At this moment, the name "Li Zhengfang" was almost indistinguishable from a nuclear bomb. Duanmu cried out in surprise, and everyone turned to look at him.
Although it was a tragic story, it really was Li Zhengfang.
Unfortunately, at this critical juncture, Li Zhengfang slowly woke up.
"He's awake. Perfect timing. It just doesn't feel right without the main character."
Ji Xiaoxiao had Xuanyuan drop Li Zhengfang to the ground and immediately used Soul Search*.
"No, no, you can't do this to my son."
Liu Ruoshui rushed towards Ji Xiaoxiao like a madwoman, forgetting her identity as a cultivator. She acted like ordinary women arguing, baring her sharp teeth and tearing and biting.
"Get out of my way." Duanmu waved his sleeve and swatted Liu Ruoshui away.
On one side, Ji Xiaoxiao curled her lips and looked at Li Zhengfang with a smile.
"It's alright. I am an immortal. As long as you don't resist when I use Soul Search, my emotions won't fluctuate much during the process. In the first few days, apart from feeling a little dizzy, there will be no aftereffects."
That being said, Ji Xiaoxiao's words implied that if you really killed my disciple Murong, the consequences for you would be unimaginable.
With her hand on Li Zhengfang's crown, Ji Xiaoxiao focused intently on performing the Soul Search technique. A quarter of an hour later, blood trickled from the corner of Ji Xiaoxiao's mouth.
"Master," Duanmu and Xuanyuan said in unison.
My master is an immortal. He only used Soul Search on Li Zhengfang, who is only at the mid-stage of Mahayana. How could it have caused my master to vomit blood?
Ji Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, and they were frighteningly bright.
"Master," Duanmu and Xuanyuan said tremblingly.
“I will deal with this person personally.”
After saying that, Ji Xiaoxiao opened the gates of the underworld and threw Li Zhengfang inside.
From the pitch-black underworld, a hollow voice echoed, "What are your orders, Immortal?"
"Take good care of the person inside for me," Ji Xiaoxiao said coldly.
The ethereal voice spoke again, "Time."
Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, "Ten thousand years."
"Alright." The ethereal voice dissipated, and Ji Xiaoxiao's cultivation level dropped to Lower Immortal. Money for goods, that's how business works.
The gates of the underworld slowly closed, and Liu Ruoshui, belatedly realizing this, hurriedly ran forward.
"No, no!" Liu Ruoshui used her flesh and blood to forcefully open the gates of the underworld. That was her son; how could he suffer in the underworld for 100,000 years?
Ji Xiaoxiao's summoning of the Underworld seems effortless, but the price she has to pay is unimaginable to ordinary people. The gates of the Underworld are related to the cycle of reincarnation in the Three Realms; they are as solid as a rock and unbreakable.
As the gates of the underworld slowly closed, Liu Ruoshui, standing between the two gates, panicked and at a loss. She wanted to let go, but she couldn't bear to part with Li Zhengfang. She wanted to persevere to the end, but her courage was ultimately limited.
Seeing this, Li Yushi said, "Ruoshui, let go of her hand quickly."
The underworld is a low-level realm of ghosts and monsters, filled with an icy aura that can penetrate to the bone. They constantly yearn to escape the underworld and venture into the human world, and the gate to the underworld, which is frequently visited, is a block of ice. If a person places their hand on it for an extended period, it will be sucked in and become permanently attached to it.
"No, no, my hand feels like... Yunfei, save me."
Li Yushi rushed over, and dark blue-black ice covered most of Liu Ruoshui's body.
The deepest ice in the underworld is so cold that touching it means certain death.
"Help me, help me," Liu Ruoshui said weakly.
Li Yushi stopped in his tracks, watching helplessly as Liu Ruoshui was crushed into a pulp by the gates of the underworld, her soul unable to leave those gates for all eternity.
"Oh."
After a long while, Li Yushi uttered a single syllable.
"Hehe...hehehe..."
One wrong step leads to another, and a lifetime of mistakes.
Li Yushi turned around and looked at Ji Xiaoxiao.
"Xian Bifeng, I hate you." Li Yushi's face was contorted with rage, making him look extremely terrifying.
Ji Xiaoxiao said calmly, "That's great, I hate you too."
You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a bucket. Sometimes you really can't judge a person by their experience or appearance.
“Li Yushi, I never expected you to be so cunning. If I hadn’t accidentally discovered this during my soul search, I wouldn’t have known that Murong’s death was orchestrated by Li Zhengfang under your guidance.”
That's right, the mastermind behind this was Li Yushi. The death of the original owner's eldest disciple was orchestrated by Li Yushi, who instructed Li Zhengfang to do everything in his power to accomplish it.
"Why?"
Murong Ke was someone he had watched grow up; they were more like father and son than father and son.
"Why?" Li Yushi laughed, a maniacal laugh. "Why? As clever as you are, how could you not know Xian Bifeng? Oh, right, you asked me this to humiliate me, just like you always have."
---Aside---
The next chapter returns to the Immortal Realm, where the secrets of their little romance will be revealed!
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