Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

Yet he still couldn’t understand how the Black Evil Essence disappeared.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Ye Qingfeng pondered for an hour, still unable to find the crux of the problem. He simply stopped worrying about it, walked over, and took off the soft armor from the shadowy figure.

He tossed it directly into the space ring, as Ye Qingfeng wasn’t in the mood to deal with it now. He decided to research it slowly when he had time.

However, the corpse of this shadowy figure surprised Ye Qingfeng. On its back was a unique tattoo—a black house that looked grand, perhaps more fittingly described as a palace.

This tattoo was incredibly intricate, not something an ordinary person would have. It might well be the mark of the Haidong Martial Arts Hall.

"Haidong Martial Arts Hall!" Ye Qingfeng chuckled lightly.

At this moment, at Han River Manor.

"Li Bianxi, what price did you pay to let Haidong Martial Arts Hall take action?"

Li Taiqing said coldly, furious with Li Bianxi for summoning people from Haidong Martial Arts Hall without consultation, yet helpless, he could only demand sternly.

"Not much, just what Hanxing has—the assets in Huaxia," Li Bianxi said with a smile.

"What?" Li Taiqing was instantly even more enraged, "Then why did you bother asking people from Haidong Martial Arts Hall, without saving any value for our Li Family, you went to provoke such a terrifying entity? Are you trying to get the national government to take action against our Li Family?"

Li Taiqing was utterly furious; the heir he had originally chosen was foolish beyond belief, indicating that his original judgment was far too poor.

Fortunately, he still had his grandson Li Yanglong, who was much more stable and wise than Li Bianxi!

"Heh."

Li Bianxi, however, wasn’t the least bit angry, no longer like his usual fearful self as he faced an enraged lion-like Li Taiqing.

"Because they promised me one condition: To help me ascend to the Family Head position of the Li Family!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, Li Taiqing felt as if he’d been struck by lightning, unable to believe it, he stared blankly at Li Bianxi, his trembling fingers pointed at him, eyes full of disbelief.

"You said what, you rebellious son, how dare you usurp the Family Head Position of Li Family, sheer delusion!"

Li Taiqing was both angry and agitated; his heart roiled with emotions. Li Bianxi was his son; if he truly teamed up with Haidong Martial Arts Hall, it was possible for him to seize the Family Head Position of Li Family.

However, he never imagined Li Bianxi would be so bold and ruthless to sacrifice so much for the Family Head Position!

"Usurp? Father, that’s not correct. I am your son, your once chosen successor. Isn’t it only natural for me to inherit the Li Family?"

Li Bianxi said with a cold laugh.

"Hmph, back then I must have been blind. With your aptitude and mentality, you’re not fit to inherit the expansive family business of the Li Family. You can’t manage a conglomerate like Hanxing!"

Li Taiqing snorted coldly, full of momentum, and after his anger, he suddenly calmed down.

"For your own interests, you’re willing to divide company assets and give them to others—how can someone like you become the Family Head of Li Family!"

Li Bianxi’s expression turned somber, staring at Li Taiqing, and said coldly: "What then, I won, and I’m determined to take the Family Head Position of Li Family. It’s time for you to retire!"

"You won? By what means? You’re too arrogant. Mo Wu, arrest him for me!" Li Taiqing ordered coldly.

Mo Wu stepped towards Li Bianxi, causing Li Taiqing to smirk slightly. Now, with people from Haidong Martial Arts Hall off to kill Ye Qingfeng, Mo Wu only needed to apprehend Li Bianxi to secure the Family Head Position!

Without Li Bianxi, even the people from Haidong Martial Arts Hall couldn’t claim the Family Head Position of Li Family.

"Mo Wu, you!"

At this moment, Li Taiqing’s body suddenly trembled, exclaiming in surprise.

Mo Wu had approached Li Bianxi, lowered his head respectfully, and said, "Family Head!"

Mo Wu actually called Li Bianxi ’Family Head,’ betraying him, causing Li Taiqing’s expression to change dramatically.

"Sorry, I can’t afford to provoke Haidong Martial Arts Hall," Mo Wu said calmly to Li Taiqing.

There was one more thing he withheld: Li Bianxi promised him one percent of Hanxing Group’s shares. With a massive conglomerate worth trillions, one percent of the shares meant a value of over ten billion, enough to entice him, even to betrayal.

Li Taiqing’s expression changed, feeling his body weak and powerless as he slumped into the chair.

"Grandpa!" Li Yanglong exclaimed in concern and then stared at Li Bianxi, saying, "Uncle Seven, you can have the Family Head Position; just spare us, would you?"

"Li Yanglong, do you really think I’m a fool? Spare you, can I ever sleep peacefully as Family Head? Only with your deaths can I pin it on that Ye Qingfeng, and with Mo Wu’s testimony, the world will believe it," Li Bianxi said coldly.

"Rest assured, I will expand Hanxing Group. That Ye Qingfeng will gain nothing; he’s probably dead by Haidong Martial Arts Hall now. You can rest in peace!" Li Bianxi said sinisterly.

His gaze shifted slightly, prompting Mo Wu to understand his intention, gathering Spiritual Power, he walked towards his former master, Li Taiqing.

"Sorry to ask, who here wants to kill me?" A light voice came from the balcony.

Everyone turned to look, witnessing a young man leaning against the railing, moonlight spilling down, making him appear handsome and refined.

"Ye Qingfeng! You’re actually alive?" Li Bianxi exclaimed in shock, staring at Ye Qingfeng, calling out in horror.

The grandfather-grandson pair of Li Yanglong and Li Taiqing exchanged glances, utterly stunned; wasn’t Ye Qingfeng supposed to be dead?

If Haidong Martial Arts Hall acted, how could there be survivors? Li Bianxi was lying; he hadn’t asked Haidong Martial Arts Hall’s people?

"How is that possible? Weren’t you supposed to be dead? Where are the Haidong Martial Arts Hall people?" Li Bianxi exclaimed in confusion.

"Haidong Martial Arts Hall, are you referring to him?"

Ye Qingfeng casually waved his hand, and suddenly a metal chain flew out, landing on the floor with a crisp sound, shocking everyone deeply.

"That’s Lord Long Zela’s weapon; could he be dead, did you kill Lord Long Zela—how is it possible!?" Li Bianxi screamed in terror, staring at Ye Qingfeng.

"Nothing is impossible; since you brought them here, you shall accompany him in death!" Ye Qingfeng stepped in, hands in pockets, and said calmly.

"You, you’re doomed; you killed people from Haidong Martial Arts Hall. Regardless of your cultivation, regardless of your identity, they will surely seek revenge against you; you are dead!"

Li Bianxi called out in panic.