Dongxuan Academy, Faculty Residence.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
An Yi was playing cards with two women, Zi Yun and Long Aoxue, in the room.
The sound of cards being slapped onto the table was deafening.
An Yi held his cards in his hand, his face covered in strips of paper.
Zi Yun, sitting beside him, had quite a few strips stuck to her face as well.
Long Aoxue’s face was comparatively clean—not a single strip on it. Looking at the cards in her hand, she said with great interest, “An Yi, you’re the landlord.”
“This game is too childish. It’s something little kids play. There’s no enjoyment in it whatsoever.”
An Yi glanced at the terrible hand in his grasp and spoke with righteous conviction.
Zi Yun smiled gently. “I think it’s quite interesting.”
She could always find something new and amusing whenever she was with An Yi.
Looking at An Yi’s calm expression, Zi Yun was reminded of the recent rumors concerning the Divine Spirit Cult. She couldn’t help warning him, “Have you really made up your mind?”
An Yi’s expression remained indifferent as he slowly replied, “Fate has its own arrangements.”
Neither of them said things too explicitly. Their brief exchange was understood without needing further explanation.
Zi Yun sighed. “But I still can’t let it go.”
“It’s only being the landlord. There’s no need to agonize over it so much.”
An Yi stared at his cards. “How about I give it to you?”
Zi Yun angrily rapped him on the head, then glared at him coquettishly. “I’m not talking about that.”
An Yi rubbed his head. “That kid Ye Tian won’t do anything foolish. Don’t worry. He’s far calmer than people his age. Sometimes, he’s even more reliable than me, his mentor.”
When the Ye family was destroyed by the Divine Spirit Cult, this Purple-robed Bishop, Wu Huan, had been directly involved.
Now that Wu Huan had returned to Qicheng, no one knew what Ye Tian would do.
“Do you know the true reason the Ye family was destroyed back then?” An Yi asked Zi Yun calmly.
Zi Yun sighed. “I know a little. According to the rumors, it had something to do with Ye Yunqing.”
The Ye family was a prominent clan in the Lingchuan Domain.
When it was annihilated by the Divine Spirit Cult overnight, the incident sent shock waves throughout the entire Dongling Empire.
The Divine Spirit Cult was known as the agents of the gods on the Ancient Continent. It had always portrayed itself as an authoritative, righteous, and glorious organization.
Its sudden decision to slaughter an entire family was completely out of character. Everyone found the matter suspicious, yet very few people knew the truth behind it.
Zi Yun’s voice sank. “According to the rumors, Ye Yunqing had already reached the Deity Transformation Realm. The Divine Spirit Cult was hunting him down everywhere. When they couldn’t find him, they followed the clues to the Ye family of Dongling, hoping to force Ye Yunqing to reveal himself.”
On the Ancient Continent, anyone who broke through the Deity Transformation Realm would be viewed as a threat by the gods and executed.
That was precisely why the so-called gods had set their sights on the Ye family back then.
An Yi fell into thought. Somehow, he felt that things couldn’t be so simple.
“Those who commit too many injustices will bring about their own destruction. Those fellows in the Ninth Heaven really don’t think this is an age of peace, do they?”
A faint smile curled up at the corners of An Yi’s lips.
It wasn’t difficult for someone who had broken through to the Deity Transformation Realm to conceal their cultivation.
Back in the Tower of Heaven, he had encountered several powerful figures in the Deity Transformation Realm.
Even under the watchful eyes of the gods, they had remained undiscovered.
“One three.”
Long Aoxue looked at An Yi expectantly.
An Yi shook his head. “Pass.”
Long Aoxue: “…”
“If you’re really worried, go and take a look,” Zi Yun said with a sigh.
“This is his mission. I can’t interfere,” An Yi replied seriously.
This was a main storyline quest. He absolutely couldn’t meddle recklessly.
Just then, a hurried knock sounded at the door.
Before An Yi could call for the visitor to enter, the door was slashed into pieces by a streak of golden spiritual energy.
Old Tao looked at An Yi, who was still playing cards, and flew into a rage. “At a time like this, you still have the mood to play cards? All the students in your class have run off!”
…
The Fang residence.
