PFC Chapter 129 Demons cause chaos, Li's father is captured!
Chapter 129 Demons cause chaos, Li's father is captured!
"Thank God, there are still more good people than bad in the world."
Li Wudao inwardly cheered. Although he didn't know which force had destroyed the Great Qi Dynasty, it didn't matter.
In short, it's very gratifying!
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they all left to attend to their own business.
Li Wudao hummed a little tune, followed by a sullen green-haired tortoise, and swaggered toward the Xuantian Sect.
Outer gate.
Li Dabao and the others had already learned of the deaths of the Ruan father and son. Their gazes toward Li Wudao were filled with reverence and emotion, almost bringing tears to their eyes.
"Your Highness, you are so kind to us!"
"Given your status, why would you do this for us?"
"I can't say anymore, I feel like crying..."
Some of the people choked up.
They were merely outer disciples, lowly in status and with little influence. Even when bullied by inner disciples, they could only endure it silently.
Unexpectedly, Li Wudao went to such lengths for them, even making a bet with the young sect leader to fight a Martial King at the Martial Sect level.
Even at the risk of being crippled, he forcefully killed the Nguyen father and son in public!
With such a protective prince and such courageous clansmen, how could they not be moved and respectful?
It is no exaggeration to say that all the pain I had suffered before has been greatly reduced at this moment.
There was a sense of triumphant satisfaction in it.
Seeing the slightly reddened eyes of the group, Li Wudao was both amused and exasperated. "That's enough."
Li Dabao, oblivious to what was happening, cried even harder, "Your Highness, I..."
"........."
Li Wudao's lips twitched slightly, and he glared at the chubby boy. "Stop! Stop crying! You're getting snot bubbles on my clothes!"
The crowd burst into laughter, which greatly eased the oppressive atmosphere.
"Oh, right, Your Highness, I forgot to mention last time that the Prince sent you a letter some time ago."
Li Xiaoyu wiped her reddened eyes and took out a bulging letter from inside the house.
Li Wudao paused for a moment, then took the letter and opened it.
What came into view was a stack of silver notes, all in denominations of one thousand taels, totaling twenty notes.
In addition, there was a letter inside.
"My dear son, I recently visited your mother's grave... How have you been at the Xuan Tian Sect? Have you been bullied? If you need more money, just ask me again..."
"If things don't go well for you, you can always return to the Prince's Palace and live the rest of your life as a carefree prince."
The letter contained little content, mostly everyday trivia, but Li Wudao could sense the deep affection his adoptive father had for him between the lines.
After reading it, Li Wudao felt a warmth in his heart and subconsciously clenched the letter.
Li Jing was a good father.
Moreover, in the original owner's memory, his mother, Wang, died of illness when he was young. After that, Li Jing was all alone, devoted himself to official duties, and never married.
In such times, he is a rare find and can be considered a good husband.
"Compared to this, I'm a rather incompetent son..."
Li Wudao came to his senses and shook his head with a wry smile.
I'll take some time soon to go back and visit them.
After all, no matter what, Li Jing was his father.
.........
The next day, just as dawn was breaking.
"Clang!"
Li Wudao was half asleep when he suddenly heard a series of urgent bell ringing, which kept him awake.
He burst out of the door with a mess of hair and a grumpy expression, muttering curses:
"Damn it, which bastard is ringing the bell so early in the morning? I'm going to complain about this disturbance!"
Immediately, he wanted to ask Xia Gucheng what was going on, but after searching around, he couldn't find a single ghost.
"Where has that old man gone again? He's always wandering around aimlessly, doesn't he get tired of it...?"
Li Wudao inwardly grumbled, already used to it.
"Ok?"
Just then, he suddenly noticed something and took out his identity token, which was flashing with light.
[All true disciples of the sect, come to the main hall immediately.]
A line of information came to mind.
"Has something happened?"
Li Wudao touched his chin, vaguely realizing something.
Without delay, he quickly washed up and headed towards the council hall.
When he arrived, the main hall was already filled with true disciples.
At a glance, there were at least seven or eight hundred people, each with a heroic bearing and an extraordinary aura, all of whom were rare geniuses in the world.
The profound foundation of a first-rate sect can be seen from this.
"Brother, do you know what happened?"
Li Wudao caught a senior disciple and chatted with him with a smile.
"I don't know."
The disciple shook his head, his tone somewhat grave: "However, as far as I know, whenever the Xuan Tian Bell is rung, misfortune is sure to follow!"
"Disaster?"
Li Wudao blinked, as if he wanted to ask something else.
Just then, Murong Yan and several peak masters arrived, their brows furrowed in a serious expression.
"Now that almost everyone has arrived, I'll cut to the chase."
Murong Yan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hall, looking solemnly at the disciples, and said, "A secret agent reports that within the territories under the Xuan Tian Sect's jurisdiction, in the border regions of several dynasties, there are suspected signs of demonic rebellion, and several forces have already been annihilated..."
"Now the people are filled with fear and resentment is rising. The sect needs you to go to various forces to investigate, wipe out the remnants of the demon race, and restore the prestige of our human race!"
After he finished speaking, the many disciples had different expressions and began to discuss among themselves.
"The demon race disappeared for thousands of years, how did they suddenly reappear?"
"There must be some ulterior motive behind this!"
"To hell with it! Back then, the demons fed on our human race, killing trillions of our people. Now it's time to pay the price!"
