When Xie Shiyi walked out of the room, Yu Xin had been waiting outside for a long time.
"Leader."
Xie Shiyi lowered his eyes, and the clear blue sword intent in his sleeves formed a thin formation, covering the house. Based on his understanding of Yan Qing, Yan Qing would either be so angry that he would torment Meihua, or choose to go to sleep directly.
Xie Shiyi stood quietly in front of the house for a while before turning around and leaving, going to another room.
As soon as he entered, several hummingbirds flew down from the eaves, their colors were bright and eye-catching. Their slender tail feathers were cold and sharp. They circled around Xie Shiyi, chirping softly, not daring to get close to him.
Xie Shiyi sat down at the table, his snow-white clothes falling to the ground, his black hair like a waterfall.
Yu Xin was a few steps away from him, and said respectfully: "Alliance leader, Qin Changxi has not left Nanzezhou yet. Qin Xi has been secretly colluding with Fuhua Sect for a hundred years, and his intentions are sinister. I suspect that Qin Xi and Fuhua Sect will interfere in this Qingyun Conference."
Xie Shiyi said "hmm" lightly, then raised his eyes and asked calmly: "Have you found out the six people I asked you to kill last time?"
Yu Xin immediately looked stern and said seriously, "I've checked it out."
"The two brothers Yin Xian and Yin Xi are active in the human world. Under their intimidation, many countries in the human world secretly set up prisons/confinement rooms. After the demon species awakens, they are arrested by the government and sent to the prison/confinement room, waiting for Qin Xi from the Upper Heaven to come down and pick them up."
A hummingbird landed on Xie Shiyi's fingertips. He lowered his eyes, his expression cold: "Continue."
Yu Xin said: "As for Qin Changfeng, Qin Changtian, Xiao Luoya, and Xiao Chengxue, they are all in Zijinzhou for the time being and have not extended their hands to Nanzezhou."
"Brother Xiao is responsible for catching demons in Zijinzhou. Brother Qin is involved in all major auctions and the black market."
Yu Xin thought for a moment and added, "The demon I was tracking last time escaped from Zijinzhou and had nowhere else to go. He chose to go to the auction the other day."
Xie Shiyi: "Have you investigated the auction venue?"
Yu Xin was stunned: "No... After my subordinate went in, someone else followed him in. When he came out, the floor of the auction hall collapsed."
Xie Shiyi didn't say anything, but hooked his slender, cold white fingers. In an instant, all the hummingbirds in the room turned into powder and disappeared like stars.
He passed by Yuqing Peak at that time, and although his attention was only on Yan Qing, it did not mean that he could not notice the situation at that time. In fact, even if he looked at it lightly, Xie Shiyi knew exactly what happened.
The unfinished formation of possessing the body, with traces of fire beside the cage.
Jing Ruchen's frightened face and the twin mirrors tightly held in her hands.
Xie Shiyi said: "Give me the list of disciples from various sects who will be attending the Qingyun Conference this time."
Yu Xin was stunned, and said respectfully, "Yes."
In fact, Yu Xin rarely has direct contact with Xie Shiyi like this.
This young Xiaoyu Palace Master has been in a high position for a long time and his mind is unpredictable. He doesn't know why he has this honor and is named by the Alliance Master to follow him, but if he thinks about it, he knows that it is probably because of Yan Qing. As for the orders left by Xie Shiyi, he will only execute them meticulously and dare not ask why.
Yu Xin had seen the Nine Sects' meeting in Xiaoyu Palace many times in the dark. The room was full of wolves and tigers, and there were flashes of swords and shadows of sabers in the silence, with murderous intentions everywhere. But if you want to get an answer from the leader, the price you pay is far more than just blood.
Liuguang Sect.
Several days had passed since the funeral, and the sect leader's wife finally recovered from her grief.
As the moon passed through the west window, she sat in front of the bed with a worried look on her face, gently holding Yin Wuwang's hand: "Wuwang, do you really want to attend the Qingyun Conference?"
Yin Wuwang leaned on the bed, his face still pale after recovering from a serious illness. He was about to speak, but when the words reached his lips, he tilted his head and coughed heavily. The red water chestnut mark between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter, and the hatred in his eyes became more and more obvious. He held the master's wife's hand tightly, raised his head, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Yes, mother, I must participate in the Qingyun Conference."
The Sect Master's wife shed tears: "But your body is..."
Yin Wuwang panted heavily, looking at the white hair growing on her temples, feeling more and more distressed, and said in a hoarse voice: "I am in good health now. Mother, now that my elder brother and second brother are dead, you only have me left, I can no longer be a burden to you."
The leader of Liuguang Sect has numerous concubines and children. Each of them has excellent talents and outstanding qualifications. From childhood to adulthood, Yin Wuwang has always been ridiculed and teased at banquets because of his cultivation.
The idols of those men and women were like knives, cutting his soul into pieces and leaving him completely disfigured.
Even the entire Upper Heaven was talking about him.
The inferiority complex and resentment accumulated in his heart over the years gradually made his character become extreme. Now when he hears the word "genius", he trembles all over and his hands and feet become stiff.
He used to have two older brothers, so he could still be a carefree child. But now his brothers are dead, he can no longer hide behind his mother's protection, and he can't let those concubines bully his mother.
The Sect Master's wife wore a white flower on her head, and shook her head with tears in her eyes. She said softly, "Wuwang, it's okay. Mother doesn't ask for anything now. Let them say whatever they want. Mother just wants you to be safe and sound."
Yin Wuwang was in a trance, and a feeling of madness emerged in his heart: "No, mother, I don't want to live in peace."
There was blood between his teeth: "Mom, I have lived peacefully for my whole life, and what have I gained?!"
