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18.86% Plundering the Dao of the Immortal Journey / Chapter 50: Judge

Chapter 50: Judge

Editor: chuchutrain

Cross Town, Li Mansion

The lights from the lanterns were dazzling. There were more than ten people holding weapons as they searched the entire yard for the perpetrator.

Hu Ban, a disciple from Holy Jail Sect rushed down as soon as he heard the news. Before long, he was standing at the spot where the stable boy had been knocked unconscious. Checking against the inventory list, he realized that the stable was indeed one horse short. The back door to the yard had also been left open. He walked towards the back door and found that there were horse trails leading away from it.

“This murderer had killed Li Wen Jing before stealing a horse and escaping on that horse!” Hu Ban concluded in anger. He retrieved a horsewhip and stepped over to the still-unconscious stable boy. With a swift action, he brought the whip down onto the man. The stable boy immediately woke up and shouted in apparent pain, before jumping up to his feet. Dried blood covered his left temple. He then shouted in confusion, "Men, come. A horse has been stolen!”

“Idiot!” Hu Ban was even more enraged as he took the whip repeatedly to the exposed flesh of the stable boy. In a clockwork fashion, he swung the whip high up before bringing it down upon the stable boy with a crack, splitting his skin open. The stable boy roared in pain. Hu Ban then said coldly, "Why aren’t you informing the monastery of what’s happened?”

“Yes sir!” It was early in the morning, the dew in the grass has yet to be dried up, and the sun had only just risen, but there was already someone running towards the monastery urgently.

Li Mansion was very close to the monastery, and he reached in no time. There was a huge locust tree outside the entrance of the monastery, and the pavement leading to the entrance was paved with limestones. Along the pavement were patches of grass grown on both sides.

The door of the monastery was painted in a deep shade of red, with 2 lanterns hanging from each side. There was a golden signboard which wrote "Golden Rooster Monastery”. The man dashed into the monastery, using the door knocker to alert someone to his presence.

The door knocker acted like a bell of sorts and was made of bronze. If someone used a considerable amount of strength, it will produce a sharp, shrill sound that can reach long distances. A twelve or thirteen year old young Daoist opened the door, with hazy eyes and a head full of messy hair. He yawned and asked, "Who is it, it’s still so early, why have you knocked on the door?”

“Something bad has happened. I come from Li Mansion. My master had been murdered.”

“Shouldn’t you inform the authorities, why have you come here of all places?” This little Daoist’s role was just to wait on people, and did not know about matters like these. However, he had occasionally seen servants from Li Mansion and knew that this household was rather rich since their contributions to this monastery was in substantial amounts of silver. He still found is strange that something had happened to Master Li and yet he’s here instead of reporting it to the officials.

He decided to ignore the uniqueness of this situation and walked in to inform his seniors. This monastery was very tidy. Right in front of the main hall was a statue of a Dao Sovereign, and several distinguished paintings were hung around the walls. There was a huge canopy where many other statues of deities could be found.

The little Daoist trudged through the inner sanctuary and knocked on the door. A man answered, "It’s so early in the morning and you’re disturbing me. What is it?”

The little Daoist then replied, "Leader, the big household of Li had a misfortune befall them. It’s been said that Master Li has been murdered last night. They’ve come for you to assist them. One of their servants is at the door, should I let him in?”

“What? Master Li has been murdered?” The Daoist from within stood up.

The little Daoist paused and thought to himself for some time. There was no other Li Mansion in this town. There was only one Li Mansion, and the master was called Li Wen Jing. He then said, "Leader, there’s no other big Li household in this town.”

“Call your two senior brothers and tell them what’s happened. I have to go to Li Mansion right away!” The leader instructed. Before long, a woman said, "Be careful, brother Xu.”

It’s been said that monasteries are differentiated into two different types, Offspring monasteries and forest monasteries. Offspring monasteries refer to rich monasteries which accept disciples from rich households. Forest monasteries refer to monasteries in which Daoists do not get married and pass their leadership to the next most capable person. This monastery was an offspring monastery, and thus they were allowed to wed. He knew that the voice he just heard belonged to his teacher’s wife. Since he had received instructions from his teacher, he immediately turned around to leave without hesitation.

The monastery leader’s expression was crestfallen as he looked up at the overcast sky. This monastery belonged to Holy Jail Sect. Li Wen Jing was an outer circle disciple and did not live here, but had his own mansion within the town.

