Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses-Chapter 685 - 253: Heaven’s Edge Sect? Yatian Sect?_2

"Brother, have a safe journey!"

Another man had already arrived next to the man in black armor. After the man in black armor died, this man rushed to the scene immediately, and upon seeing the man's true "dead appearance," he couldn't help but have a hint of mockery in his eyes.

His judgment was simple: the man died with a radiant smile on his face, and one could feel waves of Spiritual Qi escaping from his body. This clearly indicated he had taken drugs, consumed these Elixirs, and then tried to display a very formidable appearance. How could one often consume these Elixirs?

See, he ended up eating himself to death, didn't he?

"Ah, there's a test the day after tomorrow. I reckon this test will be hard to conduct. We'll have to wait until the next group comes along."

Then he waved his hand, and the guards behind him hoisted the corpse of the man in black armor.

"Sir, where is he to be sent?"

"Chaotic Burial Mound, unless you want him sent to your home?"

"Oh."

... 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Watching as the man in black armor was thrown into the Chaotic Burial Mound, Yuchi's plans had already changed. Since he didn't know the exact location of the Heaven's Edge Sect, he could only take a slightly extreme measure, killing the man in black armor directly to temporarily halt the deaths in South City, buying himself more time.

Additionally, he hoped to discover the specific location of the Heaven's Edge Sect through the arrival of newcomers.

"At least there must be someone in South City who can communicate with the Heaven's Edge Sect."

Yuchi looked at the man beside him, who examined the corpse of the man in black armor, spat out some phlegm, then turned around and left.

"Only this man arrived at the scene, and he acted quite calmly, so this man is probably the true mastermind behind South City. As for the man in black armor, he is just a pawn, merely a scapegoat to be targeted."

"He usually attracts resentment and serves as a substitute."

"Judging by his current composure, it's not just me who wants to kill him; this man probably often wanted to eliminate him too. Such things need frequent replacement."

Yuchi's speculation was spot-on.

This man had long wanted to kill the man in black armor, simply because such a position can't be occupied forever. It's akin to growing vegetables—if the growing period is too long, the roots will dig too deep, making it difficult to pull out later. Therefore, people in such positions don't live long.

It's not personal; it's just the nature of the position.

After entering his room, the man opened his pigeon cage. Once opened, he tied an already prepared envelope to the pigeon's leg.

With the pigeon fluttering into the sky, Yuchi's face turned dark.

"Yi'Er!"

Indeed.

This man used Yi'Er, an older version of Yi'Er. Although it had combat capabilities, its flying speed wasn't entirely optimal, allowing Yuchi to catch up. If it was Yi'Er 2.0, he wouldn't be able to, only watching Yi'Er soar high in the sky with frustration!

...

In the air, Yi'Er flew ahead, Yuchi chasing behind.

"Today, I almost lost to a bird in the wilderness. She used Spiritual Qi to charge and soared into the sky, her wings flapped swiftly. I could only see the small emblem of the Celestial Craft Workshop on her wings. If anyone knows who she is, please tell her I'll be waiting here on Saturday evening."

A pigeon stood in the sky, rubbing its eyes, watching Yi'Er, who was racing wildly ahead. The pigeon flapped its wings so fiercely they almost sparked, unable to match Yi'Er's speed.

This was just too fast.

"Flying behind you, I've discovered something. Every time you flap your wings, it seems unnatural. Despite your body being filled with much Spiritual Qi and possessing a powerful Array, your mechanisms appear old and lack grace. The wilderness has many high mountains, especially the recent five steep ones. You often can't determine the best route, repeatedly forcing your wings upward chaotically. Unless you overcome this, you won't match my Spirit Sword."

Yuchi complained as he followed Yi'Er.

Yi'Er could be faster, but the man probably never took it to the Celestial Craft Workshop for maintenance, causing its flight to be unusual.

The dashboard had strange noises, and even the lights under Yi'Er's wings flickered unpredictably.

Yuchi managed to keep up, but had his skills been slightly weaker, he wouldn't have been able to match Yi'Er's incredible speed, which was indeed terrifying. Celestial Craft Workshop was just as formidable as in past human eras, where despite ordinary physical prowess, the intellect was exceedingly clever.

Even an ordinary person can use this Heavenly Crafted Object, effectively opening a brush shop.

Watching Yi'Er fly diligently, Yuchi stepped on his Spirit Sword, putting an Elixir into his mouth, having spent quite a few Elixirs and a lot of money in this quest.