If given another chance, Xiao Zhan would have chosen to not plot against Li Zhiyuan. He would even refrain from sending assassins to hunt him down after his injury. That way, the Grand Master and the many Creed of Divinity acolytes who were killed would still be alive today.
But why? What drove him to hatch such an insidious plot against Li Zhiyuan?
In his perplexity, he remembered why. His son. His son loathed Li Zhiyuan. It was like a vole playing with a rat at first. All his son wanted was to destroy the Northern Steppe's most famous wunderkind and see him suffer.
But why? His son had always been a proud sort who cared little about fame and position. What changed him? What turned him into a prodigal playboy who all of a sudden wished ill upon Li Zhiyuan? He knew his son to be better than that. Even without using the Vestal of the White Lotus Dongfang Qinghong to administer poison, the Lion was sure that his son could easily defeat
"You know what? You scum really are tiresome. You call yourselves champions and think you deserve respect, but here you are, willing to go as low as threatening the safety of others just to achieve your means. For the love of Heavens, that level of hypocrisy... Is this how Cultivators of Arccustone, the biggest and strongest religious and militant order in the Northern Steppes, conduct themselves? Well, congratulations, you've managed to antagonize me." Li Mu's hand shot up and he lung an arm, hurling a searing-white Spiritual Qi bolt that screamed through the air, arcing like a boomerang as it curved towards somewhere from whence the voice had come from but from behind it. The resultant bang elicited an eruption of dust and air. A ghostly figure, dark and shadowy, rippled into appearance. "Y-You... You can see me?!" But that was just for one fleeting second. Before Li Mu could take a good look at the umbra
It did not take long for pedestrians to take notice of a deep gaping hole right in the middle of the road with a foul acrid odor wafting out from its depths. Warily, everyone kept a safe distance. The hole and the strange, mysterious fog that had kept everyone trapped inside had unsettled everyone enough to huddle around together to talk and gossip about what happened. But no one saw Li Mu at all. Despite standing in the middle of the street, people thronged by him, missing him completely. "The Apparition's Flight eh? Impressive technique. So as long as I'm not attacking, I'll be invisible. So that fool just now was still Class IX. That could be why he still needed that gimp-suit-like scale armor to keep himself invisible. Well, fortunately for me, I don't have to wear that thing. I'd look like a pervert in it." Li Mu was quite satisfied with the technique. In the end, he filled up the big gaping hole with
Every head in Rydorburg swiveled in the direction of the stronghold of Arcusstone when they heard the thunderous voice that swept across the entire city with incomprehensible bewilderment. "What in Heaven's name had possessed Li Zhiyuan into committing such insanity?! Has he gone mad?! "It's not even a day after he had butchered everyone from the Priory! Is he really going for Arcusstone this time?! What is he after?! To take on the whole world himself?! "That's really insane!" In the meantime, Li Mu was standing just outside Arcusstone's main entrance. What the gates revealed when they were flung open was the surprising sight of squalor -- a barely-tended horse trail left to be infested by weed leading straight into a shabby and decrepit courtyard devoid of any human soul. There was no one at all. Li Mu was half-expecting to see an army of seething Arcusstone acolytes rushing out to surround him.
These really were acolytes of Arcusstone. A huge pall of incomprehension hung over Li Mu. His suspicions could very well be true. But who was this unknown power that had just quietly stepped into Arcusstone's shoes without the rest of the world realizing it?! That the most powerful organization had been taken over by someone else would have raised alarm, yet no one knew. The very notion of something like this being true could make even the stoutest heart quake with fright. Even Li Mu himself could not pull off a trick of such magnitude. This wasn't something anyone could possibly accomplish alone. Li Mu and Shen Jia wandered around. By the end of their search, it was certain that the first level contained a hundred jail cells, all of which were filled with dead Arcusstone acolytes of varying positions and cultivation ranks. All that was left were their bones and personal effects that could be
Everything really was just as what Li Mu had guessed. The jail cells of the third level of the dungeons each housed a Class X champion although Li Mu knew none of them. Once powerful and proud champions who were living legends of the Northern Steppes, they have now been reduced to demented lunatics raving incessantly, forever trapped in an endless delirium that none of them could hear nor see nor speak anymore. Save one. One of them sensed Li Mu's approach and he desperately tried to communicate by croaking hoarsely using his ruptured vocal cords. It took quite some time before Li Mu finally understood what he was trying to say: "Kill me." The long years of endless torture had corroded any will to live on. Li Mu was no saint. He knew very well that the amount of damage and injury inflicted on the poor man was beyond cure and salvation. Hence, he did what he needed to do by ending his life cleanly to stop the torment. As