Since Zhang Jie Yu had already began cultivating, his chances of becoming a High Scholar are rather slim, although not completely null, hence he decided to try anyway. He had brought several men along with him to the capital. After the examinations, he had some free time. Li Wen Jing had returned to his mansion then. Who would’ve expected him to be slaughtered in such an undignified fashion.

This little Daoist was careful. He did not know much about matters of the Holy Jail Sect and had not been instructed to follow his leader. The monastery leader carried his magical weapon, a longsword and brought three Daoists with him as they accompanied the servant back.

Once they had entered the Li Mansion, they saw several Daoists weeping in the courtyard. There were a few ladies, who looked extremely beautiful with their fair skins wailing as well, although they gave off the impression that they were trying to charm someone with their cries.

Seeing the scene before him, he felt an intense heat in his chest. This was a huge matter. The Li Mansion had some protective enchantments surrounding it. Li Wen Jing too had learnt some Dao Arts. Were he in danger, he would’ve signalled for help, and wouldn’t have been killed easily. It was extremely unexpected that he should die just like that.

He stepped forward to enquire more details of this grisly death. The woman he approached pointed at the bed as he glanced over at it. The Daoist man saw the body of his fellow younger brother, whom he had spoken to and joked with only yesterday. The corpse’s expression was that of panic and anger, his lips were opened, as if he was trying to say something just before he died. It was indeed Li Wen Jing.

The body had been covered by the quilt on the bed. The Daoist cast his glance down and in a swift motion, pulled the quilt away. He saw the wound on Li Wen Jing’s chest, straight through his heart. He further inspected the corpse and determined that there wasn’t any other wounds.

“This was done by a professional and highly skilled killer. One stab straight through the heart. The exit wound was small, yet it pierced through clean and deep.” The Daoist gave off a gloomy expression before fiercely instructing, "You guys, check if the enchantments around the courtyard have been broken. Tell me of their status.”

“Yes!” The three disciples acknowledged. This Daoist had a cold expression, as if he hid emotions beneath a layer of frost, "Madam, can you explain clearly what had happened last night?”

The ladies face turned red as she detailed everything that had happened. When the Daoist heard this, he had an a clear understanding of what had happened, 'It seems like my younger brother had a naked party and sent all his guards and servants away. The moment he stepped into the courtyard, he was murdered.'

The Daoist man had some misgiving and asked further, "Madam, where did my younger brother perish?”

The lady then stood up gracefully and led the Daoist away. She brought him to a spot on the corridor, where splatters of blood were still visible. She then pointed to a pool of blood just further up, where it had already congealed.

He checked the blood before calling the servants over. He questioned all of them in detail. None of them had seen anything suspicious. Only the stable boy had seen a shadow before he passed out. He then called the stable boy over for questioning.

The stable boy was covered in whip marks and hurriedly knelt to the ground in fear, "Monastery leader, the night was dark. I heard a sound coming and saw a faint shadow. The moment I saw his shadow I was hit in the head by a flying object. The horse was stolen by him as well.”

'He managed to knock the stable boy out without killing him. Not only is he a trained professional, he is also not an evil person.' The Daoist thought to himself. At this point, the three disciples he had sent to check on the protective spells returned and reported their findings, "Teacher, the enchantments around the yard had not been damaged. It seems like a person with Dao Arts and fighting techniques sneaked past the protective spells and killed uncle Li.”

The Daoist paced several steps, his heart heavy with suspicion. It was even possible that someone from inside had betrayed him.

'Although brother Li was an outer circle disciple, he was a good advisor. He was placed in charge of this region’s secular affairs. In fact, he was more important than many Inner Circle Disciples.'

'Now that he’s dead, this region’s affairs would inevitably be affected. It looks like I have to descend to the underworld and search for my younger brother’s soul. I shall then ask him personally who murdered him.' The Daoist bit down on his teeth and reaffirmed his decision, 'It’s just that there is a gap between Yin and Yang. There is also a deity in charge of the underworld, and I have to pay a price just by going down.'

He thought to himself as he entered the room before ordering everyone within, "All of you, leave. Now!”

