Tu Hongyi and Dou De, after speaking, looked at Feng Jun with eyes full of hope.
Feng Jun helplessly gave a bitter smile, "Is this really... going to the murder scene?"
"Yes," Dou De nodded, thought for a mont, and added, "If you think you can deduce it without visiting the scene, then let’s go to Senior Brother in Charge’s residence."
Feng Jun exchanged a glance with Qu Jianlei, "Forget it, let’s go to the scene."
To be honest, the scene was quite awkward, actually located in an inn owned by Taixu’s other courtyard.
The deceased was an Initial Golden Core Stage cultivator nad Du Tianxi.
About ten days ago, Du Tianxi arrived in East City from West City. Master Moran had a good relationship with him and invited him to stay at his residence. However, Du Tianxi refused, saying, "I’m afraid you’ll take advantage of ."
This was actually a joke. According to rumors, Master Moran liked n. Whether it’s true is hard to say. After all, he had a few Dao companions, but they all parted ways, and now the disciples around him were indeed all handso male cultivators.
Master Moran had a nice temperant but didn’t like these kinds of rumors. Usually, he would pretend not to hear them. If he was in a bad mood, he would scold the person for talking nonsense.
That day, he wasn’t in a good mood and turned around and left.
The day before yesterday, because of other matters, he went to that inn again. Du Tianxi entertained him with drinks. They sat down and drank, but sohow ended up arguing.
Master Moran waved his sleeve and left, even snorting coldly as he exited, "If it weren’t for the two hundred years of friendship, do you believe I’d take out your Golden Core?"
Du Tianxi was also very angry, shouting at his back, "Then co and take it, if I frown, I’m not surnad Du!"
As a result, that night, Du Tianxi died in the inn, and his Golden Core was indeed taken out.
The inn was an asset of Taixu’s other courtyard, so soone imdiately reported it to the courtyard’s leader, and the news quickly reached Master Moran’s ears.
Master Moran felt extrely uncomfortable, but what was worse was the rumor that he coveted Du Tianxi’s male charm and, failing to win him over, killed Master Du out of spite.
The damn rumor was unbearable. Master Moran stated that he didn’t return to his residence that night but went to the Spirit Stone Mine — there was a spiritual energy disturbance there, and he went to help suppress it.
The news from the Spirit Stone Mine was generally unknown to outsiders, but there were many people at the mine who could vouch for him, aning if soone frad him, they really picked the wrong ti.
However, Master Moran was absolutely unwilling to just clear his na; he was determined to investigate thoroughly and find out which bastard was bold enough to not only kill Du Tianxi but also try to pin it on him.
Taixu Sect has a Ti Rewind Talisman. In fact, Master Moran himself knew this technique, but unfortunately, the perpetrator disrupted the earthly patterns and aura, leaving nothing to rewind.
So he was looking for experts everywhere to deduce. It’s said that the Ergence Stage Elder sitting at Central City could definitely figure this out, but Master Moran felt that bothering the Elder over such a trivial matter was quite humiliating.
Moreover, since this was considered an internal affair of Taixu Sect, as an Inner Court disciple, he would surely be better protected than the other courtyard cultivators. Who knows what others might say, and he didn’t want to drag his Sect elders into any dishonor.
But deducing the matter of the disrupted earthly patterns and aura isn’t sothing an average person can do, so Master Moran issued a reward within Taixu Sect, asking everyone to provide clues as quickly as possible; the faster the speed, the higher the reward.
Tu Hongyi and Dou De, upon eting Sumiao for the first ti, though they almost ignored Feng Jun and his group, had noted down the relevant information but felt it unnecessary to be so polite.
But with the Master in Charge offering a reward, they definitely wanted to take a chance.
Master Moran was exceedingly anxious, and upon hearing that soone had co to deduce, he rushed over eagerly.
Identity verification was quite simple. Master Sumiao was a Taiqing Sect disciple from Kunhao Plane, unknown to Master Moran, but very familiar with Master Guyue, and had so acquaintance with Master Xiaosong — just a few questions and it was clear.
As for Feng Jun being invited by the Spirit Plant Path’s Executor to perform the deduction, that was also quite reassuring, as they were all notable figures.
Master Moran was overly concerned about this matter, so much so that he didn’t even ask why the Spirit Plant Path invited Feng Jun to deduce.
To be fair, snooping around the activities of the Seven Gates and Eighteen Paths was sowhat taboo. On ordinary days, he might use a bit of trickery to coax so information, but in such a mood now?
Feng Jun was examining the scene. Du Tianxi lay dead on the bed in the room, his skin fair, features graceful, appearance as lovely as a woman’s, no wonder there were such rumors.
At this mont, indeed, his eyes were tightly closed, and at his dantian, a bowl-sized hole showed his Golden Core had been truly dug out.
