Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses Chapter 433 - 211: Clues are of Little Use! Leaving in 3 Day

Terror arrived instantly, and the other party directly released a hostage, specifically, Jia Yun’s wife. From her mouth, he learned that the other party had taken his children hostage. If he did not comply, these children would all be dood.

Of course, he had two choices at this ti. The first was to report the matter, that is, to seek help from the Imperial Decree Departnt, refusing to compromise with dark forces.

The second was to surrender. Since the other party had made it clear that even if he died, his entire family would certainly prosper in the future. The other party swore on their honor and told him that even if caught, he would not be sentenced to death, the coercion being only worth several decades. He was not worried about such things.

Thus, Jia Yun had no real choices left.

How could soone from the Demon-slaying Bureau report to the Imperial Decree Departnt? As a re lon seller, could he sell immature lons to a custor?

No way, the officials of the Imperial Decree Departnt were very slippery. Trusting them was worse than trusting these big shots, as these big shots had shown quite a formidable power, forcing him to submit. Initially, he was sowhat displeased, but later he found it quite enjoyable.

This was an opportunity!

An opportunity to kill mbers of the Celestial Capital Departnt, perhaps giving brothers from the Demon-slaying Bureau a chance to vent their anger.

He complied.

Proactively started to associate with Ling Huzhong, deliberately discussing missing persons cases and claiming he was investigating them too. He discovered a situation related to a missing person’s case in the wild. This was rely fooling Ling Huzhong, who beca restless along with being awed by Jia Yun’s strength, leaving Ling Huzhong sowhat submissive.

Then the two entered a dungeon together, naturally not Wanyan’s dungeon but another girl’s dungeon. Jia Yun invited him, and after one dungeon run, their relationship improved significantly.

Then no more, Ling Huzhong died, killed instantly, his head flew over three hundred zhang, and was gouged out from the rock wall. He died without suffering; his eyes showed excitent upon witnessing good fortune arriving.

"Does Yuchi ever team up with others for dungeon runs?"

Song Yinghan listened with curiosity and looked at Yuchi’s honest deanor: He probably wouldn’t, considering I was right in front of him, he remained courteous and only chose a good ti to devour .

Hmm...

Yes, there shouldn’t be any problem with him.

As for Ling Huzhong’s matter, though they gained so details beyond their understanding, largely it was similar. From a logical perspective, Ling Huzhong died in his own confusion and arrogance—a typical negative effect rather than a positive one.

But could this fellow really be said to have been killed due to such responsibility? Certainly not. This wasn’t the internet from his previous life, where soone could be completely denounced due to so ssy past, desiring to flay and extract his tendons.

In fact, Ling Huzhong could manage to go so far in this case despite many interests involved, but undeniably it was openly, as no one else claid they didn’t care for benefits.

Then his head was punched by Jia Yun and flew two li away...

Ling Huzhong spread his hands: Who should I seek for fairness now?

Whereas Jia Yun simply ntioned the clues about the opponent, mainly just the bit as follows.

First: The opponent is a man; the voice was distinctly masculine when they spoke.

Second: The opponent’s handwriting was excellent.

Third: The opponent is very strong, at least a Cultivator at the Core Formation Stage, possibly even at the Golden Core Stage.

Thus, Yuchi cursed repeatedly, indeed swearing, because Jia Yun’s points were completely useless.

First, they hadn’t seen the man’s appearance, only heard a man’s voice, and such a voice could be easily disguised, so that didn’t count at all.

Second, they thought the opponent’s handwriting was good, but Yuchi’s honest handwriting was also good. Such handwriting can be altered, whether a Cultivator writes sincerely or not.

Third, the opponent’s cultivation level, it didn’t need Jia Yun to say; everyone could see it at a glance.

This made Yuchi regret giving his teapot away, but seeing the murderous look in Jia Yun’s eyes afterward, he relented and obediently brewed him a pot of tea, feeling like he was committing a sin.

"So now there are two plans. First, we go find soone knowledgeable to examine the Burial Ground and see if they can deduce the opponent’s identity or what the Burial Ground is for."

"Secondly, if we can’t find useful clues through the Burial Ground, we will not be able to quickly identify the opponent’s identity. We’ll still need a thorough search, knowing that ultimately, this search could be futile."

Is there a plan for the next step?

Yes, this is what Yuchi suggested.

There must be an explanation for the Burial Ground, the deliberate phenonon was too obvious; the opponent was obviously doing it on purpose, almost like an obsession, so there certainly must be so clues left.

Of course, clues might eventually be found, but just like Jia Yun’s clues, it would be pointless after a roundabout.