darknovel Chapter 128 Swearing to Follow to the Death
Chapter 128 Swearing to Follow to the Death
Chapter 128 Swearing to Follow to the Death
Li Qingyi remained hidden in the Luo family's residence for a full day.
Dusk, starry night, and then the sunrise the next day.
He looked at the blazing sun overhead, which had become scorching and blinding again, and his face twitched involuntarily.
"Those people at Zhenyang Tower—they're just too unreliable!" he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Shouldn't they have scouted the location, set up surveillance, and observed the situation days in advance before engaging in such underhanded activities? Aren't they afraid of being ambushed?
Li Qingyi was somewhat disappointed in him.
If it were me planning this, I would definitely lie in wait in Yuqing Mountain for ten days or half a month.
They thoroughly investigated the Luo family's daily routines and the people who came and went, and only took action after confirming there was no danger.
Yesterday, taking advantage of his menial job, he got to experience a long-lost mortal life.
As a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, being ordered around by mortals was a strange sense of incongruity that he found quite amusing.
It also taught him about the Luo family's trivial gossip and hidden grudges—
"If only I had this divine sense back in my university days—" Li Qingyi thought aimlessly as she mechanically swept the fallen leaves on the ground:
The library, study rooms, groves of trees—well, wouldn't that mean you could look at whatever you wanted?
The thought made him smile slightly, but he immediately shook his head in self-deprecation.
I'm thinking too far ahead. I wonder if reaching the pinnacle of immortality will allow me to return home.
Just then, that familiar, displeased voice rang out again: "You failed to complete the task I assigned you yesterday. Why haven't you reported back to me?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qingyi was preparing to respond respectfully.
However, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his movements stopped abruptly.
In the far distance, a rather inconspicuous dark light was slowly making its way toward Yuqing Mountain at a moderate speed!
coming!
Seeing that the lowly servant in front of him not only did not answer, but also frowned and stared blankly, Luo Yihang's anger flared up.
He had already felt ashamed for showing weakness in front of this servant yesterday, and now this servant dared to ignore him?
"Are you deaf?!" Luo Yihang shouted sharply, taking a step forward and raising his right hand, intending to slap Li Qingyi's cheek directly.
In his view, there was no need to hesitate to punish an ignorant servant.
Just then, a slightly mocking female voice came from the moon gate: "Big brother's hot temper hasn't changed at all."
Luo Huanhuan appeared there at some point, dressed in a light blue dress, leaning against the door frame, watching the scene with a leisurely air.
Luo Yihang's hand froze in mid-air, his face turning pale. He turned and glared at Luo Huanhuan: "I'm disciplining my own servant, when did it become your place to interrupt?"
Luo Huanhuan was about to retort.
A sudden change occurred.
The sky, which had been clear and blue just moments before, darkened without warning.
A chilling aura, making one's skin tighten and one's heart tremble, then enveloped the entire Yuqing Peak.
The three people in the courtyard, along with other servants nearby, all involuntarily looked up at the sky.
In mid-air, a figure appeared, stepping on swirling black mist.
The newcomer was dressed in black robes, carrying a bone fan. His face was blurred, his eyes gleamed with a blood-red light, and he emitted a series of "gags" from his throat.
His eerie laughter rang out: "Insects, today, you shall all come and be guests within my Hundred Soul Fan! Hehehehe—"
Before he finished speaking, a spiritual pressure belonging to a cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining descended like a storm.
The mortal servants in the courtyard who had never cultivated instantly turned pale, their legs went weak, and they collapsed to the ground.
Luo Yihang and Luo Huanhuan also gasped for breath, their faces drained of color.
Just then, Luo Wang's figure flashed and appeared on the highest rooftop, his beard and hair standing on end, glaring angrily at the evil cultivator in the air.
He was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining, unable to control the wind. He could only straighten his back as much as possible, cup his hands, and say, "My Luo family has always been peaceful and unassuming. We do not know where we have offended you. Please enlighten us!"
The evil cultivator laughed maniacally, "What have we done to offend you? The greatest sin is that you breathe in the spiritual energy of these mountains!"
Luo Wang's expression was extremely solemn. Knowing that there was no way to resolve this peacefully, he said no more and quickly formed hand seals, his magical power surging within him.
"Fire Crow Technique!"
"Earth Spike Technique!"
Several low-level spells, accompanied by a whistling sound, attacked the black shadow in the air.
However, the evil cultivator merely snorted contemptuously and casually waved his bone fan.
A surge of black energy erupted, and Luo Wang's full-force spell collided with it, annihilating it without even causing a ripple.
Upon seeing this, the Luo family members were all horrified and their hearts were filled with dread.
Li Qingyi looked at the evil cultivator above and her lips twitched.
At first glance, the overwhelming aura of the evil clouds that blotted out the sky piqued his interest, thinking that Zhenyang Tower had finally sent someone decent.
Once the other party gets close, he carefully scans them with his divine sense.
The seemingly terrifying evil cloud was merely a visual effect created using a few crude "gathering yin talismans" and "illusion techniques".