Feng Jun knew Du Tianxi’s Golden Core hadn’t been taken away but was recovered later, which ruled out the possibility of an Evil Cultivator’s act. It should be a rather straightforward vendetta — to quietly kill a Golden Core cultivator in an inn must have taken quite so effort.
Master Moran saw that he remained silent and couldn’t help but speak up, "Don’t you need to understand the situation?"
Feng Jun shook his head, "No need... Oh, by the way, there’s a fee for my divination."
"You don’t need to say that," Master Moran stated directly, "Just na your price... Do you need the guest list from that night?"
Feng Jun glanced at him, asking curiously, "What would I need that for?"
"For your divination... don’t you need to match nas?" Master Moran looked at him perplexedly, a bit suspicious of whether this guy was capable. "Most of the people present I have retained; you can match them in person."
"No need for that," Feng Jun shook his head, pulling out his phone and tapping on it, "If the divination works, it can be done without seeing people. If it doesn’t work, seeing people won’t help... It’s not significant."
Upon hearing this, Master Moran breathed a slight sigh of relief and nodded gently, "You are certainly confident."
Feng Jun wasn’t trying to show off; he felt there was no need to see people. After the fourth ring, the ti-rewind function of the phone greatly improved, making it easy to find out what happened a day or two ago.
Of course, if fate was truly obscured to the extent that even ti rewind couldn’t work, seeing people wouldn’t necessarily help either.
After tapping a few tis, he took out a cigarette and lit it. He already had an answer in mind but just needed to wait a bit.
Master Sumiao asked Master Moran softly, "Senior Brother Moran, do you have any suspects here?"
"What if I do?" Master Moran replied expressionlessly, "The people staying here are either sect disciples or disciples from other courtyards. Am I supposed to soul search them?"
This was another point of irritation for him—it’s likely soone familiar did it; otherwise, although Du Tianxi was from another courtyard and slightly lacking in cultivation, he couldn’t have been killed so easily.
What frustrated him more was that he clearly had a suspect in mind, but... he couldn’t point it out!
Feng Jun didn’t concern himself with all that. After finishing his cigarette, he softly ordered, "Bring so tea!"
This request was quite audacious, but no one contested it. Instead, Master Moran snorted lightly, "Hurry up, really lacking tact!"
Feng Jun drank tea for a while, tapped on his phone, and smoked another cigarette, going back and forth for over an hour before finally speaking, "I’ve figured it out... His succubus backfired on him, and then..."
"Hold on," Master Moran promptly interrupted him, "Are you sure Du Tianxi had a succubus?"
"Of course," Feng Jun answered without hesitation, then asked back, "Any objections? Are you doing the divination, or am I?"
This guy has such a fiery temper... Master Moran’s mouth twitched, "No objections, please continue!"
He was sure that the last ti he saw Du Tianxi, the guy didn’t have a succubus, but... since the other was specializing in divination, he decided to listen first as randomly interrupting wouldn’t do any good.
It’s not that the Golden Core cultivators from Tianqin Plane were more polite than those from Kunhao; it’s just that... In Tianqin, Golden Core cultivators are as common as cabbages, and there are far too many cultivators stronger than Golden Core here. Since one understands that "there’s always soone better," naturally, their temper wouldn’t be too large.
Feng Jun continued on his own, "The succubus confused Master Tianxi, after which he lifted the restriction and let in a mid-stage Golden Core nad Cheng Shuibian. He killed Master Tianxi and took away the succubus..."
When Master Moran heard the na "Cheng Shuibian," his eye couldn’t help but twitch uncontrollably—this was the suspect he had long targeted, but alas he only had suspicion without evidence, and could only grit his teeth and endure.
Fortunately, he was several hundred years old and finally managed to control his emotions. After Feng Jun finished speaking, he waited five or six seconds before asking, "Friend Feng, have you finished?"
"Finished," Feng Jun spread his hands, "Oh, by the way, when he extracted the Golden Core, he used a Golden Hand Guard Hook."
"That’s his prized weapon," Master Moran sneered, pausing before speaking again, "Do you have evidence for what you said?"
Feng Jun glared at him with a look of disdain, "If there were evidence, would you still need my divination?"
Master Moran wasn’t angry but contemplated for a mont before speaking, "In that case, I’m afraid you can’t leave for now."
"My apologies, I only provide divination, not confrontation," Feng Jun waved his hand dismissively, "Alright, the fee is three hundred interdiate spirit stones... I’ll be going now."
"Three hundred interdiate spirit stones..." Master Moran was taken aback; in fact, after getting this answer, he intended to pay. After all, given Feng Jun’s remark, if he didn’t pay, it would be too embarrassing, and he hadn’t planned on giving less either.
But upon hearing the other’s quote, he was a bit surprised—by the official rate, this amounted to thirty thousand spirit stones, and even though the Tianqin Plane had plenty of interdiate spirit stones, there were also many places where they were needed.
So after a montary pause, he asked with a smile, "Are you not afraid I’ll refuse to pay for such a steep price?"
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