Chapter 464 - Chapter 464: Chapter 465: The Altar is Stolen by You!

Chapter 464: Chapter 465: The Altar is Stolen by You!

Liuren was very sincere, and Li Xiaobai nodded. The secret of the second Sea-Calming Divine Needle was not a big secret, as using it would surely be discovered by others, so there was no need to hide it.

It would be better to exchange its basic information for goodwill from the powerhouses, and in return, gain some protection in the future.

“Now, the time has come to unravel the secrets of this battlefield.”

Li Xiaobai’s gaze shifted, looking towards Mei Changqing and another person, who were both showing signs of slowly regaining consciousness. After soaking in the bathhouse for so long, the Spiritual Power that had been depleted in their bodies had been replenished.

“Young Master Li, what exactly happened on this battlefield?”

Yang Guang asked.

“Woof, boy, where is the Saint Heir that Lord Ergouzi demanded? Bring him here quickly!”

Ergouzi also called out.

“The matter is a long story. The situation on the battlefield today was quite chaotic, and if it weren’t for the timely arrival of the Vice Leader, the consequences would have been unimaginable…”

Li Xiaobai pulled Ergouzi to one side and began to recount the events that had occurred on the battlefield.

After the recount, Yang Guang and others were so shocked that they were speechless. The events of the first battlefield were so broadly connected; what did it mean for the ancestral masters from all over Central Province to convene?

Such a force could arguably be the strongest line-up on the Immortal Spirit Continent!

Even so, in the presence of the Second Leader, they still dared not be rash, for the might of the Eastern Sea’s Second Leader was truly unfathomable.

“It’s astounding that such a remote border has attracted the attention of so many accomplished predecessors. It’s truly impressive, my gratitude to Senior Liuren for the effort.”

Yang Guang bowed to Liuren. If it hadn’t been for his intervention to suppress everything, those ancestral masters might have continued to fight.

At the very least, Ling Xue’er, the King of the Kingdom of Women, would not have been able to escape.

“It was just a small effort on my part. We have always been very concerned about the affairs of the border, and for such a major event, naturally, I had to be present.”

Liuren nodded slightly, showing no sign of taking credit. She had done too much for the border regions, and after becoming unmatched on the Mainland, her only rival left was Flesh Mountain. Therefore, among the many ancestral masters, she was the one constant in the borderlands and naturally had offered the most help to the border cultivators.

“Woof, boy, so you’re saying that all the Saint Heirs were devoured by the ancestral masters, leaving Lord Ergouzi with no Qilin Bloodline Power to absorb!”

Ergouzi immediately became agitated; the feast that was almost in his grasp had slipped away, and to make matters worse, it was his own elder competing with him for the food.

“Yes, luckily you weren’t there, or else you would have ended up as a dish for your own elder.”

“The way your elder relished eating the Saint Heir, it was quite a sight, so deliciously crunchy!”

Li Xiaobai nodded and spoke indifferently.

“Giggle, that damned dog should have been sent there to receive a dose of harsh reality!”

Ji Wuqing spoke through gritted teeth.

“Woof, damn that elder, competing with Lord Ergouzi for the Saint Heir’s Qilin Blood, totally lacking in martial virtue!”

“From today onwards, I, Lord Ergouzi, declare that I cannot coexist under the same sky as Fire Qilin Cave!”

Ergouzi knocked over Ji Wuqing with a swipe of his paw, his face filled with frustration and anger.

“Hmm, as long as you’re happy.”

Li Xiaobai rolled his eyes and didn’t want to bother with it anymore. This creature was terribly greedy. Having the bathhouse and Huazi’s help with cultivation, what more could it want than the Kylin Bloodline? Wouldn’t it be better to soak quietly?

“So, what exactly is the secret you mentioned, Young Master Li? Does it involve these two?”

Liuren turned her gaze back to Mei Changqing and Cangying, casually infusing them with Spiritual Power, causing them to slowly come to.

“Indeed, let’s have them reveal the secrets themselves.”

Li Xiaobai nodded and said. The entity on the other side of the altar was too mysterious; they needed to find someone capable of maintaining the situation to explore together. This way, even if any accident occurred, they would be able to respond with poise.

I had thought the presence of the raggedy beggar was absolutely foolproof, but today, I suddenly realized that this old chap was also somewhat unreliable. Even after swallowing some treasure, he was easily subdued. In comparison, it might be better to let the Vice Leader watch over things.

“Where is this?”

“This is, inside the grand hall of the City Lord’s Mansion in the Holy City!”

“Why are we here, is this Tangneng First-class? This bathhouse is just like the rumors, it really can increase one’s cultivation level!”

Mei Changqing and Cangying woke up, and in just a moment their bodies trembled, and they regained consciousness. They had been in an indistinguishable battle with the raggedy beggar and others on the battlefield when suddenly a golden cudgel descended from the sky, suppressing everyone present.

He was already seriously injured, but this calamity turned into a blessing, and he narrowly escaped death.

“You are… the Second Leader of the Aolai Country from the Eastern Sea!”

Looking around, upon seeing the appearance of the person before him, Mei Changqing was so shocked that his hair stood on end, and he nearly lashed out in an attack.

Reason reminded him not to act rashly, as the person before him represented the pinnacle of combat power in the Immortal Spirit Continent. Clashing head-on with them would be like throwing an egg against a rock.

“Li Xiaobai, everyone is here. Does this mean that the matter on the battlefield has been resolved?”

Cangying’s eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at Li Xiaobai, and spoke slowly.

“Indeed, the trouble you stirred up, the Vice Leader has taken on for you. Shouldn’t you thank the Vice Leader?”

Li Xiaobai nodded and said with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing these words, Mei Changqing was seething with rage. Damn it, you were clearly the instigator. If not for the strange things you wrote about in the Immortal Spirit Daily, would that madwoman have come knocking on our door?

Now you’re pretending to be the good guy; I feel like my lungs are about to explode with anger.

Yet, his face still bore a smile, and he said with great reverence, “Thank you, Vice Leader!”

“There’s no need for too many thanks, but having received such a great favor from us, you should give something in return, right?”

Li Xiaobai lit a Huazi stick and said indifferently.

“Whatever you desire in return, please enlighten me, Young Master Li.”

Mei Changqing pinched his nose as he spoke, knowing that they were prisoners and had no right to negotiate.

Cangying, standing nearby, had not spoken a word the entire time, his eyes flickering with an unusual light, as if deep in thought.

“Do I still need to spell it out? What secrets are hidden in the depths of the border regions? Confess for yourself.”

“Or perhaps, are you scheming some plan in your mind?”

Li Xiaobai looked at Mei Changqing with a teasing smile, confident that with Liuren present, the other party wouldn’t dare to lie.

“This… Apart from Flesh Mountain, there is nothing else in the depths of the border, unless you mean there has been some change in Flesh Mountain’s core area?”

Mei Changqing decided to play dumb to the end, a contemplative look in his eyes as he asked with some confusion.

“The mist-covered altar on the mountain range, do I need to make it any clearer?”

Li Xiaobai tapped the ash off his cigarette, speaking in a nonchalant manner.

“What Five-colored Altar? I, the City Lord, have no idea what you’re talking about!”

It did not surprise Mei Changqing in the least that the old beggar knew and conveyed it to Li Xiaobai.

“It seems you won’t shed a tear until you see your coffin.”

Li Xiaobai shook his head, flipped his wrist, and instantly, a small stone platform appeared in the pool of the grand hall, splashing water everywhere.

In just an instant, Mei Changqing’s hair stood on end, his pupils contracted, and he cried out in shock, “It was you, you stole my altar!”