novelraw Chapter 163 : All Things Didn’t Stick to Him
Chapter 163 : All Things Didn’t Stick to Him
Chapter 163: All Things Didn’t Stick to Him
After leaving Zhoushan City, Li Tianwei did not intend to stop for even a moment. According to the information he obtained from Lin Xiaoyu, he continually swept through the various cities, eliminating those steeped in sin.
The evil souls within the Saint Soul Banner had also doubled. The stationed personnel of the Sacred Land of Lingxu were deeply sinful, and those cultivation clans, the cultivation sects scattered across the region—let alone mention them.
It was simply a nest of snakes and rats. As a local power that had existed for several thousand, several hundred years, they had been plaguing the region, wrapped in layers of accumulated sin.
Aside from them, there were also some rogue cultivators—claiming to pursue the immortal path, yet walking the way of utmost evil.
Naturally, Li Tianwei satisfied their wishes and sent them into the banner as one gathering, letting them experience the “pleasure” they once inflicted upon others.
"Next, it was that place."
After once again resolving the issues of a city, Li Tianwei shifted his gaze toward another direction.
Through the intelligence obtained from Lin Xiaoyu, back when they cooperated with the Blood Fiend Sect to ambush Senior Brother Liu Lingming, the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s investigation into the matter was pressed beneath the files with no progress whatsoever.
Until he himself took over the Sacred Land of Lingxu did he retrieve it again. As for the reason—
It was because someone Lin Xiaoyu’s group had always been “honoring.” Precisely because of this person, the matter had been dragged on endlessly. That person was the grandson of an Out-of-Body Ancestor of the Sacred Land of Lingxu.
Because of his absolute status, he suppressed the matter entirely.
Each year Lin Xiaoyu offered plenty of things to him! One could even say that beginning from West-Ling City westward, the widespread corruption, decay, and severe regional impact—yet with no voice from the Sacred Land of Lingxu—was largely thanks to this man.
Most importantly, this man only accepted offerings, and “nothing stuck to him.”
Regarding everything Lin Xiaoyu and the others did, he never took action, never showed himself—merely accepting the offerings and letting matters pass undisturbed.
Yet without his influence, everything in West-Ling City would have already erupted long ago. Naturally, the Sacred Land of Lingxu would have arranged people to deal with it.
But because of his high status, and because an Ancestor still stood behind him, he could suppress all incidents before they were even noticed.
"A non-stick pan, is it?"
"Then come gather in the banner as well!"
With a faint smile, Li Tianwei rose into the air and headed toward the final location.
Jing’an City, the capital city of the Purple Profound Prefecture.
As the capital, Jing’an City was no longer a small remote city like West-Ling City or Zhoushan City. There was a Spirit Transformation-Realm force guarding it—not a cultivator from the Sacred Land of Lingxu, but a native power.
Therefore, the Sacred Land of Lingxu had to station someone capable of deterring such a force. Naturally, they needed a disciple with strong backing.
Thus, a descendant of an Out-of-Body Realm Ancestor was assigned here.
Although he himself was merely at the Golden Core Realm, he had an Out-of-Body Ancestor backing him. With this support, this disciple dared to confront such a strong local power.
If it were an ordinary disciple without first-rate talent, aptitude, and ability, it would be difficult to oppose them.
And disciples with such abilities naturally would not be stationed outwards. Therefore, the descendants of powerful cultivators were undoubtedly the most suitable to balance such forces.
Although the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s reputation alone could make these strong forces hold back, adding the descendant of a mighty cultivator served another purpose—curbing the formation of family power within the Sacred Land by those Ancestors, preventing instability within the Sacred Land itself.
It was truly killing two birds with one stone.
As for the character of these Ancestors’ descendants—
One could only rely on themselves.
As the stationed disciple of Jing’an City, Su Changde sat cross-legged on a meditation cushion. He was holding a jade slip, eyes tightly shut.
If one carefully sensed him, they would discover a bloody aura radiating from his body. From time to time, he would take out a blood-colored pill from his storage ring and swallow it, and his aura would quickly rise again.
"Still a little more. Those guys are really slow. The things I want haven’t even been delivered yet. Once I break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, Big Brother will definitely look at me differently."
A trace of displeasure surfaced on Su Changde’s handsome face.
"Is the Mother-Child Weeping Blood Pill really that hard to procure?"
"If that old guy dies, Jing’an City will be mine, so how would I lack such things?"
Although Su Changde looked gentle and refined, the words he spoke made one’s heart turn cold.
Just as he was complaining, he seemed to sense something. He took out a jade token from his storage ring. On its surface was carved a single character “虚” filled with intricate spell patterns.
"Dad？"
Su Changde looked at the jade token in his hand, his expression turning a little odd.
Soon, the jade token lit up, and a hoarse, steady middle-aged male voice sounded within.
"De’er."
"Dad, did you need something from me?"
Hearing the familiar voice inside, Su Changde’s expression changed at once.
"Stay quiet in Jing’an City for this period of time. Do not stir up any trouble. Absolutely none."
The voice in the jade token immediately spoke after hearing Su Changde’s words.
"Dad, what happened?"
Hearing the admonition from within the jade token, Su Changde’s face also filled with displeasure.
"The Sacred Land of Lingxu has recently received a new First Seat Senior Disciple. He now holds the highest authority in the Sacred Land. Even I must obey his orders. This First Seat Senior Disciple is extremely upright. I received news from the Ancestor—he is currently in the Purple Profound Prefecture."
"The filthy, disgraceful things you’ve done—I won’t rebuke you. But you must behave yourself for the next few days. Otherwise, even the Ancestor won’t be able to protect you."
The voice within the jade token grew increasingly uneasy. When he mentioned the words “First Seat,” his tone seemed faintly unstable.
"Understood, Dad. I’ll handle it well. I guarantee he won’t discover anything."
Seeing his father so unusually serious, Su Changde nodded deeply.
"Good. Bear with it for a while. Once he leaves, you may do whatever you want."
"There’s also a gathering at the Sacred Land."
Leaving these final words, the jade token flickered a few times before falling silent.
Su Changde stared at the fallen jade token.
"First Seat, highest authority, huh."
Su Changde’s expression shifted, his eyes turning cold and sinister, even with a touch of disdain.
"What can he possibly do to me? I have the jade talisman gifted by the Ancestor—containing a wisp of his soul."
Thinking this, Su Changde rose to his feet and prepared to pick out the newest batch of goods as usual.
Meanwhile, Li Tianwei had already crossed more than half of the Purple Profound Prefecture, thoroughly sweeping through the various cities along the way.
Within the soul banner, aside from the newly sacrificed evil souls, there were still millions of ordinary people awaiting arrangement. For now, Li Tianwei allowed them to take good revenge upon those cultivators within.
The closer he approached Jing’an City, the less it resembled West-Ling City or Zhoushan City. The ruin, the hunger, the corpses littering the streets had disappeared. Prosperity gradually returned.
At this moment, it felt as if the region had been sliced into two separate worlds.
Li Tianwei understood this well. The reason the Purple Profound Prefecture was not influenced by Lin Xiaoyu’s group was mainly due to the powerful forces surrounding Jing’an City.
Small towns could be controlled by stationed personnel to some extent. But Jing’an City was surrounded by dozens of cultivation sects and numerous clans—Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and even Spirit Transformation cultivators were all present.
Moreover, the Sacred Land of Lingxu’s stationed disciple was only responsible for monitoring and maintaining regional stability. The Sacred Land had never ordered them to suppress or restrict the development of local cultivation forces. Their responsibilities were simply limited.