Chapter 665 - 665 Revised 33 Yu Chi You De
665: Revised: Chapter 33 Yu Chi You De 665: Revised: Chapter 33 Yu Chi You De “My lord!”
“The outskirts of the city have been cleared!”
Lingqu City’s Left Guard Captain Yuchi Youde stepped into the mansion, frowning slightly.
He smelled the faint scent of blood in the air.
In the gloomy darkness, a weak voice sounded.
“…
How is it?”
“There was indeed a Yin God explosion.”
Kneeling on one knee, Yuchi Youde said in a low voice, “The identity is unknown.
Only fragments of a broken sword were found at the scene.”
“Understood.”
A fatigued voice from the pavilion replied, “You may leave.”
“Foster father.”
Yuchi Youde did not leave immediately.
He looked up, hesitantly gazing at the screen in the pavilion, “You… what’s the matter?”
“Hiss!”
The darkness was illuminated by a light.
Zong Bi emerged from behind the screen, holding a candle.
Blood flowed down his arm inside his wide sleeve, condensing at his fingertips before dribbling to the ground.
Yuchi Youde’s expression turned strange.
He knew Zong Bi seemed to be practicing some peculiar cultivation technique.
Occasionally, there would be odd noises from the City Lord Mansion’s attic… but this was the first time he had seen such a scene.
The Yuchi family had followed Zong Bi to Lingqu City many years ago.
Years ago.
Yuchi Youde’s father had fought side by side with Zong Bi in the Battle of Poison.
The two shared life and death, entrusting their lives to each other.
The battle was so fierce that many stayed in the Northern Territory, unable even to retrieve their remains.
Zong Bi was both brave and lucky enough to return from the Northern County and became famous for it… He did not forget his fellow “brothers” who had followed him.
Since then.
The Yuchi family had received ample cultivation resources.
As his comrade’s orphan, Yuchi Youde himself was heavily employed, treated by Zong Bi as his own, receiving utmost care.
In private, they even addressed each other as father and son.
Over the years, there were many rumors about the City Lord.
Initially, Yuchi Youde scoffed at them.
His father was upright and loyal all his life, and his foster father was beyond reproach, righteous and principled.
How could such upright beings be tarnished by the idle words of those with ulterior motives?
But gradually, he sensed something was amiss.
As the Left Guard Captain, Yuchi Youde was in charge of patrolling Lingqu City.
Every so often, there would be reports of missing children from refugees… These cases were handed to the City Lord Mansion for investigation, and then there would be no further information.
Yuchi Youde once directly asked his foster father about it, and Zong Bi’s response was plausible.
Lingqu City, at the border of the South Border, was rife with lawlessness.
Many refugees were actually disguised criminals who frequently filed false reports.
Without proper records, it was impossible to verify if children were truly missing.
As officials of Lingqu City, they only needed to be accountable to the city’s residents, not the unregistered refugees.
He had no reason to distrust his foster father.
Until one day, he found fresh bloodstains outside the City Lord Mansion’s attic door.
There were outside rumors.
City Lord Zong Bi of Lingqu City was colluding with evil cultivators, practicing demon arts and using children as food to refine elixirs.
Initially, Zong Bi didn’t believe it!
But that time… after collecting the bloodstain, he found an alchemist to identify it, and the “rumor” seemed absurdly true.
The blood was indeed that of innocent children.
From that day on, Yuchi Youde could no longer view his foster father the same way.
“Youde, there is no need to worry.”
Holding the candle, Zong Bi’s face was pale, his pupils pitch black, his expression wooden: “Just a slight mishap in cultivation… nothing serious.”
“Foster father…”
Yuchi Youde gritted his teeth, asking, “What exactly are you practicing?”
“… ”
Zong Bi did not respond, only looking down at his foster son.
The silence did not last long.
“Youde should not ask too much.”
Kneeling on the ground, the young man’s voice was hoarse: “If foster father has no other instructions… Youde will take his leave now.”
…
…
After Yuchi Youde’s departure.
Zong Bi watched the young man’s departing figure, the candle in his hand blown out by the wind.
He stood back in the shadows, merging with the darkness.
After a long while.
The pitch-black color in Zong Bi’s pupils slowly faded.
The soul stationing technique needed time to take effect.
The Yin God’s explosion at the outskirts gave Xie Xuanyi a chance to act, but time was limited.
Yuchi Youde arrived at an inconvenient moment, so Xie Xuanyi had to manipulate Zong Bi for a brief appearance.
Further discussions would have to wait until the soul stationing technique was fully effective.
“Who is he?”
Xie Xuanyi walked out of the darkness, looking in the direction Yuchi Youde had left, deep in thought.
“My lord.”
Zong Bi’s demeanor relaxed considerably.
He respectfully said, “This is my foster son, whom I took in thirty years ago.
His father once fought alongside me against the Demon Race, risking life and limb.
After the Zong family rose to prominence, I treated him as my own.”
“Given such intimacy, your dealings…”
Xie Xuanyi squinted his eyes.
“My lord, none of this involves him.
Youde knows nothing.”
Zong Bi said in a low voice, “The matter of the Spirit Marrow Fruit is of great importance… Apart from Qian Yuan and me, no one else in Lingqu City is involved.”
This is interesting.
Once one abandons moral constraints, dealing with the mere affair of offering Spirit Marrow Fruit becomes quite simple.
The loss of a few children in the city can be both significant and insignificant… With Zong Bi’s methods, he could easily stifle the matter without causing a stir.
He only needed to target the refugees, erasing all related persons, and no suspicion would arise.
If Zong Bi wanted, he could even breed a batch of “offerings.”
Now that the matter in Lingqu City has been exposed and discovered by the Book Tower, it indeed seemed like it was “intentionally done.”
“Over the years, how many people have you killed, and how many Spirit Marrow Fruits have you refined?”