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The fishing boat gradually approached the shore, and Xia Li, hiding behind the rocks, revealed half of his face. He glanced over and immediately withdrew his gaze.

Li Xiaoyao, although he did not deliberately release his aura, and even because of the Mysterious System, no matter how powerful the opponent's cultivation level was, when they probed his cultivation level, they would only sense that of the Qi Refinement stage.

But only those who had personally seen Li Xiaoyao in action would know how abnormal this guy was.

Members of the Nangong Family and the Li Family disembarked from the fishing boat, and the two clans did not act like strangers, walking together towards the high ground.

They had made a wise decision in the face of the impending Rakshasa Sect, to join forces with one another.

The Rakshasa Sect probably wouldn't send too many people over, just like the eight sects of Xuan Country, which only sent three or four people each.

After all, they couldn't abandon all their affairs to come to the Hui Country Secret Realm.

Who knows what exactly is in the Hui Country Secret Realm and whether it's worth such a large sacrifice?

The news of Li Chengfeng's disappearance in the Hui Country Secret Realm had begun to spread outward step by step, and it was estimated that soon, other sect powers would take the Secret Realm seriously and send more people to come.

After Li Xiaoyao came ashore, many people lowered their voices, their eyes occasionally glancing at him.

But many more people still didn't know what exactly had happened in the Secret Realm.

For example, the Fire Spiriters Guild.

"He's back!" Korr's eyes lit up as he said, "I'll go find the Lion King now."

The Great Elder said, "Remember, leave a live one; I want to kill him myself."

Korr nodded, responded, and stood up to walk towards the Lion King.

The Lion King also stood up and walked toward Li Xiaoyao.

It was best not to offend such a powerful cultivator like Li Xiaoyao if possible. It was preferable to befriend him since there would always be times when they might need each other's help in the future.

Arriving on the high land, Li Xiaoyao noticed the uninvited guest and was about to ask when a familiar figure appeared from behind the Lion King.

It was Korr.

Korr, with a sinister look in his eyes, glared at Li Xiaoyao and sidled up to the Lion King.

The Lion King's bushy eyebrows furrowed, unclear what the young man was doing coming over at this time.

"Lion King, it's this kid," Korr said with a sly smile.

"What about this kid?" the Lion King did not understand, looking puzzled.

Korr said, "It's this kid who insulted the Fire Spiriters Guild. I ask the Lion King to teach him a lesson."

The eyes of the Lion King, as big as lanterns, narrowed, and Li Xiaoyao across from him also understood. It seemed someone had sought an ally to deal with him.

Li Xiaoyao looked at the Lion King with a half-smile. This tall foreigner exuded an unsettling aura that was there but not quite, with a cultivation level of at least the Golden Core Realm, equating to a Grade B Spirit Attacher.

His cultivation level was a little stronger than the elders of several families from the Hehuan Sect whom he had just killed, but not to the extent that Li Xiaoyao concerned himself.

Killing him would not be difficult.

The Lion King slowly turned around and, under Korr's shocked and bewildered gaze, suddenly extended his right hand, grabbed Korr by the neck, and lifted him off the ground.

Korr's feet left the ground as he desperately tried to grab at the hand gripping his throat.

The Lion King's hand was like hard steel, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry it open or break free.

"Do you know who he is?" The Lion King's eyes were cold as ice and snow, the murderous aura in them so intense that Korr dared not meet his gaze.

Who is he? Isn't he just a disciple from a Xuan Country sect, who else could he be?

The Lion King was filled with furious urgency, this lad from the Fire Spirit Guild had actually asked him to kill a genius cultivator from the Li Family of Xuan Country—wasn't that sending him to his death?

If it weren't for the sake of clarifying things before Li Xiaoyao, he would've wanted to strangle Korr dead this very moment.

"He is a powerful cultivator from Xuan Country, how dare you provoke him?" The Lion King swung his right hand down, throwing Korr to the ground; Korr knelt, clutching his throat, coughing violently.

The Lion King didn't even glance at him but turned to look at Li Xiaoyao, clasping his fists, and said, "Mr. Li, I am a disciple under the seat of the Underworld King of the Northern Alliance, the Lion King, Solomon. I do not know this person, and half an hour ago, he found me, hoping I could handle someone for the Fire Spirit Guild. Had I known it was you, I would have never agreed."

Li Xiaoyao believed his words, for this man did not seem like one to lie, and given his status and cultivation level, he had no need to lie either.

However, this man's temperament was indeed to Li Xiaoyao's liking—straightforward, saying things as they were, without any deliberate concealment.

"The ignorant are not guilty, especially since you did not sink to his level upon learning that the person he wanted you to deal with was me," Li Xiaoyao said indifferently.

The Lion King maintained an impassive exterior, but inside, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Li, how do you want to handle this person?" the Lion King asked.

"Kill him," Li Xiaoyao said lightly.

Hearing this, Korr, kneeling on the ground, trembled violently; he had no ounce of courage left in his heart and crawled toward Li Xiaoyao, continuously kowtowing, and pleaded loudly, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I won't dare do it again."

The Lion King hummed, "No one can save you if Mr. Li wants your life."

He felt this keenly—as even a disciple from the ancient sects of Xuan Country would be killed on Li Xiaoyao's whim, what was Korr but a minor fire spiritist from a guild? If he were killed, what could the Fire Spirit Guild possibly say or do?

Seeing that the other party was determined to kill him, Korr yelled toward the people below, "Great Elder, save me!"

Upon hearing the call, several great elders immediately rose to their feet and hurried over.

Seeing Korr calling for help, the Lion King was in no rush to kill him and wore a slight sneer on his face, quietly waiting.

Soon, several elders arrived, and the Great Elder, assessing the situation, asked, "What is this all about, Honorable Solomon?"

The Lion King sneered and said, "You have quite the nerve, to have tried to coax me into dealing with Mr. Li."

"Mr. Li?" The elders were taken aback, with the Lion King referring to Li Xiaoyao as Mr. Li?

They surmised that this Li Xiaoyao had a significant background or that his cultivation was so formidable that even the Lion King did not dare offend him.

Korr clutched the Great Elder's trouser legs desperately, his tears and snot mixing and flowing, "Great Elder, save me, please save me."

Coming back to his senses, the Great Elder stole a cautious glance at Li Xiaoyao. Seeing his indifferent face but eyes filled with the intent to kill, the elder realized that whether he could leave safely hinged upon a single thought.

"You wretched thing!" The Great Elder kicked fiercely at Korr's face, sending him sprawling on the ground, and scolded, "How dare you provoke Mr. Li? Is Mr. Li someone you can afford to provoke? Humph, and to think you'd drag the guild down with you, utterly contemptible!"

As he spoke these words, Korr was stunned, and so were the others from the guild, while the Lion King looked on with disdain.

The Great Elder's words and actions were driven by fear of Li Xiaoyao turning against him.

"Mr. Li," the Great Elder clasped his fists and said, "From this day forth, this man has nothing to do with our Ireland Fire Spirit Guild; Mr. Li is our guild's eternal friend."

Li Xiaoyao looked at him, with a smile that was not quite a smile, and stated lightly, "A wise man submits to circumstances; you may leave."

Relieved, the Great Elder did not bother with Korr's life or death and turned to leave.

Korr, who had been kicked to the ground, watched as the elders walked farther and farther away, his heart filled with despair.