Dan Hezi didn't mind, he smiled and said: "The Wu Clan was set up by the Zhou Family to take the fall for the disaster. Did you help them resolve it?"

Li Yan squinted slightly, "So what if I did?"

No point denying it when people have come asking.

"Don't misunderstand us..."

Wan Baoquan glanced at Dan Hezi, saw him nodding, and quickly stepped forward with clasped hands, recounting the story, then pleaded:

"Please help us, otherwise the real culprit will remain at large."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing the events, Li Yan was rather surprised.

He hadn't expected the troublemaker to be the son of the governor.

Seeing his hesitation, Wan Baoquan quickly clasped his fists again and said: "Rest assured, though I work in the government, I still value the code of the pugilistic world."

"One can't help but be swept into the pugilistic world. You must have your reasons for hiding your identities. As long as this matter is resolved, I will personally send you away safely!"

Li Yan pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Alright."

"I have only one condition. No one else must know of our existence."

"Good, it's a deal!"

Wan Baoquan breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that.

Truth be told, he was quite curious about the identities of Li Yan and the others.

But since they wanted to keep their identities hidden, there was nothing he could do.

Chongqing Prefecture was currently in chaos, with several factions at each other's throats. While they carried the name of Emei, their strength was the weakest.

Without assistance, many matters would fall into passivity...

...

An hour later.

Outside the Zhou Family's mansion, government officials guarded all directions, gripping their knife handles, their eyes sharp as they watched the surroundings.

This time, Wan Baoquan was going all out.

He trusted no one else in the government, so he brought only his fellow disciples from the sect.

"That's the situation..."

In the main hall, Wan Baoquan recounted the detailed events, clasped his hands, and said: "Other members of Chuanshu Commerce have been interrogated, they're all peripheral, the main ones are here."

"First, we need to wake the people up, at least leave one or two alive, or we won't be able to find the whereabouts of the Du family."

While they were talking, the situation in the hall was worsening rapidly, bodies swelling, faces turning blue, even seeping with black water.

This black water was the external manifestation of the curse.

Once drained dry along with the blood, the person would die.

Li Yan glanced at Han Kun, feeling somewhat conflicted, he shook his head and said: "Looking for the Pai Sect is impossible. I can break the curse, but who can survive will depend on their own fortune."

He wasn't speaking lightly.

This kind of spell is of unknown origin and extremely vicious, even using the "North Emperor Exorcism Technique" would consume a lot of energy.

The Wu Clan people were merely implicated.

And those present have been accumulating curses for two days, ready to explode at once, whether they can be saved, he's uncertain.

"Even one would suffice!"

Wan Baoquan immediately rejoiced.

Whether it's Chuanshu Commerce or those from the Shu Prince Mansion, he didn't have a good impression, what mattered was extracting confessions.

"Alright, then please leave temporarily."

Li Yan said to Wan Baoquan.

"Good!"

Wan Baoquan didn't say another word, quickly led everyone out of the Zhou Family.

After they left, Li Yan gestured, and the others understood immediately, taking out various musical instruments and spreading out.

The women of the Bai Family stayed outside, he and Wang Daoxuan were inside, encircling the main hall, arranging offerings, burning incense, busying themselves.

With three beats of the drum, the Bai Family woman immediately began the Nuodance, singing a small play in an obscure dialect.

Meanwhile, Wan Baoquan, Dan Hezi, and others watched from afar.

"Master, what's this?"

Wan Baoquan was somewhat confused.

"This is Yang Opera."

Dan Hezi thought for a moment, caressing his beard, "It's both a ritual and theatrical performance, it looks like a lantern show, but even I haven't heard of it..."

The Bai Family group of women, most are magicians, with Bai Huan, a master, overseeing, saying it's a drama but actually setting up an inner altar to conceal their aura.

Dan Hezi's Dao abilities aren't as profound as Bai Huan's, naturally he couldn't perceive.

Inside the hall, Li Yan also stepped Gang and Stepped, pinched a mantra and murmured: "Qing Jia! Bring salvation from heaven, firmly control Beifeng. God executes orders, thoroughly removes misfortune..."

This time with the magic platform's assistance, the commotion was greater.

In an instant, the entire Zhou Family howled with wind.

Drum beats, opera singing, and wind noise mixed together, yet a trail of blue smoke rose steadily, lingering without dispersing.

Especially now that it's already autumn, all the fallen leaves were swept up, the momentum indeed looked quite immense.

Wan Baoquan and the others widened their eyes.