Besides showing off, he's completely useless.
That black robe and bone fan certainly exuded an evil aura.
However, the other party's control was stiff and rigid, and the strange "hehe" laughter was deliberately embarrassing.
Li Qingyi shook her head secretly, somewhat disappointed.
After toying with him for a while, the evil cultivator grew tired. With a casual wave of his hand, a black light flashed, and Luo Wang was instantly defeated.
"Tremble, mortals!"
Li Qingyi stared speechlessly at the clumsy performance.
His divine sense was fully deployed, searching for Lucci, who was hiding in the shadows, ready to eliminate the demon and protect the righteous.
The reason they didn't act was because they were waiting for Lu Qi to arrive so they could wipe them all out in one fell swoop.
Seeing Luo Wang's defeat, Luo Yihang's heart sank to the bottom, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Just as Li Qingyi was about to make her move and end this farce...
Despite his serious injuries, Luo Wang managed to muster his strength and quickly appeared beside the three of them.
He grabbed Luo Huanhuan's wrist and said urgently, "Huanhuan, come with me quickly."
His abrupt action immediately attracted the attention of the evil cultivator in the air.
"Tsk, trying to escape? Prepare to die!"
A hint of mockery flashed in the evil cultivator's crimson eyes. He turned his bone fan around, aimed it downwards, and casually shot out a beam of dark light.
Just then, an extremely calm voice entered everyone's ears.
"Even if your Zhenyang Tower wants to put on this 'thief crying 'stop thief'' play, can't you hire a couple of actors with slightly better acting skills?"
The moment the sound rang out, the menacing dark light instantly dissipated into wisps of black smoke and vanished without a trace.
Everyone seemed frozen in place, turning their gazes toward the source of the sound.
That inconspicuous janitor.
The servant casually raised his right hand, and then, with an air of nonchalance, pressed it down.
The evil cultivator in the sky suddenly let out a scream.
A gigantic phantom hand appeared out of thin air above his head, slamming him and the swirling black energy around him into the stone slab below.
In an instant, the blazing sun shone down again, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.
The servant's figure swayed slightly in place before shooting off at an alarming speed toward a certain spot on the mountainside of Yuqing Mountain.
Lu Qi was shocked to see this and was about to escape when a hand pressed him down to his knees.
boom!
Lu Qi could only let out half a scream before he was forced to kneel on the ground, his legs twisted at an eerie angle.
He coughed up blood, his eyes filled with nothing but despair.
The Luo family members were all stunned, staring blankly at the evil cultivator in the arena, whose fate was unknown.
It all felt so unreal. The crisis of annihilation that had just occurred had been resolved so easily?
Before long, the pale blue light returned.
He was still wearing the same coarse cloth clothes, but now he was carrying another person in his hands.
Li Qingyi tossed Lu Qi aside like a dead dog next to the evil cultivator.
Luo Wang was the first to react. Suppressing his pain, he quickly stepped forward and bowed to Li Qingyi: "Thank you for your help, senior, for saving my entire Luo family from annihilation! I will never forget this great kindness."
Luo Huanhuan finally snapped out of her shock and instinctively knelt down as well.
However, a slender hand gently supported her elbow, preventing her from actually kneeling down.
"Don't kneel now. We'll go to your room later and you can kneel all you want."
Luo Huanhuan's delicate body trembled violently. She suddenly looked up, her beautiful eyes widening instantly as she stared unblinkingly at the face so close to hers.
The face of the servant in front of them began to blur, and the outline of his features changed rapidly.
In just a few breaths, he became the man she longed for.
A surge of immense security washed over her, and her voice trembled slightly: "OP—"
Everyone was astonished.
Luo Wang was overjoyed. "Master, it's actually you?"
Li Qingyi waved her hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so polite.
He then took out a Five-Turn Rejuvenation Pill from his pocket and tossed it to Luo Wang, explaining the whole story.
Upon hearing this, Luo Wang's face twitched, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I never imagined Zhenyang Tower could be so despicable!"
Li Qingyi said no more, pointing to the two men lying on the ground like dead dogs: "I've crippled them. Have someone bring the recording stone and take them to the dungeon for a thorough interrogation. Make sure their confessions are verified."
"Yes, OP."
Luo Wang solemnly agreed, waved his hand to summon several guards, who carried the two men off the ground and headed towards the Luo family dungeon.
Luo Yihang, standing to the side, had a completely blank mind.
He had no idea what was happening; all he knew was that in that instant, the sky seemed to have collapsed.
Li Qingyi smiled and asked, "What did the young master ask me to do just now?"
Luo Yihang forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down again.
Seeing the beautiful woman beside him covering her mouth and chuckling, Li Qingyi ultimately decided not to scare him any further.
"I need to take care of something."
Luo Huanhuan nodded hurriedly, her cheeks flushed with the sunset, and Li Qingyi's words echoed uncontrollably in her mind—
"I'll go to your room later and make you kneel all you want."
"Fang Yuan—he's so bad—" She lowered her head, not daring to look at Li Qingyi anymore.
