Similarly, no one wanted to believe that heroes like Liu Yuansheng and the heroine Wang Saihong would suddenly vanish from the world, disappearing without a trace.
A chill ran up his spine, crashing into his skull.
Li Banfeng shivered.
In Li Banfeng’s mind, the clues became increasingly clear.
Qiu Luoye was willing to oppose the Inner State for the sake of his own territory.
Yao Xin was willing to sacrifice his life for Medicine King Valley.
Even someone like Pan Dehai, when trapped in Hai Chi Ridge, would fight to the death with the surrounding Local Deities.
Having gone through so many events, Li Banfeng seemed to have developed a misconception that every Local Deity was guarding their own territory.
But was every Local Deity a Guardian?
Not necessarily.
The Local Deity of Bridge Yesong was very likely not a Guardian.
He consistently targeted high-level cultivators in the area, enticing and deceiving them with the rumor of "three lifts of the sedan chair and good fortune will come rolling in," ultimately killing them.
The supposed gift of a high cultivation level was actually trapping them with three lifts of the sedan chair.
Every few years, a dust-laden wind would blow because those people had turned to ashes.
What was the purpose of doing this?
Li Banfeng couldn’t figure it out for the moment, as he imagined himself in the position of Scabby-headed Song.
Because this person countered the Local Deity, he wasn’t a traditional hero in Bridge Yesong, which is why his story wasn’t excessively twisted.
From Scabby-headed Song’s perspective, he feigned madness to deal with the Local Deity, to cope with this Gang Xiu.
Why could feigning madness deal with Gang Xiu?
He said he wasn’t Scabby-headed Song...
After thinking for a long time, Li Banfeng looked at Xiao Yeci, revealing a subtle smile.
Xiao Yeci sniffled and shivered, saying, "Benefactor, what’s going on with you again?"
"Yeci, you’ve been a great help, I’ll listen to your storytelling every day from now on!"
...
In Yanyun Tower, Li Banfeng invited Liao Zihui for a meal. After they took their seats, Liao Zihui directly asked about the Local Deity: "Brother Li, you say the one who fought with you that day was Bridge Yesong’s Local Deity, where did this come from?"
Li Qiyi smiled, "Chief Envoy Liao, you don’t believe it?"
Liao Zihui shook his head, "I really don’t believe it. I know you’re young and capable, but as a Fifth Layer Traveling Cultivator, could you have entangled with a Local Deity for that long?"
Li Banfeng said, "It all relied on the assistance of Chief Envoy Liao."
Liao Zihui still shook his head, "Those guys under me are capable, but just relying on the steam machine gun to drive back a Local Deity, I don’t think I have such great ability."
Li Qi sighed, "In that case, you don’t trust me, nor do you trust yourself?"
"Really can’t trust it, the facts are right before our eyes."
Li Banfeng said, "What if Bridge Yesong’s Local Deity is a Gang Xiu?"
"Gang Xiu?" Liao Zihui was very surprised, "Is it possible for this Taoist Sect to cultivate to Above the Clouds? How long can such a person who argues daily in Puluo State survive?"
"This Local Deity has lived for a long time, clearly he is an exception."
Liao Zihui was astonished for a long while, sighed deeply, and said, "The three lifts of the sedan chair weren’t referring to a sedan, but a pole. You say it like that and it makes sense, this Gang Xiu Local Deity didn’t argue with us beforehand, so his combat power couldn’t come out fully, which is why we could fight evenly with him."
Li Banfeng asked, "How much information is there about Gang Xiu in the Outside Provinces?"
Liao Zihui thought for a long time, "The Outside Provinces know very little about Gang Xiu, I only remember the Outside Provinces referring to Gang Xiu as bullies."
"Bullying and arguing don’t seem to have much connection."
Liao Zihui said, "I’ll look for specific information and give you an answer tomorrow."
Li Banfeng said, "Chief Envoy Liao, if this Local Deity is closely interacting with the Chase the Light Group, do you still have the courage to eliminate the group?"
Liao Zihui didn’t hesitate, "Even if the Local Deity intervenes, I have to eliminate the Chase the Light Group, this matter concerns the survival of Puluo State."
"Is the Chase the Light Group a very ancient organization?"
"Not very ancient. It emerged in recent years, but their various evil deeds are too numerous to list."
If the Chase the Light Group is not ancient, do the events involving Liu Yuansheng, Wang Saihong, and Scabby-headed Song have any connection to the group?
Li Banfeng raised his glass, "Chief Envoy Liao, be very careful, and avoid arguing with anyone in the coming days."
...
Deep in the night, Li Banfeng walked in a dark alley, still pondering the connections between events. A gust of night wind blew, and he suddenly got goosebumps all over.
There is danger!
Li Banfeng didn’t rush to escape, looking around carefully.
A face wearing a felt hat suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Seventh Master, want a ride in the sedan?"
The coachman had arrived.
The Local Deity of Bridge Yesong was here.
"You’re calling me?" Li Banfeng stared at the coachman for a moment.
"Who else would I call? You think I don’t recognize you?" The coachman laughed, ready to lift the pole again.
Li Banfeng also laughed, he didn’t fall for this lift, "I’m not Li Qi, you’ve got the wrong person."
"Not Li Qi, then who are you?" The coachman prepared to continue lifting.
Li Banfeng said, "I’m Li Qi’s brother, I’m called Li Liu."
The coachman laughed out loud, "You, Li Liu? How many brothers do you have?"
Li Banfeng answered seriously, "There are seven brothers in our family, and I’m the sixth, I look the most like the seventh."
"Talking nonsense even before you die?" The coachman decided to stop lifting, realizing this guy wouldn’t fall for it, clearly prepared otherwise, and needed to be dealt with quickly.
Li Banfeng remained calm, not angry, and didn’t feel the other was lifting, "I’m not talking nonsense, I really am not Li Qi, Li Qi is a Traveling Cultivator."
"Then what sect are you?" The coachman prepared to strike, as long as the opponent was Li Qi, he was confident of winning.
Li Banfeng took out a clay doll from his pocket, infused it with energy, and the doll began to move.
The coachman was stunned, "Is this... Golden House Concealing Beauties?"
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I’m a Home Cultivator, Home and Traveling Cultivation can’t have Dual Cultivation. It’s an ironclad fact known to the world; this time you see clearly, I’m Li Liu, not Li Qi."
The coachman was silent for a long time.
He felt that this fight didn’t seem so assured.
PS: It seems a familiar face has come to Bridge Yesong, someone who seems to look down on Gang Xiu.