Taiyi Dao Fruit

"After nightfall, meet at Jianyun Peak in Qi Mountain."

Jiang Wuming gave an extremely sincere response.

At night, the timing was unfavorable to him. Qi Mountain spanned the entirety of Qi Mountain County, and the location of Jianyun Peak was roughly in the middle between Qi Mountain County and the ancestral land. This provided Jiang Wuming with some leeway for maneuvering and also ensured that Jiang Li didn't need to worry about encountering an ambush.

It seemed that Jiang Wuming truly valued his son and his only kin, willing to accept such terms to save them.

Such deep familial affection.

This also meant that upon realizing Jiang Zhaoren was already dead, Jiang Wuming would definitely seek vengeance like a madman. If this man was not eliminated, he would surely become a major concern in the future.

A thousand thoughts flitted through Jiang Li's mind. The paper effigy appeared to ponder for a moment before speaking, "Agreed, but let's set the time for midnight."

That was the deepest part of the night, the time when yin energy was strongest, undoubtedly also when the Mao Ri Star Official was at his weakest.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuming's expression turned cold and stern for a long while before he said, "It seems you truly wish for my death."

"We've come this far, and if it's possible to take Uncle's life, then naturally, I should try to claim it. Uncle, please be sure to come."

The paper effigy laughed and said, "You don't want the one with white hair to send off the one with black hair, do you?"

"Fine," Jiang Wuming responded coldly.

"Thus, let us agree with a single word," the paper effigy replied with a laugh.

"Aren't you going to mention the ransom?"

"Your arrival, Uncle, is the best ransom there is."

Killing Jiang Wuming meant all the remaining wealth of the Qi Mountain Jiang Family would still belong to the clan, wouldn't it?

If he couldn't be killed, then no amount of wealth taken would matter.

Jiang Li's intent to kill was completely undisguised, almost as if he was saying, "Come and meet your death."

Jiang Wuming grew increasingly angry as he listened but also understood this was indeed Jiang Li's intended objective. As sworn enemies, they naturally sought to take each other's lives by any means necessary. Worrying about wealth at such a time would only raise suspicions.

At the same time, Jiang Wuming did not suspect that Jiang Zhaoren was already dead.

Alive, Jiang Zhaoren could be useful, could be used to manipulate Jiang Wuming, but dead, Jiang Zhaoren was worthless. Not only would Jiang Li not kill Jiang Zhaoren, but he would also guard him well before the meeting to ensure no harm came to him.

Jiang Wuming would never have guessed that Ji Chengye had not only betrayed him but also, upon the failure of his plans, had plunged a knife into his side and claimed his son's life.

After the paper effigy spoke its last sentence, Jiang Wuming's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, streaks of golden light crisscrossed through the air, and the paper effigy instantly shredded into pieces before being burned to ashes by flames.

At this moment, Jiang Wuming's face had completely settled down, no longer showing a trace of anger, but his icy, rigid expression vividly conveyed his mental state.

"Jiang Li!" he inhaled deeply and pronounced the name emphatically.

"I will kill you!"

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"Immune to all poisons, eyes that emit golden light, abilities of the guardian of morning."

Jiang Li had already moved to a nearby mountain gorge with Gongsun Qingyue, now summarizing the information they had obtained, "Together with his divine body, that makes four abilities."

"There should also be the ability of a Heavenly Court True God," Gongsun Qingyue added, "A Heavenly Court True God is unaffected by the Book of Life and Death, immune to most Soul-hooking Spells and the Nightmare Victory Technique, free from illness and disasters."

"That's five abilities now. At most, there's just one more ability that we haven't discovered," Jiang Li spoke softly, "Aside from the golden light, the rest of the abilities don't have offensive power. If he were to launch a surprise attack, it would certainly start with the golden light..."

Jiang Li muttered to himself, taking out Emperor Wen's coins and divining for himself.

