Chapter 172 - Tuo Kus Hypothesis (1/2)

Wham!

The spinning fan returned to Zhou Donghuang’s outstretched hand, trailing fresh blood. It folded itself after it had finished its mission. The young man dressed in white looked exactly like an impeccably-featured student holding a fan.

From the time that Liu Xuanyu had materialized to his being killed by Zhou Donghuang was only a period of around ten breaths. In that time, no one had entered the alley.

Only after Zhou Donghuang had removed the space ring from Liu Xuanyu’s finger and departed did anyone enter the alley to discover the corpses lying within.

The death of Liu Xuanyu, a middle Primal-Core-stage adept and the seventeenth elder of the Divine Light sect, naturally caused a huge ruckus. “Why would Seventeenth Elder die in this small alley?”

In the black market, Tuo Ku, the third elder of Divine Light sect, was furious. Just that morning, he had helped the Divine Light sect buy the formula for a Qi-gathering elixir that could heighten the senses twenty times. It had been a cause for celebration; he did not expect by the time Alchemist Xu had brought the formula back, their seventeenth elder Liu Xuanyu would have died in this way.

“Search! Thoroughly!” As the third elder of the Divine Light sect and the manager of the black market, Tuo Ku’s order easily elicited the information he needed: some disciples of the black market informed him that Liu Xuanyu’s trusty aide had already begun investigating the appearance of new faces in the black market.

“What’s wrong?” Tuo Ku stared furiously at the old man who stood bowed in front of him with his head down and his body quivering. Tuo Ku’s voice was unbelievably serious. “Don’t tell me you don’t know!”

“Third Elder …” answered the old man. Now that Liu Xuanyu had died, and being pressured by the third elder of the Divine Light sect, the old man did not dare hide, and hurriedly told Tuo Ku the full story of what had happened.

“Half a year ago, there was a middle-aged man who sold us the Qi-gathering elixir formula at the price of a thousand spirit stones. With the middle-aged man was a young man who the Yang family claims is an early Primal-Core-stage adept.”

Hearing this, Tuo Ku easily linked that young man to the man in black who had just sold them another type of Qi-gathering elixir formula that very morning. That man in black had a very light voice and was also an early Primal-Core-stage adept.

“Go to the Yang family and call the old chief, Yang Qi, here.”

Soon the old Yang chief, Yang Qi, was brought by the old man to the black market to meet Tuo Ku. “Yang Qi of the Yang family greets Third Elder!” Yang Qi greeted him respectfully with a bow.

“He should have told you about what happened. The young man who went to your family with a middle-aged man: are you sure he is an early Primal Core adept?” Tuo Ku asked directly as he glared at Yang Qi.

“Yes,” nodded Yang Qi hurriedly. “He used his inner Yuan to float a piece of paper over to me. The inner Yuan that surrounded the piece of paper was as faint as fog and must have been that of an early Primal Core adept.”

“You should know the consequences of lying to me.” Tuo Ku’s voice turned stone cold.

With a loud sound, Yang Qi dropped to his knees in fright. He said nervously, “Third Elder, why would I dare to lie to you? I swear to God that if I lie to you, I will die a terrible death!”

“One last chance,” said Tuo Ku flatly. “If you dare to lie to me, from today on throughout the Shenguang empire and even the entire Ziyun planet, a Yang family will no longer exist!”

“Third Elder, I am really not lying to you.” Hearing Tuo Ku threaten his family, Yang Qi could do nothing but smile bitterly, both speechless and indignant.

Seeing this, Tuo Ku then believed his words. “That middle-aged man was also an early Primal Core adept?”

“Yes,” nodded Yang Qi. “When they came to our Yang family, the middle-aged man first killed my son. Who knows who shared the false story that the man was just a late Connate-stage adept, the news that caused me to lose my son and harm my family!” As he spoke, Yang Qi’s voice was filled with hatred. Of course, he did not hate the Primal Core adept who had killed his son, because he knew that was useless. He hated the person who had spread the false information.