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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 2: [Jiuli Insect Valley]
Chapter 91 (119): [Zuoqiu Ting]
(91st of Volume 2)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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The pages of the Iron Book were as thin as razor blades and incredibly hard. Forged from a top-secret metal, they resembled paper but weighed several kilograms each.
As they spun through the air, they created swirling vortexes of qi.
"Boom!"
One of the massive boulders beside the stream was struck. It cleaved through the stone like tofu, instantly piercing through it.
"A Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact!"
Yuan Sheng's eyes flashed with shock as he turned and fled.
Only a handful of Martial-Mystic Cultivators in the first and second stages of the Five Seas Realm possessed Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifacts.
Chen Jingtang's possession was due partly to his Nine Springs Breakthrough to the Five Seas, a testament to his exceptional talent.
Secondly, the Iron Book had been bestowed upon him by an elder of the San Chen Palace in recognition of the crucial Burial Immortal Town battle.
Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifacts like the Iron Book, with their immense power, could cost nearly a hundred million, rivaling the price of High-Grade Spiritual Artifacts.
Yuan Sheng knew he couldn't possibly defend against thirty-five razor-sharp pages.
Moreover, the pursuer behind him was incredibly fast, likely another second-stage Five Seas Realm expert. Escape was impossible; he would be overtaken soon.
There was only one option: to rely on his formidable physical strength to endure the onslaught and charge forward, risking his life in a desperate gamble.
The piercing sound of wind tearing through the air grew closer.
Suddenly, demonic qi erupted from Yuan Sheng's feet, forming a gray cloud. His massive, ten-thousand-kilogram body leaped into the air, soaring over twenty meters high to evade the deadly pages.
Yuan Sheng raised his warhammer high.
His body was massive yet remarkably agile.
He spun and slammed the hammer down toward Li Weiyi below.
The warhammer and the demonic qi cloud shattered most of the iron pages. Only a few pages managed to slash toward him, but the demonic qi enveloping his body temporarily blocked them.
"I must cripple him within ten moves, or I won't escape death today."
Yuan Sheng was no ordinary Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator. He possessed a fierce, desperate fighting spirit and struck at the perfect moment. This strike even incorporated Battle Technique Intent, locking onto Li Weiyi's vital energy with deadly precision.
"This brute isn't stupid! Any life form that reaches the second stage of the Five Seas Realm is clearly not a simple creature."
Li Weiyi experienced the true power of Battle Technique Intent for the first time.
The most immediate effect was a mental and spiritual constraint.
It was as if a voice kept repeating in his mind: "You can't dodge. You mustn't dodge. This strike will kill you. You're doomed!"
Martial-Mystic Cultivators unable to resist Battle Technique Intent often had their will shattered, leaving them helpless to face death.
The Human Race Martial-Mystic Cultivator at the first stage of the Five Seas Realm who had been killed by Yuan Sheng's previous strike likely suffered the same fate.
But the pressure wasn't merely mental.
More vividly, invisible walls seemed to materialize from all directions, pressing down on Li Weiyi, locking onto, pulling at, and suppressing his physical form.
A Spiritual Light Flame ignited between Li Weiyi's eyebrows as he used his Psychic Power to resist the Battle Technique Intent.
He sidestepped, his body as graceful as the wind, and instantly landed over ten feet away.
"Boom!"
The warhammer slammed into the ground, creating a massive, sunken crater.
The powerful demonic qi erupting from the crater transformed into a gust of wind that slammed into Li Weiyi.
Undeterred by his opponent's ferocity, Li Weiyi charged forward instead of retreating.
He leaped into the air and, seizing the opportunity, unleashed the Heaven-Turning Palm Seal, a Dispersed hand technique from the Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony.
"It's not a clash of Battle Technique Intents. He escaped my lock-on by using Psychic Power... Could it be... he's not a second-stage Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the Five Seas Realm, but only a first-stage one?"
Yuan Sheng's pressure eased considerably as he speculated. The invisibility cloak Li Weiyi wore was likely a Mid-Grade Spiritual Artifact, perhaps even a High-Grade one. He was relying on the artifact's power to outmaneuver Yuan Sheng in speed.
