I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Chapter 285 Lotus Tower (111)

"Your Highness!"

The panicked voices of the people on Wansheng Road echoed in the silent night sky.

Shan Gudao's figure had disappeared into the night, leaving only a faint smell of blood in the air.

Li Xiangyi held the Shao Shi Sword, blood dripping from the tip of the sword. His chest heaved violently, and it was obvious that he was not calm.

His gaze was not towards the direction where Shan Gudao fled, but towards everyone.

"Don't chase a desperate enemy." Li Xiangyi's voice was a little tired, but still firm.

Fang Duobing was stunned. He widened his eyes and looked at Li Xiangyi with disbelief on his face.

"Li Lianhua, are you crazy? Just let him go like that?" Fang Duobing's voice was a little sharp.

He couldn't understand why they let the tiger go back to the mountains when they clearly had the upper hand and were about to bring Shan Gudao to justice?

Qiao Wanwan also looked at Li Xiangyi in surprise. She knew Li Xiangyi's character and knew he was definitely not someone who couldn't tell right from wrong.

Li Xiangyi's behavior at this moment really confused her.

Di Feisheng frowned slightly. Although he did not agree with Li Xiangyi's approach, he did not question it out loud.

He just looked at Li Xiangyi quietly, waiting for his explanation.

Qiao Wanwan stepped forward, her tone gentle yet soothing, and said, "Li Xiangyi, I know you have your own considerations. But the Wansheng Dao's men are still here, and the threat of the Moruo Ding remains. Our top priority right now is to deal with the scourge of the worms." She paused, then added, "Shan Gudao is seriously injured, and he likely won't be able to escape far. The overall situation is paramount."

Li Xiangyi listened to Qiao Wanwan's words, his gaze slowly shifting from the crowd to the Shaoshi Sword in his hand. Blood had already congealed on the blade, reflecting the cold moonlight.

He took a deep breath, as if suppressing some emotion in his chest. Then, he slowly put away his sword, his movements slow and steady, inserting the Young Master Sword into the scabbard bit by bit.

The sword body rubbed against the scabbard, making a subtle but clear sound, which sounded particularly crisp in the quiet night.

"Wanwan is right. Our top priority now is to find the bugs in the Moruo Ding."

Li Xiangyi's voice was calm and steady, as if the person who had just stopped everyone from chasing Shan Gudao was not him.

"As for Shan Gu Dao..." Li Xiangyi paused, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"He can't escape." Li Xiangyi said softly, with an indescribable meaningful tone.

Qiao Wanwan took a step forward, walked to Li Xiangyi, and said softly, "Xiangyi is right."

"We already know who is behind Wanshengdao and their purpose."

Qiao Wanwan's eyes swept over everyone, her tone gentle but with a hint of firmness.

"As long as we give us time, we will be able to eradicate them sooner or later."

Although Fang Duobing still had doubts in his heart, he had to suppress his dissatisfaction when he saw Li Xiangyi and Qiao Wanwan said so.

He snorted heavily, turned his head away and stopped talking.

Di Feisheng glanced at Li Xiangyi, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes.

He didn't say much, but just walked silently to the Moruo Ding and began to check the condition of the Ding.

Qiao Wanwan carefully took out a small porcelain bottle from her arms, the mouth of which was tightly plugged with red cloth.

She raised the porcelain bottle and said to everyone, "This is the blood of Shan Gudao that I just collected."

"He said he was a descendant of the Nanyin royal family, so he must have been telling us the truth."

There was a hint of uncertainty in Qiao Wanwan's voice. After all, it was hard to believe Shan Gudao's words completely.

"Let's try and see if we can use his blood to kill the blighters." Qiao Wanwan said softly.

When Fang Duobing heard this, he suddenly realized what was going on. He turned around abruptly and looked at Li Xiangyi with a teasing smile on his face.

"No wonder you were so timid when fighting Shan Gudao just now. It turns out you were planning to get his blood first."

Fang Duobing's voice contained a hint of ridicule, but more of it was admiration.

He originally thought that Li Xiangyi showed mercy to Shan Gudao because of their old friendship, but he didn't expect that he had other motives.

Li Xiangyi glanced at Fang Duobing indifferently without explaining anything, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

Di Feisheng had already moved the Moruo Ding to an open place. He carefully placed the Ding on the ground and then took a few steps back.

Qiao Wanwan took the porcelain bottle and walked to the Moruo Ding. She took a deep breath and pulled out the cork. A faint smell of blood immediately filled the air.

She carefully tilted the bottle mouth, and a few drops of bright red blood slowly dripped onto the bugs in the Moruo Ding.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the changes in the Moruo Ding. The air seemed to be frozen and silent.

However, as time passed, the bugs showed no reaction and continued to wriggle inside the cauldron, as if the blood had no effect on them.

Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly, and she dropped a few more drops of blood, but the result was still the same, the bug didn't change at all.

Everyone's faces became solemn, and they looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and puzzlement.

"How could this happen?" Fang Duobing couldn't help but speak, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"If the method of eliminating the maggots is correct, then there is something wrong with the blood." Fang Duobing frowned and analyzed.

"This blood was taken from Shan Gudao's body by Wanwan herself, so it shouldn't be fake." Li Xiangyi said in a deep voice.

He looked at Qiao Wanwan with a questioning look in his eyes.

Qiao Wanwan nodded and said affirmatively: "I can confirm that this blood is indeed from Shan Gudao."

"Then the only possibility is..." Qiao Wanwan paused, her face turning pale.

"Could it be that he has no relationship with the Nanyin royal family?" Qiao Wanwan's voice trembled slightly. She couldn't believe this possibility.

If Shan Gudao is not a descendant of the Nanyin royal family, then why does he want to restore Nanyin?

"Then what was the purpose of everything he has done over the years?" Li Xiangyi's voice was low and contained a hint of disbelief.

Fang Duobing also fell into deep thought. He frowned and was puzzled.

"If he is not a descendant of the Nanyin royal family, then why would he go to so much trouble to collect these Nanyin treasures?" Fang Duobing muttered to himself, as if he was asking someone else, or as if he was asking himself.

Di Feisheng had been silent the whole time, but at this moment he suddenly spoke up: "Perhaps, he has other purposes."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coldness that made people shudder.