"Also, this space can now accommodate just one person, or it can accommodate many people! There's no upper or lower limit to the number of people, Master. Do you understand?"
"Oh, that's it? Wasn't the formation able to do this before? What's so special about this?"
Ji Wan teases Xiao Ling.
"Also, Master, please don't underestimate me. The flow rate in this space is much slower than outside. It's like I've spent ten years inside, while it's only been ten days outside.
The most important thing is that as long as someone uses spiritual power in it, I can gain energy from it and continuously open the space. Everything in the space is under my control."
Ji Wan raised her eyebrows, showing some interest.
In this space, the speed of time flow can actually be adjusted.
Doesn't that mean that as long as I stay in this space and practice, I can complete the task of ascending to become an immortal?
Poxiao beside him waved his hand, interrupting Ji Wan's thoughts: "Don't think about it, my dear disciple, it's impossible! If there really is a space where people can practice and ascend, then what does the heaven need this ascension thunder for?"
Poxiao took a breath and said, "Do you think ascending to immortality is that easy? If your state of mind isn't right, you won't be able to achieve it. If you just stay stuck in this space, how can you have the chance to hone your mindset?"
...Okay, Ji Wan nodded.
Chen County.
Xie's ancestral hall.
"My son Mingyu! Mingyu! How will your mother live if you die like this?"
Xie Xun's mother threw herself on his body, crying bitterly, her eyes full of disbelief and pain.
Back to this morning, the door of Xie's house was knocked down, and Xie Xun was carried in in a coffin.
The soldiers sent by Ji Wan announced the cause of death of Xie's son in public at the gate of Xie's mansion, ignoring Xie Hong's murderous look.
When Xie was furious and was about to send people to arrest them, they cleverly hid among the people and escaped.
When Xie Xun's father, Xie Hong, saw the coffin, his face turned ugly, not to mention that Ji Wan's men read out the cause of Xie Xun's death in public.
The man was so angry that his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted. Fortunately, the servant beside him held his arm and he did not fall.
After a long while, he could only say with trembling hands: "My son, my son..."
In the Xie clan ancestral hall, Xie Hong looked at his youngest son with a sad face. He really regretted that he should not have underestimated that bitch Ji Wan and let his second son go out to gain experience!
Now that my second son has been humiliated by that bitch Ji Wan, he's dead...
He was fighting for power for the Xie family. Now one of his legitimate sons is dead, and the other is an immortal who cannot inherit the title.
How could he possibly compete with the second wife who had so many children!
No, no, his son is dead, he should avenge his son, so as to save his and Xie's face.
"What the hell is going on! How could my son lose to a mere loser!"
Xie Hong kicked the servant who often followed Xie Xun in the chest and roared angrily.
The servant felt a pain in his chest from being kicked, and his hands were shaking with fear. He looked at Xie Hong's expression and spoke cautiously.
"The Second Master was publicly beheaded in the army by the Zhen and Zhenbei Princes. The Second Master was forced to death! Furthermore, General Lou Shao betrayed the army and colluded with the Zhenbei Prince to plot the Second Master's death..."
The attendant's words became more and more confused, and in the end, he could not say anything even after racking his brains.
What else could he say? Xie Xun was inferior in skills to Ji Wan, and was killed openly on the battlefield. What was there to explain?
Besides, didn’t the people Ji Wan sent before announce what was going on? What else does he need to say?
Xie Hong's eyes were bloodshot: "How dare you humiliate my son like this in public?!"
It’s no wonder that Xie Hong felt his son was humiliated.
In a small coffin.
Xie Xun's face was pale as a demon, and his head had long been separated from his body.
He was stripped naked, and there was a purple footprint on his chest where someone had kicked him.
Yao Cheng beside him was dressed neatly, but the wound on his neck was long and thin, and the path was smooth, which showed that he had committed suicide.
Ji Wanke really felt wronged. Where could she find two coffins on the battlefield and then hire people to carry the coffins to Chen County, which was so far away.
This coffin was made by the soldiers by cutting down a tree.
As for Xie Xun's clothes, that was another misunderstanding. Xie Xun was kicked to the ground by Yang Guan, and his clothes were torn a lot.
When the coffin was being carried up, someone handed it over to him, and the clothes became even more unsightly, so he simply took them off so that the people carrying the coffin could have an easier time.
"Master, please avenge our child! Master! My son is so innocent! He shouldn't have died!" Xie Xun's mother grabbed Xie Hong's right leg in a very ungraceful manner.
His face was covered with tears.
Xie Hong's forehead veins bulged, and he said fiercely, "You don't have to tell me! I will definitely avenge Mingyu!"
After taking a few deep breaths, Xie Hong waved his hand and said, "Go get the contact information for Xuan'er!"
Xie Xuan, Xie Zhuji.
The eldest son of the Xie family, he was detected to have a talent for cultivating immortals in his early years, and was then sent to the [realm] to practice.
The attendant nodded timidly: "Yes!"
The thing that connects the old man is an 'animal' that looks like a bird...
The attendants don't know how many times this bird can fly every day.
But he had experienced it personally, and it seemed that as long as the second master dripped a drop of his own blood, he could wake up the bird. At that time, in less than half a day, the eldest master got the news and rushed back home from the [world].
I don't know when the old man will rush back home today...
Seeing his youngest son Xie Xun already dead, Xie Hong's eyes became hot.
He subconsciously clenched his fist, held the bird, and slashed his palm with a dagger. He ignored the blood that kept flowing, and with a fierce look in his eyes, he wrote:
"Mingyu is dead, my son, please return home quickly!"
Fanzhou, Dancheng.
Gu Huafeng was holding a child of medium age in his arms, who was none other than Ji Zhuo from Moxiang Academy.
The little girl who was called to the Tongcheng County Magistrate's Mansion by Ji Wan for questioning a few months ago.
"Mr. Gu, why is Mr. Yan never kind to you? Does His Highness know that you are like this? What if it affects the things His Highness has entrusted to you?"
Ji Zhuo held a string of candied haws that he had just brought from Qingshizhou in Gu Huafeng's arms and licked it carefully.
Gu Huafeng and Yan Peinan bought them for the children when they came to take over Gao Qu's job.
Gu Huafeng: “…”
Yan Peinan: “…”
Yan Peinan, who was standing opposite, turned pale and then red, and finally glared at Gu Huafeng with a coquettish look.
Holding her pounding heart, she lowered her head to look at Ji Zhuo and said, "Don't worry, little brat, we won't affect His Highness! I really don't know what kind of magic potion you Moxiang Academy kids have drunk. You act like little adults, all thinking about His Highness."
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