It was known that Jiang Li had once been a pure and naive youth, all bluster and no shame, who would nervously clasp hands with his senior sister.

Although Gongsun Qingyue had called him an old hand in the ways of love, in reality, after a personal test by Gongsun Qingyue herself, Jiang Li was found to be a pure and innocent Pure Yang Child.

Q: Why was he so skilled?

Taking the initiative was one thing, but the experienced way his lips and teeth met, serpentine and nimble, along with the hand that began to drift downward subconsciously, all proved one point.

A: Jiang Li was no longer innocent.

"Senior sister has grown up, huh."

Riding on the wind, Jiang Li touched the bright red handprint on his face, and thus he sighed.

She had learned to play the game.

Although, in the end, this game caused Jiang Li to be at a disadvantage...

Thus, a deeply passionate kiss came to an end with Jiang Li being blasted out of the Mirror World, sporting a slap mark on his face.

The only good news was probably that Jiang Li only received a slap; he didn't witness his senior sister taking more drastic measures, perhaps because she had already anticipated this.

And now what Jiang Li needed to resolve was how to appease Gongsun Qingyue's anger, and then...

Jiang Li claimed he was no real expert in the affairs of love; how would he know?

Despite the enjoyable back-and-forth bantering with his senior sister and master previously, when the problem was laid bare, Jiang Li still felt at a loss.

"Alas."

He took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Tian, what do you think I should do?"

The red little dog whined softly and buried its head as it ran.

Xiao Tian indicated that it was just a dog, a single one at that; how would it know?

"What use are you to me?" Jiang Li found humor in his misery, using his dog to alleviate his mood.

Man and dog talked and flew, until half a quarter of an hour later, when Jiang Li suddenly stopped.

Ahead in the darkness, a surge of Yin Qi filled the air, and with a wave of energy, a Bull-headed figure drove a cart through, speeding towards Jiang Li.

"My lord!"

As the ox cart drew near, the Bull-headed figure suddenly dispersed his Dao Fruit Ability, causing the cart to vanish, while he himself slid through midair, kneeling on one knee before Jiang Li.

"Li Mi pays respects to my lord."

Crisp, efficient, with resounding conviction—a true warrior's spirit.

Xiao Tian also stopped, casting a side-eye at the overly dramatic Bull-headed figure, rolled its eyes, then looked up at Jiang Li.

At some point, Jiang Li's face had become obscured by indeterminate grey-white mists, hiding his true countenance and naturally, the bright handprint as well.

Xiao Tian couldn't help but snort proudly through its nose.

What's the use of your flattery, you Bull-headed show-off? It's worse than a dog that can't speak.

Because it can't speak, because it's an animal, that's why the master reveals secrets to it, rather than to a flattering, talkative human.

For a moment, Xiao Tian thought itself foolish for ever becoming upset with someone it couldn't possibly beat.

"No need for such formalities."

Jiang Li's voice became strange and overlapping as he looked at the Bull-headed figure and asked, "How has Li Qinglian been lately?"

Due to the special nature of the Ghost Attribute Dao Fruit, Jiang Li had originally assigned the Bull-headed to Li Qinglian's side, acting as a messenger between the two and aiding Li Qinglian in her endeavors. At the same time, it was Jiang Li's personal informant, keeping him updated on Li Qinglian's movements.

"Reporting to the master."

The bull-headed being, energized, declared with a resonant voice, "Due to the affairs of the Yin Law Department, Li Qinglian has been confined to Nether City and unable to leave. He had me act as a messenger, conveying messages to renowned swordsmen and sword cultivators across the regions. I have kept a record of everyone he has sought to align with."

In other words, the network Li Qinglian had established was transparent to Jiang Li.

"He does know how to conduct himself," Jiang Li said after hearing this, "He can't just be viewed as a mere sword cultivator."

