NOVPUBFurthermore, the identities of both parties were greatly unequal.
One was simply a Junior Cultivator who had not long ago reached Foundation Establishment, while the other was a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
If Lin Jing made a move, it would be an act of bullying the weak.
Yuan Bo was well aware of this, which is why he spoke as he did, thereby giving Lin Jing cause for concern, in hopes of sparing himself...
How could Lin Jing not understand Yuan Bo’s thoughts?
But if Lin Jing truly wished to eliminate Yuan Bo, why would he need to take action himself?
However.
It was at this moment that Yu Yan spoke up.
"Senior Lin..."
"The Steward you just mentioned, is his name Li Yeming?"
Lin Jing looked at Yu Yan and nodded:
"Yes..."
"His name is indeed Li Yeming, does Daoist Yu also know of him?"
At this moment, Yuan Bo also turned his gaze to Yu Yan again, wanting to know what more he had to say.
Yu Yan clasped his hands and said:
"If it’s Li Yeming, then I believe I know some details..."
"Li Yeming, he was likely killed by Yuan Bo."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Bo immediately tensed and retorted:
"That’s nonsense..."
"He is my uncle, how could I possibly kill him?"
Yu Yan let out a cold laugh, saying:
"Haha..."
"Uncle?"
"What a great uncle indeed..."
"If I had been unsure before, your appearance today has made me utterly certain."
"Li Yeming was definitely killed by you..."
The Energy Refinement Cultivator standing beside Yuan Bo looked at him incredulously and then stepped back two paces...
Unbeknownst to them, there were hidden truths, and Lin Jing’s interest was piqued upon hearing this...
Yuan Bo glared at Yu Yan, angrily retorting:
"Don’t talk nonsense here, my uncle has always treated me as his own child, how could I possibly harm him?"
"Of course, it was for the Foundation Building Elixir..." Yu Yan looked coldly at Yuan Bo and spoke again:
"When Li Yeming visited Mo City, the matter of him having the Foundation Building Elixir on him quickly spread..."
"After that..."
"Someone visited to steal the elixir, and even Li Yeming met his death there and then."
"And then you, together with another Qingyuan Sword Sect member, scoured Mo City for the murderer."
As Yu Yan spoke, his eyes were filled with sorrow:
"In the end, you even colluded to falsely accuse several cultivators, including my son. My son wanted to defend himself, but you directly struck and killed him on the spot."
Having said this, Yu Yan glared directly at Yuan Bo:
"Do you really think you, Yuan Bo, have such a brilliant talent?"
"With your aptitude, breaking through to Foundation Establishment is already extremely difficult, not to mention impossible without the Foundation Building Elixir."
"That Foundation Building Elixir, it was definitely taken by you..."
"And Li Yeming, you killed him."
Hearing this, the cultivator who had stepped back took several more paces away, his eyes filled with disbelief as he looked at Yuan Bo:
"Uncle Yuan..."
"You... You killed my grandfather?"
Yuan Bo seemed somewhat anxious and quickly spoke:
"Yanguang..."
"Don’t listen to their nonsense. We are family, how could I possibly kill your grandfather?"
Seeing Yuan Bo’s demeanor, Lin Jing immediately understood that Yuan Bo must be hiding something.
Therefore, Lin Jing smiled faintly and then said to the cultivator named Yanguang:
"Whether he killed or not, you can simply ask and find out for yourself..." n𝚘𝚟𝚙𝚞𝚋.𝚌o𝚖
As he spoke, Lin Jing directly stimulated his Divine Sense, rushing towards Yuan Bo’s sea of consciousness.
The gap between Yuan Bo and Lin Jing was so vast that as Lin Jing’s Divine Sense broke into Yuan Bo’s sea of consciousness, it instantly shattered his mental defenses.
However, Lin Jing did not subject him to a Soul Search, nor was it necessary.
Lin Jing merely suppressed his Spiritual Sense, rendering him unable to control his own actions.
Put simply, Yuan Bo’s Spiritual Sense being suppressed, he instantly entered a stupefied state wherein he would unhesitatingly answer any question posed to him.
And these answers would be absolutely truthful.
This method was seldom used because it only worked when the disparity between the two parties was especially great.
Otherwise, it was highly likely to backfire.
Yuan Bo’s eyes immediately became lifeless, betraying a vacant expression.
Lin Jing then said to the cultivator named Yanguang:
"Alright..."
"You can ask whatever you want now..."
No sooner had Lin Jing’s words fell than the cultivator who was injured by the Flying Sword couldn’t help but speak out:
"Li Yanguang, you..."
However, before he could finish, he felt an overwhelming pressure, so suffocating that he was forced to look toward Lin Jing and met his gaze.
He only felt a "buzz" in his head, as if it had exploded, causing him to immediately lose focus.
After that, there were no more interruptions.
The cultivator named Li Yanguang looked at Yuan Bo, hesitating for a moment before raising his head with a determined gaze.
"Was my grandfather really killed by you?"
Yuan Bo, with his eyes blank, reacted nonetheless upon hearing the voice.
Only to see Yuan Bo tilt his head in confusion, then slowly began to speak, his voice devoid of any emotional fluctuation:
"Your grandfather...who is he..."
"Li Yeming, your uncle..." Li Yanguang spoke again, adding:
"Li Yeming...?"
"Uncle?"
Yuan Bo seemed confused for a moment, then he responded:
"Yes..."
"I killed him..."
Upon hearing Yuan Bo admit it himself, Li Yanguang became overwhelmed with anger.
Just as he was about to lash out, he forcibly held back.
Li Yanguang closed his eyes, steadying his turbulent emotions, and then opened them again to ask:
"Wasn’t Li Yeming your uncle? Why would you kill him?"
"Didn’t he treat you well?"
After hearing this, Yuan Bo immediately responded:
"Well..."
"Of course, well..."
And then, Yuan Bo seemed to sink into memory, talking to himself:
