Yi Qingsong looked at Cheng Yuan curiously.
Cheng Yuan opened the small box and took out a bead. It was pure and flawless like an ice sculpture. It was bright and soft, emitting a clear light. When he saw it, he felt refreshed and relaxed.
Yi Qingsong asked curiously, "Sect Master, this is …?"
"This is the Dragon Sting Pearl." Cheng Yuan smiled. "It's the best treasure in our Flower Viewing Technique. The two complement each other and are omniscient. I want to see who leaked the news!"
Yi Qingsong said, "Is it hard to deduce?"
"Let's try," Cheng Yuan said.
He placed the longan-sized bead on his forehead and touched it gently. Then, he let go of his hands. The bead disappeared as if it had merged into his forehead, causing Yi Qingsong's eyes to widen.
Cheng Yuan ignored him and slowly closed his eyes, motionless as if he had fallen asleep.
His aura became weaker and weaker until there was nothing left, as if he had died. This made Yi Qingsong a little worried. He wished he could go forward and check his pulse and forehead.
However, his remaining rationality stopped him from doing so. Yi Qingsong stared at Cheng Yuan with wide eyes.
Cheng Yuan was motionless as if he was dead, but the top of his head gradually emitted light. There was a faint light flowing on his forehead, as if the Dragon Sting Pearl had jumped out of his forehead and was glowing. However, when he took a closer look, there was nothing, as if everything was an illusion.
He widened his eyes from time to time, then closed them and opened them again, competing with himself to know if it was his illusion.
After an unknown period of time, Cheng Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, and a Dragon Sting Pearl appeared in his hand.
Yi Qingsong looked at the Dragon Sting Pearl in confusion. He felt a little strange. How did this Dragon Sting Pearl appear?
Cheng Yuan looked at him calmly.
Yi Qingsong hurriedly said, "Sect Master, did you find out?"
"Yes." Cheng Yuan nodded. "Go back first. I will deal with it myself."
"Sect Master, I'm very curious. If I don't find out, I won't be able to rest easy." Yi Qingsong hurriedly said, "Tell me, who leaked the secret?"
"Tianfeng Sect." Cheng Yuan smiled faintly. "I really underestimated this Xu Ziliang. He has such courage and such powerful methods. I really can't judge a person by his appearance. I thought he was a reckless and unwise guy."
"The Tianfeng Sect?!" Yi Qingsong said in surprise, "That's not right, how did the Tianfeng Sect know my identity? I've never seen anyone from the Tianfeng Sect before. "
"It's nothing more than someone borrowing a knife to kill someone," Cheng Yuan said.
Yi Qingsong said, "Who?"
"Think about it, who are the enemies of the Heavenly Wind Sect? What are their grudges?" Cheng Yuan smiled faintly and said, "Nothing more than benefits and grudges."
Yi Qingsong frowned, "It can't be the Flying Heaven Sect, right? Brother Wu just saved me! "
"Saving is saving, and using is using. These are two different things." Cheng Yuan said calmly, "Zhao Lingfeng's actions were unethical, but it has nothing to do with Wu Yuansi. He cannot influence Zhao Lingfeng's actions."
"Then …" Yi Qingsong felt a little awkward.
Cheng Yuan said, "The two sects haven't started fighting, so there's no enmity between the two sects. There's nothing wrong with you two being friends, so you don't have to worry too much about it. Besides, since Wu Yuansi saved you, you should spare the Flying Heaven Sect this once."
"Yes!" Yi Qingsong heaved a sigh of relief.
If he did not repay Wu Yuansi for saving his life, he would not be able to rest easy.
Although he was an Asura, he did not consider himself a pure Asura. He was not that cold-blooded and cruel.
Cheng Yuan smiled and said, "You can rest assured now, right?"
"Yes." Yi Qingsong nodded. "How do you plan to deal with the Heavenly Wind Sect, Faction Leader?"
"That's easy." Cheng Yuan said, "We'll just help the Flying Heaven Sect. Wu Yuansi saved your life, so consider it a form of repayment. The Great Dream Sect has always been grateful for a drop of water."
"Thank you, Faction Leader!" Yi Qingsong was overjoyed.
"But don't worry about this in the future. Focus on your cultivation," Cheng Yuan said. "This time, if your cultivation level was high enough to match Wu Yuansi's, you wouldn't have been in such a sorry state. You almost lost your life, but you killed them!"
Yi Qingsong lowered his head and looked ashamed.
He made rapid progress in his cultivation. In fact, he was already feeling a little complacent. He wanted to restrain himself, but he could not.
That was because he saw his cultivation level rising, catching up to those who had been cultivating for ten years, twenty years, and even catching up to his senior brothers who had been cultivating for thirty years. He was unconsciously proud of himself and wanted to go out and show the results of his cultivation.
In the end, he almost lost his life. Only then did he realize that he was still far from being able to match up to the young Wu Yuansi. What was there to be proud of?
"Go." Cheng Yuan smiled.
Fortune and misfortune came hand in hand. The assassination this time made Yi Qingsong feel ashamed and dispelled his arrogance. If he could settle down and cultivate, his cultivation speed would be even faster. The day he became a top-notch expert was just around the corner. He could almost see the Asuras dying one by one under his palm.
The assassination of ten Great Asuras had already angered Yi Qingsong and provoked his murderous intent. With another fuse, it would be easy for him to form a strong murderous aura and destroy the Asuras.
This matter was interesting. It saved him the trouble of planning, framing, and promoting his hatred towards the Asuras. The Great Asuras came to kill him directly. It was obvious that they did not care about him now, but they were worried about him in the future, afraid that the rumors would come true.
After this, the Great Asuras would continue to try to assassinate him. They would come one after another in an endless stream. He understood these Asuras. They were all stubborn. They would kill whoever they wanted to kill, and they would not turn back even if they ran into a wall.
In this way, it would further agitate Yi Qingsong. In the end, it would incite his anger and hatred towards all Asuras, and he would retaliate. Once he retaliated, the hatred would deepen and could not be resolved. Only one side could be destroyed.
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In the evening, after eating, he sat in a small courtyard to cultivate. He heard footsteps. When he saw it was Yi Qingsong, he went forward and opened the door.
Yi Qingsong gave a fist salute and smiled. "I'm not disturbing Brother Wu, am I?"
"You're welcome." Chu Li invited him in. He looked him up and down and smiled. "Brother Yi, your physique is amazing. You've recovered so quickly."
Yi Qingsong smiled. "My physique is indeed special. Otherwise, I would have died before Brother Wu arrived."
Chu Li nodded. "Aren't the Asuras working with your sect? Why would they surround and kill you, Brother Yi?"
His current identity was Wu Yuansi, not Yi Qingshi. He could only play dumb. Having too many identities was a test of memory. If it were not for his outstanding memory, he would easily get confused and make mistakes.
Yi Qingsong said, "It's a long story. Brother Wu, please keep it a secret for me."
He felt that since Zhao Lingfeng knew about his background, Wu Yuansi would eventually find out as well. It was better to be honest with him.
Chu Li quickly nodded.
Yi Qingsong sighed. "I'm actually an Asura too, but my physique has been weak since young. I can't cultivate."
Chu Li pretended to be surprised. "Asura? From what I know, all Asuras can cultivate the Asura Power Technique, right? They learned it without a teacher. "
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