Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Beast Control Sect.

The calm pool water was like a smooth mirror, reflecting the man's compassionate face.

The colorful and mellow fish under the water shuttle among the water plants, looking contented and happy. It is a peaceful scene.

Until Xue Daoren sprinkled a handful of fish food.

The tranquility of the pond was completely broken. The spirit fish splashed in the water, became extremely ferocious in order to compete for food, and even began to bite their companions.

After a while, the water turned blood red.

Xue Daoren smiled slightly.

When everything returned to calm, there were several dead spirit fish on the water surface, and a black figure appeared beside Xue Daoren.

"metropolitan."

Xue Daoren didn't even raise his eyelids and said calmly, "Is it solved?"

The figure lowered his head and said, "Sect Master, Juemingtang has withdrawn the hunting order."

Xue Daoren turned his head, "What?"

Zhou Haiping's forehead was covered in sweat as he repeated, "Juemingtang said they won't take this job anymore."

Xue Daoren: "Why?"

Zhou Haiping said: "...I don't know."

Xue Daoren closed his eyes and did not ask any further questions.

Every cultivator who reaches the Spirit Transformation Stage will awaken his own unique magical powers.

For example, the pupil technique of Qinglan Zhenren that can see through Daoyun, and the purple thunder of Yunmeng Zhenren that can destroy the world.

Xue Daoren's magical power is soul-searching technique.

Simply put, it is the ability to detect all the memories hidden in the other person's brain.

Even if the person is dead, as long as it has not been the seventh day since the death, he can use the soul-searching technique on him to see his memories before he died.

Xue Daoren learned the cause of their death from He Cang's memory.

He Cang has followed him for a long time, and their relationship is deep, better than that of family.

He Cang could die at the hands of a powerful being, or from failing to overcome a tribulation, but how could he die from the conspiracy of a scoundrel?!

What a humiliation this is for a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Just by closing his eyes, he could imagine the pain he saw in the eyes of the Lord of Wangui City, as He Cang looked old and weak, pitiful, because his cultivation had dissipated, and he looked extremely painful.

Fan Li used such despicable means to kill the three of them, grandfather and grandson. He must avenge them!

Even if it wasn't for revenge, Xue Daoren couldn't tolerate Fan Li.

In fact, he was a little afraid of Fan Li.

Fan Li is growing up too fast.

This child cannot be kept!

Xue Daoren's face darkened, "Old Zhou."

Zhou Haiping: "What are your instructions, Sect Master?"

Xue Daoren was about to ask Zhou Haiping to kill Fan Li, but he remembered that the leader of Jianmen Sect had come to warn the Beast Taming Sect.

If something happens to Fan Li now, the Beast Taming Sect will undoubtedly be the most suspected.

Fan Li has the strongest fighter in the world of cultivation, Qinglan Zhenren, behind him, so he has to be wary of him.

Xue Daoren paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, feeling a little awkward.

He had thought that Fan Li had lost the protection of Master Yunmeng and could be manipulated by him at will. He had underestimated her!

Zhou Haiping felt so distressed when he saw the sadness in the sect leader's eyes.

Who the hell is Fan Li? He is just an unknown Jindan cultivator, how could he make the sect leader so embarrassed?

Murderous intent surged in Zhou Haiping's gloomy triangular eyes. He shuffled forward and bowed, saying:

"Master, let me share your worries! I'll kill her right now. No one knows of my existence anyway, so I won't bring any trouble to you!"

Zhou Haiping is lame.

Xue Daoren raised a hand to stop his impulse.

Zhou Haiping gritted his teeth and looked at Sect Master Xue intently.

Xue Daoren pondered for a long while before saying, "Well, let her live for a while. The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference in three years will be her death!"

......

Fan Li came out of Piaomiao Pavilion with mixed feelings.

She already knew who had issued the killing order against her.

Zhou Haiping.

When seeing this unfamiliar name, Fan Li frowned subconsciously.

She doesn't know him.

Even if I searched through my memories of my previous life, I had never heard of this person in the world of immortal cultivation.

The person in the mirror seemed to have anticipated that she didn't know him, so he kindly told her who Zhou Haiping was.

Zhou Haiping is an evil cultivator and also the most useful knife in Xue Daoren's hands.

