However, Qian Yannian felt that there were many strange things about this whole thing. Holy Church
She had already figured out what kind of person Li Qingshan was. He might be brave and unyielding, but he definitely wasn't lacking in brains. Everyone knew that fighting against a sixth layer Qi Practitioner with a second layer was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but he was fearless.
Her purposeful probing just now proved once again that he indeed didn't have a background to rely on. Then what did he rely on?
That night on the boat, Qian Rongming went to cause trouble for Li Qingshan. He didn't die at Diao Fei's hands, but died at Li Qingshan's hands because he used a special method to hide his true strength.
Could it be that his true strength wasn't just at the second layer?
Qian Rongzhi's heart skipped a beat. Zhao Liangqing and Furong's inexplicable disappearance might have been a coincidence. However, she knew Qian Yannian's strength very well. Even if he dodged those two Geng Metal Qi Swords, he had many powerful talismans in his hundred treasures pouch. How could they be useless?
She closed her eyes and began to recall. After washing away the blood and madness, the scene of that night reappeared in front of her eyes.
Qian Yannian glared at her, but he didn't say a word. Why? His jaw was broken. There were many wounds on his body, but the fatal one was on his chest. That was why her Water Splitting Thorn could easily pierce through it.
When Qian Yannian came out, he was on the verge of death. Li Qingshan seemed to be in a sorry state after being sent flying, but he didn't have any decent injuries at all. He defeated Qian Yannian head-on.
Li Qingshan must have a very powerful trump card to be so arrogant.
Considering the wounds on Qian Yannian's body, Li Qingshan's body tempering technique was very likely much stronger than what he showed. So strong that he could instantly take away Qian Yannian's hundred treasures pouch, break his jaw, pierce through his chest, and then pretend to be sent flying. If that was the case, everything made sense. All of Li Qingshan's words and actions became reasonable.
As the saying goes, "A thief is a villain, but he is wiser than a gentleman." Li Qingshan didn't expect that his actions would be described in such detail.
Qian Rongzhi saw another scene. A fierce tiger crouched in the dense forest, waiting for a vulture to descend from the sky. (7) Who is the hunter and who is the prey, it's still unknown!
Zhuo Zhibo, that idiot, claimed the word "wisdom" in vain. He actually couldn't see the danger hidden within. As expected, he was the same as Qian Yannian. He looked smart and experienced, but in reality, he was rotten and stupid. However, they couldn't be blamed. They had been suppressing everyone with their strength for too long. Naturally, they couldn't be bothered to use their brains.
Of course, she wouldn't kindly remind Zhuo Zhibo. She would be happy no matter who died. It would be best if they perished together.
For the first time, she felt that Li Qingshan had a higher chance of winning. He was in the dark, and the people in the dark were terrifying. She had experienced this firsthand. If she used this matter to threaten Li Qingshan now, she would definitely die. If she went back and reported this to Zhuo Zhibo, there wouldn't be any benefits. Moreover, if she lost the bet, she would have to be buried with Zhuo Zhibo. Li Qingshan's warning was not a joke.
Then, if she bet on Li Qingshan, would she be able to get a share of Zhuo Zhibo's corpse?
She seriously considered the various possibilities. Being a cunning villain was indeed much more difficult than being a pedantic gentleman. At this moment, she was absolutely calm and rational. She was even more broad-minded than a gentleman. She completely cast aside her personal honor and disgrace. Everything was for the sake of profit.
In the sinkhole, a chilly wind suddenly blew towards Qian Rongzhi, causing her back to feel cold. Unknowingly, it was already very late at night.
She turned her head and saw a ball of dark green will-o '-the-wisp floating above the sinkhole.
Even regular people would be alarmed, let alone the culprit behind all of this. However, she only scolded with a smile, "Damned ghost!" Afterwards, she temporarily set aside the matter regarding Li Qingshan. There were even more important matters waiting for her!
Now, it was time for her to really make a trip home.
She raised her head and smiled at the starry sky. Father, mother, brother and sister, you must be anxious from waiting!
After Qian Rongzhi left, an astonishing change was taking place under the thick soil in the sinkhole.
The porcelain jar cracked like a spider web and shattered with a loud bang. The Blood Flame of Corpse Incineration surged like a tide and burned in all directions, devouring all the corpses and filthy flesh and blood, turning them into a part of the blood flame and burning even more fiercely.
The dark bottom of the sinkhole turned into a bright sea of fire. The rotten and filthy corpses turned into clear and rising flames. — —
The will-o '-the-wisp on the top of the sinkhole disappeared.
Crash, thousands of white bones fell to the bottom of the sinkhole.
Little Ann sat cross-legged in the center of the raging blood flame, manipulating it while absorbing its energy.
The skulls at the bottom of the sinkhole opened their dark eye sockets and looked at him silently.
Little Ann pointed his finger downwards and the blood flame split into thousands of flaming snakes and pierced into the skulls.
The pitch-black eye sockets also lit up with the same blood flame as his. All of the skeletons were shaking violently and colliding with each other, producing rapid banging sounds. Then, they flew up and pieced their bones back together.