When everyone had left the room, he looked at the corpse of Li Wen Jing lying on the bed, "Brother Li, the both of us joined this sect together. It’s just that I’ve cultivated diligently, and you were proficient in handling secular affairs. You were intelligent and was capable in assisting young master Zhang in his affairs. You wielded huge influence, yet were unfamiliar with the ways of Dao and did not open the gates of heaven to receive powers. That’s how you got killed this way, by a simple sword.”

He felt an intense wave of regret sweep over him, "Without opening the gates of heavens, you could not cultivate up till Spirit Immortal status, and are now just a normal soul.”

Hearing these words, the two disciples behind the Daoist felt some sorrow wash over them. The regretful tone of the Daoist disappeared in a flash, which turned into authoritativeness. He then ordered, "Defend me with protective enchantments, I shall go down into the underworld and find out who was the one who murdered your uncle Li.”

“Yes!” The two young Daoist agreed as they drew their swords and prepared to protect their teacher.

The Daoist retrieved 3 joss sticks and placed them within the incense burner. Just as he placed them, smoke bellowed from the burner, enveloping the Daoist. He took the burner and allowed the smoke to cover Li Wen Jing as well. He then stood down, crossed his legs and closed his eyes.

Within a second, a beam of light hovered over the Daoist’s head, before completely disappearing.

“Teacher’s soul has left his body.” The two young Daoists gave a look of envy. This was him entering his spirit immortal form.

Underworld

When he first looked up, it was misty and grey. A few seconds later, a bright white light materialized and showered the Daoist man in lucent beams, protecting him, while the rest of his surroundings was still covered in grey smoke.

“The Ying wind is here.” At this point a gust of strong Ying wind blew onto him, and into the light. He looked into the distance and could see the Ying mountains. There were skeletons in the shape of humans walking about. From time to time, the Daoist man would see strange looking monsters appear and completely devour the walking human skeletons. However, these monsters would not dare to approach the Daoist man, but observed him from a distance, as if they were afraid of him, and disappointed that they can't eat him as well.

He was on a big plot of flat land. Occasionally, there would be a beam of light descending onto this land. Once the beam of light touches the ground, there would be changes to the place it landed on.

“When an incense descends, it transforms into a small paradise land for the recipients of the incense. This must be what an ancestral temple and burning incense does for the people of the underworld.”

A thin sliver of smoke and the smell of incense was leading this Daoist. It must’ve been the Spirit Tracing Incense that he had burned when he was still in the mortal world, guiding the Daoist to his destination.

He kept walking on until he reached a city. He could see faint white light gushing towards it. There were several guards patrolling the area. He stopped walking and said, "Ey, when the souls of normal people reach the underworld, nobody will be interested in them. However, when us cultivators appear here, we will attract special attention. It seems like brother Li’s soul had followed the other souls into the city, and he's being taken into custody by Deity Cheng Huang.”

Regular folks have always thought that when they die, they will enter the city of the underworld and remain there but that's not true. They will be restrained where they land in the underworld, and delivered to the Deity Cheng Huang. Deity Cheng Huang will then judge them based on their deeds and determine where they end up. They can be punished to roam the underworld for all eternity, or even worse be sent into hell. They can also be sent back to their homes and receive to receive sacrifices given to them via an ancestral temple.

This place was near the underworld city. He followed the trail left by the wisp of smoke, leading towards the city. It is certain that brother Li had been captured and thrown into the city. The Daoist man turned into a beam of divine light, about to enter the city when a loud voice from within the city boomed out, "What audacity Daoist man. This is the kingdom of Deity Cheng Huang, do not trespass!”

The Daoist man had been blocked from entering the city by a man dressed in a bailiff outfit. He had twenty soldiers behind him.

The Daoist man gave a bow and threw over a golden title. The bailiff of the underworld pick it up and take a look, "Oh, you have permission to enter the city. Please forgive me. Enter!”

The Daoist man turned into a beam of divine light once more and passed through the city gates effortlessly.

“Every sect has their own relation with the underworld. Naturally, we, the Holy Jail Sect have our own arrangements with them as well.” The Daoist man walked past while looking down. Although it seems like he had no respect for anything in his way, it was the opposite. He did not look around out of respect for the dead around him.

In this world, Huang Bo of the County and Cheng Huang of the Prefecture are deities of importance.