Yuan Sheng concluded that Li Weiyi must be a prodigy from a Major Power, a Nine Springs Breakthrough to the Five Seas genius.
After opening the Tenth Spring, the quality of Li Weiyi's spiritual Qi improved, and the Heaven-Turning Palm Seal he unleashed underwent a miraculous transformation.
The Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony materialized.
"Chh chh!"
A stream of bright spiritual Qi surged from Li Weiyi's palm, intertwining to form a millstone-sized square Heaven-Turning Divine Seal.
Faint secret runes adorned the seal's base, while a phantom dragon coiled around its body.
Yuan Sheng, swinging a fist the size of a water jar to meet the attack, was momentarily stunned by the seal's extraordinary brilliance.
However, mistaking it for the light and shadow produced by a spiritual artifact, he didn't take it too seriously.
"Boom!"
The man and the Demon, whose sizes differed by more than tenfold, were simultaneously knocked back.
"This kid's strength is incredible! Could that divine seal's light and shadow have been a High-Grade Spiritual Artifact?"
Yuan Sheng was secretly shocked, becoming even more convinced that Li Weiyi was the peerless Heavenly Pride of the Five Seas Realm's first stage, wielding a powerful treasure.
He raised his warhammer and charged forward with powerful strides.
"So this is the true power of the Twelve Dispersed Hands of the Chan Sect. Its bare-handed combat strength surpasses even that of a spiritual artifact."
Li Weiyi stared at his palm, momentarily stunned by his own power.
His Martial Dao cultivation seemed to have become even more profound and wondrous.
Seeing Yuan Sheng charging at him like a mountain, his aura as majestic as a towering peak, Li Weiyi decided to test the Heaven-Turning Palm Seal's power once more.
This time, he channeled not only his spiritual Qi but also the Immortal Haze from his Divine Gate.
"Whoosh!"
Taking a bow stance, he struck out with his palm.
As the spiritual Qi and Immortal Haze flowed and intertwined, the millstone-sized Heaven-Turning Ancient Seal reappeared, even brighter than before, radiating Immortal light and Dao essence.
"Boom!"
Yuan Sheng staggered back, as if struck by a mountain of stone.
His hands throbbed with pain, and demon blood trickled from his knuckles. The impact of the warhammer colliding with the divine seal's phantom had nearly sent it flying from his grasp.
Li Weiyi stood rooted to the spot, his feet driven deep into the mud by the explosive force of the warhammer. His heart surged with excitement, his fighting spirit soaring.
He roared, "Again!"
He leaped into the air, charging forward.
Simultaneously controlling thirty-five iron book pages, he unleashed the Heaven-Turning Palm Seal once more, carefully savoring its profound mysteries.
Several miles away, a figure enveloped in spiritual Qi hurried across the grassland.
He stopped beneath a towering black tree atop a mountain, his posture straight and imposing. He was Wang Daozhen, one of the top three young masters of the Wang Clan of the Sui Sect.
Like Yuan Sheng, he had been ordered to guard this place and capture Sima Qin at all costs.
Recognizing the Iron Book and the Nightwalker's Garment, Wang Daozhen knew without a doubt that the person battling Yuan Sheng was Sima Qin.
He was stunned.
"Has he already broken through to the Five Seas Realm? Just after breaking through, he can already overwhelm Yuan Sheng in both speed and strength? This kid truly is a Martial-Mystic anomaly."
"He is Sima Qin!"
Wang Daozhen shouted a warning, then soared into the air, riding the wind and spiritual Qi as he charged toward the battlefield.
"He is Sima Qin?"
Yuan Sheng, still reeling from Li Weiyi's bizarre palm strike, was startled by Wang Daozhen's shout. Before he could fully recover, a metal book page finally pierced his demonic qi defense and slashed across his chest.
His chest muscles were torn open, blood gushing forth, and the pain was excruciating.
Seeing Wang Daozhen appear, Li Weiyi abandoned his practice and testing mindset, launching a full-scale attack to end the battle swiftly.
Li Ling, having slain the Lynx Demon, arrived nearby. Her eyes, deep and profound, had been fixed on the palm strike Li Weiyi had just unleashed.
Wang Daozhen appeared on a hill opposite her, his eyes filled with wariness. He knew this sixteen-year-old genius had already reached the Fang Chi Heavenly Fire Realm.
