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Chapter 489: Li Qinghong of Qingdu (II)
Chapter 489: Li Qinghong of Qingdu (II)
Li Ximing returned to the courtyard and opened the lid of the blackened furnace, revealing the medicinal liquid inside. It was crystal clear, slightly gray, and somewhat sticky.
"Phew! It's still alright!"
The process was quick, and the elixir in the furnace had not yet solidified enough to ruin this batch—proof of Li Ximing's high talent and the teachings of Xiao Yuansi. Since returning home, he had yet to spoil a single batch of elixir.
After completely refining the pills, six emerged successfully from the furnace. Li Ximing stored them in a jade bottle when he was suddenly interrupted by two knocks at the door.
Li Ximing frowned slightly as the door creaked open and a person entered, respectfully announcing, "My lord, there's a female cultivator outside who was sent by the family head. She is seeking guidance."
"Seeking guidance...?" Li Ximing echoed. Despite being a bit startled, he commanded softly, "Bring her over."
The attendant retreated, and soon after, a woman entered the courtyard.
This woman appeared no older than twenty, with a graceful posture and fair skin, and was dressed in a green gown. With an innocent blink of her eyes, she bowed and said, "Meng greets Senior."
Li Ximing regarded her quietly and replied softly, "Ah, so you're from the Meng Family."
Meng Zhuoyun, sensing Li Ximing's slightly inappropriate gaze, maintained her respectful demeanor and explained, "I was ordered to seek Senior's guidance on the dao of alchemy... The family head has approved this arrangement."
"Good," Li Ximing replied, observing her with an intrigued expression before instructing, "Call forth your core flame so I can examine it."
His conversation with Li Yuanjiao had just concluded when Meng Zhuoyun arrived, arousing his suspicion.
Unsure and a bit cautious, Li Ximing thought to himself, Could it be that the Meng Family is ready to join our family, using this woman's charms as a tactic? She's close to breaking through to the Qi Cultivation Realm... She could be quite beneficial to my cultivation.
Meng Zhuoyun was a beauty with soft skin and fine features. It was no surprise that Li Ximing had no immunity against her. While he shared the secrets of alchemy, his mind was preoccupied with something else.
Meng Zhuoyun was no longer a naive girl; her sharp mind was already at work.
This Li Ximing seems different from the rest of the Li Family. I've heard he's quite taken with beauty... If I can endear myself to him, perhaps I could secure a better position within the Li Family.
Both harboring their own motives, they exchanged glances that were filled with unspoken intentions, their voices softening as they spoke.
Chen Mufeng, who was standing nearby, called out, "I'd advise you to think carefully before you act, Senior!"
The burly man halted abruptly. Though anxious, he was rational. With a stern look, he gritted his teeth and demanded, "Then bring out the flower, quickly!"
Li Xicheng was equally nervous as he commanded, "Go to Qingdu and summon the old ancestor immediately!"
As soon as he had finished speaking, thunder rolled, echoing across the heavens and earth, drowning out the rest of his voice with its resonant boom.
Rumble!
Dark clouds amassed from the south, accompanied by thunder that had been suppressed throughout the long winter. As the first thunderclap of spring reverberated, a brilliant purple light surged forward from the south.
"Fellow Daoist, you seek favor yet act so imperiously... It seems you hold little regard for my family!"
From the south, a Foundation Establishment Realm female cultivator in jade armor arrived amidst the storm, her heroic presence commanding respect. Her fine eyebrows above her beautiful almond eyes knitted together, conveying her warning.
Her long black hair fluttered in the wind, accentuating her delicate ears. Strands of purple electricity flickered through her hair, casting silver-white halos that captivated everyone present, rendering them speechless.
Holding her silver-white lance upside down, Li Qinghong descended valiantly before them.
"Auntie!" Li Xicheng exclaimed joyously, overwhelmed with emotion. He was visibly excited and failed to contain his laughter.
Li Qinghong nodded slightly, her gaze softening as she looked at her family members. She stepped on the rolling thunder and lightning beneath her feet, closing the distance between them.
Behind her, Li Wushao stood in awe, bowing slightly as he respectfully retreated a step. His clothes seemed scorched and tattered, as if he had been beaten up not long ago.
The previously belligerent man was initially offended, yet when his gaze landed on her, he was struck by her stunning presence.
His confidence waned slightly as he asked in a softer tone, "And who might you be?"
Li Qinghong was dressed neatly, her appearance heroic and unadorned by makeup. The lively purple lightning around her lent an air of majesty and invincibility to her already commanding presence.
With dense purple electricity flickering in her eyes, she announced her name proudly.
"Li Qinghong from the Li Family of Qingdu."