Ling Li looked at Bai Su in silence for a moment, and then he said, “Lend me the Guiming Mirror.”

“Ho-ho… you haven’t given up yet.”

Bai Su stared at Ling Li, “Look at your bitter face. What happened recently? Why did you break away from Shengtian Shrine?”

Ling Li lowered his head and touched his chest. Then he asked in a cold voice, “Will you lend me the Guiming Mirror if I tell you that?”

“OK. It doesn’t matter!”

Bai Su rolled his eyes, “I also want to know if Su Li has an afterlife. But…even if she has one, she has long forgotten about the past. So, why bother to do that?”

Ling Li didn’t answer Bai Su. He looked down and saw his face reflected on the surface of tea. Suddenly, the tea rippled, and he seemed to see her again.

He said softy, “Old beggar, do you know the Lihen Tablet?”

Um?!

Bai Su was shocked. Before he could answer, Ling Li raised his head and stared at Bai Su, “I am the Tablet Keeper.”

Bai Su put on a long face, “It’s you. You suppressed the clansmen of Great Emperor Lihen!”

“You really know the inside story.”

Curling up his lips and looking down at his hands, Ling Li laughed at his foolishness, “Yes, I suppressed that group of evil spirits that had turned into ghosts with…my own blood.”

Boom!

A flash of lightning flashed across the cloudless sky, illuminating the horrified Bai Su, and also…Ling Li’s back which was no longer straight.

…

“Master, isn’t Ling Li the Lord of Evil? How could this name appear on the memorial tablet in the ancestral temple in Shengxian Mountain?”

Jiang Run was confused. He was alone with Ling Mo, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Are they the same person?”

Ling Mo was surprised, but he did not show any expression. He continued to process the official documents in his hand without raising his head, “Maybe it’s just a coincidence.”

“Master, I don’t think so.”

Jiang Run lowered his voice again and leaned to Ling Mo’s ear, for fear that his next words would be heard by others, “Master, do you know what I said to get out of trouble when I was trapped in the ancestral temple?”

“What?”

Ling Mo stopped writing and turned to look at Jiang Run.

Jiang Run looked serious, and his voice was solemn, “The natural law is bound to be destructed!”

“Good!”

Suddenly, applause rang in the ears of these two people. They changed their expressions drastically in fright. Ling Mo’s eyes grew cold and he suddenly turned his head. The brush fell from his hand and the ink smeared all over the paper.

Su Li opened the door and walked in. The door behind her was closed suddenly.

“Honored Master, why are you here!”

Jiang Run was surprised and happy. He immediately greeted her.

“I am the elder of Linli Building. I just come back and have a look!”

However, Ling Mo kept his cold face and looked at Su Li warily.

“Okay, don’t show me your poker face.”

Su Li waved her hand to motion Jiang Run to leave. Jiang Run smiled and turned to leave. He believed that Su Jiuzhou was without malice.

“It seems that my disciple has been completely bought over by you.”

Ling Mo crumpled the paper on the table and threw it aside. His voice sounded wary and defensive. “You are already a lord of a region and the Grand Elder of a holy sect. Here is too shabby to accommodate you. Jiang Run…see this visitor out!”

Jiang Run stood at the door without moving.

Ling Mo suddenly became angry. Before he could get angry at Jiang Run, he was stopped by Su Li.

“You don’t have to do this!”

Su Li walked to the opposite side of Ling Mo. She grabbed a chair and sat down. Then she said quietly, “Ling Li is indeed the Ling Li on the memorial tablet. He didn’t know it before. But he has recently learned about it. So, he broke away from Shengtian Shrine and went to somewhere.”

Ling Mo was obviously shocked by Su Li’s words, and he was silent for a while.

After a long time, he seemed to have digested the information. He didn’t mention the fact that he wanted to see Su Li out just now. “Did Ling Li really break away from Shengtian Shrine?”

Su Li nodded and smiled, “No need to lie to you. Do you think after he left Shengtian Shrine, the Owner of Linli Building in Juecheng City could come to light?”

Ling Mo was shocked again, “How do you…know it?”

“When I first came here, I guessed it.”

Su Li shook her head and chuckled, “You are really not very good at lying. Are the practitioners from Xiuluo Holy Sect all dull? It is unrealistic to rebuild Linli Building with your power. And who can easily convince you to show your face in public at the reception desk, and even do your least favorite paperwork?”

Su Li knocked her nails on the tabletop.

“Probably, there is no one else except that person.”

Ling Mo fell into silence.

Su Li was not in a hurry, playing with her nails intently. Sometimes a gray light flashed across the nails.

“What you said is correct.”

Ling Mo’s voice became a little hoarse. “Childe… He worked too hard. I took the initiative to find him and wanted to help him. He was unwilling at first. But after I said I defected and there was nowhere to go… he agreed.”

“Childe…”

Su Li sighed, supporting her chin naturally with her right hand, “It’s really an old name. So, I say there are a group of blockheads in your Xiuluo Holy Sect. You are like this, so are the guards of Yunge Sect…”

“I don’t understand one point. How do you know us so much?”

