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"Experience?"

Yun Yi was slightly taken aback. "At this critical juncture, you still want to run away?"

Cui Yi smiled faintly: "It is precisely because we are in the eye of the storm that we must run even faster."

"The Great Yan Dynasty hates me to the bone right now. If I keep hiding in the Blood Robe Sect, I'm afraid I'll bring trouble to the sect."

"Although the Blood Robe Sect is strong, it is impossible for them to fight the entire Great Yan Dynasty to the death for the sake of a Foundation Establishment disciple like me."

After listening, Yun Yi nodded thoughtfully.

That's true. Cui Yi has made too much of a fuss this time. Although the Blood Robe Sect is a major sect of the demonic path and is not afraid of the imperial court, it is impossible for them to start a full-scale war over a single disciple.

If Cui Yi stays hidden in the gate for too long, it will inevitably give people something to talk about, and the court will have an excuse to target the Blood Robe Gate.

"That's fine, let's go out and lay low for a while, and talk about it again when things calm down."

As Yun Yi was speaking, he suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, just in case, I'll give you a few more communication tokens, so that next time we can't be contacted because you've gone too far away like before."

Cui Yi nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Yun."

As Yun Yi spoke, he reached for his storage ring.

Cui Yi originally thought that the so-called "few yuan" would be at most three to five yuan.

However, the next moment, his eyelids twitched violently.

Yun Yi then began pulling things out of his storage ring.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

In the blink of an eye, a small pile had formed on the stone table in front of Cui Yi.

Yun Yi's hand was still reaching out, his movements so practiced it was as if he were reaching for a pile of worthless stones rather than a token.

Thirty yuan, forty yuan, fifty yuan...

The small pile in front of Cui Yi has now turned into a small mountain.

That hill is still growing and expanding at a visible rate.

"Fellow Daoist Yun...?"

Cui Yi finally couldn't help but speak up.

Yun Yi paused in his actions, looked up, and gave a slightly embarrassed but polite smile:

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Cui is joking."

"I was so worried when I couldn't reach you last time."

As he spoke, his hands continued to pull out tokens without stopping.

"So I figured I should prepare a few extra, just in case we can't get in touch next time."

"These tokens were custom-made by me, and their communication range is much stronger than the previous one."

"You can receive messages even if you're in the far north!"

"Of course, the signal gets worse the farther away you are, but at least it can still transmit, so you won't be completely out of contact!"

Cui Yi looked at the mountain of tokens in front of him, his lips twitching slightly.

This Yun Yi...

How afraid are they of not being able to contact themselves?

He roughly counted them and there were at least fifty or sixty of them. Just making these communication tokens would cost a lot of spirit stones. If you include the spirit-locking array you prepared, the cost would be considerable.

This time, the prince behind Yunyi also gave him a lot of face.

Cui Yi raised his hand and waved it, storing the entire mountain of tokens in front of him into the storage space of the Floating Pagoda.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, you are very kind. By the way, please tell that prince that I will remember this favor today."

Yun Yi grinned: "No problem, no problem, it's good that Fellow Daoist Cui is safe and sound."

"If you need any help in the future, feel free to contact me using these tokens. If I'm not available, I'll leave you a message."

Cui Yi nodded: "It's getting late, I should take my leave now. Take care, Fellow Daoist Yun."

"Take care of yourself!"

Yun Yi clasped his hands in a fist salute, "I look forward to meeting you again, Fellow Daoist Cui, by then you will have successfully formed your core!"

Cui Yi smiled slightly and said nothing more.

With a sway of his body, he stepped on the slow and steady footsteps and transformed into a streak of light, soaring towards the horizon.

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......

at the same time.

The news of the destruction of the Cui clan's Golden Core Ancestor spread like wildfire throughout the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"Have you heard? The Cui family patriarch has been murdered!"

"I've not only heard about it! I saw it with my own eyes! That old ancestor died on the spot, without even a chance to resist!"

"Hiss—that was a powerful expert at the Golden Core stage! And he's dead just like that?"

"He's completely dead; his body was taken away, not even a proper corpse was left behind!"

"The Cui family is probably doomed this time."

Just as the rumors predicted, the collapse of the Cui clan came faster than anyone imagined.

The day after Cui Yuanhua's death, the Xie family, one of the four great families, took over the three commercial streets in the most prosperous area of ​​the Cui family.

The shopkeepers and clerks were all old members of the Cui family. They wanted to argue their case, but when they realized that no one would stand up for them, they swallowed their words.

Having learned from the Xie family's experience, on the third day, the Liu family, together with the Yun family, forcibly occupied the several mid-grade spiritual vein mines on which the Cui family depended for survival, under the guise of joint development.

The clan elder sent by Cui Zhenshan to negotiate was forcibly removed from the mine by the guards of both families before he could even enter.

On the fourth day, even more distant aristocratic families also took action upon hearing the news.

Those forces that had previously married into the Cui family, or even just cooperated with them, all sent envoys with various contracts and promissory notes to visit Cui Zhenshan.

"Clan Chief Cui, this is a cooperation agreement signed between the nobles and us thirty years ago, stipulating that the profits from the spiritual veins would be split 50/50."

"But over the years, the nobles have only given us 30%. Shouldn't we settle this score?"

"Clan Chief Cui, when the nobles built this manor, they borrowed a batch of high-grade spirit stones from us. They agreed to repay them in ten years, but now twenty years have passed. Shouldn't we settle the principal and interest?"

"Clan Chief Cui..."

Cui Zhenshan sat in the main seat of the empty main hall, with various so-called evidence piled up in front of him.

Each document was stamped with a bright red seal, and each document was filled with densely packed clauses.

Three months ago, no one dared to bring these things to our door.

Now, they've all come.

Cui Zhenshan didn't speak; he didn't even look at the greedy, excited faces of the creditors.

There are too many uncertainties surrounding clans nowadays, but the one thing that is certain is—

The Cui clan is utterly finished!

......

......

The Great Yan Imperial Palace.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

"The Demon Suppression Division! My Demon Suppression Division! The three Golden-Insignia Stewards can't even capture a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator?!"

Song Ziwei knelt at the very front, his expression calm and composed, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I did intend to intervene, but the Cui family manor was shrouded in a trapping formation. Despite our combined efforts, we were unable to break through it."

"Once the formation dissipated, Cui Yi had already fled and his whereabouts were unknown."

"Trapped in a formation?!"

The emperor sneered, "What kind of trapping formation could possibly stop you, Song Ziwei?!"

Song Ziwei remained silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Your Majesty, the formation is of extremely high grade and meticulously arranged, clearly indicating that it was premeditated."

"Since the Blood-Clad Sect has shown no signs of activity in the Great Yan in recent years, there is only one possibility."

"I suspect that there is another force in the court supporting Cui Yi."