Thousands of large and small skeletons jumped at the bottom of the sinkhole and danced wildly in the flames. The sound of bones colliding with each other was like music, and the sound of teeth chattering was like a song of joy. They surrounded Little Ann in the center, as if they were carrying out a grand memorial service.
The Blood Flame of Corpse Incineration could split off and reside in other skeletons, resonating with Little Ann and being controlled by his will. He knew this a long time ago. However, this was meaningless. These frail skeletons would probably not even be able to defeat low-level cultivators.
A skull flew up and landed in Little Ann's hand.
Their eye sockets met, and the blood flame burned together.
A hint of paleness gradually appeared within the bright red color of the Blood Flame of Corpse Incineration.
The light of joy appeared in Little Ann's eye sockets. This was a flame that had advanced to the next level of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty — the Pale Flames of Bone Incineration.
As its name implied, the flame could melt white bones.
If it were a regular flame, it would only be able to char white bones no matter how hot it was. However, under the licking of the Pale Flames of Bone Incineration, the skull melted like candy. This process was extremely slow and unbelievably slow.
After a long while, the skull Just Now completely melted, turning into a drop of pale white liquid that dripped into his forehead.
Then, he raised his hand. A bone arm landed in his hand, and he continued to melt it down.
As he refined the white bones, the Pale Flames of Bone Incineration grew stronger and stronger. At the same time, it melted Little Ann's body of white bones.
This process was a hundred times more painful than when he used his blood to cultivate. It was like countless steel needles, saws, and grinds his body.
Regular people would go mad from the pain in an instant, or even die from it. It would be impossible for them to persevere, but the flames in his eyes burned brightly. There was no fear at all.
Every time he felt like he could no longer endure it, a snowstorm would appear before his eyes, and he would return to that windy and snowy night below the Ice Sword Cliff.
Li Qingshan swatted him to the side with a wave of his hand, telling him to leave. Then, he disappeared into the snowstorm, climbing the ice cliff alone and walking the path of death.
He stood alone in the snowstorm for a very long time. He did not hide as he had been told. Instead, his entire body was stiff and bone-chilling. He thought anxiously, 'Am I going to die?' Then, he knelt on the ground, his entire body in pain.
In the end, he caught up. At the crucial moment, he helped Li Qingshan, because he did not know where else he could go.
When everything was over, he looked at Li Qingshan and roared at the sky. He could not speak, but he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
The impact that night had on his soul was no less than Li Qingshan's.
Compared to the pain at that time, what was this moment compared to the pain at that time?
The raging Pale Flames of Bone Incineration enveloped his entire body, melting away the traces of impurities. At the same time, it merged with even more bone fluid, and the cycle continued.
Before he could reconstruct his physical body, he wanted to reconstruct his bone body, become stronger, and keep up with his footsteps.
… …
Li Qingshan came to the county office, and handed a pile of land deeds to the county magistrate for him to auction.
The county magistrate was overwhelmed by the favor. "Milord, I'm afraid this cannot be sold in a short period of time."
Li Qingshan said, "I know that time is of the essence. Even if the price is discounted, it does not matter. Consider it a benefit for the citizens of Ancient Wind City." With a few hundred Qi Gathering Pills in hand, he did not care too much about the silver. He had thought of burning it all, but that would definitely cause a huge commotion in Ancient Wind City. That was why he had resorted to this method.
The county magistrate said, "Milord, your merit is boundless. On behalf of the citizens of Ancient Wind City, I thank you for your kindness."
Merit? Li Qingshan smiled. He did not believe in this. "Settle this within a month." Even without a warning, he did not believe that the county magistrate would dare to cheat him. At most, it would be a small profit, and that was natural.
The county magistrate said, "Milord, is there anything else?"
Li Qingshan turned and walked out the door. "I will stay in the city for a while. Just don't bother me."
As the largest landlord in the city, Li Qingshan obviously would not stay in an inn. He chose a small manor halfway up the mountain. It was not far from the Qian Manor, and the surroundings were very quiet. Most importantly, he could see the pit from here.
He stood in the courtyard. There were grape trellises in the courtyard, and there was a rocking chair under the grape trellises. There was also a large fire tank to the side. There were a few carps in the tank, swimming freely. A crescent moon rippled on the dark water surface.
Although Little Ann did not say it, he could vaguely sense that the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty was an extremely impressive ability. It did not require spiritual pills or spiritual herbs, and the cultivation speed was extremely fast. Its power was astonishing as well.
However, everything was equal. One needed to possess talent beyond the reach of normal people, and one needed to endure pain that normal people could not.
Although Little Ann was only a child, he was a very smart and strong child. There was no need for him to worry too much. The only thing he was worried about was the future, their future.
After so many years, Little Ann's family was probably long gone! Perhaps they'll just go back to reminisce about a few graves, and then I'll adopt him.
Li Qingshan scratched his head. "Haha, it really is a demonic thought, a demonic thought."
In the end, he decided not to think too much about it. He just sat on the ground and tossed a Qi Gathering Pill into his mouth, crushing it. A heavy bitterness spread, but his mind was clear. He then began to cultivate.
A ray of sunlight fell on his eyelids. His eyelashes fluttered a few times, and he opened his eyes.
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