To be honest, they were only secular disciples of the Emei Sect, mingling in the pugilistic world, and had never really seen this level of spell in their daily lives.

"Indeed, a master..."

Dan Hezi also stroked his beard and nodded, his face solemn.

The aura of the "North Emperor Exorcism Technique" was obscured by witchcraft from the Bai Family, and he couldn't discern it, thinking it was simply an effect of a yang play.

He had seen such troupes practicing with Nuo masks, but they were all minor folk spells, nothing surprising.

But this commotion had far exceeded his expectations.

In the main hall, as the wild wind swirled, the Yin Sha Qi, accompanied by a thick fishy smell, dissipated from the body of the magician as black smoke.

Li Yan nodded slightly upon seeing this.

The effect seemed better than he thought.

"Roar——!"

At this moment, a beastly howl suddenly echoed in his ears, reminiscent of the Kun Flood Dragon from before but with an added eeriness.

The dissipated black smoke seemed to regain a backbone, gathering once more and drilling into the bodies on the ground.

The Dragon Pattern Jade Gui in his arms also began trembling furiously.

Something was not right!

Li Yan's heart suddenly tensed.

He originally thought that the Dragon King of the Pai Sect merely stumbled upon ancient Dragon Palace magic artifacts and got tainted with the aura of the River God Da Jun.

This was one of the reasons he agreed to come.

Now, with the chaos in Chongqing Prefecture, it was the perfect opportunity to use Emei's strength to fish in troubled waters and obtain the "Dragon and Snake Card" to leave.

It now seemed that the Dragon King of the Pai Sect was hiding more secrets…

Before he could react, a white mist surrounded him, and Wang Daoxuan and the others vanished, with the ground becoming covered in water.

This was a sign of the Dragon Lady's dream.

Sure enough, a pair of jade arms encircled him from behind, and light and shadows flickered before his eyes, revealing a vision:

It was the main hall of a temple, not very large, surrounded by swirling incense, enshrining a divine statue with a dragon's head and a human body.

A burly Han man with a full white beard knelt before the statue, holding a primitive Jade Bi, constantly bowing and chanting spells.

The Jade Bi was oddly shaped, circular, with dragons and snakes entwined on either side, covered with colorful patterns.

Moreover, its texture was exactly the same as the Jade Gui given to him by the Dragon Lady.

Beside the Han, a young man sat cross-legged, his face pale, lips painted with lipstick, dressed lavishly, inexplicably exuding a charming aura.

Buzz!

The Hook Paper in his arms also began to tremble suddenly.

Why were they all here?!

Li Yan was suddenly speechless.

However, he vaguely guessed that the young man was likely the missing Du Family prince, who also seemed to have absorbed Demonic Qi.

The Dragon Lady's capabilities naturally couldn't match the Underworld.

Once again, thick mist engulfed Li Yan's vision.

This was the Yin Bureau issuing a task.

Although they had arrived together, he wasn't about to miss the opportunity and quickly stepped forward.

The current Hook Paper had an astonishing sensing ability.

Parting the faint mist, he saw again that towering Owl Vase.

Passing through, the surrounding scene rapidly enlarged.

Looking afar, there was still that gigantic square table, but now there was an indistinct figure beside it, seemingly wearing a peculiar official robe.

Subsequently, the sound of a conversation between two people reached his ears:

"Found another one!"

"Who is it?"

"Nuchaku!"

"Hmm, send the order, capture quickly."

"Sir, I've also sensed the aura of the River God Da Jun..."

"This matter is unrelated to us, 'Heavenly Rules' have commanded not to interfere with Human World Qi Fortune, the Mortal God has its own tribulations, the Divine Reincarnation has already occurred, whether he can step into the Dharma Realm depends on his fortune..."

Immediately, the Black Well Blood Water before his eyes began to boil.

Information regarding the "Nuchaku" entered his view.

Nuchaku, an ancient tribes' vengeful ghost turned demon, appeared as a coarse and vicious woman, wearing green clothing, enjoying hiding within children's abdomens, stealing yang energy and divine souls...

The reasons for escape also manifested one by one.

Chongqing governor Du Ling, who had a lifelong love for antiques, accepted significant gifts from others to handle matters, yet unknowingly received a wisp of Demonic Qi, which drilled into the belly of his still young son...

And the gift-giver had obviously malicious intentions.

Of course, Li Yan had no time to bother with these.

The reincarnation of the Divine Reincarnation, Dharma Realm, tribulation...

He seemed to have overheard an extraordinary secret!

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