After a stick of incense had burned, the three of them, using their light-footed skills, silently drifted into Li Dequan's house, blending into the night.
After entering the woodshed, Li Dequan quickly stepped forward.
As Li Dequan moved several piles of firewood in one spot, the corpse of the person Li Dequan had mentioned earlier was revealed.
He has a long, narrow face and looks quite ordinary.
His face, devoid of any life, appeared noticeably pale in the lantern's glow.
After looking the man over for a few moments, Chu Qinghe stepped forward and placed his hand on the corpse's shoulder.
As internal energy was injected, Chu Qinghe raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Oh ho, he's a first-rate, perfected martial artist."
Upon hearing what Chu Qinghe said, Qu Feiyan asked in astonishment, "The person is dead, how do you know he was a first-class martial artist?"
Chu Qinghe said calmly, "This guy has already opened up all eighteen extraordinary meridians and eight major profound meridians. How could a martial artist who is not at the first-class perfect realm possibly have such a situation?"
For example, examining a martial artist's cultivation level before death is something that even experienced martial artists in the martial world can figure out through methods, let alone Chu Qinghe.
Finding out a martial artist's cultivation level during their lifetime is incredibly easy.
However, now that he had determined the person's cultivation level before death, Chu Qinghe was basically certain that this person was not targeting him, and was not himself.
After lingering on the corpse for a few moments, Chu Qinghe looked at Dongfang Bubai and asked, "Do you recognize him?"
In response to Chu Qinghe's question, Dongfang Bubai gently shook his head.
Seeing this, Chu Qinghe said nothing more, but raised his hand and touched the corpse. After a moment, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt something was wrong.
Then, after turning up the collar of the corpse's underwear, in the light of the lantern, they all saw that a token had been sewn into the collar of the person's underwear.
After taking the token down, Chu Qinghe moved it a little closer to the lantern.
Using the light emitted by the lanterns, the group was able to clearly see the appearance of the token.
The token was no more than two inches in size, brown all over, and clearly made of a special metal.
Apart from some special patterns on the token, each side of the token is printed with different text.
A single stroke of iron and silver calligraphy left behind the character "玄" (xuan).
One side reads "Seven Thirteen".
The workmanship is exquisite.
After examining the token for a short while, Chu Qinghe tossed it to Dongfang Bubai.
However, after examining the token in his hand for a while, Dongfang Bubai frowned.
Taking in Dongfang Bubai's reaction, Chu Qinghe asked, "Did you think of something?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Bubai examined the token in his hand and said, "There's a hint, but it's not certain yet!"
Chu Qinghe said, "Having some ideas is enough."
After saying that, Chu Qinghe looked at Qu Feiyan and said, "Let's go back first. You can dispose of this body!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Qu Feiyan nodded, then grabbed the corpse from the pile of firewood, channeled her inner energy, and rushed out the door.
Watching Qu Feiyan leave, Chu Qinghe stroked his chin and said, "Looks like we'll have to concoct some corpse-dissolving powder or something."
After all, the act of having to deal with the corpse after killing someone was indeed a bit cumbersome in Chu Qinghe's eyes.
Moreover, leaving the body behind would be inappropriate if others were to deduce some of Chu Qinghe's methods from the corpse.
Rather than standing openly before the enemy and letting them know his strengths and weaknesses, Chu Qinghe preferred a touch of mystery.
In that case, if the enemy doesn't know Chu Qinghe's background and tries to poison him, they can hit the mark every time. How convenient would that be?
After calming Li Dequan down for a while, Chu Qinghe and Dongfang Bubai left.
As Chu Qinghe returned home, Dongfang Bubai, whose brows had been furrowed the entire way, suddenly spoke up: "I'm going out for a bit."
In response, Chu Qinghe gave a soft "hmm" in acknowledgment.
After Dongfang Bubai left, Chu Qinghe glanced around the courtyard.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Qinghe muttered, "It seems I should make more preparations!"
.........
Here, under the moonlight, Dongfang Bubai once again transformed into a ghostly figure, flashing continuously.
As Dongfang Bubai moved to the outside of Chu Qinghe's courtyard, his true energy subtly surged. A few breaths later, more than ten disciples of the Sun Moon Divine Sect quickly flashed from a distance to Dongfang Bubai's side.
"Greetings, Master."
However, before Sang San Niang and the other disciples of the Sun Moon Cult could shout their slogan "Skilled in both literature and martial arts, unifying the martial world," Dongfang Bubai interrupted them with a flick of his sleeve.
After tossing the token that Chu Qinghe had found to Sang San Niang, Dongfang Bubai said in a deep voice, "Go and check if this token belongs to the Dragon Guard Manor."
Perhaps it was the sudden change tonight that caused Dongfang Bubai's originally good mood to vanish.
As he spoke, Dongfang Bubai's voice turned several degrees colder.
After glancing at the token, Sang San Niang quickly replied, "Your subordinate obeys."
Dongfang Bubai paused for a few moments before continuing, "I remember that the Green Snake Gang and Iron Fist Sect in Yushui City are forces under the Hengshan Sect, right?"
Sang San Niang: "The leader is wise, indeed."
Seeing this, after pondering for a short while, Dongfang Bubai said in a deep voice: "Have people wipe out the Green Snake Gang and the Iron Fist Sect, and replace all the people in them with disciples of my Divine Sect."
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