He entered a mansion, which was grey in colour. The entrance was very wide and there was a fire burning in front of the entrance. His fire burned fiercely, yet had a very eerie look to it. It made the blood of any normal person turn cold in fear. At this point a person dressed as an official came out and smiled, "It seems like it’s my Daoist friend from Holy Jail Sect. Please enter. I’m very fond of good food and love drinking wine. Since my Daoist friend has come all the way here, please do not hesitate to have some drinks with me.”

The official laughed. His entire being was covered in white light. He led the way into the hall, where there was a table in the middle. A wave of his hand and several wine glasses floated onto the table.


Chapter 51: Suspicion

Editor: chuchutrain

“This Daoist is ashamed for imposing himself.” The Daoist said. Holy Jail Sect had a good relationship with this official when he was still alive. This official had belonged to the previous dynasty. He had risen to power because of his popularity with the citizens. When he had died, he struck up a deal with Deity Cheng Huang and thus, became a judge here.

“I wonder why my old friend has come. What is the matter?” The judge asked, a gleam of light flickering within the corners of his pupils.

“The reason my Yin energy has descended here is because of a sect brother, Li Wen Jing. He has been murdered. I do not dare to be noisy and interfere in affairs that are beyond my control. I just wish to ask who was the person who had murdered him.” The Daoist man did not conceal anything, and spoke plainly.

The judge nodded his head, "So this is why you’re here.”

He then ordered, "You, go and look for this soul. If he’s around, bring him here immediately!”

“Yes!” A soul responded.

Within a few seconds, a soul in chains walked toward them from afar. The sounds of chains rattling on the ground grew louder and more distinct. Before long, a shadow emerged from the grey smoke. He was wailing and crying pathetically, "I’ve died horribly.”

The Daoist looked up and ascertained that it was indeed Li Wen Jing. He had chains all over his body. There was a faint white light shining from above onto him. And yet there was a great deal of black and dark energy enveloping his entire body. Li Wen Jing had been bounded by spiritual fetters. Seeing the Daoist before him, he started sobbing louder, "Elder brother. I’ve been murdered. When I died, all my Dao energy disappeared. I humbly ask elder brother to avenge my death.”

Li Wen Jing had practiced cultivated a little Dao Arts when he was still alive. Now that he is deep in the underworld, there was still a faint white light over him.

Fury built within the heart of this Daoist as he shouted in anger, "What are you crying about. You only have yourself to blame for not diligently cultivating, and failing to open the doors of heavens. This is why you’ve been murdered so easily."

He calmed down after and said, "Little brother Li, do you know who was the culprit who murdered you?”

Li Wen Jing went down on his knees and thought for some time, "Elder brother, I do not know who killed me. During the last few moments of my life, it was dark and I did not put up a fight at all. All I saw was pitch black darkness.”

“After I’ve died, I tried to use the little Dao Arts that I know, to get a glimpse of this person’s face. All I saw was a bright white light protecting him. Even when I used my spiritual sense to look at his face, I could not see anything but that blinding white light.”

“Save me elder brother. I died such a horrible death. There is so much pain and suffering in this underworld.”

“You did not cultivate properly and failed to reach the level of Spirit Immortal, how am I supposed to help you.” Hearing Li Wen Jing’s words, his heart was filled with rage. There really was a Daoist who dare to murder a disciple of the Holy Jail Sect.

“You’ve been loyal and capable in your dealings with the sect, and we will not shortchange you. It’s just that under the jurisdiction of Deity Cheng Huang, there’s very little that we can do. But you only have yourself to blame for not attaining spirit immortality.”

“But as long as there’s a way that we can prevent you from descending into hell, we will help you on that regard. But from there, you’ve got to handle it by yourself since there is nothing more that we can do.”

If Li Wen Jing did not handle his situation well, in the future, he will have to enter hell and be punished for all eternity.

Li Wen Jing then reacted to this, having been dragged here against his will, as he sobbed, "Thank you for your magnanimity elder brother. Thank you for plucking me from the depths of suffering. I sincerely ask of elder brother to avenge my death.”

“Ai, you're really too useless. You couldn't even get a look at your murderer’s face, how can I avenge you? Go back, I'll help you get to the bottom of this.”

Li Wen Jing thanked him profusely. Without another word to him, the Daoist man bowed to the judge and said, "Thank you.”

“Take him away!” The judge ordered with a wave of his hand.

Li Wen Jing was then taken away by the bailiff souls. Although the judge had a good relationship with Holy Jail Sect, he wouldn't help for free. The Daoist man fished out a small glass vial from his robes and handed it over to him. There were several ripples within the glass vials had decorations of plants and cicadas on it. A faint white glow emitted from the vial.

