Chapter 107: Borrowing a Knife to Kill

  The first watch.

  As they entered the valley, Qin Bo couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. "No wonder it's a Cloud Heaven Sect's ancestral home for cultivating immortals - the spiritual energy here is indeed abundant! It seems that practicing under such conditions isn't bad at all. No wonder Brother Lie doesn't want to return to the mountain gate."

  "Qin Bo, shut up!" Hearing this sentence made Li Bei Hong's face even more unsightly.

  Qin Bo raised an eyebrow and sneered a few times, no longer speaking.

  Li Bei Hong brought Qin Bo to a bamboo house in a certain valley, surrounded by layers of green bamboo, which wrapped the entire bamboo house.

  Staring at the small stream by his feet, Li Bei Hong squatted down and scooped up a handful of clear water, then sprinkled it. The water droplets on his hand fell directly onto a nearby bamboo stalk. As soon as the water droplets touched the bamboo, it began to tremble slightly, and two leaves suddenly fell off, which Li Bei Hong caught in his hand.

  He took three steps forward, then placed the bamboo leaves on the forked branches of two roughly equal-length emerald bamboos, and then muttered to himself, his hands lightly touching the wooden poles of the two tree forks.

  A flash of light passed by——

  Only to see the emerald bamboos piled up in front of me disappear in an instant, and what opened up before my eyes was a pond. The pond was serene and clear, with several delicate oval stones laid out on its surface, leading to the bamboo house on the opposite shore.

  The originally numerous bamboos had only about ten left.

  "Brother Qin is still going to great lengths to create an illusion in the family, if Master knew about it, he would definitely be very pleased." Qin Bo said ambiguously from behind, then without waiting for Lian Bei Hong's invitation, he stepped on the stone blocks on the water pool, his figure fluttering, and after a few touches, he floated down to the front of the bamboo house.

  Li Bei Hong snorted coldly and landed on the opposite bank as well.

  Entering the bamboo house, Li Bei Hong didn't invite Qin Bo to drink tea either. He sat on the rattan mat, poured himself a cup, and lightly tapped it on the small table before drinking by himself.

  After a few sips of tea, seeing Qin Bo still looking calm and collected, Li Bei Hong finally couldn't help but frown and asked: "Qin Bo, where did you get that yellow paper from? Have you received news about Li Jie?"

  "Aren't you his older brother? How would I know?" Qin Bo remained unmoved, smiled faintly and stretched out his hand, saying nothing more.

  "This is taking advantage of a fire to loot!" Lei Beihong snorted in discontent.

  Qin Bo sneered, "This is what we agreed on. Otherwise, do you think your relationships in the sect would be good enough for a true disciple to do things for you? You can't even compare to that junior, He Gongming."

  Li Bei Hong's words choked in his throat, his face full of anger, yet he couldn't vent his rage. His body stiffened for a few seconds before he slapped the storage bag, and a golden light flashed out, revealing a small, exquisite ring that appeared on his palm.

  The ring was a uniform pale blue color, with several petal-like patterns engraved on the two rings, and a faint aura emanating from them.

  "This is the 'Aquamarine Ring', it has a beneficial effect on cultivators who practice water-based spells." Leng Beihong, though unwilling, could only put it on the table at this moment.

  "Hmm, a third-grade artifact, broadening my horizons indeed. Opening my eyes to new possibilities." Qin Bo's eyes lit up as he picked up the aquamarine ring, and couldn't help but praise it profusely. After fondling it for a while, he put it back into his storage bag.

  Since Li Bei Hong was so pleased, he no longer kept it a secret and took out the yellow paper, gently placing it on the table. He said to Li Bei Hong, "Li Jie, your junior brother, has not returned to the sect for three months. Three young members of the Li family accompanied him. This yellow paper is related to the Li family's secret method, take a look yourself."

  Li Bei Hong's face sank, and he took the yellow paper in his hand. With a burst of energy, he cut open his index finger and slowly rubbed the fresh blood onto the dried bloodstain on the yellow paper.

  Right away, a faint yellow glow flashed on the yellow paper, and Li Bei Hong raised his chin, closing his eyes slightly.

  After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Li Bei Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were completely red, filled with blood vessels, and had an intimidating aura. And on his body, he emitted the unique pressure of a congenital cultivator.

  Qin Bo's face also changed color, and he said: "What's wrong?"

  "Lei Jie is dead..." Lei Bei Hong's face turned dark and his voice trembled slightly.

  Qin Bo fell silent for a moment, although he had long known this outcome in his heart, but looking at the painful and helpless expression of his former arrogant opponent, he didn't have any intention to mock him either.

  "Where did you find this yellow paper..." Li Bei Hong took a few deep breaths, suppressing the burning anger in his heart, but his voice was like a cold wind that made one shiver.

  "Outside Jiangjin Province, in the dense forest on one side of the official road." Qin Bo said lightly: "Not far from there is a tea pavilion. Lijie obtained the qualification for the trial of the true heir of the Jinsheng sect, but he never returned. There are also speculative voices within the sect."

  "Ah!" Li Bei Hong's face calmed down again. This expression on him was the embodiment of extreme anger.

  Li Bei Hong gently placed the yellow paper on the table, then with one hand on his own forehead, he leaned back and slowly said: "This yellow paper only has the fresh blood of three people from my Li family, and Li Jie is among them."

  "Are you saying the murderer is at least a congenital or foundational cultivator?" Qin Bo's eyes flashed with a hint of light, which disappeared instantly without leaving any trace. "Who would be so reckless as to disregard their identity?"

