I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

It shouldn't be.

How could it be? This time, to match Han Yun City, I prepared thoroughly for him.

Not only did I bring the weapon I've treasured for years, but I also prepared ten Primordial Martial Pills for him, plus four bottles of life-saving Spirit Recovery Liquid...

Even if surrounded by Level 7 Demon Beasts, even if he couldn't win the fight, escaping shouldn't have been a problem.

It's hard to believe the enemy could be so powerful and cunning that he couldn't even find a chance to escape or take the elixir, right?

But no matter how unwilling to believe it, Zhou Qianmo had to sadly admit, his grandson was gone.

"It's Han Yun City, it must have been Han Yun City!!!"

Inside Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion.

The Pavilion Masters of the five Martial Mansions gathered in Liu Zhiyuan's office.

Zhou Qianmo shouted angrily, "It must be them, the body was thrown to the bottom of the water, beasts wouldn't do such a thing."

Li Tianlai said softly, "Not necessarily... the intelligence of Demon Beasts is not less than humans, they might do this, Xiao Zhou, don't let hatred cloud your mind."

Zhou Qianmo snapped, "Cloud? Can you guarantee it wasn't them?"

"Xia Wu Marquis also died, his positioning device was found too."

Tie Zhengyuan sighed wearily, rubbing the corner of his eye, Xia Wu Marquis was his intended successor as Pavilion Master of Central City Martial Mansion, he had trained him diligently all these years, now to see him put to use, and he's dead?

Moreover, he died so unclear.

Li Tianlai said, "I know Han Yun City's strength very well. I don't think he has the capability to defeat Xia Wu Marquis. As the respectable Martial Elder Xia, who in your Nanyun Martial Mansion, except you, could assuredly defeat him?"

Zhou Qianmo glared at Li Tianlai fiercely, asking, "Can you guarantee it wasn't them?"

"This is what I'm trying to say, can you guarantee it was them?"

Li Tianlai said, "You are a Pavilion Master of a Martial Mansion, representing absolute neutrality. You may have biases, but you can't let them completely overtake your rationality... If you have evidence, seeking revenge on Han Yun City is justified, but if you don't, your actions can be very dangerous."

"But my grandson is dead."

Li Tianlai said blandly, "This is also what I'm trying to say, in this Four Mansions Trial, a total of seventy-nine students perished, your grandson is just one of them. The only one who died with injustice was Xia Wu Marquis, as he died for the safety of students, he deserves posthumous honor... but your grandson... do you want to blatantly tell everyone your grandson is nobler, more important than other students?"

Zhou Qianmo was speechless.

He painfully covered his face and said, "I'm sure it was them... I have no evidence, but besides them, no one else could have killed Xiaomu. My poor Xiaomu, he must have died in such agony..."

"In fact, Han Yun City doesn't have the capability to kill Zhou Mu either."

Liu Zhiyuan sighed, "Old Zhou, calm down. I know you are in pain, but deep down, you should know Xiaomu's strength. His true strength is not below Han Yun City, and with your help, escaping should not have been a problem... yet he died. Defeating Zhou Mu for Han Yun City isn't hard, but to kill him is impossible, unless he had help."

Tie Zhengyuan sighed, "Couldn't it be that Han Yun City and Xu Lingjun joined forces to kill Zhou Mu, then threw his body to the bottom of the icy river?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Liu Zhiyuan angrily said, "I personally instructed Xu Lingjun, telling him if unsure against Han Yun City, to find a way to join with Zhou Mu... are you trying to say they ended up falling out, and Xu Lingjun therefore joined Han Yun City to kill Zhou Mu?"

He sneered, "You might as well just say that Xia Wu Marquis was also killed by Xu Lingjun and Han Yun City, just because Xia Wu Marquis was, in fact, a sinister character caught red-handed, thus having no choice but to move against them, but ended up failing and perished himself."

Upon saying this, even he couldn't help sneering, and said, "When Xu Lingjun came back, you saw the blood on him, wounds can heal, but the marks on the clothes can't lie, that was caused by his fight with Han Yun City. You're surely familiar with the 'Emperor Blood Heaven Slayer' Cultivation Technique, he was wounded by Han Yun City. Clearly, they had battled. Rest assured, I will later question him about the details to see if any clues can be found."

"I leave it to you, Old Liu."

Zhou Qianmo painfully covered his face and said, "And there's one more thing, I want to ask of you."

Liu Zhiyuan said seriously, "Speak."

"I want to ask you to send someone to search the Ice Snow Realm, my grandson's body was undoubtedly sunk to the bottom of the icy river. At the very least, I want him to return to his roots; I need to find his body."

Liu Zhiyuan hesitated, showing difficulty, then nodded, "Alright, I will send someone to search."

The underground river spread indefinitely, no smaller than a vast ocean, especially with headhunter piranhas numbering like a swarm. If they truly were dumped into the riverbed, there would be no way a body could remain intact.

But seeing Zhou Qianmo in such pain, he could only sigh and agree for now.

"I'll ask about what happened with Han Yun City when I return."

Li Tianlai rose and said, "If it truly was them, I won't tolerate it. But we, as Pavilion Masters of a Martial Mansion, must focus on evidence, don't give people grounds for accusation."

Zhou Qianmo stayed silent.

Clearly, Li Tianlai's persistent defense of Han Yun City had caused an irreparable feeling in his heart.

Watching Li Tianlai's figure leave.

Zhou Qianmo then showed gloomy and intense anger in his eyes, and said one word at a time, "Indeed, as a Pavilion Master, actions should be backed by evidence, but while I need evidence, some people aren't Pavilion Masters and may not need evidence."

Liu Zhiyuan looked at Zhou Qianmo in shock and asked, "Old Zhou, what are you planning?"

"Nothing, my grandson cannot die in vain, even if it wasn't Han Yun City's doing, it is surely related to him... in any case, I will investigate thoroughly."

Zhou Qianmo coldly snorted, turned, and walked away.

Liu Zhiyuan sighed deeply, "Thankfully I don't have a grandson, otherwise, I might have gone crazy by now... but thankfully, Xu Lingjun wasn't implicated. Uh-huh, Han Yun City is in big trouble, if he did it, then fine, but if not, he's really taking the blame for someone else."

"Achoo."

In the room, several young people, just finished their training, were excitedly discussing their experiences during this time.

Since they weren't in the same Secret Realm, they naturally had different experiences...

Especially when Sun Lingli said she even encountered Shuju Disciples, who, even during Secret Realm trials, adhered to supposed principles of fairness, absolutely not allowing plunder incidents, which stirred quite a commotion in the Miwu Ghost Forest.

"You Bei Xuanwu Martial Mansion are really interesting."

Finally, Sun Lingli said so.

And after Xu Lingjun sneezed, he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose and ask, "What smells so good?"

It was then the others realized that an aroma had silently wafted into their room.

It seemed to be...

"Hotpot?"

Li Jingjun's eyes lit up, and she eagerly said.

"Has Uncle Wang's hot pot reopened?" Guo Zheng asked.

"Why not go look?"

Several people went out together.

The aroma wasn't just in their room, it wafted around the entire large dorm area. Groups of hundreds of students came out.

Some were even muttering curses under their breath.

"Damn, every time it's time to sleep, this happens... is the idea to make sure we gain weight by sending us midnight snacks?"

"We're tired from a whole day, if we're hungry, wouldn't it be over? What's the point of lighting up a hot pot? I eat hot pot every day, and my body's on fire now, what can I do?"

Strangely enough.

These people muttered curses as they left, one by one.

Xu Lingjun's face immediately turned strange, could it be... Father Wang again playing tricks?