SFS Chapter 99 Wen Zhuo Takes the Blame
Chapter 99 Wen Zhuo Takes the Blame
If Daoist Yunxuan were only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, he wouldn't be so wary.
But Pei Zhao could see clearly that Daoist Yunxuan was not only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, but also a high-grade talisman master.
A high-grade talisman master means that he must have his own talisman cultivation lineage and other high-level cultivators he knows.
It's impossible to make him a scapegoat.
……
On the eastern mountain.
Gou Wenzhuo, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining, shook his head and drank the spirit wine he had just bought.
As a low-level array master, his life, while not one of great wealth and honor, was still quite comfortable.
Due to years of war, the status of array masters has also been elevated to a very high level. The battle lines of the Great Yun Kingdom are very long, and spirit arrays are needed to protect them everywhere.
All families and clans in the Great Yun Kingdom also need to purchase formations to guard against attacks from the Demonic Sect.
Even ordinary independent cultivators have a need to purchase formations as trump cards.
Therefore, Gou Wenzhuo could not only afford to pay exorbitant taxes such as blood tax and demon-slaying tax, but he could also afford to buy spirit wine and visit spirit kilns.
"I've chosen the Red Maiden today, tomorrow I should favor the Purple Maiden..."
Thinking of the beautiful and delicate fairy in the Yingge Pavilion, Gou Wenzhuo couldn't help but drool.
"However, forming a bond with a fairy is still too expensive. I must be careful with my money and cut some of the costs from those fellow cultivators who have reserved the formation."
Selling formations alone doesn't yield enough profit.
As a skilled array master, Gou Wenzhuo understands the principle of cutting corners.
If a formation master doesn't steal, can he still be called a formation master?
Gou Wenzhuo was not worried at all about being discovered by his fellow Daoists.
In Yunxia City, there are plenty of cultivators who want to buy formations, but formation masters are in extremely short supply.
Gou Wenzhuo took another sip of the spirit wine.
He hadn't swallowed it yet.
"Gou Wenzhuo, how dare you kill my brother-in-law Zhao Donglai! Today, I, the Vice Minister, will personally take your head to avenge him!"
A voice came from over.
"Zhao Donglai? Who? I don't know him!"
Gou Wenzhuo's eyes widened, and he almost spat out the spirit wine in his mouth.
Gou Wenzhuo is as his name suggests: he is unusually accommodating and almost never offends anyone.
He racked his brains for a long time before he remembered that the tax official who had come to extort money from him a few days ago was named Zhao Donglai.
Didn't I get rid of Zhao Donglai?
Why did this vice minister say he came to me?
Gou Wenzhuo opened his mouth, wanting to explain.
But Pei Zhao had no intention of listening to his explanation.
He came here to find a scapegoat to appease Madam Zhao.
Among the cultivators who had the opportunity to kill Zhao Donglai, Gou Wenzhuo had the shallowest background and the weakest cultivation.
This was the best option to give Madam Zhao an explanation.
A full-force attack from a Qi Refining Level 7 cultivator is far beyond what a Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator could withstand.
A golden beam of magical power struck, instantly severing Gou Wenzhuo's head.
Even on his deathbed, Gou Wenzhuo remained bewildered, his eyes fixed on Pei Zhao as if demanding his life.
"What did I do wrong? I was just eating hotpot and singing this song, thinking about which fairy I'd be meeting tomorrow, and they treat me like this?"
"If you're going to die, then die. Why are your eyes still open?"
Pei Zhao removed Gou Wenzhuo's head, chuckled, and closed his unseeing eyes.
"Hmm, this looks much better."
Since it was to be given to Madam Zhao, it couldn't be too obvious.
Back at the mansion, Madam Zhao began to cry again.
"My dear brother, my Donglai, now you can rest in peace in the afterlife!"
"Your brother-in-law will not mistreat me. He did not bully me because of your death, nor did he abandon me because he took a new concubine. Donglai, in the next life, I will still be your sister!"
Pei Zhao's eyelids twitched, and he sighed.
The concubine standing to the side didn't know what to say and lowered her head deeply.
Gou Wenzhuo's head was left on the ground, his innocent face bearing several footprints.
Madam Zhao cried, but her tears were filled with satisfaction.
In truth, she didn't know whether this person was the one who killed her brother, but Pei Zhao was still willing to use such a person to appease her, and that was enough.
This proves that she has not fallen out of favor, and her status in the household has not changed because of her brother's death.
Meanwhile, the real culprit who killed Zhao Donglai—
Lu Qingyun closed his eyes tightly.
Several streams of dark cyan magical power were continuously drawn from and condensed from ten distinct ancient trees, gradually forming the shape of an ancient seal.
Supernatural power, [Wan Mu Sheng].