"You want them to say whatever they want? No, I want them to shut up! Mother, do you know what Shang Chongtian says about me?"
"They say I'm a waste, a fool, that I cultivated my abilities with elixirs, and that I'm worse than a dog! Everyone looks down on me!"
When the Sect Master's wife heard his words, she was so heartbroken that she burst into tears and could no longer speak.
After Yin Wuwang finished speaking, he breathed heavily and looked ferocious.
The rejuvenating sect, the unrepentant sword intent that Xie Ying dropped on his forehead, made years of hatred and madness finally reach its peak.
—He couldn’t even save his own life.
Yin Wuwang had never seen Xie Ying, but he had heard the name countless times.
Like clouds and mud, like light and darkness.
Xie Ying is the completely opposite side of his life.
When he was despised by everyone in the Upper Heaven because of his talent, Xie Ying moved the world with the name of genius.
When he attended the Immortal Banquet and was ridiculed by those arrogant people, he couldn't even raise his head.
Xie Ying stood far away in a place where people could only look up to him.
Even his father ignored and despised him, but he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to set foot in the Xiaoyu Palace.
Maybe it's no longer jealousy.
It's hate.
Not only did he hate Xie Ying, he also hated the world of cultivation that judged people by their "qualifications"! He hated the ugly and disgusting looks of those people, and the condescending pity of those people! He hated the so-called genius!
He doesn't want mercy, he wants to trample everyone under his feet.
He wants to stand where Xie Ying is!
"Mom, I can do it." Yin Wuwang raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and a strange and sinister look appeared in his eyes. His eyes were very similar to those of the leader of Liuguang Sect, with eagle-like eyes, sharp and majestic.
Yin Wuwang said softly: "Mother, you originally asked me to go to the Huichun Sect. I really found that secret realm and got some inspiration from it. I have formed a fetus now. My aptitude is completely different from before."
The Sect Master's wife was stunned, then burst into tears of joy, grabbing his hand tightly: "Really? Wuwang, that's great." Her cheeks were red, and she felt pity and heartache for this little boy. She hugged him tightly and couldn't help crying again: "Wuwang, mother really didn't expect that you have been living like this all these years. Who! Who said that about you! Mother will pull out their tongues for you and make wine for you to drink!"
He didn't even enter the Zixiao Secret Realm.
Didn't get the chance.
Yin Wuwang lied.
But he patted his mother's back slowly, swallowed the blood in his throat, and said softly: "It's okay, mother, this kind of thing will never happen again."
Yin Wuwang closed his eyes. He thought of the day when he returned to the sect, when his father was in a hurry to deal with the matter of the Huichun Sect and dragged his mother away in a rage. Peach blossoms fell like snow, white paper fluttered, and the silver-faced and red-robed Qin Sanxun's eyes fell on him.
Qin San asked slowly and with a hint of surprise, "Are you Yin Wuwang?"
Yin Wuwang was lying on the snow, his brows turning blue and cold because of his unrepentant sword intent. But the moment he heard the voice, endless hatred surged from his internal organs!
The wind and snow whistled past, and the gossips rang in my ears again.
"If you ask me, the most famous loser in the Upper Heaven is probably the young master of Liuguang Sect..."
"Yin Wuwang is still in the Golden Core Stage? How bizarre. With the status of Liuguang Sect and the many elixirs and magical medicines it has received over the years, even a dog could have formed a fetus."
"Hahahaha, it seems that Yin Wuwang is worse than a dog."
"I heard that Sect Master Yin doesn't even bother to acknowledge him as his father, and the title of Young Sect Master was a fake title that his mother cried and begged for because she was afraid he would be bullied."
"What does the Sect Master's wife think? Isn't it more interesting to have a Young Sect Master of the Liuguang Sect in the Jindan stage?"
“Hahahahahaha.”
He looked at Qin Changxi in the snow. The future Qin Lord was also a genius who had never appeared in the world, at the early stage of the 300-year-old Dongxu. Yin Wuwang, Yin Wuwang. When these geniuses said his name, it seemed like a mockery.
Qin Changxi looked at him with interest and asked, "Yin Wuwang, do you want revenge?" After that, he waved his folding fan again and nodded gently, "Oh, forget it. With your own strength, I'm afraid you won't be able to avenge Xie Ying until you die. Let me change the question, Yin Wuwang, do you want to become stronger?"
Yin Wuwang lay on the snow, his lips trembling, and he didn't speak.
Chengying was also called away by his father, leaving him alone.
He really looked like a dog now, pitiful and pathetic. Qin Changxi walked forward, stepped over the snow, squatted down, and the lower lip of the silver mask slowly curled up. His tone was contemptuous, and he didn't even bother to hide his condescension.
"Yin Wuwang, I have a way to help you become stronger. In exchange, how about you promise me one thing?"
Yin Wuwang didn't say anything, but he raised his head with all his strength, revealing his deep desire. His fingers spasmed in the snow, and there was only one thought in his mind: to become stronger.
Seeing his expression, Qin Changxi smiled as expected and took out a small bottle from his sleeve.
Said: "Drink it and you will become a genius."
Yin Wuwang barely hesitated and trembled as he snatched the bottle from Qin Changxi's hand. After opening it, there was a mass of foul-smelling, sticky stuff inside, which seemed to be alive, twisting and screaming slowly. It was condensed into the shape of a pill by a strange force, like a snake pupa.
He didn't worry about Qin Changxi harming him at all, so he suppressed his nausea and swallowed the pill.
Qin Changxi stood in the snow, watching him do everything, and then slowly said, "Yin Wuwang, I heard that the Taoist partner that Xie Ying brought back to the sect is infatuated with you?"