Chapter 87: Severing Karma

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Ji Qinglan looked at Li Yu. He knew that Ji Wanjie’s special physique was not tolerated by the orthodox path.
He could understand if Li Yu decided not to keep Ji Wanjie around anymore.

However, Li Yu went silent for a short moment before he spoke, “Since you’ve entered our Qingyun Sect, the sect naturally won’t abandon you easily. As long as you don’t violate the sect rules or do anything bad, the sect won’t chase you away. You may go back and cultivate in peace. I’ll help you ask the
sect master to see if there’s any way to suppress the demonic nature of your physique!”

Are you kidding me? The first phase of the mission is almost completed.
Even if I had to break his legs, Ji Wanjie must stay in the sect for the time being.

Tl leave this matter until the first phase of the mission is over and get my experience points reward.

“Tm afraid that this physique will make me develop demonic thoughts in the future and harm the sect!” the Blood Spirit Monarch responded. He naturally hoped that Li Yu would back off and expel him from the sect, allowing him to return to the Xi Liang Dynasty.
“Don’t worry. My sword will help you wash away your demonic ideas!” A wisp of a benevolent smile curved up the corners of Li Yu’s mouth.

The Blood Spirit Monarch shivered. He knew that this boy would not be so kind-hearted!

After he was brought back to the Qingyun Sect, the Blood Spirit Monarch was arranged to cultivate by himself on the mountain beside the Nine-tailed Mountain.

Li Qingyum planted a few restrictions in Ji Wanjie’s body. It was to suppress the bloodthirst and demonic nature in his physique.

Even though it was completely unnecessary with Li Yu’s sword around.

On top of that, Li Qingyun also set up a separate array formation for the Blood Spirit Monarch’s residence.

It was to lock him up completely while observing his situation.

If there was really something wrong, the Qingyun Sect would not let him stay.

Thus, the Blood Spirit Monarch lived in fear every day in the following days. He felt as if Li Yu’s sword was hanging above his head.

If any abnormality arises, he would have been ‘cleansed’ by Li Yu’s sword.

Ina blessed land on a mountain in the Heavenly Fate Dynasty, a manor that looked like an immortal’s residence sat on a mountain shrouded in clouds.
The manor was scenic and filled with strange flowers and herbs. A few cranes rested beside the pond, and the symphony of nature echoed in the forest.
An old man ina green and white robe was sitting by the pond fishing. The water rippled while clouds swirled.

Before long, a man in luxurious clothes stepped into the manor on a flying sword and walked to the old man’s back with a serious expression.

“Master, I found Gu Yugi. He’s in a sect in the northern region’s Great Xia Dynasty. This sect was founded by Li Qingyun…”
“Li Qingyun?” The old man’s voice rose and fell slightly.

“Li Qingyun’s strength seems to have more or less recovered, but the strongest person in the Qingyun Sect right now isn’t Li Qingyun. It’s his son, Li Yu. This child’s natural talent is extremely monstrous, and our men have likely died under this child’s sword. Rumor has it that the Netherworld Cult’s
Crimson Dragon King was also killed by this child.”

“He could actually kill a Profound Void Martial Stage cultivator? Li Qingyun really has a talented son! It’s a pity, though. Why become inflicted by karma!” The old man’s voice remained plain.
“Master, do you want us to attack?” asked the man.

“Please have Mo Wuhui of the Asura Hall take action to prevent any more uncertainties!” said the old man.

“Then the Qingyun Sect…”

“T’ve told you before that all karma must be severed!” The old man’s voice was still indifferent.

“Yes, sir!” The man cupped his hands and bowed before leaving.

A few days later

In the Great Zenith Domain, in a remote mountain range, an ancient and dilapidated hall sat in a lifeless valley filled with corpses.

There was no vitality here as sinister winds blew. The air was filled with decay, and one would think it was in hell.

It was a place that ordinary folks could not reach. It was also a place rarely known to others.

Two black-robed figures arrived silently and appeared in front of the dilapidated hall.

‘Then, they pushed open the heavy wooden door that let out a muffled whimper.

Dust scattered from the roof of the shed as they strolled in, the dead leaves rustling from their footsteps.

The hall was empty, ruinous, and rotten.

One of the black-robed men took off his mask and called, “A guest has arrived. Come on out!”

As his voice fell, a stone coffin hidden in the shadows in the depths of the hall rumbled open suddenly.

Immediately, an old man seemingly on the verge of death crawled out of the coffin.

“Weren’t you here yesterday?” asked the old man in a hoarse voice as he slowly walked over from the shadows.

“Elder Mo, that was ten years ago!” said the man.

“Oh? It’s been ten years. I’ve slept for a long while!” The old man walked out of the shadows, and a ray of light landed on his face.

His aged face was filled with wrinkles, but his countenance was amiable and out of place amidst the environment.

If one only looked at his appearance, no one would have thought that such a benevolent-looking old man was actually the top assassin in the world, Asura Hall’s Mo Wuhui.
He was a tribulation realm old monster who possessed the ability to seize one’s life, eat one’s soul, and kill invisibly.

He had even cultivated an unpredictable killing technique.

The corpses of those who died in his hands were enough to pile into a myriad of mountains.

“Elder Mo. The guest from last time has invited you to come out of seclusion!” The man cupped his hands.

“Oh? Who am I hired to kill this time?” Elder Mo asked.

“Annihilate a sect. And bring back someone at the same time!” The man replied.

“Who is it?”

“A kid with an Ancient God Body!”

“Oh? No wonder. It’s been tens of thousands of years since I’ve heard of the Ancient Divine Body. Hmm, this is indeed tempting. I’m quite tempted to have it myself!” Elder Mo chuckled.
“Elder Mo, the one who hired your service is someone that our Asura Hall cannot afford to offend. I advise you shouldn’t have any thoughts about the Ancient God Body. Moreover, the other party offered a price that’s enough to satisfy you!” said the man solemnly.
“It’s fine. If this client can’t satisfy me, I don’t care who he is. I’ll take the Ancient God Body for sure!” Elder Mo still had a benevolent smile on his face.

“This is only the deposit. The list of items the other party promised is inside. Please have a look!” The man handed a storage magic treasure to the old man.

After the old man checked, his lips curled into a friendly smile. “Hmm, give me some time to recover. My bones are about to rust!”

As he spoke, the old man shook his slightly stiff neck.

“No hurry. You have three months to hand the kid over!” The man cupped his hands.

Days passed. In the blink of an eye, the day of the appointment of the Jade Pure Dao Sect’s honorary elder arrived as scheduled.
People from the various large sects and families of the Great Xia Dynasty came to the Jade Pure Dao Sect on invitations to witness this historic moment.

Of course, it was not rare to confer the title of honorary elder. It was just that the main character this time was Li Yu, the peerless genius that was renowned in the Grand Xia Dynasty.
As the star of the day, Li Yu naturally arrived at the Jade Pure Dao Sect.

In addition, Li Qingyun, Gu Yugi, Ji Qinglan, Su Mu, and a portion of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect had arrived at the venue to participate in the grand ceremony.

As for Ye Qiu, he was still withdrawn from the outside world. Uh, in seclusion, he was unwilling to leave for the event no matter what!