He laughed and said, "Your excellency, this bottle contains dew specifically extracted by us, Holy Jail Sect, and is beneficial for your spiritual growth.”

The judge smiled and said, "This is indeed a vial of dew obtained from paradise. Not only will it help with spiritual growth, it’s also very rare. As much as possible, I will look after this Li Wen Jing for you.”

Hearing these words the Daoist smiled and said, "Many thanks.”

He then turned into a bright white light, and followed the smoke from the incense back into the room. He opened his eyes and said, "Prepare some ink and paper for me. I have to report this to the Young Master. Something big has happened. Another Daoist has meddled with the affairs of the Holy Jail Sect.”

Capital City

It was in the afternoon and many Elementary Scholars were leaving the inn with red eyes and pale faces. It must’ve been the result of heavy drinking the day before. Yu Mao Guang had already woken up and was downstairs. Just then, he realized that Pei Zi Yun’s door was still locked.

He then knocked on Pei Zi Yun’s door. Since he had not slept the entire night, he was still deep in sleep. Being awakened by the knocking sounds on the door, he answered it, still feeling groggy. He then heard Yu Mao Guang shouting outside, "Brother Pei, it’s time to wake up. You’ve been sleeping for too long, it’s unhealthy to lie in bed the entire day.”

The body is most vulnerable after a heavy drinking. The Elementary Scholars way to counteract this was to drink a hot bowl of soup to dispel the effects of alcohol before bed. After they wake up, they will have some plain porridge to warm their stomachs.

Pei Zi Yun woke up, he felt extremely tired from the lack of sleep, and having drank so much the day before, he was in bad shape. When he opened the door, he saw Yu Guang Mao and the rest of the Elementary Scholars. They looked at Pei Zi Yun, who had been out the entire night, and whose face was pale and eyes were bloodshot, and laughed aloud, "Brother Pei, you drank too much yesterday!”

They had no suspicions about his activities last night, since he did looked like he had drank too much at the event.

The few of them went downstairs where they had some warm porridge to warm themselves up, and ordered some side dishes as well. When they were done, they decided to return to Fu Mansion.

Since there the waiter had already informed the Fu Mansion that the Elementary Scholars would not return for the night, they were already aware. Seeing these Elementary Scholars returning, they instructed the kitchen to boil some water so they they can take a warm bath, and have a fresh change of clothes.

When they walked into the yard, they saw the little girl carrying a bunny. The little girl cast a glance at the Elementary Scholars who had just returned and shouted, "These Elementary Scholars are so uninteresting. They went to drink so much yesterday and came back looking so sickly. What a disgrace to the educated.”

Hearing the words spoken by this little girl, they all flushed red in embarrassment. The little lady was wearing a red skirt and green blouse. She looked very adorable even though she was angry. Her cheeks were extremely chubby, tempting anyone who sees her to pinch those cheeks.

Seeing the way these scholars looked, she pinched her own nose from the overwhelming smell of alcohol, hugged her bunny and ran off.

Mistress Cloud was meditating, sitting with her legs crossed. There was an incense burning on the table, in the middle of the room. The entire room was filled the smell of the incense.

All of a sudden, the jade scepter in front of the dressing mirror started vibrating. Mistress Cloud was alarmed, as she opened her eyes and looked at the jade scepter. It wouldn’t move unless something urgent had happened. She then pointed the jade scepter at the mirror.

With a buzz, the scepter emitted a white light and shone into the dressing mirror. Several images coalesced in the mirror for sometime until the shadow of several people formed and became clear.

“The Elementary Scholars have returned from their night of debauchery.” Mistress Cloud and the little girl were looking intently into the mirrors and staring at the Elementary Scholars.

“Eh?”

“There is a red glow emitting from Yu Guang Mao, it seemed like he’s managed to do well enough to clinch the High Scholar title.”

“It must be so. The examination has ended five days ago. Although the results have not been released yet, the examiners have already finished grading the scripts. Hence there was a reaction in the jade scepter indicating whoever has been made a High Scholar.”

“It’s just that this man comes from a rich family, and is not related to me in anyway.”

