A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 154: Clear My Name!

The Happy Young Man focused intently on sensing the flow of qi within the other party’s Purple Mansion, not even daring to breathe loudly—let alone act rashly.

Simply because the other party was too dangerous.

If it had been any ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivator, they would’ve already been in his grasp, easily possessed.

But now, facing someone this cunning...

Even with his heart full of unwillingness and urgency, the Happy Young Man didn’t dare act recklessly.

He thought to himself, “Better to stay still for now, wait patiently for the best opportunity.

Once I recover some of my strength, I’ll find the perfect moment to complete my possession plan in one move!”

Just as the Happy Young Man was scheming in his mind—

Suddenly, a strange sensation surged up without warning.

He was shocked to sense what felt like a fine, ice-cold silver needle coming from the void above, piercing toward his head at lightning speed.

Before he could react, the mysterious silver needle had already struck his crown chakra dead-on.

In an instant, a searing pain shot through his entire body, making the Happy Young Man tremble uncontrollably.

But this was only the beginning. As the first needle embedded itself—

Countless more silver needles rained down like a torrential storm, covering the sky as they descended on him.

In a blink, numerous silver needles pierced into every vital point in the Happy Young Man’s body, locking down all his thoughts and consciousness.

He was completely immobilized, like a sculpture frozen by a binding spell, unable to move an inch.

He’d been played!

He really had fallen into someone’s trap.

No—his main body had to be informed of this!

Someone in Central State had discovered his presence—it was Mount Shushan!!

"............"

"I’ve sealed his divine soul with the Soul-Devouring Silver Needles. As long as you nurture it with a secret technique for forty-nine days, the Nascent Soul’s consciousness will fully dissipate and then it’ll be yours to use!"

Zhang Wenxuan instructed.

Li Xuanxiao nodded, "Thank you, Senior. I understand."

"No need to thank me—helping you is helping myself!"

"Will Liu Qiushui find out?" Li Xuanxiao asked worriedly.

"She won’t."

"When I recover and leave this place, what will you do, Divine Doctor?"

Zhang Wenxuan waved his hand, motioning for Li Xuanxiao not to worry.

"I’ll find somewhere to hide. Don’t worry—Liu Qiushui won’t find me. I’ll tell you where I’m hiding and wait for your good news."

Li Xuanxiao nodded.

"..........."

Forty-nine days wasn’t long, but it wasn’t short either.

During that time, Li Xuanxiao studied the Poison Scripture with Zhang Wenxuan.

Li Xuanxiao shared his copy of the Poison Scripture with Zhang Wenxuan.

Medicine and poison go hand in hand.

Zhang Wenxuan’s understanding of poison was no less than Li Xuanxiao’s—possibly even stronger in some areas.

He was a long-renowned senior, after all.

In the hands of Li Xuanxiao and Zhang Wenxuan, the Poison Scripture took on two entirely different interpretations.

The town was scenic and pleasant.

Each day, after studying the Poison Scripture, the two would sit and discuss the Dao.

When they felt tired, they’d walk around the town.

Sometimes, such days didn’t seem so bad.

Seeing Li Xuanxiao’s satisfied expression, Zhang Wenxuan couldn’t help but nod.

Zhang Wenxuan was well-respected in town.

Most people there had received his help. Seeing him with a young man, they assumed he was his son. freёwebnoѵel.com

So, whatever Li Xuanxiao did in town, no one would take his money.

Everyone said the same thing—they owed Zhang Wenxuan their life.

Li Xuanxiao didn’t argue, and simply enjoyed the kindness.

Until the forty-eighth day, when only one day remained—

Liu Qiushui returned.

From the looks of it, things hadn’t gone well this time.

It seemed she’d really been hurt emotionally.

One day, Li Xuanxiao overheard her mumbling to herself.

"Sometimes I really feel tired... maybe staying here with Li Xuanxiao forever wouldn’t be so bad."

Though Liu Qiushui was mostly being self-deprecating, it still startled Li Xuanxiao.

So he coached Zhang Wenxuan on what to say and had him subtly remind Liu Qiushui—

Reviving Asura Hall is a long road ahead!!

Don’t forget the old emperor of Daxia who plotted against you.

Even if you’re thinking about retirement, at least take out that emperor first.

Luckily, someone like Liu Qiushui wasn’t one to give up easily.

Before long, she left again.

Only this time, she left behind two Asura Hall followers.

Both were Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators.

Li Xuanxiao and Zhang Wenxuan exchanged glances.

Unsure whether Liu Qiushui had sensed something off—or if it was just precaution.

"Don’t worry," Zhang Wenxuan said, "I may not be good at combat techniques, but dealing with two Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators is no problem. A little poison will do the trick—quiet and clean."

Li Xuanxiao nodded.

By now, he could already sense that the Nascent Soul within his Purple Mansion was under his control.

So... did that mean he was at the Nascent Soul Stage now?

Kinda~

Li Xuanxiao thought.

Yes and no—he still needed time to fully process it.

That night, Zhang Wenxuan knocked out the two Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators.

He didn’t kill them, worried Liu Qiushui would sense their deaths.

So he just drugged them unconscious for a few months.

Li Xuanxiao cupped his hands and said, "Rest assured, Senior. When I return, I’ll explain everything to my master.

I’ll make sure your name is cleared!"

Zhang Wenxuan hesitated, as if thousands of words were stuck in his throat.

Finally, he squeezed out one line: "Travel safely!!"

A lifetime of wrongful accusation—his entire hope now rested on this one person.

Of course Zhang Wenxuan was emotional.

He dropped to his knees, about to kowtow to Li Xuanxiao.

Li Xuanxiao rushed to stop him, "Senior, you mustn’t!"

Zhang Wenxuan insisted, "I must bow—whether this succeeds or not! You are my lifesaver. I’ll remember this favor for life."

"Please don’t say that, Senior. Wrongs will be righted, and mistakes have a way back."

Zhang Wenxuan nodded, eyes brimming with tears, and solemnly said:

"Thank you!!"

"To be honest, during those days of being hunted, I hated the world—and I hated Mount Shushan even more.

They couldn’t tell right from wrong. I figured even if I had evidence, Mount Shushan would still protect their own for the sake of appearances.

Now I see I was dead wrong. Mount Shushan disciples are open-hearted and fair. I respect that!"

Li Xuanxiao cupped his hands again, "Farewell!"