To save Yuan Sheng, he would have to overcome her first.
A melodious whistle echoed from afar, growing closer.
Chen Ying, the Five Seas Realm expert stationed here from the San Chen Palace, approached from a distance, enveloped in a cloud of spiritual Qi.
She led five young Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Jiu Li Clan, forming a triangular standoff with Wang Daozhen and Li Ling.
She appeared to be in her fifties, with sharp eyes and clad in a low-grade spiritual artifact-level iron cloth battle armor.
Upon arriving, Chen Ying immediately grabbed the arm of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old Spring Surge Realm youth and hurled him like a stone over thirty meters toward Li Weiyi and Yuan Sheng, who were locked in combat.
Simultaneously, Wang Daozhen charged down the hill, drew his Formation-Cracking Whip, and attacked Li Weiyi.
Li Ling glanced at the battlefield, saw Yuan Sheng already bleeding profusely, and decided not to intervene.
She turned to Chen Ying and asked, "Are there only three of you guarding this place?"
"Isn't three enough?" Chen Ying replied calmly, "I know you're strong, but I also have four hostages here. Which do you think is faster: saving people or killing them?"
Below the hill, a scream echoed.
Yuan Sheng's face was struck by a palm strike, his skull cracked, and his body crashed heavily to the ground.
Li Weiyi watched the Jiu Li Clan youth plummet from the sky and Wang Daozhen approach with his whip, secretly admiring the Four Great Sects' understanding and exploitation of human weakness.
If Yuan Sheng had held on for just one more breath, Li Weiyi would have been trapped in a pincer attack by two Five Seas Realm, Second Stage experts while trying to save him.
"Clatter!"
Li Weiyi produced the Ghost Banner and gracefully soared into the air.
He enveloped the Jiu Li Clan youth in the Nether Mist that surged from the banner.
Wang Daozhen, watching Li Weiyi still suspended in mid-air, let a cold smirk of triumph flash across his eyes. Calculating Li Weiyi's descent speed and position, he leaped forward, his Formation-Cracking Whip slashing through the air.
With the suppression of the mysterious cosmic energy lifted, he could finally unleash his full power, his combat strength surging.
The whip's Spiritual Light Flame blazed blindingly, causing space to explode with each strike.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar echoed through the mountains.
To everyone's astonishment, instead of falling to the ground, a phantom Yellow Dragon over thirty meters long materialized around Li Weiyi.
Stepping on the void, he ascended into the heavens step by step.
Even Li Weiyi himself was startled by the dragon's roar.
He had only used "Yellow Dragon Ascending to Heaven," so why had a dragon appeared?
His body moved through the void as if treading on the back of a rapidly flying Yellow Dragon, each step covering several meters.
By the time he landed, he had already traversed from the mountain's base to the hilltop, appearing beside Li Ling.
Only a stunned and bewildered Wang Daozhen remained, still standing by the stream with his whip in hand.
Li Ling blinked her large eyes, looking quite surprised: "What kind of technique is this?"
"Perhaps... this is the true Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony!"
Li Weiyi hadn't fully figured it out himself, so he could only offer this explanation as he released the Jiu Li Clan youth from the Ghost Banner's embrace.
Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony refers to cultivating a technique to the point where it aligns with the mysterious laws of the universe. The more laws a technique aligns with, the more profound and powerful it becomes.
Other people's Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony merely brushed against the edges of these laws.
However, Li Weiyi felt that his diligent practice of the Twelve Dispersed Hands of the Chan Sect, ten years without a day's rest, might have allowed him to grasp more of these laws, resulting in greater power and the spontaneous manifestation of Dao essence.
"I feel like this is a manifestation of your Battle Technique Intent," Li Ling said.
Martial-Mystic Cultivators' Battle Technique Intent is almost always derived from Heavenly Dao and Law Harmony techniques, later integrated with their own essence, qi, and spirit.
"It doesn't seem like it," Li Weiyi replied, his gaze fixed on the ruthless middle-aged woman on the opposite hill. A deep chill ran through him, contrasting with his calm tone.
"Aren't you going to save him?"
Li Ling said, "This is going to be difficult! She kills people far faster than we can save them."