  Li Bei Hong didn't answer him, but instead said to himself: "In the ancestral temple of my Li family, there is a special yellow flag that was made by a great master of our family using a unique secret method. It can connect the souls of the children of my Li family through this yellow paper! Whenever a child of my Li family dies, their soul will return to that yellow flag, allowing us to find the murderer!"

  Lai Bei Hong's words involved the secrets of the Lai family, and this was the first time Qin Bo had heard of it. On the surface, there was nothing unusual, but in his heart, he was shocked. No wonder the Lai family, although arrogant in the Purple Cloud Sect, dared to provoke them, yet very few people did so. It turned out that this entire family were all vengeful and would stop at nothing to retaliate, even using secret methods to intimidate other cultivator families for generations.

  "Do you know why Lai Jie has been dead for so long, yet no one in the Lai family knows about it, and only you came to tell me that Lai Jie went missing, which is why I entrusted you with helping me?"

  "What?" Qin Bo came back to his senses and was somewhat perplexed by what he heard.

  Li Bei Hong waved the yellow paper, his expression twisted in a scowl: "Because that person not only killed three of my illegitimate siblings and my second brother Li Jie, but also trapped their souls, even their bodies, in a special space, making it impossible for Li Jie's soul to return to our family's yellow banner!"

  Qin Bo was shocked. If it were true as Li Bei Hong said, the opponent should be extremely powerful. However, the information he had investigated did not seem to be the case. Had Tao Ranju behind that person come out to help him?

  Qin Bo thought for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then spoke up: "Could it be that Lijie Shidi's cultivation is too low, not yet reaching Xiantian, so his soul can't return?"

  "It's impossible, every legitimate child of the Li family has been implanted with this secret technique by our ancestors since birth, there won't be any problems." Li Bei Hong said coldly: "Qin Bo, since you've found the yellow paper, it means there will definitely be a result. I've already given you the 'Bishui Ring', aren't you satisfied yet?"

  "Indeed, the truth has been found, but Lei Jie is dead. Don't you need to inform the master of the Lei family? This matter not only concerns your family's affairs, but also Lei Jie was a disciple of Ziyunmen. A disciple of Ziyunmen being killed during the trial is also a stain on Ziyunmen." Qin Bo said.

  Li Bei Hong suddenly stood up, then coldly stared at Qin Bo, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, mixed with sarcasm and even anger. "Qin Bo, don't think I don't know what you're thinking in your heart. For Lu Ruhua, you've been fighting with me in Ziyunmen for so long. Others may not understand you, but do I? You're always a hypocritical person, you should know why I didn't inform my father, and there's no need to ask more questions. As for the face of Ziyunmen, humph! My thoughts, you should be even clearer!"

  Qin Bo had long known that Li Bei Hong would say this, and he understood the other's character all too well. Upon hearing these words, he feigned a look of embarrassment, then calmed down again, and with a burst of energy from his fingers, he sent the teacup on the table flying, caught it in his hand, took a sip, and smiled: "Indeed, only Brother Li understands me."

  "Qin Bo, I'm not in the mood to play games with you. Who exactly did it?!" Lei Bei Hong's eyes were filled with a fierce killing intent. Lei Jie was his younger brother, and as an older brother, if he couldn't even muster up anger and sadness when his own brother was killed, then he wasn't worthy of being a human being! Moreover, his relationship with Lei Jie wasn't like those occasional conflicts within families, but rather had always been relatively good.

  Seeing Qin Bo still wanting to take advantage of him, he couldn't hold back anymore, and the aura on his body pressed towards Qin Bo. Feeling Li Bei Hong's anger, Qin Bo slowly composed himself and continued: "As for the specifics, I haven't investigated clearly yet, but I used Soul Capture Technique to control the owner of that teahouse. At that time, there were four purple-robed youths and a group of people who seemed to be from the Yun Tian government's carriage team, which had a conflict because of a beautiful girl in that official team. This matter happened three months ago."

  "Be more specific." Li Bei Hong took a deep breath, then sat back down on the blanket and drained the tea in his hand like it was wine.

  "That convoy, I specifically went to the Yun Tian Imperial Palace and walked a circle. At that time, leaving the city, and also bringing military attendants, except for Yun Tian's annoying prince, I think there was no one else." Qin Bo said lightly: "That period of time, the convoys heading to Duoluo City, just happened to enter that area."

  "You're saying... the murderer is Weiyuan Wang's son, that genius who was abandoned by his sect?" Leng Beihong was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing loudly. He looked at Qin Bo with a cold and intimidating gaze: "Do you think I'm an idiot? Does he have the ability to kill my second brother Leng Jie? Even if it were one of the other three illegitimate children of the Leng family, they wouldn't be people that those ordinary individuals could handle."

  Qin Bo saw that Li Bei Hong did not believe him, and also spoke in a stiff tone: "You don't believe me, why ask me? Let me investigate for you?" After a pause, he continued: "Brother Li, because of the 'Mountain River Map' incident, angered Master and was temporarily expelled from the mountain gate. Many things have happened during this time, you are all unaware..."

  Li Bei Hong took a deep breath, staring at Qin Bo for a moment. Seeing that Qin Bo's expression was natural and without any guilt, he suppressed his anger, narrowed his eyes, and coldly snorted: "Once this mundane year passes, I'll be able to return to the mountain gate, so don't get too excited too early!"

  He paused for a moment, and Li Bei Hong asked with a serious face: "What is it, you say..."

  The last day of the Wind and Cloud Chart, today's update is nearly 10,000 words.