However, Jiang Wuming was fifth-rank, exceeding the range of Jiang Li's divination abilities. The spread of the copper coins was all over the place, separated by a full two feet, clearly showing the difficulty in divining a result.

"Enough, I can only do my humanly best," Jiang Li murmured softly.

If the matter was truly beyond remedy, then the only option would be to flee and then try to minimize the damage as much as possible.

In any case, he would not die.

Jiang Li's heart gradually calmed down as he began to comprehend the two types of imagery left in his Sea of Consciousness.

Time also passed quietly in the wait, slowly transitioning from morning to dusk.

Jiang Wuming had waited from morning until dusk as well and didn't leave for the ancestral land until he was certain that Jiang Li hadn't returned. Before the Clan Elder came out, he timely retreated, transforming into a streak of golden light flying towards Qi Mountain County.

After that, as the remaining sunlight of the setting sun completely sank, the sky was left without a trace of light, and a coolness began to settle in the mountains, nearing the end of summer, no longer as intensely hot as before.

Even more so, as the mountain range lay in the shade, the coolness here was even more pronounced than outside...

"Who's there?" Gongsun Qingyue suddenly let out a light shout.

A divination pattern lit up beneath a nearby rock, and sword images spontaneously emerged, splitting the rock and allowing a whiff of Yin Qi to leak out.

The surroundings appeared unremarkable, but in reality, they had been secretly laid with sword images by Gongsun Qingyue to form a Sword Array, ready to respond immediately to any disturbance.

"Yin Qi!"

Jiang Li's eyes flashed with complex patterns as he traced the source of the Yin Qi and a faint illusionary figure entered his view.

"A ghost?"

Without a tangible physical body, but only composed of Yin Spirit Energy, this made Jiang Li immediately think of the legendary existence known as ghosts.

In the Five Turbid Evil World, the loss of a physical body, this Worldly Treasure Raft, would mean that even the strong would be eroded by Evil Qi, perishing in the blink of an eye. However, if one could timely assimilate a Ghost Attribute Dao Fruit and transform Yin Qi into a corporeal form, then one could continue to exist in another form.

This was a Ghost Cultivator.

Realizing that it had been exposed, the illusionary figure attempted to flee. At that moment, a great gale of Yin Qi surged within the mountain, enveloping the figure and seeking to burst out of the mountain range.

But at that very moment, Jiang Li himself floated up, light as a catkin and moved with the wind. In an instant, he caught up with the figure.

"Tianpeng, Tianpeng, Nine Elements Evil Child."

Mid-air, Jiang Li chanted a spell with one hand pressed down, a talisman pattern surfaced on his palm, and a Dragon Claw composed of thunder and lightning manifested in an instant, grasping down. The Yin Qi was dispersed immediately, directly scattered by the ferocious Thunder Light.

The violent thunder then enveloped the Ghost Cultivator, with the Dragon Claw fierce and the Qi Mechanism overwhelming, seemingly about to capture it with a single grab.

"Ha!"

Seeing no chance to escape, the Ghost Cultivator let out a fierce shout. Its body, originally the height of a regular person, suddenly swelled, transforming into a nearly ten-foot tall giant with a body of indigo blue. Its figure startlingly resembled that of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

The giant, dressed in a black robe with a robust and majestic presence, hurried to meet the descending Dragon Claw with its fist. Yin Qi condensed into a force that pummeled the Dragon Claw, causing the thunder to crackle and scatter, disrupting the Yin Qi. The Dragon Claw closed its grip, seizing the giant's fist firmly as thunder and lightning spread upwards.

Meanwhile, strands of resentment began to appear on Jiang Li, along with vague, illusory figures. Faces that were either grim or bloodstained crowded in, rushing toward Jiang Li.

"Jiang Li, why did you kill me?"

"Slaying your own clan, you will not have a good death!"

"Pay with your life for ours!"

One by one, those who had died by Jiang Li's hand emerged. Embarrassingly, most of them were members of the Jiang Clan; there were non-Jiang people as well, but truly not many.