Can't Afford to Offend My Scheming Disciple

56. The Demon Lord IX

Translator: Alanese Fantasy

Outside the town at the ruined temple.

Because of the orders, the dead bodies here had not been moved yet.

There are more than twenty corpses here, and they were the gang who had entered the inn yesterday to randomly arrest people.

These twenty people, like the disciples of Qingyu Pavilion, were all cut into their throats with fingers, and died of loss of blood.

It seemed that they really had something to do with the case of Qingyu Pavilion’s extermination, but why did the murderer want to kill them?

They lost clues from here. Zhuo Hua and the rest decided to go back to the Muyang Temple to have a discussion.

Back to the inn, Zhuo Hua pushed the door open.

He saw Kaka and Li were sleeping in bed soundly, cuddling each other tightly. Li’s short legs were laid on Kaka.

There were tea cups and unfinished snacks on the ground. They seemed to be tired of hanging out.

Zhuo Hua didn’t want to bother them so he backed out and booked another room.

Two days later, they returned to Muyang Temple.

Seeing that they came back with a little boy, disciples couldn’t help but wonder and gradually surrounded them. But because Zhuo Hua was always detached, who kept people away, they didn’t dare to get too close.

“Nan Chen, Qing Yun, take Li to have fun now.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Yes, Martial Uncle.”

After getting along with each other for two days, Li also got close to them, especially Kaka. As long as he didn’t see Kaka for a while, Li would compressed his lips with displeasure.

When the disciples saw that Li had come to the Chaos Peak, they rushed to surround the three people.

“Wow, what a cute boy!”

“Where does him come from?”

“Oh help, I really want to pinch his cheeks.”

…

Li noticed people suddenly surrounded him and took a step back, holding Kaka in his arms rightly at the same time.

“Ka ka ka…” ‘I’m going to be strangled by you!’

Kaka kicked its legs and rolled the eyes.

“Don’t scare him.”

Someone said that and then people stepped back a bit.

Knowing that these disciples in front of him didn’t mean to hurt him, Li gradually relaxed and loosened his hold.

Kaka was panting and finally felt relieved.

“Little boy, what’s your name?” Several younger disciples squatted in front of Li and asked.

“My name is Li.” He titled his head and thought for a while. He took out the pendant on his neck, “It’s this Li.”

“What’s your last name?” Another disciple asked.

“Hmm… I don’t know. My grandpa called me this and he said I had this thing when he found me.” Li waved his pendant, “So my name is Li.”

‘Grandpa?’ Thinking of Li’s special physical condition, Qing Yun thought it was an important clue, “Where is your grandpa?”

“I don’t know.” Li shook his head. “He told me to stay in that big jar, and then he disappeared.”

“Do you know your grandpa’s name?” Qing Yun then asked.

“Like… They all call him Old Chai.” Li frowned and thought for a long time.

‘Old Chai?’ Qing Yun remembered that there was a man named Old Chai in the list of the dead in Qingyu Pavilion. He had been the one who had picked firewood for Qingyu Pavilion, so everyone had called him Old Chai (“Chai” means firewood in Chinese).

Qing Yun sighed, ‘It seems that this clue is useless again.’

At this time, a disciple came down from Chaos Peak, “Senior Brothers Qing Yun and Nan Chen, the Sect Leader asked you to take a boy named Li to see him.”

“Okay.”

On this side,

Zhuo Hua talked about the results of this investigation and the condition of Li to Qing Yangzi.

“There was no breath of him? I think I know what was going on. In case of any unexpected things, let’s check Li first.” Then Qing Yangzi called the disciple outside the door, “Shi San, tell Qing Yun and Nan Chen to bring Li here.”

“Yes, Sect Leader.”