Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times - Chapter 834: 272: It's thrilling to use a bull-cleaver to kill a chicken._4

Chapter 834: Chapter 272: It’s thrilling to use a bull-cleaver to kill a chicken._4

Their intensity even surpassed that of a storm.

Without pause, one wave subsided only for another to rise.

If such a scene could be turned into a spectacle for which tickets were sold, it would surely become the most cheered attraction, with full entertainment value.

…

“…”

Having just left Ling Pavilion not too far behind, that good friend of Ling Shiqi, feeling the commotion emanating from the back mountain of Ling Pavilion, stood frozen in place, slowly opening his mouth in shock, and after a long while, he incredulously lingered there, speechless for a long time.

And the grandfather who had been urgently urging him to immediately return home suddenly fell silent, no longer pressing.

Only sending one message.

“Still alive?”

Damn!

Why does it feel like my own grandfather knows a lot about what’s happening?

…

Half a day later.

This good friend of Ling Shiqi, named ‘Tao Li’, bore an extremely rare surname. Although his family’s power was not on par with that of Ling Pavilion, it still held considerable prestige on the Fourth Grade Continent.

A tall youth with pale skin and red lips, he had a somewhat effeminate appearance, exuding an overall sense of beauty.

Men are rarely described as beautiful, but this boy looked beautiful, not because he intentionally dressed femininely, but rather because he was naturally so.

Half a day passed.

He once again arrived at Ling Pavilion, this time still by invitation. The entire atmosphere of Ling Pavilion was incredibly oppressive, with white cloths and mourning banners hanging everywhere. Every member of the Ling Pavilion wore a white cloth around their head, their eyes rimmed red with grief.

Yes, the last time he was invited to a wedding; this time, it was a funeral.

“…”

Tao Li gazed toward the entrance of Ling Pavilion, where a middle-aged man sitting in front of an account book sighed lightly. Tao Li then pulled out a storage bag from his bag and handed it over. He had not even stood firm yet, as his current expenses were all covered by his family; how could anyone bear such frequent expenditures?

And that money would likely be hard to get back.

One day they were holding a wedding banquet; the next, a funeral banquet. Even in such a state, they did not forget to collect gift money. No wonder Ling Pavilion could be one of the top forces in Jiang Taiping Continent; who could compete with you?

The guests who came were basically the same as the previous day’s, but today, everyone had donned black robes and pinned large white flowers on their chests. In the courtyard of Ling Pavilion, a group of guests stood holding white flowers, stepping forward one by one to bid Ling Shiqi their last farewell.

In front of the tombstone, white flowers had already piled up.

“Rest in peace.”

Ling Shiqi’s father, with a somber face and reddened eyes, said hoarsely, “Son, rest assured, Ling Pavilion will mobilize the entire clan’s strength from now on to chase the perpetrator to the ends of the earth!”

“It’s all my fault; your father should never have suggested that to you.”

Then, as Ling Shiqi’s father stepped aside, other guests also went up one by one to bid Ling Shiqi their final farewells.

“Qi-ge…”

Tao Li, feeling somewhat wistful, stepped forward with a bouquet in hand and stood in front of Ling Shiqi’s tombstone: “Yesterday, the two of us brothers were still discussing the future; how come today, one lies below the ground and the other above it?”

“Actually, whenever you said that phrase, I always wanted to rebut you.”

“That is, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, but what if it does kill you?”

“Now, it seems there’s no need to say that anymore; you’re already lying here.”

“Yesterday, you were still brandishing the Heavenly Dao Term Group, full of vigor, talking about becoming the strongest Heavenly Pride across all the continents ever known; today, here you lie, silent beneath the earth. Honestly, the contrast seems a bit too great. How to put it? It gives one the feeling that you died too easily.”

“Was that full-strength strike from Chen Qiu something you couldn’t withstand with your cultivation?”

After speaking, he placed the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, then stepped aside.

…

Meanwhile, amongst the crowd,

A guest with a calm complexion was discreetly pointing a Memory Stone at all the guests present, recording the face of each one. This person was none other than the Bai Family Patriarch.

He, too, had been invited to attend Young Master Ling Shiqi’s burial ceremony.

This was the happiest he had ever been to receive an invitation from Ling Pavilion.

Th𝖎𝙨 𝗰hⱥp𝑡𝙚r 𝘪𝑠 pՕ𝖘ţ𝙚𝒹 b𝖞 Ƙ𝚒ƚ℮𝕟𝘰𝖛ꬲ𝑙

With this perfect start, he was now eager to record the true faces of everyone present, whether or not they would be useful now, they would certainly be needed later on.

Of course, for those with high levels of Cultivation, like the Ling Pavilion Master, he dared not record. Such a small action could alert them.

Soon—

It was also his turn to bid Young Master Ling Shiqi the final journey.

He took a deep breath, took out the white bouquet in his hand, and with a somewhat sorrowful expression, he strode forward and stood in front of the tombstone. He spoke with some pain and a hoarse voice, “Young Master Ling, I will never forget the kindness and opportunity you’ve shown me in this lifetime!”

“If there is an afterlife, I would be willing to toil like an ox or horse for you again.”

Then he placed the white bouquet down, and this bouquet, not over or understated, was precisely composed of five white flowers.

…

…

Tao Li sat among the guests, waiting for the banquet to begin while looking around somewhat boredly. His only friend had died, and temporarily without anyone to accompany him, he felt somewhat bored.

Perhaps his definition of a friend was a bit strange.

Or maybe it was just that his character was somewhat quirky.

To the death of Ling Shiqi, he actually didn’t feel too sad, but instead found it quite interesting, like the sudden dramatic curtain fall of the villain in a play. Of course, these feelings were not something he could easily show.

What he was curious about now was his own grandfather.

After returning home that day, he had grilled his grandfather about exactly what means were used to foresee the impending disaster for Ling Shiqi. His grandfather had not spoken but only shook his head and kept silent, and when he then asked why, knowing Ling Shiqi’s predicament, his grandfather hadn’t informed Ling Shiqi to help him out of trouble, which might have earned them a generous reward and friendship from Ling Pavilion.

This time, his grandfather didn’t shake his head but gave him a disdainful glance.

Clearly,

His grandfather knew something but just refused to tell him. Tao Li sighed deeply, glanced around, and then leaned back helplessly in his chair again. Why haven’t they started serving the dishes yet? Ling Shiqi’s father was still on stage, going on and on about Ling Shiqi’s excellence while he was alive.

What’s the point in talking about all this now? If one truly excels, they do not die.

If one can die, it means they were not excellent enough.

He was just wondering why they hadn’t started serving food. Wasn’t everyone here for the funeral banquet mainly to eat this meal? It wasn’t that he needed the meal, but this was the last meal his friend was treating them to.

Oh, although it was still his money that was paying for it.

Just then—

He suddenly realized a problem. Chen Qiu having a Seven-Colored “Void Seeking Enemy” term was normal, but… How did Chen Qiu know Ling Shiqi’s true face? For someone from a Second Grade Continent to find out specific information about someone from a Fourth Grade Continent was nearly an impossible task.

The next moment!

A Formation suddenly enveloped the entire sky above Ling Pavilion. The Ling Pavilion Master stood on the high platform, his face sullen and his eyes bloodshot, scanning over everyone present one by one. He spoke in a hoarse voice, word by word, “The mourning is over, and afterward, there is a matter that requires the cooperation of all the guests here.”

“Those who do not cooperate, shall be executed.”