“It’s a misunderstanding... This is all a misunderstanding. Calm down.”
Qiao Qingfeng, an elder of the Haoran Sect, hastily raised a spiritual shield to block Old Ghost Jiang's attack.
At the same time, he shouted explanations.
But by now, Old Ghost Jiang was so devastated by his granddaughter's death that his eyes were completely bloodshot.
His granddaughter's corpse lay on the ruins below, the hem of her clothes still stained with wet blood.
“A misunderstanding? Screw your misunderstanding! I can't calm down at all!”
Old Ghost Jiang’s raspy roar was laced with heart-wrenching agony.
His attacks were relentless, showing he would not stop until he beat Qiao Qingfeng to death.
“Old Ghost Jiang, it really is a misunderstanding! I really didn't kill your granddaughter...”
Old Ghost Jiang not only ignored Qiao Qingfeng’s explanations, but his attacks also grew increasingly ferocious, each strike aiming to kill.
Qiao Qingfeng, who was already furious over Ye Fan's death, also lost his temper.
“Boom... Boom...”
Giving up on explanations, Qiao Qingfeng clashed directly with Old Ghost Jiang.
Smoke and dust billowed, and debris flew everywhere. The clash between the two literally caused Huang Tianbao's ancestors to roll over in their graves once again.
And as the ground was turned over, Ye Fan's corpse was unearthed as well.
“Pfft...”
Qiao Qingfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, looking palely at Old Ghost Jiang nearby.
“I fucking told you, it’s a misunderstanding...”
“Pfft...”
Old Ghost Jiang spat out blood as well and rasped,
“If it’s a misunderstanding, why didn't you fucking say so earlier?”
Hearing this, Qiao Qingfeng stared at Old Ghost Jiang speechlessly. Did you fucking give me a chance to speak?
“Cough, cough... You have to understand the feelings of a deeply grieving old man...”
Old Ghost Jiang said as he looked at his granddaughter's corpse inside the protective barrier.
The sorrow in his eyes was almost overflowing.
She was his only granddaughter. His son and daughter-in-law were both dead, and he had raised her as the precious apple of his eye.
If she hadn't sneaked out this time, she wouldn't have died.
Afterward, they each popped a recovery pill into their mouths and began to heal.
Just then, the Sect Master of the Haoran Sect arrived at the scene with several people.
“Elder Qiao, what happened? Did you encounter the killer?”
Seeing the heavily injured Qiao Qingfeng, the Sect Master’s expression shifted as he asked.
Hearing this, Old Ghost Jiang, who stood nearby, felt a wave of embarrassment.
Qiao Qingfeng was also at a loss for words, not knowing how to explain.
Could he really say he had fought Old Ghost Jiang over a misunderstanding? After all, there were outsiders present.
“Cough, cough... Yes, I ran into a small accident. It's nothing...”
“Sect Master, not only is our Haoran Sect's Ye Fan dead, but Old Ghost Jiang's granddaughter has also been killed.”
Hearing this, the Sect Master finally turned to look at Old Ghost Jiang.
Right now, Old Ghost Jiang was putting away his protection magical artifact with a grim expression. Using a Cleansing Technique, he cleaned Jiang Xueqing's body.
Then, he prepared to store his granddaughter's corpse.
“Wait...”
the Sect Master hastily called out.
Old Ghost Jiang looked at the Sect Master in confusion.
The Sect Master hurried over to Jiang Xueqing's body, examined the wound on her neck, and said,
“This doesn't look like a human's attack method...”
Old Ghost Jiang froze. He had been too consumed by grief to notice this.
Hearing the Sect Master's words, he looked closely at Jiang Xueqing's neck.
There was a deep, bone-revealing claw mark. The flesh at the edges was torn outward, and half of her neck was gone.
It was clearly a fatal swipe from some ferocious beast.
“This looks like the claw mark of a wolf...”
the Sect Master analyzed as he observed the wound.
Murderous intent flooded Old Ghost Jiang's eyes. “Could the Beast Taming Sect have done this?”
“Not necessarily. The Beast Taming Sect isn't the only one with spirit beasts in the cultivation world.”
Next, the Sect Master approached Ye Fan's corpse to see if he could find any clues.
After applying the Cleansing Technique, they saw that Ye Fan's head had been smashed beyond recognition.
If not for the token on his body, even his own mother wouldn't have recognized him.
“Is it really impossible to find the killer?”
Old Ghost Jiang's fists clenched so hard his knuckles popped, and he spoke in a dark tone.
The Sect Master turned around and said,
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, do not worry. I have invited Fellow Daoist Shi Banxian to divine the truth for us.”
“Shi Banxian? The legendary, infallible Shi Banxian of our Eastern Province?”
Hearing the Sect Master's words, Old Ghost Jiang couldn't help but cry out in surprise.
“Fellow Daoist Shi, please help me deduce the identity of the killer.”
the Sect Master said to the white-bearded old man wearing a Daoist robe.
Shi Banxian stroked his beard and nodded with a smile. “Very well.”
At this moment, Old Ghost Jiang took a quick step forward, cupping his hands in a deep bow.
“Fellow Daoist Shi, please divine for me as well! As long as we find the killer, I, Jiang Tianheng, will handsomely reward you. I beg of you!”
“Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are too polite.”
Shi Banxian maintained an otherworldly, sage-like demeanor, but his heart was bursting with joy.
Oh my, I'm rich, I'm rich...
If I help them find the killer, I will not only receive a massive reward but also earn favors from two major sects.
From now on, I can basically walk with my head held high anywhere in the Eastern Province.
He even felt a surge of gratitude toward the killer in his heart. Thanks, pal, for giving me this opportunity.
Then, he turned to look at his disciple.
“Guanxing, perform the deduction for them.”
After all, how strong could a killer who only targeted two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators be?
His disciple was a Golden Core cultivator, which was more than enough!
“Yes!”
The disciple named Guanxing complied and walked directly to Ye Fan's corpse.
He tore off a fragment of Ye Fan's tattered clothes, sat down cross-legged, produced a tortoise shell, and began his deduction.
As he closed his eyes and began forming hand seals, the Sect Master and the others watched him with solemn expressions.
Guanxing proceeded with the divination technique taught by his master.
Instantly, a mass of mist appeared within his divine sense.
Just as the mist churned and he was about to glimpse the figure hidden within,
A giant hand suddenly reached out from the mist.
Slap!
Before Guanxing could react, the slap shattered his divine sense.
“Pfft...”
The Sect Master and the others had been staring intently at Guanxing, waiting for him to identify the killer.
Suddenly, they saw him violently spit out a mouthful of blood.
Then... his body slumped, his breath ceased, and he died.
Meanwhile, at the Qingshan Sect's new sect grounds, the Grand Elder was lying on a lounge chair, sunbathing.
Suddenly, he slapped his own hand.
“Where did this mosquito come from, ruining my sleep...”
After slapping the mosquito, the Grand Elder closed his eyes and hummed a little tune.
“First touch, touching the fairy's hair, ah~~ ah...”
“Second touch, touching her steamed buns, ah~ yi~ yo...”
...
“An eighteen-year-old won't let me touch, a twenty-eight-year-old won't either... even a thirty-eight-year-old won't let me touch... Just how old must she be to let me touch, ah o yo... ai ai yo...”
The melody was smooth and flowing, fully bringing out the essence of the bawdy tune.
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