In the main hall of Yuxiu Peak, everyone subconsciously held their breath.
It's here, it's finally here!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief; what was bound to happen had to happen.
When he met Liu Ruoshui's eyes, Li Yushi opened his mouth but was speechless.
"Can't you say it? Or have you forgotten?"
Ji Xiaoxiao stood up and casually kicked Liu Ruoshui away.
"Bifeng, I still stand by what I said before: all the mistakes are my fault. I beg you not to implicate others; they are all innocent."
At this moment, Li Yushi showed none of the airs of the number one person in Lingshan Continent. He knelt on the cold jade stone, his swollen forehead slamming heavily against it again and again, until it was covered in blood and flesh.
Ji Xiaoxiao watched coldly, thinking, "The more you hurt yourself, the happier I am."
After a while, Li Yushi awkwardly stopped what he was doing.
“Bifeng…” Ji Xiaoxiao interrupted Li Yushi, “Don’t call me by my name, it’s disgusting.”
Looking closely at the man kneeling before her, she saw that he was of average appearance, with a solid foundation but only mediocre talent. He was a piece of trash who would be hard to spot in a crowd. How did the original owner of this body take a liking to him?
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. There's only a fine line between genius and madness. Wasn't the original owner a peerless genius, used to delicacies? Trying some simple porridge and side dishes wouldn't be a bad choice. However, this dish was laced with poison.
“If Li Yushi won’t tell you, I will.”
Ji Xiaoxiao sighed, her face filled with sorrow.
“Master also bears responsibility for Murong’s death,” Ji Xiaoxiao said to Duanmu.
Duanmu waved his hands repeatedly, "Master, my senior brother's death was caused by Li Yushi and his family. You have ascended to the Immortal Realm, and you are too far away to help him. Why do you need to mention this?"
Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor; it is unacceptable to involve others in the misfortune.
Ji Xiaoxiao said, "No, Murong's death was indeed related to Master. If Master hadn't told Li Yushi how to activate the item that recognizes its owner, Murong might not have died."
Generally speaking, once a magical artifact is bound to its original owner, it cannot be used by others. However, just as an impenetrable fortress is not completely airtight, a magical artifact created by its original owner can be reused by simply dripping the heart's blood and marrow of its former owner onto its surface.
In the days leading up to her ascension, the original owner was filled with anxiety, worried that Li Yushi, who knew neither alchemy nor weapon crafting, would starve to death. In a moment of distraction, she let slip the secret. Taking a "what's the use of something" approach, the original owner revealed more details to Li Yushi about her weapon crafting process, such as how to reclaim her weapons and how to find them among the vast sea of people.
"I never imagined, I really never imagined, that my kindness to you would become my disciple's death warrant." Good intentions gone wrong—that's a perfect description of the original owner's situation.
Li Yushi lowered his head in shame. He…
Ji Xiaoxiao shook her head, sighing at the cruel twist of fate.
"Liu Ruoshui, do you have anything else to say?"
Liu Ruoshui sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.
Ji Xiaoxiao continued, "Your son may indeed have found my apprentice's storage ring, but for an outsider to access the items inside, it would require my apprentice's heart's blood and marrow. Liu Ruoshui, tell me, in ordinary murder and robbery, would the murderer drip the victim's heart's blood and marrow onto the goods?"
Liu Ruoshui suddenly raised her head and said loudly, "It's possible, it's possible."
If there's any possibility, then the murderer is her son.
"It is possible that during the battle, Junior Nephew Murong's heart's blood and marrow accidentally dripped onto the storage ring. Afterwards, the murderer took Junior Nephew Murong's storage ring, but accidentally dropped it on the way, and it just so happened that my son picked it up. My son was an innocent victim. Liu Ruoshui begs the immortal to investigate clearly and not to wrong my son."
Liu Ruoshui was extremely anxious and didn't notice that her words were full of loopholes.
Ji Xiaoxiao scoffed, "Liu Ruoshui, you are also a cultivator. You know how rare and precious heart blood and bone marrow are, and how important they are to cultivators. If they accidentally drip onto a storage ring during a fight, ordinary blood might be affected, but heart blood and bone marrow are absolutely impossible to obtain. Unless a cultivator actively uses their heart blood and bone marrow, and there is no external force to deprive them, the heart blood and bone marrow will remain in their body indefinitely."
Liu Ruoshui remained stubborn and unwilling to give up, arguing, "That could also be because someone took my junior brother Murong's heart blood and marrow for cultivation, and accidentally..."
Accidentally?
Ji Xiaoxiao's face was as cold as ice, and her imposing aura poured out, causing the people around her to bend over.
"An accident? Where do you get so many accidents? Besides, using one's own blood and marrow to cultivate and increase one's cultivation is something that demonic people do. And those who entered the small secret realm that day were all disciples of my Immortal Rhyme Sect. How do you explain this?"
Faced with Ji Xiaoxiao's repeated questioning, Liu Ruoshui used her silver tongue to distort the truth. "Anyway, some people are already dead. Whether it's good or bad, it's all their fault. Who knows what's true or false?"
"Liu Ruoshui, I'm going to take your life."
Liu Ruoshui's plan was sound, but she forgot that those who could enter the minor secret realm needed both cultivation and talent, but without the support of status and position, it would take some time for them to truly shine. The person Liu Ruoshui had falsely accused was already deceased; he was the grandson of an elder.
After the commotion, Liu Ruoshui was disheveled, bruised and swollen, and his limbs ached all over. Alas, he tried to steal a chicken but lost the rice instead—that perfectly describes Liu Ruoshui.
Having been thoroughly reprimanded, Liu Ruoshui dared not spout nonsense anymore and argued with Ji Xiaoxiao in a proper and respectful manner. Ji Xiaoxiao grew increasingly impatient, but then her savior suddenly appeared.
"Xuanyuan, where did you go?" Duanmu asked.
At some point, Xuanyuan slipped away from the council hall.
"Who is this person?" Duanmu noticed that Xuanyuan was carrying a person with disheveled hair that covered his face, and Duanmu couldn't recognize him for a moment. "Li Zhengfang."
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