The mistress then turned her gaze upon Pei Zi Yun and was quietly shocked, "Looking at this scholar, it seems like his killing aura has only grown stronger. He looks like his hostility has increased as well. There was also a red and white glow upon him, as if he had scored higher in the examinations than Yu Guang Mao.”

The mistress was appalled and thought to herself, "This Pei Zi Yun is pretty gifted and it seems like he has already achieved High Scholar status as indicated by the glow on him. Once the results are out, a higher title will be conferred on him. It looks like I’ll have to recruit him into the sect.”

Capital City, High Monastery

Zhang Jie Yu was feeling vexed. He was rather confident of his ability to pass this examination. However, he had entered the sect sometime ago, and his Imperial Qi has been affected as a result. There were rumours that several Daoist had still managed to become an official, where several positions existed for Daoists. One of which was the Daoists Records Official, where the highest rank he can reach would be the 6th rank. The other would be the Prefecture Daoists Official, where the highest rank a person would be able to reach would be the 9th rank. The Imperial Court is very strict about making a Daoist an official, and thus few are able to make it.

“If I do not pass this time, I will not take the examinations again.” Zhang Jie Yu understood this as well. He had been assigned a role to oversee all Outer Circle Disciples. In being able to excel in this role, he would need to spend all his time and effort cultivating. He thus would not have time to be studying for the examination. If he didn’t pass this time, he would just choose to remain an Elementary Scholar for the rest of his life.

Just as he was deep in thought in his courtyard, someone reported, "A Daoist has come to pay a visit. He says the matter is of utmost importance.”

Zhang Jie Yu’s heart fluttered, a bad feeling came over him as he waved his hands impatiently, "Hurry, bring him in!”

The Daoist man strode in, his cheeks twitching, "Young Master, Uncle Li has been killed in his own mansion. Teacher had been to the underworld to find out more details and said that it could’ve been done by another Daoist.”

“What? Li Wen Jing has been murdered?” Zhang Jie Yu’s face turned pale. His expression was that of perplexity and disbelief. After sometime, he understood the gravity of the situation, and realize his loss. He shouted, "Who, who did it?”

Li Wen Jing was by no means considered talented when it comes to Dao Arts, and yet he was an important member to the Holy Jail Sect, where he was proven time and again to be useful. He had a role akin to that of an advisor to the sect. Who would’ve expected him to be dead.

The Daoist man then gave a letter to Zhang Jie Yu. It was written by the monastery leader of Golden Rooster. He read it through once as his face turned stone cold, "Damn it!”

He then shouted for people to come.

“Young master!” After sometime, another Daoist was accompanied by a warrior as they strolled in. Zhang Jie Yu paced several steps before saying, "Advisor Li Wen Jing had been murdered. There’s a possibility that he’s been killed by a Daoist. Find out if Holy Jail Sect has clashed with any other sect or any Daoist recently. Also find out if any Daoists has been into this city recently. Whoever killed my advisor will have revenge served.”

“Yes!” The two of them acknowledged. Just before they walked out. Zhang Jie Yu’s mind flashed with an idea as he halted them, "Also, check up on Slow River County’s Elementary Scholar Pei Zi Yun. I suspect this person is a pawn of a sect, and might have something to do with the death of our advisor.”

“Yes!” The two of them said once more. Zhang Jie Yu did not speak further as he walked off.

Fu Mansion

There was a white amulet on the dressing table, emitting a faint white glow and was speaking, "There’s been some movement in the capital city. I’ve checked it out and found out that one of the Holy Jail Sect’s outer disciple had been killed. His name was Li Wen Jing. There’s chaos within the entire sect and they’re going to turn the entire nation upside down until they’ve found the killer.”

When Mistress Cloud heard this, she was shocked, "What, Zhang Ji Yu’s right hand man Li Wen Jing is dead? Although this man was not an inner circle disciple of the Holy Jail Sect, he was brilliantly capable and wise. He was tasked to run the businesses of the sect. Who would’ve expected him to die just like this.

Just as the mistress started regaining her composure, a thought came into her mind. She then looked into the dressing mirror and tapped on Pei Zi Yun’s name, before it immediately zoomed into his current whereabouts.

Within the room, Pei Zi Yun was deep in sleep, and did not even stir.

She then thought deeply to herself, as her heart fluttered about her chest cavity. She then guessed that he had something to do with Li Wen Jing’s death. Should she recruit this man into their sect?

For a long time, she hesitated and was conflicted.


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