Li Tongya emerged from his cave mansion, to find the Huaqian Mountain in utter silence. The Lu Family had sealed numerous courtyards, detaining all the people from the Ji Family living on the mountain. The stone path was dotted with spots of blood.
After making a round through the mountain, he saw Lu Sisi descending with the bald man on a gust of wind, holding the corpse of Ji Dengqi in his hand. It seemed they had a fruitful harvest, and with a smile on his face, he said to Li Tongya,
"We were in luck. The Huazhong Mountain was in total chaos. The Ji Family only had one junior family head in the Fetal Breathing Peak, barely twenty years old, who knew to smash the heritage jade slip. Unfortunately, we crushed his skull, and out of six jade slips, we saved three."
Li Tongya nodded, remembering the bottle of nature's spiritual energy in the cave mansion, knowing it was probably something Ji Dengqi had prepared for that young family head. He said gravely,
