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"Bang!"

Li Gu suffered a heavy blow, his flying body instantly halted, and then fiercely plummeted towards the ground. His body made intimate contact with the martial stage, unleashing a series of loud noises, the vast stage of thousands of meters quivered violently at that moment.

Li Xiaoyao slowly descended, his moon-white robe fluttering in the wind, standing before Li Gu like an unassailable war god.

"Pfft!" Li Gu spat out blood, his eyes struggling to move, his lips parted as if to speak, yet unable to utter a sound, blood continuously surged outwards.

Li Xiaoyao looked down at him, his lips thin as a blade’s edge slightly opening, "To kill me, you’re still not qualified."

After speaking, Li Xiaoyao lifted his right foot and viciously stomped on his neck.

"Crack!"

Li Gu’s neck was almost flattened, his head hanging by a sliver of flesh to his body, his entire being a bloody blur, devoid of life.

Dead!

Li Gu was dead!

The viewing platform fell into absolute silence, the atmosphere so still it was almost eerie.

Before this, everyone thought that Li Xiaoyao was bound to die in this battle, thinking his acceptance of the challenge was overreaching.

But now, Li Xiaoyao had shown them with his fists that he could kill Xie Min and Li Shisan, and that one Li Gu was not enough to make him fearful.

Xie Nan’s eyes were filled with disbelief, her pale fingers distinctly jointed, clenched so tightly that veins threatened to surface.

Li Pengcheng’s hand, holding a teacup, trembled slightly. He had always thought that Li Xiaoyao was just a minor cultivator in the Qi Cultivation Realm, a waste even with a Ninth Grade bloodline. But now, Li Xiaoyao with thunderous brutality, had killed Li Gu outright. This feat was enough to intimidate the entire Li Family Clan.

Even Li Pengcheng, the most outstanding of the Li family’s younger generation, couldn’t help but look pale in the presence of Li Xiaoyao.

If one were to speak solely of cultivation levels, Li Pengcheng of the Spirit Cultivation Realm Seventh Rank was still a cut above Li Xiaoyao of the Fourth Rank. Additionally, Li Xiaoyao was five years older than Li Pengcheng. On the surface, it seemed Li Pengcheng had an overwhelming advantage over Li Xiaoyao.

But in reality, they couldn’t be compared like that.

It is known that Li Pengcheng managed to reach the Seventh Rank of the Spirit Cultivation Realm in just twenty-three years, becoming recognized as a genius of the Li family, with the backing of one of Xuan Country’s Eight Great Sects providing vast cultivation resources.

He awakened his bloodline at the age of ten, a Sixth Grade, and ever since that moment of awakening, his cultivation speed surpassed that of ordinary people.

Li Xiaoyao only awakened his bloodline the day before, albeit a Ninth Grade one, but the benefits reflected in cultivation could only be realized in the future.

This meant that in the twenty-eight years before Li Xiaoyao’s bloodline awakening, he had reached his current position step by step based on his own efforts and insight into cultivation.

And behind all this, the Li family did not act as a resource provider.

Of course, Li Xiaoyao possessed something that nobody else had—a mysterious system.

However, the existence of the system was known only to Li Xiaoyao himself.

But that was enough. In the eyes of others, Li Xiaoyao, through his own strength, had grown from an unknown mercenary to a powerhouse capable of killing those at the peak of the Spirit Cultivation Realm.

This rate of growth and record of achievements were indeed befitting the identity of the eldest son of the Li Family Clan Leader!

"Clatter!"

A Spirit Stone slipped from a man’s hand and fell to the ground, the crisp sound shattering the hush.

The man was on the verge of tears, having set up a rare betting pool with hopes of winning big. Who could have imagined that in the end, he would lose everything?

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Default on a debt?

He would need to have the guts for that.

Before Li Xiaoyao had shown his strength, there might have been a chance for such a thing. But now that he had demonstrated his terrifying power, if a man dared to default at such a time, wouldn’t that be seeking death? Although Li Xiaoyao would not really kill him, making it impossible for him to stay in the family was very simple.

"Buzz~"

Two drops of blood light flew out from the brows of Li Xiaoyao and Li Gu, merging together and gradually turning into nothingness. With the disappearance of this drop of blood, the invisible breath that had made Li Xiaoyao feel threatened had also vanished.

The power of the life-and-death battle contract had dissipated along with Li Gu’s death.

Li Yiming stood up in a timely manner from his seat and announced the result, "In the life-and-death battle, Li Xiaoyao wins."

The clan members who watched the battle knew that from this day forward, the name Li Xiaoyao would be spread throughout the entire Li Family, and the details of his life-and-death battle with Li Gu would also be disseminated.

Years later, the clan members who witnessed that life-and-death battle could still vividly paint the picture of Li Xiaoyao’s overbearing punches and kicks at that time.

That white figure, like a sharp long spear, stood tall between heaven and earth. A stately figure, seemingly unbendable by anyone.

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Three days had passed since the life-and-death battle.

Li Gu’s body had been buried in the back mountain, the grave was exceedingly modest, with only a tombstone that bore the name Li Gu.

The one who died in a life-and-death battle had no honor to speak of, especially since Li Gu had been the challenger. Such behavior was strictly prohibited by the Li Family. Since he had died, naturally there wouldn’t be a grand funeral.

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The old monk and Yi Kong took a plane to Ling City, both traveling very discreetly.

After they arrived in Ling City, they took a taxi straight to Li Xiaoyao’s home, only to find that no one was there.

"Yi Kong, check where this Li Xiaoyao is now," the old monk ordered in the car.

"Understood, Master." Yi Kong took out his cell phone, dialed the instructor’s number, who then asked the Grand Marshal, who in turn inquired with Cheng Dongliang, and after several repetitions, they finally got an answer.

After Yi Kong finished the call, his expression turned somewhat ugly, "Master, they don’t know either. It seems like Li Xiaoyao has suddenly vanished from the face of Ling City."

"Suddenly disappeared?" The old monk pondered for a few seconds and said, "How can a person just vanish into thin air? Do this, have someone investigate the surveillance in Ling City, check who he met with before he disappeared."

"Okay, I understand." Yi Kong was not good at social interactions, and such matters were somewhat difficult for him, but he understood the gravity of the situation and did not complain.

"The spiritual energy in this city is so dense that it’s a bit abnormal," the old monk said, looking out of the window, his fingers forming hand seals from time to time, murmuring to himself in deep thought.

"Yi Kong, turn around, let’s head south," the old monk suddenly said.

Yi Kong, who was on the phone, heard him, grunted in acknowledgment, one hand holding the phone, the other turning the steering wheel, and began driving towards the city center.

As the car continued to move toward the city center, the spiritual energy became more and more intense.

"Stop the car."

Yi Kong stepped on the brakes, looking at his master perplexedly. In his master’s eyes, he saw an excited expression.

Looking at the greenery before him, a look of shock and greed appeared on the old monk’s face, "A Spirit Gathering Array, there’s such a massive Spirit Gathering Array in the center of this city. Who could be responsible for such a grand arrangement!"