Chapter 63 Seeking Rescue
Chapter 63 Seeking Rescue
"Do you know of any formation that requires forty-nine cultivators as sacrifices?"
Li Qingyi stood outside the door and told Ling'er everything she had seen in the formation in a very fast voice.
"I don't know..." Ling'er's voice came from inside the house, tinged with confusion, "Who is trapped in the formation, causing you such anxiety?"
Upon hearing this answer, Li Qingyi's heart sank.
He knew that Ling'er would never deceive him at such a critical moment.
Then, Ling'er's voice rang out again: "How could this matter concern our safety?"
Li Qingyi couldn't very well tell Ling'er that her true form was trapped in the formation, could she?
He suddenly remembered that the monk had said that this was a grand plan of the Youyue Kingdom.
"There is a cave in the north of the city where this formation is hidden. It was set up by the people of Youyue Kingdom."
A friend of mine is trapped inside and just secretly sent me a message. I suspect that spies from the Youyue Kingdom are plotting something.
After changing her clothes, Ling'er suddenly pushed open the door.
She wore a light green dress that perfectly accentuated her youthful figure.
Just then, the beautiful curves she had glimpsed earlier involuntarily surfaced in Li Qingyi's mind.
Seeing his shifty expression, Ling'er instantly understood what he was thinking. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she angrily retorted, "You lewd man!"
Li Qingyi came to her senses and was about to explain when Ling'er interrupted her with a cold look:
"If all else fails, ask your master for help."
Li Qingyi rubbed her forehead with one hand: "If we have to rely on our master for everything, what's the point of cultivating the Tao?"
Faced with this beautiful misunderstanding, he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only make up an excuse to get by.
Ling'er was slightly taken aback, thinking to herself, "He does possess some of the spirit of a true Golden Core cultivator."
"The Zhengyang Immortal Sect is far from Xuanze City, and Master is currently in seclusion," Ling'er pondered.
"I can ask a Foundation Establishment elder to come down the mountain to help, but he won't be able to arrive until tomorrow at the earliest."
"Ling'er is still the most reliable." Li Qingyi was moved, but unfortunately his main body couldn't wait that long.
He shook his head: "By then, it will be too late."
"So what are you planning to do now?"
This question left Li Qingyi speechless for a moment.
His only source of help, Qin Xiyue, was tens of thousands of miles away at the Qingchi Immortal Sect. By the time Qingkui arrived, he would probably already be dead.
There are only two options at the moment: one is to manipulate sword energy to forcefully break the formation, but this is a last resort; the other is to seek outside help.
Li Qingyi's first thought was of Zhao Mengxi. Not to mention what the crazy woman might ask for, he had no idea where she was.
He then thought of Tingyu Pavilion, but quickly rejected the idea.
Regardless of whether the branch leader is willing to help, with his Qi Refining Level 5 cultivation, going there would only be suicide.
Suddenly, Li Qingyi thought of someone.
That is the mysterious jade disc. Has the other party ever expressed goodwill?
"Perhaps it's worth a try."
"I'm going to Luomei Residence to find someone; perhaps she has a solution."
Ling'er looked suspicious. "You stay indoors all day, where did you get to know so many shady friends?"
"It's a secret, a secret."
Faced with Ling'er's resentful gaze, Li Qingyi could only smile awkwardly.
"Wait here for me, I'll be right back."
Unexpectedly, Ling'er followed Li Qingyi without saying a word.
Seeing this, Li Qingyi felt a headache coming on. Seeing Ling'er's stubborn expression, he had no choice but to take Ling'er with him to Luomei Residence.
Li Qingyi walked very fast on the way.
Under his expert guidance, the two quickly arrived at Luomei Residence. Upon entering, Li Qingyi immediately released the aura of the first level of Qi Refining.
"Take me to the private room of 'Mingxiang'."
The maidservant dared not be negligent and respectfully bowed, saying, "Immortal Master, please follow me."
"How come Brother Qingyi is so skilled?" Ling'er said sarcastically on the way, almost causing Li Qingyi to trip and fall.
"This is my first time here too..."
Ling'er rolled her eyes. "I don't believe it."
Li Qingyi didn't know how to explain for a moment, so she simply kept quiet.
Led by a maid, the two quickly arrived at Mingxiang Private Room.
Li Qingyi gently knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Upon hearing a woman's voice, Ling'er frowned immediately. "Brother Qingyi certainly has quite a few women in his life."
Li Qingyi felt inexplicably helpless after being inexplicably rebuked by Ling'er.
Since things had come to this, he had no choice but to push open the door and enter.
Yu Die, dressed in red, sat gracefully indoors, with an ancient zither placed in front of her.
She gently stroked the strings of her zither and said calmly, "I don't recall inviting you, young master."
Li Qingyi said solemnly, "A friend told me where you live, young lady. I have an important matter to ask you, and I apologize for disturbing you."
Yu Die lightly tapped the futon in front of her with her jade-like fingers: "Please sit."
Li Qingyi and Ling'er took their seats one after the other.
Ling'er looked at Li Qingyi suspiciously. "Is this really his first time here?"
She could tell that Yu Die had indeed never met Li Qingyi, which lessened her suspicions about Li Qingyi.
Yu Die asked, "What urgent matter is it?"
Li Qingyi then recounted the events related to the great formation.
Upon hearing this, Yu Die immediately understood who Li Qingyi's friend was—the man she had seen in front of Wangchun Tower that night.
She smiled calmly: "That night in front of Wangchun Tower, that young man clearly said he didn't know you. How come you're such close friends today?"
In response to Yu Die's teasing, Li Qingyi explained:
"My friend is naturally suspicious, and I apologize on his behalf for the previous deception."
Ling'er was filled with confusion after hearing this: 'When exactly did Brother Qingyi make these friends? Were they already acquainted, or is there another reason?'
Yu Die clearly accepted Li Qingyi's explanation and slowly spoke:
"The formation you mentioned is the Blood Sacrifice Demon Formation, created by a formation master from the Youyue Kingdom."
This formation requires forty-nine wicked and sinful cultivators as sacrifices to shake the fate of a nation.
Furthermore, forty-nine arrays must be deployed within a country and activated simultaneously in order to disrupt the nation's destiny.
"A villain? How did I become a villain? Wait... Li Qinglian and the others wouldn't assume I'm a villain just because I'm an assassin from Tingyu Pavilion, would they?"
Li Qingyi immediately felt that she had been wronged to death.
"What if there are good people mixed in?"
Yu Die explained, "Then this formation will backfire on the person who set it up. At best, their cultivation will be completely destroyed; at worst, they will die and their cultivation will be extinguished."
"But what is the purpose of setting up this formation?" Li Qingyi pressed.
"Even if we were to launch a military campaign against the Xuan Kingdom, wouldn't the final victor be determined by high-level cultivators?"
Both women looked surprised upon hearing this.
"How come Brother Qingyi doesn't even know this?" Ling'er explained first:
"When royal cultivators cultivate, they always rely on the nation's fortune to aid their practice, making their efforts twice as effective. If the nation's fortune is damaged, their cultivation will also be affected."
"Those cultivators who are used as sacrifices, regardless of their good or evil deeds, will ultimately meet a tragic end?"
Yu Die nodded.
Li Qingyi's tone was somewhat urgent, "Then how do we break that formation?"
Yu Die observed Li Qingyi, her jade-like fingers lightly caressing the strings of the zither, and clear, melodious music flowed through the room. Li Qingyi felt her mind instantly calmed.
Just then, Yu Die slowly spoke: "The method is very simple, but I'm afraid your friend... won't be able to do it."
Ling'er asked, puzzled, "Why?"
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