With Li Qinglian's abilities, if he truly wanted to leave, even the Yin Law Department couldn't stop him, or else they wouldn't have been constantly failing to capture him before. The reason he used the bull-headed being instead of doing it himself was to establish a foundational trust with Jiang Li.

Li Qinglian pursued the Sword Dao, but he wasn't the kind of crazed swordsman who was obsessed with swords to the detriment of understanding human affairs and worldly wisdom. Such a person cultivated the sword, not the Dao. His grasp of human affairs and worldly matters was on par with some seasoned veterans of political intrigue.

"It's been hard work; once this matter is concluded, I'll secure a Fifth Grade Dao Fruit for you to prepare for your advancement."

Jiang Li also deftly presented an incentive, encouraging the bull-headed being to continue to exert himself fervently, then said, "Lead me to Li Qinglian. Besides, do not speak of any critical matters. Wuzhiqi is nearby Nether City, and he has the ability to hear from a hundred miles away; there's no sound he cannot detect."

"I shall keep it firmly in mind," the bull-headed being promptly replied.

Estimating the distance, one hundred miles further ahead would be the dense forest of the Three Mountains, where Wuzhiqi resided—its specific location, however, was hard to pin down. Now, it was time to move with caution and care.

Moreover, Wuzhiqi must have only recently arrived; it had been less than two days. He should not have overheard too much information, like the relationship between Jiang Li and Li Qinglian, for example. Li Qinglian, being an old hand in Jianghu, knew that there were all kinds of odd Dao Fruits in this world and would not slip up so easily.

'Best to be careful and not enter with an identity associated with Li Qinglian. So then... I've got it.'

Jiang Li's face was enveloped in a mist of grey and white, revealing a pallid, bone-like mask.

He needed an identity that was difficult to unveil yet wouldn't stand out—couldn't just appear out of nowhere; it needed a source.

Thus, an indubitable member of the Feng Clan took the stage.

As the mask became visible, Jiang Li's aura also turned vague and chaotic, ensuring that Wuzhiqi could hardly determine its source, to say nothing of being able to sense Jiang Li through his aura.

"I am... Witch Di."

After impersonating the face and unique character of his second senior brother, Jiang Li tested his voice, then stored away Xiao Tian and had the bull-headed being lead the way to Nether City.

...

...

The sky over Nether City was no longer the oppressive darkness of the past; a massive light source had appeared behind the mountains to the rear of the city, emitting bright yet soft luminescence.

That was the splendor from the main altar of the Wushan Demon God Sect, the brilliance of the Candle Dragon.

Whenever Wushan appeared in this world, Nether City would return under the true illumination, as if it moved from underground to the surface, with normal days and nights. The former Demon City seemed now to hold something of a regular town's atmosphere.

The water disaster that plagued Liangzhou Province seemingly had no effect here; in fact, the widespread calamities outside had driven many Devil Cultivators to seek refuge in Nether City.

Li Qinglian's residence was situated in the heart of the city, atop a cliff facing Wushan. The location was quite close to Gongsun Yuanxi's original dwelling.

The two-story pavilion, in stark contrast with the rest of Nether City, was elegant and serene. Thanks to the merits Jiang Li had left with Li Qinglian, his standing in the Demon God Sect was not low, having now entered the new ranks of the Nineteen Demons.

Status and treatment have always gone hand in hand, affording him this pavilion.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the bull-headed figure's towering silhouette emerged in front of the pavilion. Soon after, a figure as sharp as a sword appeared silently.

Jiang Li observed the pavilion before him, recalling his second senior brother's manner of speech. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a comet-like brilliance shooting from the other side of Wushan—that was...

"Is second senior brother that idle?"

Jiang Li watched the brilliance descend directly towards them, a look of bemusement on his face.

If memory served, his senior sister had said that Elder Yuheng went to Yong Province, leaving all affairs of the Lianzhen Hall in the sect to be handled by second senior brother, Feng Ziyang. He actually had time to hang around in Nether City.

That was the first thought.

The second thought—he had witnessed Li Gui meet Li Kui.

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