Chapter 167.2: The Meticulous Qi Yuan, Setting the Right Tone for the Cultivation World

In the Divine Flower Society forum, Fox Den Xiao Li was locked in a fierce war of words with the masses.

└Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God is a cultivator of the righteous path! He opposed the Bright Palace to stop the Hundred Nations Blood War and uphold the greater good!

└Greater good, my ass. Cultivators like him only care about benefits. An arrogant, domineering type like the Blood-Clothed Sword God deserves to be slain by Venerable Ye Qiong. Those Yin Spirits gathering at the Blood-Clothed Alliance are obviously there to confiscate his treasures. Who knows how many ordinary cultivators he slaughtered just to obtain them!

└Now you're just slandering him!

Reading those comments, Xiao Li flew into a rage, and hurriedly recorded everything with a projection stone.

Meanwhile, the hater went on.

└If the Blood-Clothed Sword God thinks I'm slandering him, he can come confront me himself. Why is he so quiet? Isn't he basically admitting it?

Nah,

he's probably already dead.

└You—!

Xiao Li was shaking with anger. All she could do was record the posts. After arguing for so long, she felt utterly drained. Just as she was about to log off the forum, a new post suddenly caught her eye.

Her pupils shrank. It was the Blood-Clothed Sword God!

Thank you for everyone's concern. I was indeed besieged by several Yin Spirits. Unfortunately for them, they were too weak.

After entering the Moonwatch Continent, I heard someone badmouthing me behind my back one day. I took a look, and it turned out to be Ye Qiong and Youqing! They were gossiping about me together with members of the Moluo Clan. I couldn't stand it, so I executed them on the spot.

Xiao Li was thrilled. "Senior Blood-Clothed Sword God is really alive!”

She immediately replied.

Fox Den Xiao Li: I knew a big shot like you would survive! So awesome! Could I maybe add you as a friend?

Blood-Clothed Sword God: Sure. I'll add you.

Xiao Li's eyes went wide, her heart surging with excitement. "The big shot actually added me!"

She almost wanted to tell the clan elders immediately, but after thinking it over, she held back.

Fox Den Xiao Li: Big Shot, after you left, a lot of people in the Divine Flower Society have been smearing you behind your back!

Once they became friends, Xiao Li quickly recounted everything that had been happening on the forum.

Blood-Clothed Sword God: What? Someone dared curse me behind my back? The internet is not a lawless place. They will pay for it!

Qi Yuan grew anxious the moment he read it. He hadn't even started flaming anyone yet, and people were already insulting him.

Fox Den Xiao Li: Big Shot, I recorded everything. Do you want me to send it to you?

After sending the message, Xiao Li hesitated.

Fox Den Xiao Li: But how do I send the recording stone to you?

Blood-Clothed Sword God: That's easy. Tell me exactly where you are. I'll have my daughter send an avatar over to see you.

He wasn't a Yin Spirit yet, so he couldn't create an avatar out of divine spiritual energy that could cross tens of thousands of miles instantly.

Fox Den Xiao Li: Your daughter...?

At the same time, Xiao Li felt extremely nervous.

Big Shot's daughter is coming to see me...

She quickly sent her location to the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

Blood-Clothed Sword God: In a while, my daughter will arrive. Just show her the recording stone.

Fox Den Xiao Li: O-okay!

Xiao Li felt uneasy. She hadn't expected that instead of meeting the big shot himself, she would meet his daughter.

Suddenly, something occurred to her, and her face turned deathly pale. "Oh no, Fox Hollow is a forbidden land. Outsiders aren't allowed in. If Granny finds out someone came here to see me, she'll definitely scold me..."

Xiao Li was on edge, torn over whether she should warn her grandmother. At that moment, deep within the forbidden grounds, a sharp, oppressive aura spread through the air.

A withered figure—Granny—shot out, asking with vigilance, "Which senior has descended upon my Four-Clan Fox Hollow? Please reveal yourself."

Granny was a Violet Palace powerhouse. While cultivating, she had sensed a terrifying presence approaching, one far stronger than herself.

