Vampire Cultivation Notes

Chapter 122 The identity of Daoist Wangyue disappears.

After watching Cheng Wu return to the Immortal City and disappear from sight.

Li Jieqing thought to himself in the pavilion that he had waited for so long and made all the arrangements—should he go back to the Immortal City and show his face again?

Haven't you heard? If the Immortal City doesn't appear soon, they'll be considered dead.

Unfortunately, there are still some follow-up arrangements to be made regarding the identity of the Moon Gazing Taoist, and it would be troublesome if they were not dealt with.

According to rumors circulating from the Immortal City, those who failed to return from the outer sea in the past two months were fine, but the miscellaneous servants and rogue cultivators who did return, although they were questioned, were in relatively good condition. Many were even appeased for a while. For example, Master Baocheng, who lost the most disciples, directly recruited many miscellaneous servants to become new disciples.

For example, the still-living Jinwu Shangren achieved his wish and became a Foundation Establishment disciple.

This situation is quite interesting.

Li Jieqing had long wanted to make an appearance in the Immortal City, carefully blending in among the returning flag bearers.

However, the more stable and error-free that immortal city was, the less he wanted to get close to it.

It's been delayed until now.

Since no one was investigating Cheng Wu, a person with whom they had a grudge, he could come over and tip off people so casually.

Li Jieqing was arrogant. If he were Qi Zhen, he would have lost the precious treasure he risked his life at sea, and afterwards he would have investigated the suspicious flag bearer to death.

Especially after the case where the Fairy of Luxurious Colors was hidden among the flag bearers.

"It's still not a safe place to go... Could they be waiting for me?"

As soon as he said it, Li Jieqing denied it himself.

Since Cheng Wu wasn't punished and was released directly, he shouldn't have been exposed.

It was something that couldn't be exposed in the first place.

The matter of blood slaves is completely unprecedented in the cultivation world, and the Seven Immortals do not have the experience to handle it.

"If they weren't waiting for me, then... they must be waiting for Fairy Luxurious Colors?!"

Li Jieqing suddenly remembered what Cheng Wu had said when he reported on the situation in Xiancheng.

Qi Zhen was busy preparing to search for the person who had stolen the treasure, but more than a month had passed and the Immortal City was unusually quiet.

Now it seems that they were trying to use this to lure out Fairy Shecai.

The flag bearers who returned to the Immortal City were not under surveillance; it seemed that Qi Zhen had deliberately opened the door for anyone to pass through.

However, if the real target appears, that opening will instantly tighten.

This is a trap!

"I see. Qi Zhen isn't entirely stupid; he's quite adept at uniting against external threats."

Li Jieqing originally wanted to help Fairy Shecai take the blame, but now he finds that he doesn't need to lift a finger, as Qizhen's attention has been completely drawn to her.

It seems to be due to those third-tier monster eggs.

The fact that the Seven Immortals could work together in such a concerted effort meant that the third-tier demon beast egg had completely disappeared and been successfully snatched away by Fairy Shecai.

Li Jieqing suddenly raised his hand and removed the ever-changing mask from his face.

A breeze carrying a slight fishy smell blew from the fishing grounds, brushing against two strands of hair that had fallen across my forehead.

Two months later, he guessed the fate of the Hidden Dragon Lice's nest after he threw down the Thunder Pill and left that day.

At this moment, the Seven Immortals City had probably become a terrifying thunderbolt that could explode at any moment. Inside, the Seven Immortals were crouching, furious for losing their treasure, and Fairy Shecai was hiding in the shadows, lost in thought.

It is foreseeable that after Cheng Wu reports on Fairy Shecai's matter, it will be like triggering that Heavenly Thunder. Qi Zhen's reaction will be even more violent, and the peaceful situation in the Immortal City for more than a month will be completely broken.

"It's a bit horrifying."

Under the ever-changing facade, Li Jieqing, having regained his original appearance, clicked his tongue twice.

That's it.

Now is definitely not the time to show up and get involved in this mess.

Let's just log out of the "Wangyue Daoren" identity and pretend he failed to return from the outer sea.

At this moment, instead of thinking about getting close to the Seven Immortals City, one should run away to avoid getting splattered with blood when the Seven Immortals and Fairy Shecai start fighting.

The Taipingfang fishing grounds are no longer safe.

It's too close to the Immortal City.

Having made up his mind, Li Jieqing sought out the fishery manager who was patrolling outside. This manager had not gone out to sea to take up the flag before, so he was not yet involved in the situation in the Immortal City.

Li Jieqing decided to run away, so he instructed him to carefully prepare a communication jade talisman to collect information about the immortal city and secretly send it to him later.

Having done all this, Li Jieqing tossed aside his black and white cloak and vanished into the fishing grounds on the wind.

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Northland.

Swimming in the Snake Sea, outside Blood Bamboo Island.

At the time of the full moon, the moonlight poured down, shining on the shimmering water, creating bursts of silvery light.

Ships came from the southeast and approached the Blood Bamboo Island pier to disembark.

They traveled silently the entire way.

All the workers on Blood Bamboo Island who burned charcoal, made paper, and collected bamboo sap gathered together, while the monks from the Yu family stood aside to welcome the ships ashore.

In addition, the cultivators who worked for Old Liu and Venerable Jinwu were being driven away, told to leave Blood Bamboo Island and not to come near it.

After clearing the shore, Yu Mingwu, the over ninety-year-old head of the Yu family, stepped onto the island in high spirits and nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the blood bamboo growing all over the island.

"I never imagined that planting some blood bamboo could yield such a good harvest, comparable to the precious spirit rice."

"Fortunately, this place rightfully belongs to us, the Yu family."

Yu Mingwu stepped forward with his hands behind his back, leading the family cultivators, each wielding a flying sword, out of the ship and following them away from the dock.

Those who acted together tonight were at least at the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

One of them was Yu Mingwu's nephew, who had become a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator in the past twenty years. He followed with a smile.

"The old man Wangyue from Blood Bamboo Island went to the Immortal City and sailed away. He hasn't returned for months, leaving this wonderful spiritual land to waste. It's such a pity."

"We've already asked around, and this guy must have died in the outer sea. We've also made arrangements with the Immortal City. We'll take over this place first, and then send more offerings over. Sooner or later, we'll be able to officially incorporate this sacred land into our clan."

"Hmm...you have to give the gift to the right person."

Yu Mingwu nodded and said to the side, "We must be careful even as things are about to succeed. We must not be arrogant or impatient. Daoist Wangyue did not take that demon away. It is still wandering around somewhere on the island, guarding the island's protective formation."

The Yu family brought so many people, and they chose to come during the full moon, when the Moon-Gazing Eel doesn't like to move, just to get rid of that monster and take over Blood Bamboo Island.

"Fan Qian, you need to be careful. If we take Blood Bamboo Island, we can consider having you garrison it."

Twenty years later, Yu Fanqian can no longer hide her age. A few fine lines have appeared at the corners of her eyes. Although her breasts are well-defined and still appear firm and rounded, one can tell from the luster of her skin that they have lost much of their elasticity.

Time is like a knife, each cut aging us.

Yu Mingwu's words made Yu Fanqian's face darken slightly, and she only gave a vague reply.

For over twenty years, she has been busy traveling for the family, leaving little time for cultivation. She is still only at the seventh level of Qi Refining. On the other hand, the eldest branch of the family is thriving, with not only another person reaching the late stage of Qi Refining, but also several others at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and several more preparing to break through to the seventh level.

Even if Yu Fanqian wasn't very smart, she knew that she had no chance of becoming the head of the Yu family.