"As if you could." Li Mu surveyed his foe. The son of the Lion was almost as young as he was. Handsome even, and brimming with confidence. The emanation of Mana denoted a powerful rank. He could very well be the most powerful person Li Mu has ever encountered in Molderad thus far. "Of course, I could," said the son of the Lion." I've been busy with the affairs of the True God and that allowed you the chance to make a name for yourself. But all that glory is frivolous in my eyes. It's nothing but a joke to me." "You're one to talk," smirked Li Mu, "And because of this True God, you're willing to sacrifice the Priory of the Four Seas?" "The Priory's just a pastime to me. Something of a side project. But you, Li Zhiyuan. You're interesting. I thought I was done with you one year ago. Your resurgence to power really is surprising," said the son of the Lion dryly. Little did he realize that the Li Zhiyuan whom h
The Abomination's strength made him more dangerous than a Class XI champion. "Pity. This weapon had served me rather well." Li Mu reached a hand at the broken shards of his saber and groped, magically drawing each and every single piece into the air, which he handed to Shen Jia for safekeeping. Next, Li Mu fired a few Mana beams on the ground and carved out a circle filled with strange glyph-like inscriptions. He stomped and the ground quivered as if in response. Before Shen Jia knew it, faint lines appeared, like slender veins of silver running in the ground. More Mana continued to fill the grooves on the ground and steadily, they grew broader and clearer until the magical circle was complete. The Magical Circle of Transcendence. A barrier-type magical field. A cylindrical wall of light rose up from the outer peripherals of the magical circle on the ground and kept Shen Jia within its protect
Li Mu did not respond. He leaned forward and raised aloft his weapon. With all his weight and strength, he brought down his saber hard like a god trying to cut a path through the sea of blood. Such was the power of a Class-XII. The blow parted both air and liquid. Li Mu dove into the parted sea of blood and lunged at the Celestial Demon for their second round. With every clash of saber and trident, the impacts of their collisions sent ripples that blew out in waves of forces that kept the sea at bay. But the longer they fought, the more Li Mu felt apprehensive. There was something familiar in his enemy's style. For one moment, he thought that he was back in that abandoned parade square, fighting against the Extraterritorial Demons. This entity and his trident might not be the same, but the way he fought and his powers appeared starkly similar. No one else in Molderad could ever b
Li Mu's cultivation nowadays was at the peak of the Golden Immortal, and his battle power could cut down the first generals.If one were to obtain a drop of Immortal Marrow, one could instantly leap into the peak of Immortal Generals, and at that time, even if one were to face an Immortal King, one would be able to defeat him in battle, not to mention traversing across the major state capitals, even if it was the entire Eastern Sacred Continent, the heavens and the earth were vast, and one could go to it.At that time, it would be like a fish out of water to find Wang Shiyu, Hua Wanyong, and the others.At that thought, Li Mu immediately became desirous of this Immortal Marrow."One drop of Immortal Marrow, one great realm, so if a bottle of Immortal Marrow were all swallowed, wouldn't it directly soar into the Immortal Emperor, Immortal Emperor or even Immortal Lord realm?" Li Mu said.Xia Jing was stunned and then giggled."I didn't expect that
Uh-huh?What a scene of déjà vu.Li Mu all of a sudden, remembered the legendary Liu Huangshu Baidicheng entrusted the orphan.It's a pity that the Emperor is not Uncle Liu.And Li Mu is not Zhuge Kongming.Li Mu said indifferently, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I can make a dao oath that I won't taint the imperial power of Huangji Cliff for the rest of my life.""Cough cough cough ......" the emperor coughed, hastily said: "I ...... am not using words to frame you, I... ...In the chaotic world, there is no strength, sooner or later ...... sooner or later is the death ...... of the disaster ...... wood brother you if you are the emperor, or you may be able to ...... preserve a trace of my bloodline, I ......"Li Mu said, "Your Majesty's meaning, I understand, but my words remain the same, I will never dye the royal fist, Emperor Chen will be a bright ruler."The emperor sighed and said, "I understand ...... all ...... all stand down ....
