Xuanjian Immortal Clan

"Sir...this is...what is going on!"

Li Feiruo sat at the top and looked at the veterans below with a smile. These gray-haired veterans all had anxious faces and kept saying:

"We all worked hard to deal with Shenmu! How come they have captured all my clansmen now...this...it is really a misunderstanding to say that they are the remnants of Shenmu!"

Li Feiruo frowned, summoned the old ministers to come forward, and whispered:

"They all worked hard. Fei Ruo remembered it in her heart. She heard that several clan members had been kidnapped early in the morning, so she hurriedly asked the head of the family!"

Several veterans looked at each other and had no choice but to cup their hands and say:

"Thank you, sir! It's just the remnant of the Ichigo tree..."

Li Feiruo waved her hands, showing a helpless look, and explained:

"This matter is under the control of Young Master Jiao. He has a domineering and lawless temperament. Even the young head of the family is somewhat afraid of him, so naturally there is nothing he can do..."

"It just so happens that this master's mother is from the Mulu clan, and Mu Jiaoman is his uncle. Shemu killed his brother and his father, so Master Jiao naturally hated him to the core. He is also cruel and greedy. Your descendants will In his hands, the skin will peel off!"

As soon as this statement came out, the clan elders who came to ask for an explanation were all shocked. The younger ones were still anxious and didn't know what to do. Several old people had already looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to themselves:

"This is for extortion, to make a fortune for me, not for my life..."

Li Feiruo looked at it with a smile, and an old man with white hair stood up below. He was highly respected among the clans and had been in the officialdom for most of his life. He naturally knew what Concubine Li wanted. He coughed and slowly handed over his hand. road:

"Sir, the Shangzong sent righteous teachers to support the king. I, the Wutu family, once served the false king. Now I have abandoned the secret and turned to the light, but I am terrified. I am willing to donate more than 30 spiritual objects from the spiritual field under my rule. I don't ask for anything else. I beg you to serve the Lord, and I hope you can say a kind word in front of Master Jiao."

But this old guy was decisive, knowing that this spiritual field could not be saved, so he offered up all his spiritual fields in one breath, plus more than thirty kinds of spiritual objects, most of which were witchcraft and spiritual objects from the Fetal Breath Realm. Although the things are not as good as the magical tools and elixirs of immortal cultivators, they can supplement the expenses of the lower-level cultivators of the Li family.

"The old patriarch is righteous."

Li Feiruo nodded with satisfaction. These witchcraft and spiritual objects were accumulated by the clan for many years. Even if the clan has been entrenched here for many years, more than thirty pieces are considered a lot of blood. She glanced at the people below, and the heads of these clans interacted with each other. After taking a look, they all shouted:

"We are willing to donate twenty-five square meters of spiritual fields... fifteen spiritual objects..."

"My clan is willing to donate fifteen square meters of spiritual fields and twenty spiritual objects..."

After Li Feiruo listened to everything, she smiled and said:

"Everyone, please be patient. The concubines all know this. Please go back and wait for my news. I will beg for mercy from Master Jiao, and then I will reply to you all."

Seeing that Li Feiruo had already opened her mouth to drive people away, the few people had no choice but to hesitantly exit the door. When Li Feiruo saw that several people had left, they greeted the next person and ordered:

"Send people to follow up and pack up the spiritual belongings in the spiritual field. Account the ceded items of each family and make a list and send it to Master Jiao. He will have his own basis for killing people. Whichever family has fewer people will kill more, whichever family has more will release more. In less than three days, these old guys will naturally come looking for me again."

"yes."

The attendant at her side retreated after hearing the words. Li Feiruo picked up the brush in her hand with a smile, drew a circle on the cloth in front of her with some greed, and thought to herself:

"The feeling of having great power and overwhelming others with power is really intoxicating... I wonder if I can get an official position when I return to the town..."

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Mulu Town Palace.