Fang Shi moved his hands and feet, looking at his restored meridians as tears streamed down his face.
“I’m healed. I’m really healed!”
Fang Xiong and his wife were equally excited. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Purple-robed Bishop.
“Thank you, Bishop! Thank you, Bishop!”
“I never thought my son would have a day when his body could return to normal.”
Looking at the couple, Wu Huan’s lips curved into a smile. “You’re both members of the Merchant Alliance. The Divine Spirit Cult has always maintained friendly relations with the Merchant Alliance. It was only a small favor, nothing worth mentioning.”
The Merchant Alliance was another organization spread throughout the Ancient Continent.
Although it was not as powerful as the Divine Spirit Cult, it was still an organization that could not be underestimated. Most importantly… it had money!
Fang Xiong rose to his feet and tactfully handed a thick stack of gold notes to Wu Huan, smiling obsequiously. “Bishop, this is just a small token of our appreciation. It’s nothing much, but please accept it.”
“Hahaha, Brother Fang, you’re being too polite.”
Wu Huan laughed heartily, and his smile became noticeably warmer.
One gold note was worth a thousand gold coins.
That thick stack of gold notes represented a considerable fortune.
Looking at Fang Shi’s severely injured condition, Wu Huan said solemnly, “I can use Holy Healing to treat Little Shi’s physical injuries, but his spirit meridians probably can’t be restored. I’m afraid this injury…”
He could tell that the damage to Fang Shi’s body was extremely peculiar.
A cryptic smile flickered across Fang Xiong’s lips, but he deliberately put on a sorrowful expression. “Bishop, it was the Ye family’s good-for-nothing—Ye Tian. That boy isn’t crippled after all.”
“Not crippled?”
Wu Huan’s eyes turned cold. “What’s going on? Explain everything clearly.”
Fang Xiong didn’t dare conceal anything. He truthfully recounted the entire process of how Ye Tian had severely injured his son, Fang Shi.
“Blue flames…”
Wu Huan fell into deep thought.
If Ye Tian was Ye Yunqing’s son, red flames would have been easy enough to explain. But what were these blue flames?
As far as he knew, among divine-grade spirit meridians, only the Profound Nether Divine Meridian seemed to fit the description.
But that didn’t seem possible. The Nine Yang Divine Meridian and the Profound Nether Divine Meridian were natural opposites.
Could it be…
Ye Tian was Old Wang next door’s son?
“I’ll investigate this matter thoroughly,” Wu Huan said gravely.
When he had spared Ye Tian back then, one reason had been pressure from Ye Tian’s mother’s family. Another had been that Ye Tian possessed crippled spirit meridians and posed no threat whatsoever.
If things were really as they claimed, then the matter would be far more serious.
“There’s also that mentor named An Xiang. There’s definitely something wrong with him.”
Fang Shi hurriedly added.
That fellow named An Xiang was even more detestable than Ye Tian.
If he could drag An Xiang into the mess, that would be ideal.
Wu Huan stared coldly at Fang Shi, his expression grim. “What? You want to borrow the Divine Spirit Cult’s hand to kill someone?”
Fang Xiong immediately dropped to his knees with a thud, his face turning deathly pale. “Bishop, you’ve misunderstood. My son Fang Shi absolutely didn’t mean that.”
Fang Shi’s legs trembled with fear. He immediately realized how serious the situation was and stammered, “I—I only thought that the fellow named An Xiang had red flames surging from his body. They looked very much like…”
“That’s enough!”
Wu Huan looked coldly at the three members of the Fang family and said icily, “There will not be a next time.”
In an instant, the faces of all three members of the Fang family turned pale. They looked as if they had been fished out of water, and only then did they let out sighs of relief.
The might of a Purple-robed Bishop was simply far too terrifying for them.
Summoning his courage, Fang Xiong asked, “Bishop, you’ve traveled all the way to Qicheng. Is there anything our Fang family can do to assist you?”
A hint of greed flickered in Wu Huan’s eyes as he slowly said, “I’m sure you’ve heard some of the rumors. We came to the Dongling Empire to choose a Divine Consort for the Divine Son. I intend to select the most beautiful woman in this realm.”
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