"Are we supposed to be threatened or just stand by and watch her kill?" Li Weiyi refused to choose either option. He transmitted telepathically: "You're a Great Spiritual Master. Use long-range Psychic Power attacks to restrain her and buy me time."
"It's risky, but we have no other choice."
Li Ling formed a hand seal, and a pillar of light shot from her head, connecting her to the clouds in the sky. A mist-like Spiritual Light Flame erupted outward, instantly reaching the opposite hill.
In the Earthly Flame Realm, it resembled the flames of the earth, illuminating an area of dozens of yards.
In the Heavenly Fire Realm, it was like a fiery cloud in the sky, its Spirit Light reaching several miles away.
"Roar!"
The dragon's roar echoed again.
Seizing the opportunity, Li Weiyi unleashed the Yellow Dragon Ascending to Heaven technique. The spiritual Qi and Immortal Haze surging from his body seemed to resonate with some fundamental Law of the world, automatically coalescing into a Yellow Dragon that flickered in and out of existence as it soared toward the summit of the hill across the dozens of yards separating them.
Wang Daozhen stood by the stream at the foot of the hill, watching Li Weiyi ride the dragon through the sky. His mind wavered, unsure if this was truly "Sima Qin."
How could a Martial-Mystic Cultivator in the First Realm of the Five Seas Realm be so outrageously powerful?
Chen Ying, battle-hardened from countless encounters, immediately activated her Battle Technique Intent to defend against Li Ling's Psychic Power attack.
"Boom!"
The Battle Technique Intent, along with her spiritual Qi, surged from her body, coalescing into a cloud nearly humanoid in shape.
This was a sign that her Battle Technique Intent was nearing complete manifestation!
It was clear that Chen Ying's Martial Dao cultivation far surpassed Yuan Sheng and Wang Daozhen, nearing the Third Realm of the Five Seas Realm.
Knowing she stood no chance against Li Ling, Chen Ying accepted her defeat as inevitable and prepared to retreat.
But before retreating, she resolved to slaughter the four Jiu Li Clan Martial-Mystic Cultivators behind her, making the enemy pay a heavy price.
Glancing at Li Weiyi, who was riding a dragon through the air, Chen Ying spread her arms wide, gathering countless spiritual Qi Flying Needles between her hands and unleashing them like a torrential downpour.
"To still be able to use Martial Dao techniques while enduring the Psychic Power attack of a Heavenly Fire Realm Great Spiritual Master?"
Li Weiyi realized his opponent was no ordinary foe.
He dared not underestimate her, pouring all his spiritual Qi and Immortal Haze into his Nightwalker's Garment while simultaneously unleashing a Heaven-Turning Palm Seal from mid-air.
Chen Ying turned to kill and flee.
But to her horror, the four young Jiu Li Clan Martial-Mystic Cultivators behind her had vanished without a trace.
This...
Even Chen Ying, known for her composure, was now deathly pale with shock. The surroundings fell eerily silent, leaving only the sound of her own heartbeat.
"Whoosh!"
A white folding fan materialized from nowhere.
The fan spun once, and a crimson line appeared around Chen Ying's neck. Her eyes bulged as she collapsed straight to the ground.
A Martial Dao expert nearing the Third Realm of the Five Seas Realm had been killed instantly.
To her dying breath, she never knew who had struck her down.
Li Weiyi managed to block the rain of spiritual Qi Flying Needles, but he couldn't maintain his Yellow Dragon Ascends to Heaven technique.
He plummeted straight down the mountain, his heart pounding in terror. He immediately activated the Blood Mist and blood-red scriptures of his Corpse Garment Soft Armor.
His descent slowed, and he landed on the ground without serious injury.
But his nerves remained frayed.
The Yellow Dragon Ascending jto Heaven technique was easily disrupted. Any interruption from an enemy attack caused the flow of spiritual Qi within his body to become chaotic, instantly halting his ascent.
"I need to practice this more! Or perhaps breaking through to the Five Seas Realm, where my spiritual Qi will be more abundant, will make it easier."
Li Weiyi stood up and gazed at the summit of the hill where Chen Ying had fallen. His expression grew grave.
