Establishing a Clan in the Eastern Wilderness: A Daily Divination, Cultivating Longevity in a Grotto

"Changfeng! Shut up!" Du Liuniang shouted sternly.

"Why should I shut up?" Du Changfeng whirled around, pointing at Du Liuniang, his eyes blazing with fury. "Clan leader, I'm asking you—did you already know that the Li family had a peak-tier first-order spirit pet?"

Du Liuniang's face turned pale.

Seeing her like this, Du Changfeng became even more certain of his guess and sneered:

"Good, you've been in cahoots all along! You hid in the temple, set up the formation, and sent us out as bait to lure the evil spirits in! So you could reap the benefits!"

He pointed to his sixth brother's corpse on the ground, his voice hoarse:

"Sixth Brother is dead, and you got Soul Crystals, Merit Points, and even won the competition! What a clever scheme, a truly clever scheme!"

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Du Liuniang trembled with anger.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Du Changfeng's voice suddenly rose. "It's clearly you who's afraid I'll take your position as clan leader, so you're colluding with the Li family to use someone else to do your dirty work!"

The deceased clansmen were from the eldest branch of Du Changfeng's family.

Du Liuniang was so angry that she couldn't speak. She stared at Du Changfeng with red eyes.

Li Changsheng listened in silence the whole time.

Sensing its master's emotions, the crimson feathers on his shoulder abandoned their lazy posture, their hawk-like eyes coldly fixed on Du Changfeng, their feathers slightly bristling.

Li Changsheng finally spoke.

"Are you done talking?"

Du Changfeng was momentarily speechless, then stiffened his neck and said, "What, did I hit the nail on the head? Feeling guilty now?"

Li Changsheng didn't look at him. He walked to the body of the dead member of the Du family, squatted down, straightened the body, and then took off his outer robe and gently covered the man's face.

Then, he stood up and looked at Du Changfeng.

"First," he said calmly, "Clan Chief Du was unaware of the matter concerning the Crimson Feather beforehand."

Du Changfeng opened his mouth.

"Secondly," Li Changsheng held up two fingers, "you were the one who wanted to leave. Clan Chief Du tried to persuade you, but you insisted on going. If you're not satisfied, you can go to the Yun family to settle the matter and see who really killed your own brother."

Du Changfeng's face turned pale and then flushed.

"Third," Li Changsheng's voice suddenly turned cold, "either shut up, or get out."

His gaze was like a knife, piercing straight at Du Changfeng.

Du Changfeng was stung by his gaze and subconsciously took a half step back. He wanted to refute and argue, but when he saw the first-tier peak Fire Cloud Chicken on Li Changsheng's shoulder staring coldly at him, his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and in the end he didn't dare to utter another word.

The courtyard returned to silence.

Du Liuniang took a deep breath, walked up to Li Changsheng, and bowed deeply.

"Clan Chief Li, I apologize for my poor upbringing of Sixth Sister. She will never forget your kindness in saving my life today. In the future, the Du family will go through fire and water for you without hesitation."

Li Changsheng offered a helping hand: "Clan Chief Du, you're too kind. Our two families are now joined forces, so we should naturally support each other."

Du Liuniang took out a tea tree, about half a person's height and with lush branches and leaves, from her storage bag and presented it with both hands:

"Clan Chief Li, this is our harvest today."

She pointed to the tea tree, her tone tinged with emotion: "After the three of us descended the mountain, we discovered a secluded valley with a Black Cloud Tea Tree in it, guarded by a late-stage Tier 1 demon beast. It took us a great deal of effort to kill the beast and obtain the tea tree—there were two in total, and this is one of them."

She paused, then looked at Li Changsheng: "If it weren't for Clan Chief Li opening the door to save us, we would have already perished at the hands of those rice children. Please accept this Black Cloud Tea Tree as a token of our gratitude."

Li Changsheng took the tea tree and examined it carefully.

The Dark Cloud Tea Tree is a top-grade spiritual plant of the first rank. Its leaves are dark green like clouds, containing a faint spiritual energy. If cultivated properly, it can be used to establish a tea garden, producing a continuous supply of tea leaves—tea leaves that can be made into spiritual tea that clears the mind and brightens the eyes, and refreshes the spirit, making it very popular in the market.

"Chief Du's offer is kind; it would be impolite to refuse such a request."

Du Changfeng stood aside, watching with longing as Li Changsheng took away the Wuyun tea tree. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

He opened his mouth, then glanced at the red feather hovering above Li Changsheng's head, and swallowed the words that were about to come out.

That was a treasure they risked their lives to obtain!

Li Changsheng said, "Clan Chief Du, you are injured. You should recuperate first. Who knows what evil spirits might come knocking on our door soon."

Du Liuniang nodded, retreated to a corner of the courtyard, sat cross-legged, took the pill, and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing.

at the same time.

The Book of Destiny within Li Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness trembled slightly.

[Current Family Luck Value: 3750/5000]

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The sky was getting dark.

The moment of sunset has finally arrived.

At that very moment—

Suddenly, a melodious opera singing sounded outside the courtyard gate.

The voice was melodious and lingering, the singing style beautiful and poignant, as if it were drifting from a very, very far place. But if you listened carefully, it sounded like a whisper in your ear.

"My love... I've waited for you for three thousand years... but you haven't come... I haven't seen you..."

Before the song had even finished, the sky suddenly darkened!

The twilight, which had been somewhat bright, suddenly became pitch black. It wasn't the usual arrival of nightfall, but a strange, thick darkness that seemed capable of swallowing one's soul whole.

Li Changsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he shouted in a low voice, "Light the torches!"

Chen Wenyuan immediately took out a tinderbox and lit the torches that had been prepared beforehand. Chi Yu also opened his mouth and spat out a fireball, which hovered in mid-air and illuminated the main hall.

Du Liuniang and the others had also gotten up, each taking out their magical artifacts and preparing for battle.

The sound of opera grew closer and closer.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Finally, it came to an abrupt end outside the courtyard gate.

A dead silence.

Everyone held their breath, not daring to utter a sound.

Li Changsheng stared intently at the direction of the courtyard gate, his mind tense. After a moment, the suffocating sense of oppression slowly receded, as if the thing had already left.

He was just about to breathe a sigh of relief—

Within the [Malicious Perception], an unprecedentedly intense wave of malice suddenly exploded!

The malice wasn't outside the courtyard gate, but rather—

Above the courtyard gate!

"Walk!"

Li Changsheng grabbed his younger sister and pulled Chen Wenyuan with his other hand, and they ran wildly toward the main hall!

"Chief Du, let's go!"

Du Liuniang had complete faith in his judgment and followed him without hesitation towards the main hall.

Du Changfeng was a beat slow to react.

He raised his head blankly and looked towards the courtyard gate.

A pipa floats silently in mid-air.

The pipa was entirely black, its strings gleaming with a cold, eerie light. On the body of the instrument, a distorted human face could be vaguely seen, grinning broadly.

The strings were plucked.

A single string, like a black lightning bolt, pierced through the air!

Before Du Changfeng could even cry out in alarm, a string pierced his brow. His body went limp and he fell to the ground, his breath fading, his eyes remaining open until his death.

"Long Wind—!"

Upon entering the main hall, Du Liuniang turned around and saw this scene, and cried out in sorrow.