmity, but also breaking the rules. Once Wen Hu appeared, it would be reasonable for Ye Huai to personally break the Grand Void and take Wen Hu away.

But after this look, Wen Hu immediately realized his own situation. The knife was already on his neck, and he bowed: "This humble person pays respects to Zhaojing True Person... The Mi Fan Dao lineage did not intend to slight the True Person, it was just receiving instructions from a senior to pass on a message, not expecting the current situation."

Although Wen Hu said this, his heart was bitter. He had clearly taken a stand for Bai Ye Du Xian Dao. Now, no matter how he excused his position to the Dao lineage and Floating Cloud Cave, it was difficult to gain Li Ximing's trust...

Sure enough, he pushed it to Floating Cloud Cave. Li Ximing was noncommittal and only said:

"Where is the Mi Yun Cave Dao lineage?"

Wen Hu's heart thumped, understanding that his death was near, sweating profusely. But what could he do in the face of Zifu? It was nothing more than the Zifu opposite being conservative, fearing damage to heavenly harmony, and unwilling to immediately search his soul, which gave him the time for a sentence.

But he caught the name of the Mi Yun Dao lineage, his heart trembling to the extreme, one idea after another passing through. He replied: "Returning to True Person, the Mi Yun Dao lineage can be written for True Person right now. Not only the Mi Yun Dao lineage... Wen Hu has also perceived the traces of the remaining Mi Fan Dao lineages of Small Chamber Mountain."

Li Ximing's expression became strange. While he was slightly aware of the content Wen Hu mentioned, he was also frowned upon by the sharpness of the cultivator in front of him. Silently, the killing intent in his heart grew heavier.

Li Ximing smiled: "Oh? I wonder which path it is?"

Wen Hu opened his mouth respectfully and replied:

"Reporting to True Person, I once cultivated in the South Sea and received orders from Chi Du Daoist to search for traces of the Mi Fan Dao lineage. I once perceived it in Dan Rong Wu Luo... but I secretly concealed it, and no one knew."

Li Ximing was suspicious and had already perceived his rhetoric, deliberately asking: "Why not report to Chi Du?"

Wen Hu wiped his sweat and replied: "Reporting to True Person, I received the Mi Fan Dao lineage and was not ignorant. I also knew the plans of the various True Persons, so I communicated with fellow Daoists in private and was unwilling to report to Chi Du..."

Li Ximing interrupted softly:

"Mi Yun Dao lineage."

Li Chenghuai immediately took out a jade slip and presented it. Wen Hu had to hold the jade slip and engrave it rapidly. After half a quarter of an hour, a "Small Chamber Mausoleum Wind Crossing Yin Formula" had been written.

Wen Hu continued to engrave with the jade slip. Li Ximing took it casually, read it with his spiritual sense, and the heavenly light between his eyebrows flickered slightly.

' "Small Chamber Mausoleum Wind Crossing Yin Formula", Fourth-grade Foundation Establishment "Hurricane Ghost Yin".'

Li Ximing now had divine abilities, so he could see if there were any problems with the cultivation method. Waiting for Wen Hu to finish writing again, it was a "Small Chamber Heavenly Clear Scatter Cloud Formula", which should have been obtained from the harm to people that Chang Yun mentioned.

'"Small Chamber Heavenly Clear Scatter Cloud Formula"... Fourth-grade Foundation Establishment "Floating Cloud Body".'

Li Ximing deliberately said:

"Where did this come from?"

Wen Hu wiped his sweat, his face full of trembling, and replied respectfully:

"It was obtained from Fu Dou. This humble person used means to torture him, making him spit it out cleanly in a short time..."

Li Ximing then smiled:

"I heard you didn't even take a quarter of an hour to attack the mountain. Your ability is quite good."

The man was terrified, presented this jade slip, and started writing again. After half a stick of incense, he sent another jade slip:

'"Feather Guest Chant"'

Li Ximing finally had some interest. This was half a secret technique, looking quite miraculous.

Wen Hu bowed, his words extremely natural: "This was passed to this humble person by my master before he died, saying it was obtained by a predecessor from a fallen Wanling Upper Sect direct descendant. It can fold feathers into clothes and was originally a very formidable body-protecting technique..."

"True Person can also see that this might be a Zifu-level technique between the fifth and sixth grades. Now only half remains, the rest..."

He raised his eyebrows:

"I secretly verified it, and it might be on that South Sea Mi Fan direct descendant!"

Li Ximing glanced at him, put this thing away, and looked at Wen Hu kneeling in fear on the ground. His voice was very light, but it made Wen Hu's liver and gallbladder split.

He said with interest: "You dare to lie to me." ===== CHAPTER 728 =====