Just moments ago, he had clearly seen a figure materialize behind Chen Ying in mid-air - a bizarre, shadowy form moving too fast for the naked eye to track.
He began his ascent from the mountainside to the summit.
Li Weiyi saw him from afar: a handsome young man in a green robe, holding a folding fan and exuding an air of refined elegance, standing beside Chen Ying's corpse.
He wasn't particularly tall, just over 1.7 meters, but he possessed a Pure Immortal Physique. His skin was flawless, and his face was extraordinarily beautiful, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes like stars, and lips and nostrils sculpted as if by divine craftsmanship. He wore a Confucian cap, a brocade sash at his waist, and his robes were spotless.
Four young Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Jiu Li Clan stood behind him.
Li Ling hurried over and appeared opposite the handsome young man in the Confucian cap. She gracefully performed a curtsy and smiled with pearly white teeth.
"Thank you, Young Master Zuoqiu, for your righteous intervention once again. Otherwise, these four young Jiu Li Clan disciples would surely have perished at the hands of that old woman."
"It was nothing, just a minor effort."
He had an air of aloof nobility, but when he spoke, his demeanor shifted to polite refinement and humility.
Li Weiyi couldn't shake the feeling that something was subtly off about Young Master Zuoqiu, so he decided against making an acquaintance. Turning his gaze toward Wang Daozhen, who was rapidly fleeing, he said, "I'll go after him first!"
"Brother Sima, why bother chasing him now? Let him run a hundred miles first. It won't be too late to pursue him then."
A gentle breeze rustled through the air, and the handsome young man in the Confucian cap appeared before Li Weiyi.
He clasped his hands in a gesture of greeting and smiled: "I am Zuoqiu Ting, from Qiu Prefecture."
"The Zuoqiu Sect?"
Li Weiyi was forced to return the greeting; otherwise, it would have seemed rude.
Li Ling, walking through waist-high grass, had reverted to her playful, adorable young girl persona.
She introduced Young Master Zuoqiu to Li Weiyi: "Young Master Zuoqiu is the current Inheritor of the Zuoqiu Sect. Not long ago, my brother was ambushed by the Dragon Sect Inheritor and the Lord Wuxin Golden Ape. Young Master Zuoqiu stepped in to save him."
Li Weiyi was stunned, taking another look at the man. He had known the other's cultivation was profound, but he hadn't realized he was an Inheritor. This undoubtedly placed him among the top young talents in the Southern Territory!
Zuoqiu Ting closed his fan, waved his hand with a hearty laugh, and said, "It was a minor matter, not worth mentioning. The Zuoqiu Sect and the Jiu Li Clan have been allies for generations. How could I stand idly by when the Jiu Li Clan was in trouble?"
Li Weiyi asked, "This area marks the boundary of the Qi Barrier that Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators must pass through to enter the Immortal Realm. With your unparalleled cultivation, Young Master Zuoqiu, what brings you here?"
Li Ling sensed Li Weiyi's suspicion and, fearing he might offend the man, was about to speak.
Zuoqiu Ting spoke first: "I came here specifically to find you."
Li Weiyi was surprised: "What do you mean?"
"The news of Sima Qin's single-sword strike killing the Dharma Dao Fire Ape and his three-sword strike slaying the Sixth-Generation Great-Grandson of the Demon King has already spread among cultivators throughout the Five Seas Realm, leaving everyone astonished."
"Do you know about Thirty-Three Li Mountain?"
"Only Spring Surge Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators can enter. I originally came to ask for your help in entering the mountain to dig up some Immortal Soil. But who knew you'd already broken through to the Five Seas Realm? Haha, I'm too late!"
Zuoqiu Ting spread his hands, his face etched with a bitter smile.
Li Ling clearly trusted Zuoqiu Ting implicitly and asked, "Has Yaoyin broken through to the Nine Springs Realm?"
"Young Master Zuoqiu, please wait a moment."
Li Weiyi tugged at Li Ling's sleeve and led her aside. After releasing spiritual Qi to envelop them, he said, "Has this Inheritor of the Zuoqiu Sect truly helped you?"
Li Ling replied, "Young Master Zuoqiu is a chivalrous hero with a heart of gold. He's already helped us three times. Without him, I doubt I could have broken through and reached this place."
