Chapter 1116: Arranging All Matters (I)
"You dare lie to me."
When Li Ximing uttered those words, violet flames surged across the mountainside, and heavenly light illuminated everything. The stone bricks grew scorching hot as blazing radiance shone down. Wenhu's face was already pressed to the ground; he was too terrified to lift it as the air filled with the sharp hiss of flesh being seared.
Leaving aside the consequences of deceiving a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator, to have a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator utter that simple statement in person was already a form of psychological torment on a completely different level for any cultivator.
Whatever Wenhu might have been thinking, Li Chenghuai, standing to the side, felt a chill race up his spine just from hearing those words. Even though he was not the one who had lied, fear still crept into his heart.
Uncle now... truly carries the aura of a Daoist Master!
Li Ximing’s heart held little anger as he looked down at Wenhu lying on the ground. There was more regret than anything else.
The man's lie was half-truth and half-falsehood, and executed with considerable skill. The Mifan direct descendant he spoke of was most likely the one lured away by the Capital Immortal Dao and deceived into death and obliteration. The Purple Mansion Realm had been involved in that affair, and it was deeply buried. Had Chang Yun not mentioned it in passing, Li Ximing truly would not have been able to verify it.
Wenhu's mention of a Mifan direct disciple was not baseless. Such a person had indeed existed and had interacted with him. By using that detail, Wenhu could guard against Li Ximing's divination techniques and ensure that the finer points of his story would not be mistaken. After all, someone unfamiliar with the other Mifan Dao lineages could never have fabricated such a figure out of thin air.
As long as Li Ximing lacked concrete information, Wenhu could have continued weaving his tale. If not for the fact that they had obtained Fu Dou's head and used sophisticated shamanic arts to divine that he had died by ambush, even the Xiaoshi Sky-Cleansing Scattered Cloud Art would have been difficult to use as evidence.
In the span of a single breath, he spun a story with a beginning and an end. If not for his incomplete planning and his eagerness to prove his worth, he might have revealed more of the Xiaoshi Sky-Cleansing Scattered Cloud Art, or at least left fewer loose ends...