Zhou Haiping should have died a long time ago. He did some evil things in his early years and was hunted down by righteous monks, but he was saved by Xue Daoren at some opportunity.

Zhou Haiping regards Xue Daoren as his confidant, savior, and mentor.

That’s right, it’s Bole.

Zhou Haiping thought he was a good horse and Xue Daoren was his mentor.

At that time, Xue Daoren was not yet the leader of the Xue Sect. He was just an ordinary outer disciple.

Zhou Haiping played an indispensable role in Xue Daoren's rise to the position of sect leader.

But people only know Xue Daoren, not Zhou Haiping.

No one knew that the seemingly benevolent Sect Master Xue was actually supporting an evil cultivator.

This is truly a shocking secret.

There was too much information. Fan Li stood on the bamboo bridge, feeling the cold wind and taking a deep breath.

By the way, she was held in the arms of Xue Daoren when she was a child, and she even called him Uncle Xue.

Now Xue Daoren wants her life. It's really unpredictable.

If it was just Xue Daoren who wanted to kill her, Fan Li would not panic.

Because she already knew who Xue Daoren was, this hypocrite would not do it himself.

Judging from the time, Sister Lu should have returned to Jianmen Sect, and Sect Master Xue should have received the warning from True Man Qinglan.

Fan Li could roughly guess what Sect Leader Xue was thinking, and she might be safe during this period.

If she were Sect Master Xue, she would choose to take action during the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

First of all, the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference will be held in three years. This time is just a blink of an eye for a Jindan cultivator, and it is also the limit of what he can endure.

Secondly, she was killed in the competition because she was inferior in skills. No matter how angry Master Qinglan was, he could not pursue the matter.

As long as he doesn't face a Jindan cultivator, Fan Li still has a three-level chance of surviving.

But she had to be on guard against Zhou Haiping.

Zhou Haiping is not only an evil cultivator, but also in the late Nascent Soul stage.

It is an extremely terrifying thing for an evil cultivator to cultivate to the late Nascent Soul stage.

If Zhou Haiping wanted to kill her, she didn't even have a 10% chance of success.

Fan Li lowered his eyes and couldn't help but grip the railing tightly, squeezing until his knuckles turned white.

Still too slow and too weak!

Before she finds the remaining clues in Piaomiao Pavilion, she cannot just wait, but must improve her cultivation as soon as possible!

Otherwise, even if she collected all the stone tablets, she would not have the ability to obtain the remaining scrolls of Tianyan Jue. What's worse, she might even die here.

Crisis and opportunity coexist. Fan Li has a premonition that the secret hidden in the stone slab will bring her an unexpected surprise.

Fan Li's eyes were determined. The purpose of coming to Qingyun City had been achieved, and it was time to leave.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Fan Li saw a sneaky figure.

This place is relatively remote.

Why would someone drag a bag of things to the river in the dead of night?

The five senses of a cultivator are different from those of an ordinary person. Fan Li immediately discovered something and was slightly surprised.

The sack is moving.

There are living people inside!

Fan Li didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but an inexplicable intuition told her that it might be related to her.

So Fan Li stood on the bridge, expanded his spiritual sense, and approached the other party quietly.

The man was completely unaware and threw the sack into the water while cursing, then turned and walked away.

But when he turned around, he found a woman standing behind him!

The man was startled and was about to speak when he suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.

Fan Li waved his hand lightly, and a spiritual power with a blue glow penetrated into the water, lifting the sinking sack to the shore.

With a flick of his fingers, the rope on the sack was untied.

"Cough cough cough..." There was indeed a person inside.

The person in the sack was none other than Awen, whom I had just met yesterday.

Awen didn't see clearly who was in front of him. He pulled out the dagger hidden in his boots and was about to stab him like a ferocious little beast.

However, the tip of the knife slipped out of his hand before it even touched the person, and was tied into a knot by the rope on the sack.

Ah Wen twisted into a ball on the ground, shouting viciously, "I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

There was a crash.

Water from somewhere splashed on his face.

Awen shivered with cold and was stunned.

"Are you calm now?" A cold voice came into my ears.

"Ok?"

With the help of moonlight, Awen finally saw the face of the person in front of him.

The person he was shouting about killing was already lying on the ground.

Ah Wen became excited again and shouted at the top of his voice: "Immortal, please save Ah Lan!!"