"Why would he help you?" Li Weiyi asked.
Li Ling explained, "The Jiu Li Clan and the Zuoqiu Sect have been allies for generations, supporting each other for thousands of years."
"The Yang Clan of the Sui Sect has also been intermarrying with your Cangli Tribe for generations, yet they're still wolves in sheep's clothing," Li Weiyi said, glancing at Zuoqiu Ting in the distance, who responded with a smile.
Li Weiyi lowered his voice cautiously: "This man has a cold, aloof face, yet his demeanor is refined and gentle. He wears simple green robes, but his belt is extravagantly ornate. His short, slender frame and effeminate features create an unsettling dissonance. Something's definitely wrong."
Li Ling smiled sweetly: "When did you become so sharp-tongued? What's wrong with his short stature and slender build? Are you jealous that he's more handsome and dashing than you?"
Li Weiyi was speechless. He replied firmly, "I won't let Yaoyin take any risks."
Li Ling's smile faded: "Have you fallen for her?"
"I can't stand to say another word to you."
Li Weiyi trusted his instincts and remained wary of Zuoqiu Ting. He strode down the mountain, searching Yuan Sheng's body by the stream until he found the snow pear-sized metal spiritual artifact bottle.
He channeled his Psychic Power and Spirit Light into the bottle.
Inside, there was indeed a small space, but the golden spring water was only a thin layer.
This golden spring water was remarkably similar to the Golden Spring of the Jiu Li Hidden Sect, but of higher quality, like liquid gold.
"I wonder if it can help temper my Golden Vein Meridian?"
Li Weiyi frowned, lacking sufficient knowledge of such golden springs and hesitant to consume it without caution.
After escorting the five young Martial-Mystic Cultivators to the edge of the Qi Barrier, Zuoqiu Ting and Li Ling descended the mountain side by side.
He was handsome and refined, she lively and radiant, like a golden boy and jade girl from legend. Their laughter echoed as they chatted and exchanged words, their conversation a mystery to those who watched.
Zuoqiu Ting's gaze fell on Li Weiyi. His eyes shone with wisdom as he pondered for a moment before calling out from afar, "Brother Sima, if you're interested in the Golden Spring, you'll have to visit Thirty-Three Li Mountain. It's a treasure for refining the body and forging the bones."
Li Ling chimed in, "That's right! Rumor has it that with good luck, you might find the Golden Spring at the foot of the mountain without even having to venture inside."
Zuoqiu Ting said, "Li Ling already told me about your concerns. Don't worry, Thirty-Three Li Mountain is indeed somewhat dangerous, and Immortal Soil isn't essential. Your concern for your loved one's safety is perfectly understandable. We can't dig it ourselves, but we can steal it! There are always Surging Spring Martial-Mystic Cultivators from various factions who manage to extract some. We'll just take it from them."
Li Weiyi glared at Li Ling. "Stop talking nonsense. What loved one?"
Li Ling retorted, "Are you coming to Thirty-Three Li Mountain or not? If not, we're leaving!"
"No," Li Weiyi said.
Zuoqiu Ting unfastened the insect pouch from his waist and opened it. A palm-sized azure dragonfly emerged, flapping its wings.
"Zuoqiu Qingting, grow!" he commanded.
The dragonfly's abdomen burst with brilliant light, and its body rapidly expanded, growing to over six meters long. Its wings beat with hurricane force, creating a deafening roar.
Zuoqiu Ting and Li Ling both leaped onto the dragonfly's back.
"He's an Insect Tamer too! And this dragonfly... it must be a rare insect."
Seeing the giant dragonfly about to fly away, Li Weiyi suddenly remembered something and asked, "What's the current situation in the conflict between the Jiu Li Clan and the Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators of the Four Great Sects?"
"It's still manageable!"
"Rest assured, Little Sister Li Ling. This young master will help you and your companions deal with those from the Four Great Sects."
Two voices, one after the other, echoed from the distance.
The giant dragonfly flew at incredible speed, vanishing from sight in moments.
"Strange... Why does Li Ling trust him so much?"
In Li Weiyi's mind, Li Ling had always been incredibly shrewd.
She shouldn't have failed to see the problems with Zuoqiu Ting.
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