My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Above the canyon, the bloody rain and storm gradually subsided.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, mixed with the burnt smell of lightning strikes.

Li Chen clapped his hands, dispelling the last flicker of electricity at his fingertips.

below.

The dozen or so elite pursuers from the Qingxuan Sect have already failed to find even a complete corpse.

In the Origin Heaven Realm, where the spiritual energy was so dense it was almost impossible to dissolve, Li Chen's lightning magic was amplified infinitely.

With the addition of unpredictable spatial teleportation, the battle lasted from start to finish in less than the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

A purely one-sided massacre.

"call."

Li Chen turned around and floated down from mid-air, landing steadily on the moss-covered boulder.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, Jiang Liyue was staring blankly at him.

Those eyes, as clear as autumn water, reflected Li Chen's tall and straight back, and deep within them was an undisguised shock and awe.

too strong.

Among these dozen or so pursuers, there was a deacon at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage leading the team!

Even ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators would have to temporarily avoid such a coordinated encirclement.

But the man in front of them, who called himself "Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty," wiped them out as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"What are you spacing out for?"

Li Chen stepped forward and waved his hand in front of Jiang Liyue's eyes.

His handsome face regained its previous lazy, nonchalant smile, completely unrecognizable from the ruthless and decisive Asura he had just been.

"Ah...no, it's nothing."

Jiang Liyue blushed and quickly lowered her head, her heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason.

"This place is not safe to stay for long."

Li Chen looked up at the distant horizon, his brows furrowing slightly.

"The commotion was too loud. The Qingxuan Sect people will definitely come looking for us like mad dogs. We need to find a place to hide right away."

After saying that, he naturally reached out and wrapped his arm around Jiang Liyue's slender waist.

Jiang Liyue froze.

Before she could react, a deep silver-gray light instantly enveloped the two of them.

"Whoosh!"

A ripple spread through the space, and the two figures vanished into thin air.

……

Half an hour later.

Emperor Xuanzong of Qing Dynasty, in the main hall for deliberation.

"Bang!"

A precious jade teacup was smashed to pieces on the bluestone floor in the center of the hall.

Young Sect Master Yin Wujiu's eyes were bloodshot, like a maddened beast, staring intently at the intelligence disciple kneeling below, trembling with fear.

"What did you say?!"

Yin Wujiu's voice was hoarse and cracking, filled with boundless rage.

"The entire team led by Deacon Zhang was wiped out? They didn't even catch a hair on the murderer's head?!"

"Reporting to, reporting to the Young Sect Master..."

The intelligence operative was covered in sweat, his head pressed firmly against the ground.

"We found the remains of Steward Zhang and others in Falling Wind Valley. There were traces of extremely violent lightning magic at the scene, as well as a strange spiritual energy fluctuation that we had never seen before."

"Useless! They're all useless!"

Yin Wujiu was so angry that he trembled all over and kicked the table in front of him to the ground.

A humiliating disgrace.

On his wedding day, the bride was stolen away, and he was publicly insulted with the middle finger.

The elite pursuers that were sent out were wiped out once again.

If they can't catch this bastard named Li Shimin, how will the Qingxuan Sect ever be able to hold its head high in the Yuantian Realm again!

"Someone come here!"

Yin Wujiu gritted his teeth and squeezed out a cold command.

"Immediately issue my blood kill order!"

"Make sure to plaster every market and every immortal city in the Origin Heaven Realm with portraits of that lecherous scoundrel named Li Shimin!"

"The reward is doubled! Anyone who can provide accurate clues about that lecherous thief will receive 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones!"

"If he brings me his head, I, the young master, will immediately promote him to the position of guest elder of the Qingxuan Sect!"

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

As a first-class sect in the Origin Heaven Realm, the Qingxuan Sect has a profound foundation.

The moment this intensified, blood-red wanted notice was issued, the entire Origin Heaven Realm of rogue cultivators and affiliated sects instantly erupted in a frenzy.

In just a few days.

The same name is circulating everywhere – in streets and alleys, teahouses and taverns.

"Have you heard? The Qingxuan Sect has issued a top-level red notice!"

"I've heard about it! They say it's a lecherous scoundrel named Li Shimin who not only slept with the young master's wife but also kidnapped her during their wedding ceremony!"

"This guy is really something! He even dared to cuckold the young sect leader of the Qingxuan Sect. He's a role model for us all!"

"Stop making sarcastic remarks, hurry up and find someone! That's a bounty of ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

Like sharks that have smelled blood, countless cultivators drew their flying swords and flocked into famous mountains and rivers to frantically search for the world-renowned "number one lecher."

……

At this time.

In the distant, mundane Tang Dynasty, within the city of Chang'an.

Taiji Palace, Ganlu Hall.

Li Shimin sat upright before his desk, holding a secret report about the confiscation of the Cui and Lu families' property, and couldn't stop smiling.

"Achoo!"

Without any warning, the Emperor of Tang sneezed loudly.

He rubbed his slightly sore nose, his face full of confusion and bewilderment.

"That's strange," Li Shimin muttered.

"Why have I been sneezing so often for no reason lately?"

"Could it be that rebellious son, secretly cursing me again behind my back?"

Old Li had no idea.

In another world of cultivation brimming with spiritual energy, his name has been prefixed with "lecherous thief," and is prominently displayed above the beds of countless assassins and bounty hunters.

This enormous black pot, which transcended global boundaries, was firmly placed on the head of the Tang Dynasty emperor.

……

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has quietly passed.

Origin Heaven Realm, deep within a hidden primeval forest.

Night fell, and the stars twinkled in the sky.

A cluster of orange-yellow bonfires leaped merrily in front of the cave, crackling and bringing a rare touch of warmth to the cold, deep forest.

Beside the campfire.

Li Chen was sitting cross-legged on the ground, completely lacking any decorum.

He held a thick tree branch in his hand, with a whole thigh of an unknown monster, larger than a cow's leg, skewered on it.