"That's right, slaughter all the demons! Leave no one alive!"
The disciples were in high spirits, their eyes filled with hatred, rubbing their hands together in anticipation, and not one of them backed down.
"Good, this is the demeanor a true disciple should have!"
Seeing everyone's reaction, Murong Yan nodded in satisfaction, then said in a deep voice:
"Exterminating the demon race is the mission of the True Disciples of the Sequence. Your main responsibilities are reconnaissance and support. If you encounter anything impossible, do not act rashly; contact the True Disciples of the Sequence immediately..."
After saying this, several elders stepped forward with paper and pens to record the names of the disciples who went to various factions, so that they could be rewarded according to their merits after the event.
After registering his name and destination, Li Wudao's expression was somewhat strange.
Coincidentally, among the several dynasties suspected of being wreaked havoc by demons was the Great Yu Dynasty, which he belonged to.
It seems I have no choice but to go back.
Thinking of this, he shrugged. This was good too; he could complete the mission while also visiting his family, killing two birds with one stone.
"Senior Brother Li, how will we meet up then?"
Nearly a hundred disciples looked at the young man with restrained expressions and some reverence.
In this operation, each team was led by a master of the lineage.
Having already learned of Li Wudao's identity and deeds, they naturally dared not be negligent.
Li Wudao thought for a moment and casually said, "Let's meet in the capital of Dayu. I'll contact you then."
.........
Shen Mingchu.
A servant carefully served tea and said, "Young Master, the Second Prince of Great Yu sent a letter yesterday, asking when you would have time to meet?"
Shen Ming took a sip of tea expressionlessly and said calmly, "Tell him I'm busy lately."
"Yes."
The attendants agreed without the slightest surprise.
It was as natural as if Shen Ming were to refuse an invitation from a prince.
.........
In front of the Xuantian Sect gate.
Jiang Churan, dressed in flowing white robes, possessed an ethereal grace, like a fairy stepping out of a painting. As she gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, the scene gained an even more refined and otherworldly beauty.
However, Li Wudao had no time to appreciate such a beauty.
Instead, she said somewhat sourly, "The sect leader is too biased. You are also a true disciple, so why don't you have to carry out missions?"
"You killed Ruan Liangcai in the sect, and instead of having your cultivation crippled, you were only fined and forced to perform missions. Aren't you satisfied?"
Jiang Churan glanced at him speechlessly.
"That's true."
Li Wudao stroked his chin, realizing that his value was enough to attract the sect's attention.
Jiang Churan's long eyelashes framed her face as she parted her pink lips slightly, "Be careful in everything. If you encounter any trouble you can't handle, you can come to me."
At this point, she paused slightly and said in a solemn voice, "If I can't solve it, I can go to the Master."
The implication is that there's nothing she can't handle within the Xuantian Sect's jurisdiction!
"it is good."
Li Wudao paused for a moment, then nodded with a grin, before swaying and walking down the mountain.
"With such a stunning beauty worrying about you, you're quite the lucky guy!"
Before long, a dark figure darted out from behind, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The green-haired turtle tilted its dark neck back, its bright eyes looking at the boy with amusement.
"Don't talk nonsense. Xiao Jiang and I are best friends, our relationship is purer than a blank sheet of paper."
Li Wudao glared at it, then his lips twitched slightly. "Didn't I tell you to stay on Misty Peak? Who told you to run away on your own?"
"Stay here my ass! There's not a soul in sight on the entire mountain. I can't stand here for even a day."
The green-haired turtle grunted, its displeasure visibly evident.
Having slept in the Sword Ruins for ten thousand years, how could it be content to stay in one place now? It was determined to go out and take a look.
"Forget it, it's up to you."
Li Wudao shook his head and instructed, "But you have to listen to me, and whatever you do, don't cause trouble, understand?"
"Do I look like the kind of person who causes trouble?"
The green-haired turtle retorted.
Li Wudao curled his lip, "It's not just similar, it is."
"Damn it, can't you talk properly? You think you're all that, waiting three days before you start climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles?!"
The green-haired turtle leaped up on all fours and bit the boy's calf.
"......"
Ten days later.
The man and the tortoise returned to Lin Yuan City.
In front of the Prince's Mansion.
Li Wudao suddenly felt a sense of trepidation as he approached his hometown, and hesitated to knock on the door, feeling inexplicably uneasy.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally knocked on the door.
"Squeak-"
The butler opened the door. When he saw the boy's face, he was stunned at first, then his face showed sorrow, and he forced a smile and said, "Young Master, you're back."
Li Wudao felt something was off and casually asked, "Uncle Wu, nothing happened at home while I was away, right?"
"By the way, where is my father? Is he home?"
Upon hearing this, Uncle Wu visibly stiffened, his face instantly falling as he stammered, "Your Highness, the Prince... he was arrested by the imperial court three days ago."
"what?!"
Li Wudao's expression was stern, and his breathing was somewhat rapid: "What crime has Father committed? On what grounds has the court arrested him?"
"It is said that the Prince is colluding with the demons and plotting a rebellion."
Uncle Wu sighed, finding it somewhat laughable, and said, "This old servant follows the Prince every day and knows his temperament all too well."
"The Prince has devoted himself to the people's cause over the years, working tirelessly day and night. He would never rebel, much less collude with the demons!"