Chapter 787: Feathered Robe (I)
Yu Yuwei could only worry on his own. Li Xizhi didn’t understand artifact refinement and couldn’t be of much help. Azure Pond Sect’s path of artifact refinement had also withered since the deaths of those who had inherited Yuanwu’s mantle such as Tang Shecheng, Yu Xiuxian, and finally Yu Muxian. There were simply no skilled artificers to be found.
The old man wore a troubled expression as he lugged a large purplish-red cauldron around. He glanced at Li Xizhi and said, “Xizhi... the fallen grotto heaven is called Dongning Palace. A few Purple Mansion Realm cultivators have already sent people in... Judging by the timing, I hear that gates like Crimson Reef and Xiukui, who usually don’t make moves, will arrive soon as well.”
Li Xizhi nodded, putting on a look of serious attention as Yu Yuwei mumbled, “These days, this old man can hardly see the full picture... Crimson Reef and Xiukui are constantly battling in the outer seas, and cultivators fall every month. Meanwhile, some Purple Mansion Realm elders seem to be turning back north to involve themselves in Mount Bianyan matters...
“Hard to grasp... truly hard to grasp!” The old man sighed heavily, then sat down in confusion.
Meanwhile, Li Quantao looked at the two and said, “Dongning Palace... It was once a cave dwelling for many cultivators of Ning State. Ning State was the homeland of Daoist Master Donghua, Li Jiangqun. The Jia, Jiang and Li Families from Ning State were Golden Core Realm immortal descendants, so many things must’ve been left behind. With the Wanglin Sect and Prince Ning... it’s bound to be tempting.”
Yu Yuwei thought even further but their acquaintance was shallow, so he didn’t say much to Li Quantao. He only nodded lightly and muttered, “Yesterday, I received word that my nephew, Yu Fuyu, has died. No one at home is willing to claim the body, so I have to go.”
The Yu Family was in such disarray they might as well have been enemies. Yu Yuwei showed no emotion when he spoke of his nephew’s death. He merely let his eyelids droop, exchanged a few pleasantries, tucked the cauldron into his robes, and rode the wind away.
Once the old man left the courtyard, Li Quantao stepped forward and said quietly, “Brother Zhi... the Yu Family is full of selfish and cruel people. Even though Yu Yuwei is older, that doesn’t mean he’s any better... be cautious.”
When Li Xizhi glanced at him, Li Quantao’s expression turned serious as he added, “Do you still remember the matter of Murong Xia, Brother Zhi? Your family must have records... The Yu Family acted without shame as they openly and righteously rounded up people with mana, built numerous corpse mounds, and even constructed a grand hall where Murong Xia devoured humans day and night.