Her heart clenched in fear, worried that an enemy had come knocking. But in the next instant, that aura grew even more dreadful.

Granny's face changed drastically. "Y-Yin... Yin Spirit!"

That fluctuation could only belong to a Yin Spirit. Why would a Venerable come to a run-down place like Fox Hollow?

Fear gripped her. What if the passing Venerable wiped them out in one fell swoop?

Before her, a small, delicate figure appeared. Although it was a mere projection, it was enough to erase Fox Hollow from existence. Granny trembled, barely holding herself together.

Then the petite, adorable girl—Qi Jianjun—broke into a bright smile. "Don't be afraid. I'm here on Daddy's orders to collect something from Xiao Li of Fox Hollow."

Under Granny's stunned and bewildered gaze, Qi Jianjun walked into the depths of Fox Hollow, where Xiao Li resided.

Granny stood there in shock.

Since when did Xiao Li know a Yin Spirit? No! Since when did she know the father of a Yin Spirit?!

Meanwhile, Xiao Li trembled uncontrollably. Seeing a Yin Spirit in person filled her with terror.

"S-S-Senior, this is the recording stone," she said hurriedly, handing it to Qi Jianjun.

The moment Qi Jianjun watched the contents of the stone, her smile froze.

"

Oh

? Daring to badmouth Daddy behind his back?" Coldness emanated from her eyes as she ground her teeth in fury. "They're dead meat!"

Only then did Xiao Li dare to say, "They have gone way too far. After Blood-Clothed Sword God made that post on the Divine Flower Society forum, some of them even whispered in private that since he's a dignified Yin God, he shouldn't lower himself to bully the weak or fuss over such trivial matters."

"Why

shouldn't

he bully them?" Qi Jianjun shot back. "So he's supposed to go pick fights with the strong instead? They dared slander Daddy, and call it a trivial matter? They're so dead!"

Qi Jianjun committed every detail to memory. When she finally took her leave, she couldn't help glancing at Granny once more. "Xiao Li is my daddy's friend."

With that, Qi Jianjun's avatar dissipated into nothingness. Granny stood there for a long time, her heart still reeling from the shock. Finally, she followed Xiao Li back into her cave.

Granny asked in a gentler tone than before, a kind smile plastered on her face. "Xiao Li, how did you come to know that Yin Spirit?"

Xiao Li had never seen Granny acting like this before.

"Granny, I met him through the Divine Flower Society..." Xiao Li honestly recounted how she had come to know the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

"Well done, Xiao Li." Granny's smile only deepened. "I remember you've always wanted a Nine-Tailed Fruit, but you never had enough contribution points. It just so happens I have eight left. Since I have no use for them, I'll give them to you."

She handed all eight Nine-Tailed Fruits to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li's face lit up with pure delight like a kitten staring at a pile of catnip. "Thank you, Granny!"

A single Nine-Tailed Fruit would normally take her a century of saving to obtain. To receive eight at once? Her joy was out of this world!

***

At the Blood-Clothed Alliance.

Qi Yuan laughed coldly. "They dare talk behind my back and try to morally kidnap me? They're asking to die."

Jiang Ya stood off to the side, silent. To her, this simply wasn't worth making a fuss over.

At that moment, Lord Great Wisdom said, his expression grave, "I think this is the right time for the Blood-Clothed Alliance's first expedition. We need to stamp out this habit of slander before it spreads."

"Exactly!" Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, assuming the moral high ground. "This isn't selfish revenge, I'm correcting the morals of the cultivation world! The cultivation world is filthy and chaotic. If its morals are to be set right, it should start with me!"

Just then, Qi Jianjun appeared. "Daddy, I've already obtained their general information from the vice president of the Divine Flower Society."

She stretched out her small hand, looking rather pleased with herself. The three of them immediately began discussing how to carry out their retaliation.

Jiang Ya watched the trio earnestly debating how to "rectify the morals of the cultivation world" and felt profoundly out of place.

She couldn't help but wonder.

You're a Great Venerable, and you're really getting worked up over such chicken butt nonsense?

