Chapter 183
It was already midnight when the three of them returned to the inn. The next morning, as soon as it was light, the three of them got up early in tacit understanding, took the sect token and went to register.
There were many people from the sect who signed up. Ye Lan and Han both thought that they would be the first to sign up, but they didn't expect that when they arrived, there was already a long queue in front of them.
"Have you heard?"
"What's going on? What happened? Tell us quickly."
The people in front of Ye Lan were whispering to each other. Ye Lan, who was extremely sensitive to gossip, instantly pricked up his ears.
"The third son of the Li family, the second largest family in Xingyao City, was murdered last night!"
As soon as that person said this, the team in front of him sighed.
"Who is so bold? Even though the Third Young Master Li wasn't the designated heir of the Li family, he was still a key person to be trained. He was actually killed in the Li family compound. Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't know whether to praise the man who killed the Third Young Master Li for his bravery or stupidity!"
"Yes, yes, everyone knows that although the Li family cannot compare to the number one Liu family, they at least have an ancestor in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Even if he is not favored, he is still the bloodline of the Li family. Whoever killed the third son of the Li family will be in big trouble!"
Ancestor in the Spirit Transformation Stage?
Ye Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, he was still savoring what the people in front of him said.
He felt Leng Qingqiu's hand tightly holding his hand, and Ye Lan couldn't help but look at him.
Leng Qingqiu's expression didn't change at all, and when there were many people around, he always had an icy face, and Ye Lan was used to it.
[He pretends to be a human being.]
It was like the person holding his hand was not him.
Ye Lan knew Leng Qingqiu's temper very well and did not take his hand away.
Anyway... I can't take it out.
Leng Qingqiu curled the corners of her lips slightly towards him, indicating that he didn't need to worry.
He does things very cleanly.
Naturally, he would not leave any handle for others. In order to prevent future troubles, he even tore apart Li Sheng's soul.
When Ye Lan saw his expression, she couldn't help but light a candle for Mr. Li.
You can mess with anyone else, but this traitor. He wouldn't dare mess with this ancestor...
The group of people in front were still chattering, wondering which great god could kill Li Sheng.
Ye Lan turned his head away guiltily, suppressing his gossipy thoughts. After a while, it was their turn to sign up.
"Xiaoyao Sect, three people!" Ye Lan handed over the sect token in his hand.
Perhaps it was because their sect was really too... Ye Lan really wanted to cover his face and cursed the old sect leader several times in his heart.
The old man who was registering the registration form raised his head and glanced at the three of them. His eyes wandered over them for a moment before he coughed and said, "Name, category."
Ye Lan said calmly, "Alchemy practitioner Ye Lan, weapon practitioner Han Dun, and sword practitioner Leng Qingqiu."
The old man in charge of registration quickly finished writing and handed the sect token and competition number to Ye Lan with a wave of his hand.
"The number plates will be used for the draw at the sect competition tomorrow. Please keep them well and don't lose them." The old man rarely said this.
It was his words that made the people from other sects who were still queuing up behind him look over to see which sect they were from to receive such special treatment.
As a result, they saw that it was the Xiaoyao Sect, which had always been at the bottom of the list. They all looked at it with suspicion.
Ye Lan's scalp tingled. He quickly bowed to the old man and then took Leng Qingqiu and Han Dun away.
Before they walked out of the circle of people's attention, Leng Qingqiu pulled away Ye Lan's hand from Han Dun, gave Han Dun a look, and then took Ye Lan's hand and left first.
Han Dun: ...
No? Aren't we from the same sect?
Even though he is yours, you pulled me down through my clothes. Are you jealous?
Han Dun couldn't understand Leng Qingqiu...
"Hey, wait for me!"
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Li family.
An old woman was struggling with her hands, and an old man as thin as a horse pole was crying.
"Master, Master! You have to decide for my son! He died in an unclear manner! This is my only son."
The old man frowned and kept comforting the old woman: "Don't worry, Sheng'er is still my son, how could I not care about him."
Although he agreed verbally, he was still perfunctory with good intentions.
Although the old woman was a bit old, she was also a sensational beauty when she was young. He had no other choice. Li Sheng's soul had been destroyed, so even if he wanted to find it, he had no way to start.
After comforting the old woman, he turned and went into a secret room.
This secret room is extremely hidden, and only he, the head of the family, knows about it.
He took the jade token from his waist and embedded it in the groove of the gate.
With a loud bang, the stone door opened from both sides.
The old man walked in. As soon as he stepped into the stone door, his entire back instantly arched.
It was as if there was an invisible pressure in this space pressing on his back, making it impossible for him to stand up straight.
He took two deep breaths, his face looking very pious and respectful.
He immediately knelt on the ground, with his hands folded in front of him devoutly.
"Li Wanyou begs the ancestor to come out and help the Li family find the murderer who killed my son!"
He bowed three times in a row, and at the last bow, an invisible force lifted him up from beneath him.
At the same time, a cold middle-aged man's voice came from inside: "Forget it, tell me in detail."
The old man was extremely excited and walked inside quickly.
In fact, he hadn't seen the ancestor for a long time. He remembered that the last time he saw the ancestor was when he was still a child.
He secretly looked up and saw a burly middle-aged man sitting cross-legged. The man looked much younger than him, but only he knew how terrifying the cultivation level of this young man was.
He explained everything to the middle-aged man in a very polite manner. He kept his head down the whole time and did not dare to look at the old man's expression.
The old ancestor was holding his head with one hand, looking at him with lack of interest.
"What level of cultivation have you reached now? How could you not even be able to do this? Never mind. Perhaps it's because I haven't shown up in a long time, and people have underestimated our Li family."
The Li family ancestor said this and slowly stood up.
As he stood up, the pressure around him became even more intense.
The old man didn't dare to refute and quickly knelt on the ground. He almost lost his balance and fell straight to the ground.
"I beg you, ancestor, to revive our Li family!"
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