Capítulo 1217: Chapter 1236: Everything Is Ready
Everything is ready except for the east wind.
Returning to the Ninth Spirit Hall, Ye Xuan placed all the spiritual objects together, a hint of cruel excitent in his eyes. Just the spiritual objects in his hands could produce a large amount of Myriad Poison Powder.
However, the trip to the dicine King Pavilion unexpectedly let him encounter Nangong Xian’er, revealing to him another identity of Nangong Xian’er as the Heavenly Patrol Spirit Envoy.
The Heavenly Patrol Spirit Envoy is responsible for oversight, an extrely offending job, hence each envoy is covered in golden armor, with outsiders unaware of their true identity.
That is why Nangong Xian’er used a hundred-thousand-year-old Transformation Origin Spirit Grass to silence Ye Xuan, hoping he would keep her secret.
But all this was insignificant to Ye Xuan, as there was little association with Nangong Xian’er. The most pressing matter was to eliminate Ji Yinyang, completely removing this potential threat.
Seven days later.
Late at night, Wu Liang ca to the Ninth Spirit Hall, received a portion of Myriad Poison Powder from Ye Xuan, and the two conspired for a long ti before Wu Liang quietly departed.
All plans were proceeding smoothly, according to Ye Xuan’s expectations, just waiting for the right mont to eliminate Ji Yinyang.
Of course, Ye Xuan always ensures no residual effects in his actions; if he acts, it will be decisively thorough.
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On the other side.
Lately, Ji Yinyang seed to be focusing on self-cultivation, seldom venturing out, much less seeking trouble with Ye Xuan.
After all, he dared not offend Zi Ling at the mont, nor did he dare plot against Ye Xuan, though Ji Yinyang had a plan in mind.
“Wu Liang, when will the second Spiritual Child erge from seclusion?” Ji Yinyang finished his breath regulation, slowly opened his eyes, and directed a sharp voice towards Wu Liang.
“Only in six months will the second Spiritual Child erge from seclusion.” Wu Liang hurriedly bowed to answer.
“Good.”
Ji Yinyang’s eyes brightened, a sinister smile played on his lips as he murmured, “Little Nine, indeed I cannot offend Zi Ling Holy Envoy, but do you think this matter will pass? When the second Spiritual Child erges, even Zi Ling won’t be able to protect you.”
Ji Yinyang’s cold laughter revealed excitent over so thought, his aura dense and ominous like water.
However, Wu Liang, standing beside Ji Yinyang, kept his head lowered, a harsh gleam fleetingly crossing his eyes, skillfully masked.
Ti flew by, slipping away unnoticed.
Half a year passed swiftly.
During this half year, Ji Yinyang remained within the Fifth Spirit Hall, and Ye Xuan, too, enjoyed a rare peaceful era.
Ji Yinyang awaited the second Spiritual Child’s ergence, while Ye Xuan awaited a chance, a chance to put Ji Yinyang to death.
Ye Xuan was in no hurry; he was a man of great patience, knowing that once he strikes, it’ll be lethal, leaving no room for his enemies.
Speaking of which, soone of Ji Yinyang’s cultivation seldom needs physical nourishnt, primarily absorbing spiritual energy elixirs for self-improvent, having no desire for food, hence Wu Liang struggled to find a chance.
But Wu Liang was patient, confident that he would eventually seize an opportunity to fulfill Ye Xuan’s task; it was rely a matter of ti.
Quickly, the opportunity presented itself, and Ji Yinyang himself delivered it.
On a day, six months later, upon learning that the next day marked the second Spiritual Child’s ergence, Ji Yinyang instructed Wu Liang to gather Tuoba Tian and others to personally welco the second Spiritual Child.
Receiving the orders, Wu Liang recognized that his chance had arrived.
The Fifth Spirit Hall.
Lights illuminated brightly, spiritual energy drifting.
Scores of Divine Generals patrolled outside the Fifth Spirit Hall, while Wu Liang flitted around inside, entirely fulfilling a servant’s role.
Inside the hall.
White jade tables covered with spirit fruits and immortal brew, with maids dancing, harmonious sounds of lute and zither swirling, making the Fifth Spirit Hall incredibly lively.
Ji Yinyang sat high in the position of honor, with Xia Wuyuan and Tuoba Tian as three Spiritual Children at lower positions, all with smiling faces, engaging in fervent conversation.
“Fifth brother, Yao Yueye is a damn nuisance; this ti we must kill him to vent my anger.” Tuoba Tian bitterly shouted.
“Little Nine is too arrogant, not only disregarding us but even fifth brother – this ti, we’ll ensure he’s beyond redemption.” Xia Wuyuan coldly echoed.
“Old Nine thinks with Zi Ling Holy Envoy backing him he can be lawless, yet tomorrow he will face consequences.” Li Shian, the eleventh Spiritual Child, sneered.
“Giggle!”
Ji Yinyang covered his mouth with cold laughter, his voice chilling, raising goosebumps on listeners.
“Though Little Nine deserves death, killing him would be too lenient; he’s a beautiful cauldron.”
“Fifth brother is right; killing would be his benefit; turning him into fifth brother’s concubine would be delightful?”
“Hahaha.”
The three Spiritual Children laughed loudly, expressing deep hatred towards Ye Xuan.
“Good, today we brothers drink together, tomorrow we’ll welco the second Spiritual Child, then settle with Little Nine.” Ji Yinyang laughed, the four raising their cups in unison, the Fifth Spirit Hall echoing with their laughter.
Unbeknownst to them, as Wu Liang saw the four drink the wine, a sinister gleam crossed his eyes, he quietly departed from the Fifth Spirit Hall.
Toasting, chatting, the three Spiritual Children fawned over Ji Yinyang as ti slipped by.
Moonlight dim, stars muted.
Just as they were drinking rrily, light footsteps wafted from outside, failing to alert the four, thinking it’s rely the Patrol Divine General.
Clap—clap—clap!
Suddenly, applauses interrupted their loud discourse, prompting them to look at the source.
“Everyone’s having quite the fun; why didn’t you invite this Spiritual Child for a drink?”
Ye Xuan clad in black, his long hair cascading behind him, with each step, his hair fluttered gently, adding depth and mystery to his appearance.
At this instant, the entire Fifth Spirit Hall fell silent; the Divine General Immortal Soldiers patrolling mysteriously vanished.
“Little Nine?”
Seeing the newcor, Ji Yinyang froze, his thoughts stalled, never expecting Ye Xuan’s arrival at this mont.
“Yao Yueye, such audacity, to trespass the Fifth Spirit Hall?”
Pong!
Tuoba Tian slamd the table, glaring at Ye Xuan, a flash of surprise in his eyes at Ye Xuan’s enigmatic entry going unnoticed by them.
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