This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

About thirty miles outside Qingyun City, there is a river that flows gently southward.

Li Daoxuan landed on the riverbank with seven disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect. His feet swayed, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he forced it back down.

Although Ye Yuan's sword strike did not kill him, it still seriously injured him.

Although his ability to remain upright and invisible allows him to switch freely between reality and illusion.

However, given the influence of the level of cultivation of supernatural powers and the level of cultivation, Li Daoxuan's ability to do so in the face of a sword strike with destructive power comparable to that of a Martial God was already extremely heaven-defying.

Throughout the entire history of the Xuanhuang Great World, there has never been a case of an Earth Immortal surviving the power of a Martial God.

That's why Ye Yuan lost his composure and completely lost his sense of proportion, which is why the Qingyun Saint Master Cangming came out to sue for peace and handed over several of his most outstanding disciples.

Li Daoxuan, taking advantage of the situation, decided to drop the matter.

If the fight continues, he can leave if he wants, but there's no doubt that his true strength will be revealed to the enemy.

Turning to look at the Qingyun disciple, Li Daoxuan sighed softly.

This matter had been weighing on his mind for a long time, and now he could finally put an end to it.

With his back to the group, Li Daoxuan looked towards Tianshui Town. He flipped his hand, revealing a wine jug, and slowly poured the wine into the river in front of him.

"Gentlemen, although I do not know you, I will offer you this cup of wine as a farewell toast."

"I have brought the murderers who killed your family. Today, I will use their heads to offer as a sacrifice to you all, so that you may be free from resentment and be reborn in the Pure Land soon."

After finishing the wine, Li Daoxuan turned around, his gaze devoid of any emotion as he looked at the Qingyun disciples, and said indifferently:

"Don't blame me, this is how cause and effect works."

"Your killing of the innocent is the cause, and my killing of you is the effect."

"Whatever consequences you will suffer in the future, I will bear for the cause of killing you today."

"Alright, it's time for you to get going..."

Although Nangong Jue and the other Qingyun disciples were unable to move, they were all desperately begging Li Daoxuan for mercy with their eyes.

At that moment, they may have truly realized that they were wrong.

But it was too late. Whether they admitted their mistake or were afraid, Li Daoxuan would not give them any more chances.

A sharp light flashed, and seven round heads shot into the sky, finally landing neatly on the riverbank.

The seven corpses seemed not to have reacted yet, remaining upright.

Li Daoxuan casually unleashed a divine fire talisman, and the seven headless corpses were burned to ashes in a short time.

Li Daoxuan also burned all the spiritual treasures, spirit crystals, and other items on their bodies to ashes.

Li Daoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and left.

Finally, the remaining seven heads were neatly arranged on the riverbank. Perhaps it wouldn't be long before some wild beasts came and devoured them clean.

They will also take their sins with them, for death erases all karma.

This cause and effect that had weighed on Li Daoxuan's mind for so long finally came to a perfect end.

As for whether the Qingyun Sword Sect would cause him trouble because of this matter, Li Daoxuan didn't care.

As he himself said, he was willing to bear all the consequences.

Back in Qingyun City, we entered Lingquan Villa.

When Manager Fang saw Li Daoxuan, he thought he had come to stay at the inn again, and happily greeted him.

"Mr. Li, still the top-tier, first-class courtyard?"

Looking at Manager Fang's enthusiastic face, Li Daoxuan smiled apologetically and said:

"Manager Fang, I'm so sorry, but you may need to find another way to make a living..."

Manager Fang was completely bewildered upon hearing this.

Li Daoxuan walked straight into the villa and came to the spring.

Manager Fang quickly followed and asked:

"Mr. Li, what is the meaning of this? If you are not staying at the hotel, it may be inconvenient to enter... sir..."

Li Daoxuan ignored him and stood by the spiritual spring, saying softly:

"Little thing, come with me. Your master probably won't have time to take care of you anymore..."

A series of bubbles rose from the spiritual spring, and a head the size of a palm surfaced, its big eyes staring longingly at Li Daoxuan.

Li Daoxuan knew what it was worried about, and nodded with a smile:

"Don't worry, it's alright now..."

The little sprite's eyes lit up, and without any further hesitation, it rushed out of the spiritual spring and landed on Li Daoxuan's shoulder.

Shopkeeper Fang was shocked by what he saw.

"Mr. Li...no, no..."

Li Daoxuan stopped and looked at Manager Fang with a smile:

"Your boss has given the little thing to me, and from now on, it won't be working for you anymore."

"Manager Fang, I see that you are honest and kind. I advise you to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible and find another way to make a living."

Having said that, Li Daoxuan handed over a talisman, saying:

"We are destined to meet. This talisman can save your life. I'm giving it to you as compensation for cutting off your livelihood. Farewell..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Daoxuan transformed into a streak of light and disappeared.

After realizing what had happened, Manager Fang looked at the talisman in his hand, then glanced back at the spiritual spring behind him, and sighed heavily.

"Ugh... what kind of mess is this?"

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After leaving Qingyun City, Li Daoxuan did not return to Tianshui Town.

The Xuanhuang World is so vast; he wants to explore it thoroughly.

Go and see for yourself the amazing stories recorded in the books, and experience the boundless charm of this vast world.

About a hundred miles away from Qingyun City, Li Daoxuan descended from the sky and sat down to rest in a valley.

The little sprite on my shoulder had been anxious the whole way, and it was still looking down, lost in thought.

Li Daoxuan gently pinched the little monster's face; its skin was soft, smooth, and felt wonderful to the touch.

"Little one, you've finally escaped death. Here, this is for you..."

After saying that, Li Daoxuan opened his hand, and a ball of greenish-blue light appeared in his palm.

The little sprite was taken aback at first, then its eyes filled with surprise, and it instinctively pounced on it.

That is its innate spiritual root; to control it is to control its life and death.

However, after so many years, it had become accustomed to being controlled by others, and even with its own innate spiritual root right in front of it, it still dared not act recklessly.

Instead, it stared at Li Daoxuan with wide, uneasy eyes, seemingly not quite believing that Li Daoxuan would return the item to it.

Seeing its anxious and uneasy appearance, Li Daoxuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha...Alright, don't be afraid. This was yours to begin with, so it's only right that I return it to you now."

Li Daoxuan took its little hand, then gently placed the green light ball on its hand and said softly:

"Your own destiny should be in your own hands."

"Take it. From now on, you are free. This world is vast, and you can go anywhere."