“You're too polite, fellow daoist.”
“As the saying goes, a guest is a guest. Why are you lying on the ground, fellow daoist? Come, come, sit up, have a cup of tea to warm yourself. There's no rush with the business matters.”
Li Yun's expression changed, and he became very warm and hospitable. He helped Yang Qiu up from the floor and guided him to sit in a nearby chair. At the same time, he personally brought over a cup of hot tea.
“Senior, there's no need for that, I can do it myself.”
Yang Qiu was both surprised and flustered. A moment ago, his life had been hanging by a thread, and now, he was being treated as an honored guest. The sudden shift made him nervous, and he didn't dare overstep. One wrong move, and it could cost him his life!
“This is nothing, it's only right.”
Li Yun smiled as he spoke, watching Yang Qiu take a sip of tea before asking again, “I wonder, fellow daoist Yang, what kind of information would you like to buy from the Heavenly Mechanism Tower?”
“Hmm?”
Yang Qiu's heart tightened.
Was this happening already?
He placed the tea cup down carefully and glanced at Li Yun warily before asking cautiously, “Senior, what kind of information would you suggest I purchase?”
Yang Qiu had almost given up on the information from the Heavenly Mechanism Tower. Right now, all he wanted was to pay up and get away. He was desperate to leave this place as soon as possible. After today, he vowed never to return to this heartbreaking place again.
As for Du Qianshang's death, he had already pushed it out of his mind. Compared to his own safety, his disciple's death no longer mattered.
“What kind of talk is this?”
Li Yun's expression darkened. Yang Qiu's words made it seem like the Heavenly Mechanism Tower was forcing people into deals.
If that got out, would anyone still want to do business with them?
“My apologies, Senior...” Yang Qiu hurriedly corrected himself, bowing repeatedly as a disciple would. “I truly don't know what kind of information I should buy.”
“Fine, then.”
Li Yun sighed in resignation. “I'll give you some guidance.”
With that, Li Yun opened Yang Qiu's personal profile panel and clicked on the “Learn More” option.
A string of personal information about Yang Qiu appeared:
[Name: Yang Qiu.]
[Life's Dream: To reach the Saint realm.]
[Heart Demon: Senior Brother Wang Yufeng (Note: 800 years ago, Yang Qiu and his senior brother Wang Yufeng explored a Saint's cave. In order to claim the treasures for himself, Yang Qiu killed his senior brother, destroyed the body, and covered up the crime.)]
[Click to learn more...]
“Tsk, tsk, tsk...”
After reading the profile, Li Yun gave Yang Qiu a look. He hadn't expected this. Yang Qiu really knew how to play the game. No wonder he was a person of the Demon Path. He had actually killed his own senior brother to seize treasures. The only problem was that his senior brother had become his heart demon.
In the world of cultivation, heart demons were extremely dangerous. If not dealt with properly, one could easily fall into madness. At worst, it could lead to death.
Without resolving the heart demon, it was nearly impossible to make any more progress in life.
And Yang Qiu's greatest dream? It was to become a Saint!
“Senior?” Yang Qiu called out anxiously.
After being looked at by Li Yun, he felt as if his entire being had been seen through, leaving no secrets. This sensation made him extremely uneasy.
“Hmm?”
Li Yun responded faintly.
“May I ask, Senior...”
Yang Qiu forced a laugh, rubbing his hands together nervously. He spoke respectfully, “When you said guidance earlier... what exactly do you mean?”
“Do you want to become a Saint?”
Li Yun asked bluntly, getting straight to the point.
“Huh?”
Yang Qiu's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly felt dry in the throat and quickly said, “Yes... I've dreamed of it!”
After saying this, he slumped back into the chair like a deflated balloon.
No one understood their own situation better than him. His heart demon was far too strong. It had already begun affecting his cultivation. Every time he practiced, the image of his senior brother before his death flashed in his mind, pushing him to the brink of madness.
At this point, he was far from the goal of becoming a Saint. If anything, it was a struggle just to keep from losing his mind.
“Senior, is there a way?”
Suddenly, Yang Qiu sat up straight and asked again, his voice full of urgency.
He had a deep obsession with becoming a Saint. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed his own senior brother over a Saint's cave in the first place.
“There is a way, of course.”
Li Yun picked up his tea cup and took a sip, speaking casually, “For others, becoming a Saint would be quite easy. But for you, it's a different story.”
“Why?” Yang Qiu asked quickly, unwilling to let it go.
Why was it that others could become Saints, but he couldn't? If even this Senior, who appeared to be an Emperor-level figure, couldn't help him, then who else in the world could?
“Have you forgotten about Wang Yufeng?” Li Yun said with a faint smile, as if he had anticipated Yang Qiu's reaction.
“Wang... Wang Yufeng...”
Yang Qiu trembled, shock filling his eyes. He jumped up in disbelief. “How... how do you know?!”
Back in the Saint's cave, it had only been him and his senior brother. He had killed his senior brother without anyone else knowing. As long as he kept it a secret, no one would ever find out.
It had been a closely guarded secret!
Even the sect master of the Nine Nether Demon Sect had never investigated it.
But how could the master of the Heavenly Mechanism Tower, someone so far away in Great Wasteland City, possibly know about Wang Yufeng?
Even more so, this Heavenly Mechanism Tower master seemed far beyond the cultivation of a Saint. He couldn't have been interested in exploring a Saint's cave just to watch their struggle.
“The Heavenly Mechanism Tower controls the secrets of the heavens and observes the movements of the Dao. Everything that has happened in the world, or will happen, cannot escape my eyes,” Li Yun said with a smile.
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