Ling Mo couldn’t help asking with anticipation, “Who are you on earth?”

“Is my identity important?”

Su Li raised her head and stared at Ling Mo, “If I say I am Su Li, will you believe me? Are you struggling for yourself, or Ling Li? Or…you just want to get a chance for atonement?”

“I…”

Ling Mo looked at Su Li blankly. He was speechless.

“No speaking?”

Su Li leaned back in the chair. It seemed that she was sitting on a throne. She sat up high in a leading position and looked at Ling Mo.

“Then I ask you a question. What’s the purpose of Ling Li to construct the Linli Building?”

“Naturally, he did that in order to destroy Fate Palace one day to seek revenge for…Su Li!”

“How many years do you think it will take you to move out of the Yin and Yang Region and show yourselves under the spotlight?”

“I…”

“I can give you a chance to join Ni Sect as a force of Linli Building to join hands with us and kill Fate Ancestor. What do you think?”

“I… I have to ask the Childe…”

“What Childe? If Ling Li doesn’t show up, will you just wait for him? Don’t you have your own idea? Are you dumb?”

“I’m not!”

“Believe me. If Ling Li were here, he wouldn’t refuse me. I helped him pull out the demon sword in his body that restricted him. Because of it, he could break away from Shengtian Shrine. Otherwise, he will be a slave of Shengtian Shrine for a lifetime.”

“I, Su Jiuzhou, is Ling Li’s great benefactor, and I will not harm him.”

“…”

“After joining Ni Sect, Linli Building is still independent, just like Jiguang Sect and Tianxing Valley.”

“What kind of sect is Tianxing Valley?”

“It’s Tianyake Attic.”

“!”

“…”

Standing outside the door, Jiang Run didn’t want to listen anymore.

Master was too miserable.

Master always listened to Lord Jiuzhou. He didn’t have his own idea.

“It turns out that the founder of our Linli Building is the Lord of Evil! The rumors in the outside world are unbelievable. Senior Ling Li…turns out to be a spoony.”

Surprise glinted in Jiang Run’s eyes. It was a pity that he didn’t see Ling Li in the Tianjiao Battle that day.

In a blink of an eye, an hour passed.

Fang Yuan came here once. Under Jiang Run’s weird gaze, he overheard for a moment and then left with a smile, which made Jiang Run confused.

Why didn’t Lord Fang Yuan open the door to help the Master?

After another moment, Su Li pushed open the door vigorously, followed by Ling Mo with a decisive expression.

This was clearly a completely brainwashed look!

Jiang Run couldn’t help but complain inwardly. He expected for something.

“Run, tell everyone to gather at the hall. I have something to announce.”

“Ahem…”

Jiang Run gave a dry cough, and he thought Lord Fang Yuan guessed right.

“Lord Fang Yuan and the others have been waiting in the hall for a long time.”

Ling Mo was taken aback. But he heard Jiang Run transmit the sound, “It’s Lord Fang Yuan. He has come here just now.”

Ling Mo wore a long face.

“Don’t worry, I think Fang Yuan guessed it a long time ago. But he didn’t tell you that.”

Su Li patted him on his shoulder and walked away.

Ling Mo sighed and then followed.

“Childe, I’m sorry…”

The conversation in the hall did not last long. Standing outside, Jiang Run only heard laughter and talk in the hall, which was in a cheerful atmosphere. The only one who was unhappy might be his master.

But it didn’t matter. When thinking that the practitioners of Linli Building could walk outside aboveboard and declare war on Fate Palace openly, Jiang Run was extremely excited.

Finally, they didn’t have to hide themselves from place to place!

On the second day, Linli Building, the first major force in the Yin and Yang Region, was deserted. The leaders of both Sanghun Building and Lieyang Villa were at a loss.

On the third day, Ling Mo and others settled in the residence that Hua Yan had early prepared. Ling Qinglan and Ling Mo were speechless when they faced each other. They were filled with thousands of thoughts, but they didn’t know how to tell them.

Su Buwang was also confused.

He had just been away from home for a few days. Why did his whole family move to Ni Sect?

Su Buwang was at a loss for a moment, and then he suddenly sensed a pair of “fatal” eyes. A person who was smiling quickly rushed to him.

“Hey, hey! Uncle Fang, listen to me…”

Seeing this scene, Su Li smiled faintly and left.

Her time was limited. She couldn’t relax for a while. She must assemble all the forces that she could and let them become an integrated great power before Fate Ancestor took action. For this reason, she even practiced the third hurdle of Suiyu Tactics and mastered it on the road.

As she was about to disappear at the gate of Ni Sect, a figure suddenly flashed behind and caught up her.

“Su Jiuzhou, wait a minute!”

Su Li turned around and saw Fang Yuan coming over quickly.

Fang Yuan stared at Su Li meaningfully and said in a low voice, “I want to chat with you alone.”