Reimu smiled.Snap your fingers.Phew.A golden stream of light flashed by.Emperor Zhen, who was roaring at the top of his lungs, his voice came to an abrupt end, and his hands covered his neck, a splash of blood seeped out, followed by golden flames, which spewed out from his body."You ...... you dare to kill me?"He looked at Li Mu incredulously and eventually turned into a puff of flying ash.In the great hall, there was an instant dead silence.The horrific images, although they had ended, the aftermath was still like a hurricane, still madly hitting everyone's nerves over and over again.Prince Wood actually went out and killed someone?He actually made a move?Killing a royal son with royal blood flowing in his body right here in this great hall?He dared.He really dared.All the ministers felt that their bodies were cold, as if they had fallen into an ice cave, like the cold winter of the t
The other ministers in the hall, hearing such words, could not help but look at Zheng Yuan with shocked gazes.The so-called Emperor Tatsu's son is a wild seed, this kind of thing, if you don't explode it sooner or later, and you don't explode it at this time, what is the intention?Besides, it's not certain whether it's true or not.Saying such words in such an important meeting of the court was tantamount to slapping the emperor's face in public and rubbing the emperor's majesty, on the ground.What a nerve.On one side, Servant Yin's face changed wildly as she shook her head and argued, "No, it's not like that, Chen'er is His Majesty's child ...... "When the Emperor intended to set up Emperor Chen as the Crown Prince just now, she vaguely realized that this was a dangerous signal, the treacherous darkness of the palace court was not something she could resist as a small servant girl.But I didn't expect the slander and danger to come so
"Tatsu-chan!"Servant Yin was filled with a huge surprise in her chest and subconsciously rushed over to the little boy and held him in her arms."Mother, you're here too ...... Mother, I've seen father."The little boy dug into Squire Yin's arms with delight.His first words had to do with his parents.But many snickers resounded clearly and audibly in the great hall.Although no one said anything, the meaning was clear: 'Father' is a word you call, too?Servant Yin, however, didn't pay that much attention.In the instant she saw her son, her heart, without the slightest bit of nervousness or panic, held her son firmly in her arms, and the only thought in her entire life and soul at that moment was to protect her son at all costs."Do not make a noise and stand aside."The Grand Eunuch opened his mouth to chide.The little boy then kept his mouth tightly shut.He was foolish and hadn't seen much of the world, b
A cold aura flickered.A sword to the death.The sharp sword was about to pierce the young maid's brow.Just then, a sudden change occurred.Suddenly space and time seemed to freeze, and the black-clothed assassin realized that his immortal sword, after all, was no longer able to progress the slightest bit.What's going on?He was alarmed in his mind.And yet the next moment--Ding!The sword body incredibly broke apart and turned into countless shards.The tip of the sword flew backward and penetrated the black-clothed assassin's throat.Before the blood could soar out, his body erupted into a ball of golden flames, which then turned into flying ash and dissipated into the air.The little maid looked at what was in front of her in shock.In that moment just now, she thought she was bound to die.It turned out to be the assassin who died.Who saved me?She gasped in horror and looked arou
The Emperor was sitting on the throne of the Nine to Five, a little tired.The fact that he was poisoned was not revealed to the public.So until now, no one has known.But the toxin was eating away at his body so frantically that his energy was declining so much that his entire body felt extremely tired at all times.The sound of ministers' ears arguing seemed near and far away in the ear.The hand-wringing Prince Tatsu was led by the great eunuch and stood on the side of the dragon chair.Eight or nine year old boy, for the first time out of that small compound, face full of fear, timid, like a small goat caught in a wolf pack, not knowing what to do, lowered his head, twisted the corner of his coat, did not even dare to come out of the atmosphere.This look, in the eyes of the ministers, is even more unbearable."Your Majesty's intention to establish a Crown Prince is a major event, and should not be done in haste, perhaps it should
The little boy did not return until late afternoon.The young maid tried to inquire about the news several times, but was mercilessly stopped by the palace's close guards guarding the entrance of the firewood courtyard.She had been until, herself, she was secluded.This alarmed the young maid even more.What the hell is going on?What kind of terrible things would Tatsu'er face if he went to the palace?The Empress and the Noble Consorts, they won't poison him, will they?Why did His Majesty suddenly summon Chen'er to the palace?She speculated in her mind in fear, her tears were like a fountain that she could not control at all.It's a mother's love for her son.Humble but great love.Kneeling on both knees in the courtyard, she looked up at the Hao Sun that was gradually setting in the sky, and at the silver full moon that had already risen, shedding tears and silently praying with her life and soul."Tatsu'e
The Emperor was at the half-step Golden Immortal level of cultivation, and although this realm was forcefully instilled with various resources and secret techniques, the realm was enough after all.The lifespan of a half-step Golden Immortal could be more than five thousand years.So the Emperor never thought that he would have to face death head on, so soon."It's so ...... ungrateful."He smiled bitterly on his face and sighed deeply on the inside.But in the end, you have to face reality.The biggest problem to consider today was who should inherit the throne of Huangji Cliff after his death.He had only ascended the throne as emperor for just over two years, and because he was diligent in his political affairs and too young, he had not even considered the matter of the succession of the throne.In the harem, there are but one wife and two concubines.These three women were not his true love, but were allied for the sake of pr