Qiao Mu moved through the darkness, his figure turning into a faint shadow. With a thought, the Ouroboros Long Life Lock in his mind emitted a faint light, and a message appeared in his mind. Death Assessment for this time: B- (helping others to escape, even a tiny ant’s efforts are meaningful) Lifespan consumed by death: 10 years (5 * 2) Remaining revival chances this week: 3 out of 5 Current age: 103 years old So, in Qiao Mu’s opinion, either he had to learn archery or hidden weapons, increase his speed, or master the technique of projecting force from a distance, like the Void Break Finger… And then, his dream came true. After ten years of hard practice, he became proficient in using the “Fragmented Virtual Finger” technique. “Thank you, Sister Dao Xu, for the ten years of cultivation you have given me. If we have the chance to meet again, I will definitely give you an early passage to the Western Heavenly Realm.” As for the Qi and Blood section, it decreased from 66% to 46%… This thing, ever since it appeared, has been as unpredictable as the weather forecast. Qiao Mu didn’t even bother to look at it. Due to the continuous practice of the “Xumi Mountain King Sutra,” Qiao Mu didn’t feel any signs of decline in his Qi and Blood. That was enough for him. Instead of caring about these cultivation techniques, loyal and righteous Qiao Mu was more concerned about his dear friends. Qiao Mu estimated that even if he used up the remaining four chances of resurrection, it might not guarantee victory in battle against Dao Xu. It would be meaningless to waste his life on her. If he couldn’t cure immortals, how could he cure ordinary people… Before he died, Qiao Mu took a good look at the outstanding individuals among the onlookers. Including the slanderous married woman, the heroic Dragon Claw hero Hu Han, and… the suspected mastermind, the wealthy tycoon from the Imperial Capital, Wan Ronghua. Qiao Mu leaped into the air and disappeared into the darkness of the night. Now, he has perfected his skills as a thief, mastering the art of sneaking and hiding. He is ready to uncover the whereabouts of these people and follow them to their homes. “Qiao Shuanglin, is he also dead?” Inside the Hai family’s mansion, Hai Wuya listened to Fang Yuan’s story. Suddenly, Hai Wuya’s old eyes lost focus, looking empty. Hai Wuya’s eyes filled with sadness. He had specifically warned Qiao Shuanglin to keep a low profile and avoid attracting the attention of the hidden enemies. But why didn’t Qiao Shuanglin listen… With his advanced training in the Xumi Mountain King Sutra, even if he got involved in the fight between Dao Zhen and Dao Xu, he could still stand his ground. But why… “There are always foolish people who dare to challenge the authority of Immortal Gate…” he sighed softly, memories from the past resurfacing. In the time of the previous emperor, among the scholars and military officers, there were many people who sacrificed their lives for the country. But when these people died one by one, were imprisoned, or retired, the court of Great Yan became quiet. “First it was Qiao Zhong, then Qiao Shuanglin… No, it’s not just the two of them.” Hai Wuya knew that before Qiao Zhong, there were many other Qiao’s families who fought bravely like them. Qiao Shuanglin won’t be the first, and certainly won’t be the last. If Qiao Shuanglin dies, then according to the Qiao’s family’s tradition of avenging their blood relatives, there might already be a stronger Qiao’s family on their way to the Imperial Capital, right? “Master, I have brought the person.” The old butler of Hai family’s mansion pushed the door open, and with him came two or three commoners dressed in ordinary clothes. Among them were farmers who went to the market today, as well as merchants who lived on Market Street. There was even one of Hai family’s mansion’s servants who happened to be buying vegetables at Market Street. This incident happened in a bustling market like Market Street, and there were thousands of eyewitnesses, including those who lost their homes or lives as a result. Although the response from the court was not slow, it is naturally difficult to silence the thousands of people’s voices. Fang Yuan’s judgment was not wrong, he came to Hai family’s mansion for the right reason. Hai Wuya is one of the few who is willing to risk and investigate the truth, and he indeed holds enough power as a high-ranking official in the Imperial Capital to uncover the truth. From the accounts of these few witnesses, Hai Wuya was able to piece together about seventy to eighty percent of the truth… “Fang Yuan, you can rest assured. I will handle this matter myself,” Hai Wuya said as he stood up and sighed.