Chapter 113: The Karma is Severed

Pei Yingyao’s beautiful face was cold, and her gaze lingered on Li Chang’an for a moment.

Her arrival.

Plunged the entire Yuelai Restaurant into a sudden silence.

Huang Feng, feeling uneasy, clung to a sliver of hope as he spoke respectfully.

"Junior Martial Uncle Pei, are you here to find Elder Wang?"

He simply couldn’t believe Li Chang’an could get Pei Yingyao to come.

Compared to that.

It was far more likely that Pei Yingyao was here to see Wang Fu’an.

But Pei Yingyao’s cold words, like a sharp sword, shattered his hope.

"I’m here for Li Chang’an."

Her beautiful eyes turned ice-cold as they fell upon the Immortal City Law Enforcers.

The men’s faces instantly went white. They all felt a terrifying Sword Intent that made their skin prickle with pain, as if they were about to be flayed alive!

Standing opposite them, Xu Fugui was dumbfounded.

He also couldn’t have imagined.

That the friend Li Chang’an had mentioned was actually the renowned Female Sword Immortal!

’My brother is truly amazing, to actually know this elder!’

Xu Fugui was shaken, filled with secret admiration.

’With her making a move, today’s troubles are over.’

’As long as Pei Yingyao is willing, she could clear his name even if Li Chang’an really were a Tribulation Cultivator!’

In the end.

The Cultivation Immortality Realm was a place where the strong were revered.

If you were strong enough, any rule would bend for you.

Rumor had it that even Huang He Master had a shady past, but who dared to bring it up now?

Now, whenever Huang He Master was mentioned, people were full of nothing but praise, calling him the conscience of Loose Cultivators and a responsible, great elder.

"Eldest Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, with Elder Pei taking action, this matter is simple now."

Xu Fugui secretly sent a Sound Transmission to his senior martial siblings.

At this moment.

Tang Suran and the others kept their heads down, not daring to reply.

This was because a Sound Transmission between Qi Refining Cultivators could easily be intercepted by a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator.

The shock they felt was in no way less than Xu Fugui’s.

Mo Chen, in particular, looked as if he had been struck by lightning, completely frozen.

He couldn’t believe that a simple scheme against a cultivator from some backwater place like Li Chang’an would actually draw out a disciple of Huang He Master.

And it was the highly respected Pei Yingyao, no less!

’Could this Li Chang’an be hiding his true identity?’

Beyond his shock, he was filled with terror.

’If Pei Yingyao decides to investigate thoroughly,’

’she’ll most likely uncover the conspiracy between me and Huang Feng to frame Li Chang’an.’

’When that happens,’

’I’ll be the one thrown into the Black Prison!’

After all, framing the friend of a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator was no different from courting death!

"Li Chang’an, tell me, what exactly is going on?"

Pei Yingyao’s tone was cold as she came to Li Chang’an’s side.

In truth.

The moment she saw Huang Feng and the other Immortal City Law Enforcers, she had already pieced together what was happening.

It was just another case of abusing authority to frame an ordinary cultivator.

She had seen this kind of thing many times.

"Elder, it’s like this..."

Li Chang’an cupped his hands and, holding nothing back, recounted the entire incident.

After he finished.

Pei Yingyao’s gaze turned frigid as she swept it over the two emaciated Tribulation Cultivators.

The two men’s faces were ashen. They trembled, their expressions a mask of terror and despair.

"A Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator..."

They had thought this would be a simple frame-up, that their target had no backing.

Who would have thought they would provoke someone at the Foundation Establishment stage?

Under this terrifying pressure, their minds were on the verge of collapse.

One of them couldn’t bear it any longer and immediately shouted, "Elder, this has nothing to do with me, I just..."

Before he could finish.

He suddenly let out a piercing scream, clutching his neck.

His face twisted in agony.

"I... I..."

His voice was raspy. He seemed to want to say more, but no words came out.

Pei Yingyao frowned slightly, flicking out a finger of Magical Power to instantly immobilize him.

She was about to examine his condition.

But just then.

Crimson blood suddenly poured from the man’s eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth. His blood-filled pupils reflected utter despair, and an instant later, he stopped breathing.

The other Tribulation Cultivator suffered the same fate, bleeding from all seven orifices before collapsing to the ground.

Dead!

Seeing this.

Nearly everyone present had the same thought.

They were silenced!

If Li Chang’an had truly been framed, it would be perfectly normal for the mastermind to silence the witnesses, fearing exposure.

Of course, there was another possibility.

That is...

Li Chang’an really was a Tribulation Cultivator!

It was just that Pei Yingyao had killed his two accomplices to protect him.

They could only speculate as to what truly happened; after all, no one dared to ask.

Then.

With a flick of her finger, Pei Yingyao sent out a sliver of Sword Qi, splitting one of the corpses open.

To everyone’s horror, they saw.

The inside of the corpse was swarming with densely packed, writhing Poisonous Insects!

"I see. The methods of the Five Poison Wanderer Lineage."

A trace of disgust flashed in Pei Yingyao’s eyes.

She immediately threw two Talismans, and a raging fire engulfed the two corpses.

As they burned, the faint, hissing screams of countless Poisonous Insects could be heard.

Afterwards.

Pei Yingyao turned to Huang Feng, the disgust in her eyes undiminished.

"Junior Martial Uncle Pei..."

Huang Feng’s body trembled as he forced a smile.

Anxious to distance himself from the matter, he braced himself and spoke.

"There is something strange about this. I believe an unseen hand was misleading me."

"Is that so?"

"It is..."

Huang Feng nodded repeatedly, his body bowed and his imposing presence rapidly diminishing.

He was like a completely different person from before.

"I think... perhaps Daoist Li is not a Tribulation Cultivator. It’s just that someone wants to frame him."

"Perhaps?"

Pei Yingyao’s icy voice rang in Huang Feng’s ear.

His heart skipped a beat. ’This is bad,’ he thought, realizing he had misspoken.

The next instant.

A tremendous force struck him.

With a loud BOOM, Huang Feng coughed up blood as he was sent flying out of the Yuelai Restaurant!

His expression was wretched and his chest was caved in. He lay on the street outside, his aura weakened to its absolute limit.

Pei Yingyao walked out of the restaurant, looking at him coldly.

"I said he is not a Tribulation Cultivator. That is not up for debate. Do you have a problem with that?"

"N-no... Junior Martial Uncle is right."

Huang Feng shook his head repeatedly, his voice weak and his mouth full of blood.

"Good. One more useless word out of you, and you’ll never speak again."

Pei Yingyao didn’t spare him another glance. Without returning to the restaurant, she turned and departed.

Inside the restaurant.

Li Chang’an received her Sound Transmission.

"Li Chang’an, the karmic tie between us is now severed. Don’t come bothering me again."

"Yes."

Li Chang’an replied respectfully.

The deterrent effect of Pei Yingyao’s intervention was more than enough.

This incident had helped him establish a firm foothold in the Immortal City.

From now on.

Everyone would know that a Foundation Establishment Powerhouse stood behind Li Chang’an.

At the very least, no cultivator below the Foundation Establishment stage would dare to openly target Li Chang’an again.

After all, that Female Sword Immortal was merciless.

In terms of seniority, Huang Feng was her martial nephew, yet she had still beaten him to within an inch of his life.

"Li Chang’an..."

Out on the street, Huang Feng seethed with resentment, his fists clenched tightly.