***

Eastern Lands, Shuixian Continent.

Li Qi City was a remote and unremarkable cultivation town. The strongest sects in the surrounding area barely reached late-stage Core Formation.

Wang Shenghai was enjoying himself in the Red Lips Pavilion. However, his brows were tightly knit, and he was all tense. A group of cultivators sat around, drinking and laughing.

"Brother Wang, why the long face?" asked a Core Formation cultivator, mildly curious.

"

Haa..

. Didn't I join the Divine Flower Society?" Wang Shenghai spewed abuse freely, gesturing wildly, "When Lord Ye Qiong went to kill that great demon Blood-Clothed Sword God, I thought he'd succeed for sure. Who knew that useless bastard would get killed instead? Absolutely worthless!"

He often bragged about the big events he'd seen on the Divine Flower Society forum, earning plenty of flattery.

The Core Formation cultivator felt a trace of contempt.

This guy has the nerve to call a Yin Spirit worthless? Does he not have a mirror?

"Brother Wang, you should still be careful," he advised. "If that Yin Spirit hears you, you might be in trouble."

"We're in the middle of nowhere." Wang Shenghai scoffed, a true keyboard warrior. "If a Nascent Soul cultivator showed up, people here would talk about it for years. A Yin Spirit!? No way."

Figures like that would never waste time on small fry like him. After all, if a mosquito buzzed around the building next door, would a normal person really go out of their way to swat it?

Just then, a mournful suona suddenly sounded. The Core Formation cultivators inside the Red Lips Pavilion froze. Before them appeared over a dozen cultivators in blood-red robes, all blowing suonas.

Every single one of them radiated unfathomable pressure. Although their cultivation was impossible to discern, they were at least at Nascent Soul realm.

A man stepped forward, smiling smugly at Wang Shenghai. "So you're the one talking trash about me behind my back?"

Wang Shenghai sobered up instantly, "Senior, who are you?"

He couldn't recognize the man, but he could tell the man's cultivation was very high.

𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Qi Yuan looked at him, smiling brilliantly. "Didn't you say on the Divine Flower Society forum that I deserved to be hacked to pieces by Lord Ye Qiong? That once I died, the skies over the Eastern Lands would finally clear?”

Staring at Qi Yuan's blood robe and the suona-blowing figures behind him, Wang Shenghai suddenly understood. "Y-you, you're the Blood-Clothed Sword God!”

With this line up, who else could it be? A dignified Venerable, acting with zero restraint!

The other cultivators were equally stunned.

An actual Yin Spirit has come to our backwater city!

It was like the world's richest tycoon suddenly enrolling in some no-name vocational school.

"Correct," Qi Yuan said cheerfully. "As a reward, you get an extra bullet."

Qi Jianjun took out a jade slip and read coldly, "Wang Shenghai. Seventy years ago, you murdered your junior brother Li Xiangyang's entire family to obtain a first-grade Foundation Establishment treasure. Twenty years ago, you abducted women by force. Six days ago, you slandered the Blood-Clothed Sword God on the Divine Flower Society forum. Your crimes are grave and numerous. Sentence to be carried out: execution by gunfire."

Qi Yuan raised his hand, mimicking the shape of a gun. "Next time, don't talk trash behind people's backs. When you're dead, you'll become the most famous person in this city. No need to thank me."

Bang!

Wang Shenghai died on the spot. Even in death, he never imagined he would fall at the hands of a legendary Yin Spirit. The rest of the cultivators were shaken to the core, fear and awe intertwining.

From this day on, Wang Shenghai would undoubtedly become the city's most famous figure. After all, how often did a Yin Spirit lead his subordinates across tens of thousands of miles just to personally execute a mere Core Formation cultivator?

Qi Yuan swept his gaze over the crowd and said softly, "Rectifying the morals of the cultivation world starts with me. And you, never do evil simply because it seems trivial."

With that, Qi Yuan departed, leading his Violet Palace suona troupe away.

Inside the Red Lips Pavilion, only the remaining cultivators stood there, dazed and motionless. What had just happened was simply too absurd.