When Mu Jiaoman built his palace, he built many prisons to imprison dissidents. As Mu Jiaoman's rule became more and more stable, the prisons became increasingly empty. Now that Sumo Li came to power, the prisons suddenly became fuller, and even the prisons where they were originally held were Three or five people were crammed into the cell for one person at a time. It was overcrowded and feces and urine flowed everywhere.

Li Yuanjiao raised the long whip in his hand and stepped on the blood-stained face at his feet. His expression was uncertain. He moved the long whip in his hand and made an explosion in the air. It hit the body of the person on his feet, causing great pain. He screamed, and Li Yuanjiao whispered:

"Say it again."

"Mu Jiaoman... is Jia Nixi's younger brother. The two of them... have the same father... and half-mothers. Jia Nixi's... mother was a slave... she escaped and gave birth to him in the forest..."

Li Yuanjiao was silent for a while, then whipped the man again and said in a deep voice:

"How many spiritual beings are there in the clan? How many spiritual fields are there? Don't hide it, you are not the only one in the Wutu clan."

"Villain... Villain is just a mortal... I really don't know!"

The man was shaking in pain and begged for mercy. Li Yuanjiao waved his hand and whipped him a few more times. The attendant on the side handed over a small letter. Li Yuanjiao glanced at it and sneered:

"You are a person who does all kinds of evil. It's not just a matter of physical pain, so you can't blame me."

After saying this, the cultivation level of the second level of Fetal Breath burst out. Without waiting for the man to beg for mercy, he blasted the man's head with a blow under the blessing of magic power. For a while, red and white things shot out and flowed all over the ground.

"Report to the young master. Your Excellency has sent you the roster."

Li Yuanjiao turned around to take the cloth, glanced at it from top to bottom, and knew something in his mind. He gave an order, and another clan soldier dragged someone out of the prison, crying for mercy. Li Yuanjiao then raised his whip and walked in front of the door. There was a sound of mana urging, shouting:

"Brother Jiao, wait a minute!"

Li Yuanjiao curled his lips, then saw Shao Moli entering in a hurry, and said with some embarrassment:

"Brother Jiao...I know you are resentful in your heart...but the people from these six major clans have close friendship with me, the Mulu clan. Can Brother Jiao give me some face..."

"It turns out to be Brother Mori."

Li Yuanjiao threw away the long whip in his hand and said with a smile:

"My eldest brother has newly ascended the throne, and there are still many matters to deal with in the country. Just leave such small things to me, why bother to make another trip."

Mori chuckled. After taking over, he indeed inherited the throne with great fanfare. However, the throne was handed over to him day by day with only some scattered trivial matters. None of the key matters could reach his hands. He was so uncomfortable that he was speechless. This time, the six major clans had given him enough gifts, and they also wanted to test Li Yuanjiao's tone and see when the Li family would leave.

Li Yuanjiao saw Mori smiling awkwardly and said nothing, and explained:

"I am here to eliminate dissidents and establish authority for the elder brother. Leave this matter to me. The younger brother has a sense of propriety..."

Shou Moli had already been favored by Li Yuanjiao, but now he was even more speechless. He could only sigh and asked softly:

"I wonder when Brother Jiao will return to Lijing Town? I can also arrange the time to fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

Li Yuanjiao laughed and whispered:

"If the six major clans cooperate, the remaining Shenmu gang can be eliminated in one month, and we will set off to return eastward. If the six major clans procrastinate and deal with me, it will take months and half a year!"

After hearing this, Momoli looked happy. Knowing that the Li family would leave after exploiting the six major clans, he had a plan in his heart and said repeatedly:

"I got it! I got it!"

Li Yuanjiao patted his shoulder and said warmly:

"I also know your brother's suffering, and Yuan Jiao is also acting under orders. It's really difficult for you to wait here. As long as these six major clans cooperate, I will write to the ancestors to return east as soon as possible and never stay in brother's territory. Stay!”

Mori couldn't wait to send the Li family away quickly. He didn't care about the interests of the six clans. He felt relieved for a moment, nodded gratefully, and said solemnly:

"Brother Yuanjiao is righteous, I will try my best to cooperate with you."