Wenhu's so-called crime was merely 'deceiving' the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, referring to the absence of Daoist Chidu of the Capital Immortal Dao. As the one who had given assurances, the blame had fallen on him. Wenhu had never protested his innocence and silently accepted it.
Li Ximing did not speak, merely glancing at him. Truthfully, Li Ximing held a certain appreciation for the man's talent and cunning. Yet this was a conflict at the level of the Purple Mansion Realm, far beyond what his own wishes could dictate.
To Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, most Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators were nothing more than pawns. What truly mattered was prestige and reputation. Wenhu had originally been a subordinate of Daoist Master Ye Hui. In Li Ximing's hands, he was a bargaining chip, not a piece to play.
If Li Ximing were to openly accept him, it would forge a true enmity; not only that, but it would also break the established rules. If Wenhu reappeared, he could expect to see Ye Hui tearing through the great void with his own hands to reclaim him.
Wenhu immediately understood the situation he was in with just one glance. The blade was already at his neck, and he bowed deeply, "Your humble servant pays respects to Daoist Master Zhaojing... The Mifan Dao lineage never intended to slight you, Daoist Master. I was merely following instructions passed down by a senior and never expected to end up in such a state."
Despite his words, Wenhu's heart was filled with bitterness. He had clearly taken a stand for Baiye Capital Immortal Dao. No matter how much he tried to shift the blame to the Dao lineage or Floating Cloud Cave now, it would be hard to regain Li Ximing's trust.
Sure enough, when he tried to lay the blame on Floating Cloud Cave, Li Ximing made no comment. He only asked calmly, "Where is the Dao lineage of Hidden Cloud Cave?"
Wenhu's heart thudded as he realized his death was near. Sweat poured down his face, but what could he do before a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator? The only reason he still had a chance to speak was because they were conservative and unwilling to violate heavenly order by immediately searching his soul.
But once the name Hidden Cloud Dao lineage was spoken, terror gripped him to the core. Thoughts raced through his mind as he replied, "Daoist Master, I can write down the Hidden Cloud Dao lineage for you right now. Not just that... I have also noticed traces of other Dao lineages of Mifan in Mount Xiaoshi."
Li Ximing's expression grew subtly strange. While part of him recognized the truth in Wenhu's words, he also frowned at the man's cunning. Silently, his killing intent deepened. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
He smiled slightly as he asked, "Oh? And which one might that be?"
Wenhu spoke with utmost respect, "Daoist Master, I once cultivated in the Southern Sea. Under Daoist Chidu's orders, I searched for traces of the Mifan Dao lineage and sensed something in Danjungwulo... but I secretly concealed it, and no one knows."
Suspicion stirred in Li Ximing's heart. He had already seen through Wenhu's excuses, but he deliberately asked, "Why did you not report this to Chidu?"
Wenhu wiped his sweat away as he answered, "I was not entirely ignorant of the Mifan Dao lineage's intentions, nor of the plans of the Daoist Masters. Thus, I privately communicated with those of like mind and did not wish to report to Chidu..."
Li Ximing interrupted softly, "Hidden Cloud Dao lineage."
Li Chenghuai immediately held out a jade slip. Wenhu had no choice but to take it and begin carving rapidly. After fifteen minutes, he had written out a scripture titled Xiaoshi Tombwind Yin-Conducting Art.
Wenhu continued inscribing on another jade slip while Li Ximing casually took the scripture, reading with his spiritual sense as a faint heavenly light flickered between his brows.
"Xiaoshi Tombwind Yin-Conducting Art, a fourth grade Foundation Establishment Realm technique of the Hurricane Ghost Yin."
With his divine abilities, Li Ximing could clearly discern whether a technique had any issues. When Wenhu finished the next inscription, it turned out to be the Xiaoshi Sky-Cleansing Scattered Cloud Art, likely the one Chang Yun had mentioned as obtained through harmful means.
"Xiaoshi Sky-Cleansing Scattered Cloud Art... a fourth grade Foundation Establishment Realm technique of the Floating Cloud Body."
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Wenhu wiped his sweat again, his face filled with fear, and answered respectfully, "It came from Fu Dou. I used certain methods to torture him, forcing him to spill everything in a short time..."
Li Ximing chuckled softly, "I heard it took you no more than fifteen minutes to storm the mountain. Quite the skill you have, it seems."
The man trembled with fear as he accepted a jade slip, then began writing again. After another fifteen minutes, he presented another jade slip, saying, "Song of the Feathered Guest"
At last, Li Ximing showed some interest. It was half a manual of secret techniques that seemed quite profound.
Wenhu bowed deeply, speaking with an air of practiced composure, "This was passed to me by my master before his death. He said our ancestor had obtained it from the body of a fallen direct descendant of Wanglin Upper Sect. It allows one to fold feathers into a robe and was originally a formidable defensive technique...
"As you can surely tell, Daoist Master, this is likely a technique between fifth and sixth grade, a Purple Mansion Realm art. Only half remains now, and as for the rest..."
He raised his brows and continued, "I have secretly investigated, and it may very well be in the hands of that direct descendant of Mifan in the Southern Sea!"
Li Ximing glanced at him and put the item away. When he looked at Wenhu trembling and kneeling on the ground in fear, his voice came out softly, yet it made Wenhu's very soul quake.
He spoke with a hint of amusement, "You dare lie to me."
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