Si Boxiu stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly lost in thought. The late-stage Purple Mansion Realm cultivator said nothing, but Si Yuanli could read his expression. He was already harboring doubts, but a chill of dread surged through his heart.0

Could it be…0

Just as the chill set in, he noticed a look of amused interest appear on the elder’s face. The old man turned around and spoke, “Li Xuanfeng… though he hadn’t reached the Purple Mansion Realm, he was still a remarkable talent of his time. Yuan Su’s eye for talent has always been accurate.”0

The words eased Si Yuanli’s mind. The old man fell into thought again, raising his brow to gaze northward as he mused, What a scheme. That boy Houfu must’ve had a hand in this. The Sword Gate and the aloof Hengzhu shouldn’t be involved… Xiao Chuting wouldn’t...4