Seeing Luo Huanhuan leave, Luo Yihang immediately called out, "Fifth Sister! Fifth Sister! For our sake as siblings, please put in a good word for your elder brother with the landlord! Your elder brother will surely repay you in the future!"
Unfortunately, at this moment, Luo Huanhuan's mind and eyes were filled with Li Qingyi's figure and those captivating words, so she couldn't hear anyone else's pleas.
When Luo Yihang thought about how he treated Li Qingyi yesterday and today, his body, which had just regained its footing, went weak again, and he collapsed to the ground.
The Luo family dungeon was cold and damp.
When Li Qingyi arrived, Luo Zhengyi and Luo Wang had been waiting for a long time.
The two Zhenyanglou cultivators were chained to a cold rack, barely clinging to life.
Upon seeing Li Qingyi enter, Luo Wang and Luo Zhengyi immediately bowed in greeting.
Li Qingyi slightly raised her hand, indicating that she did not need to stand on ceremony.
"Did you bring the things?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Zhengyi immediately took out a fist-sized stone that was shrouded in gray mist.
"Hey, I brought it. This is the best quality photo-taking stone."
Li Qingyi took it, and channeled a wisp of magic power into the stone with her fingertip, causing the surface of the image stone to immediately glow.
He casually placed the photographic stone on the stone table beside him and pointed it toward the execution rack.
Then, he slowly turned around and faced the two prisoners.
The moment he turned around, Luo Wang and Luo Zhengyi both felt a pang of fear.
Li Qingyi's eyes changed, becoming cold and ruthless.
He began to interrogate the two men from Zhenyang Tower, and in the time that followed, chilling wails echoed through the dungeon.
Luo Wang and Luo Zhengyi felt cold sweat pour down their backs as they watched Li Qingyi's inhumane methods.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Li Qingyi unconsciously carried a hint of fear.
Before long, under the pain that could destroy the will of an ordinary person, the two cultivators from Zhenyang Tower confessed everything.
After listening and confirming that nothing had been missed, Li Qingyi stopped what she was doing, took the recording stone, and walked out of the dungeon.
Luo Wang and Luo Zheng exchanged a glance, both seeing fear in each other's eyes.
They took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the chill in their hearts, gritted their teeth, and quickly followed.
They knew that from this moment on, they, and indeed the entire Luo family, were inextricably linked with this ruthless landlord.
Outside the dungeon, the sun blazed fiercely.
Li Qingyi stood in the sunlight, tossed the photo stone in her hand, and looked back at the two people who had followed her out.
Their faces were still somewhat pale, their eyes darting around, not daring to meet his gaze for too long.
"Have you recovered?"
Luo Zhengyi quickly cupped his hands in greeting, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Please forgive my rudeness, Master."
Li Qingyi gave the two some time to calm down before slowly speaking, "I intend to wage war against Zhenyang Tower. What are your thoughts?"
These words struck them like a thunderbolt from a clear sky, shaking them so much that they almost lost their footing.
As the head of a clan, Luo Wang had weathered many storms and was the first to recover from this enormous shock.
He gritted his teeth, stepped forward, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Zhenyang Tower has gone too far! Using such despicable tricks to try and swallow up my Luo family, the Tower Master is a man of great righteousness, and my Luo family swears to follow you to the death!"
Luo Zhengyi, who was standing to the side, was clearly not in a hurry to react, but when he saw Luo Wang's sharp eyes, he hurriedly knelt down as well, bowed his head and said, "I am willing to follow you to the death, Master!"
"Very good." Li Qingyi gently tossed the recording stone in her hand, and it landed accurately in Luo Wang's arms.
"Have someone spread the contents of this photographic stone tomorrow. Remember, it must be leaked accidentally."
"Don't worry, Master, I know what to do."
Li Qingyi said no more and turned to leave.
Luo Zhengyi asked with a solemn expression, "Father, were our choices right?"
Do you think we still have a choice?
Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng was speechless.
Yes, from the moment they learned of the conspiracy and obtained the confessions, they had no way out.
Recalling the horrific conditions in the dungeon, both of them felt a chill run down their spines.
Li Qingyi walked straight towards the courtyard where Luo Huanhuan lived.
With a quick scan of his divine sense, he discovered that the maids who usually served him in the courtyard had been dismissed, and the courtyard was quiet.
His lips unconsciously curled into a smile; he was quite sensible.
When he arrived at the door, he did not knock, but simply reached out and gently pushed it open.
The door wasn't locked; it opened easily.
The room was dimly lit, the windows were half-closed, and the air was filled with the unique fragrance of a woman's boudoir.
Luo Huanhuan was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in a semi-transparent pink gauze dress.
The sheer fabric clung softly to her shapely body, vaguely outlining her undulating curves.
Her beautiful hair cascaded down like clouds, with a few strands falling around her snow-white neck and collarbone.
Her cheeks were flushed with a lovely blush, and her beautiful, affectionate eyes shimmered with moisture as she shyly gazed at Li Qingyi at the doorway.
"OP————"
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