Chapter 745
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“He truly is dead!” Li Xinheng immediately said, “My sister and I saw his body with our own eyes.”
With a wave of his hand, Li Xinheng brought Li Qin’s corpse into view.
Wang Teng couldn’t accept it, exclaiming, “He’s actually dead? I didn’t kill him, and yet he’s dead!!!”
“Who? Who killed him?”
In the next moment, Wang Teng’s eyes were filled with a burning desire for battle, his eyes turning red as he declared, “Whoever killed Li Qin must be a figure at the pinnacle of monstrous talent.”
“Neither Tianxu, the Supreme Sage, nor Ling Zhongxiao could possibly be Li Qin’s match. So who could it be?”
Li Xinheng shook his head, “We don’t know either.”
Li Xinyue, however, interjected, “There is one person who might have done it.”
“Who? Tell me quickly!”
“Ye Wushuang!”
“Ye Wushuang? Never heard of him!” Wang Teng was puzzled.
Li Xinheng raised his hand, using his spiritual energy as a guide to quickly sketch out Ye Wushuang’s appearance.
“Is it him?”
Wang Teng was astonished.
This guy was just the sickly-looking young man by Li Wenbo’s side!
“Have you seen him?” Li Xinheng and Li Xinyue immediately became anxious.
After some thought, they concluded that it was very likely Ye Wushuang who killed Li Qin. As Wang Teng had said, no one else had the strength to do so.
“I saw him with Li Wenbo. He looked sickly… I didn’t pay much attention…”
Sickly-looking?
Li Xinheng immediately said, “It looks like he’s lost a lot of vital energy, right?”
“Pretty much!”
Li Xinheng’s expression changed.
The Li Clan’s treasure, the Li Wangding, was known to devour people’s vital energy!
Putting all this together, it was very likely that Ye Wushuang had obtained the Li Wangding.
Li Xinheng quickly guessed that Li Qin must have discovered the Li Wangding and tried to subdue it, only to be ambushed by Ye Wushuang, who then killed him and took the Li Wangding.
But this young man probably didn’t know the wonders of the Li Wangding and might have lost too much vital energy in the process!
Although Li Xinheng knew Ye Wushuang was terrifyingly powerful, he instinctively felt that in a direct confrontation, Ye Wushuang couldn’t have killed Li Qin.
But at this moment, Wang Teng seemed to sense something.
“That’s not right. What do you know about this guy?” Wang Teng smiled and said, “Did this kid take the Li Wangding?”
Li Xinheng and Li Xinyue remained silent.
Seeing this, Wang Teng sneered, “Not willing to say? Li Xinheng, I could just… in front of you…”
“We don’t know!” Li Xinheng huffed, “We didn’t see it, but it’s very likely that this kid got the Li Wangding.”
Wang Teng shook his head, “What a pity, what a pity. He got away!”
“Alas, Li Qin is dead, actually killed by someone else…”
Muttering to himself, Wang Teng didn’t care about Li Xinheng, Li Xinyue, and the others. He simply retraced his steps and left the place.
The news of the Li Yun ancient tomb emerging in the mountain range quickly spread, and many people rushed to the site. However, half a month later, there was still no news about the Li Clan’s Li Wangding. Yet, many people did indeed obtain some valuable items from within the ancient tomb. The Hundred Nations Martial Contest continued, but half the time had already passed, leaving less than a month and a half remaining.
In a secluded valley within the tributary of the Youlong Mountain, Li Wenbo stood by the edge of a pond in the valley, brandishing his long sword with great care and meticulousness in every move. At the entrance of a cave, Chu Qingcheng sat cross-legged, quietly meditating.
It had been half a month since their encounter with Wang Teng. During this time, Ye Wushuang had remained unconscious, and Chu Qingcheng and Li Wenbo had stayed here to guard him. As the sun set and the valley grew dim, Li Wenbo said, “I’m going out to hunt some game.”
“Okay,” Chu Qingcheng nodded, got up, and walked into the cave to start a bonfire. After a while, with the fire crackling, Chu Qingcheng went to the stone bed inside the cave and looked at Ye Wushuang lying on the bedding. The young man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, yet he also had an air of gentle refinement.
Recalling that Ye Wushuang was still only close to seventeen years old, yet the things he had done in the capital over the past year were far beyond what one would expect from a young man. Chu Qingcheng hadn’t interacted much with Ye Wushuang; most of the time, she had been an observer, watching everything he had done in the capital over the past year. Now, as she gazed at Ye Wushuang like this, Chu Qingcheng couldn’t help but wonder. How did this young man manage to be so resilient?
“Is the view nice?”
A voice suddenly rang out, causing Chu Qingcheng’s cheeks to flush red as she quickly got up.
