"Yu Longting, Su Wan!! You’re still alive??" Qingyang’s expression was as if he had swallowed ten thousand live flies.

Yu Longting shook out the Black Gold Longsword from his sleeve and, with a lift of his hand, chopped off Qingyang’s head, stuffing it into the rank-smelling Golden Altar. "Even if you turn to ashes after death, neither my wife nor I will die. What a pipe dream, still thinking about killing us."

"Why? Sister, you’re helping outsiders kill me, your own younger brother. Are you being threatened or kidnapped by them?" Despite Qingyang’s cultivation to Physical Sanctification and his status in the Immortal Class, he was no simple character.

Even with his head severed, he could still speak, his eyes filled with rage.

Qing Li’s delicate hand touched my forehead, her gaze like looking at an idiot, staring at the head in the altar, "Tsk, who are the outsiders? Yu Longting is my own son, Wanwan is my daughter-in-law, Yu Qingxiao is my husband. You’ve tried to assassinate my son and kill my grandson time and again; who else would I deal with if not you?!"

"Wha... what??" Qingyang was utterly bewildered.

Qing Li grabbed Qingyang’s Taoist robe collar and questioned, "I didn’t tell you these things, so you didn’t know, which might be excusable, but why do you have a Demon Qi Seed?? Afraid to go to the Immortal Realm and become a fugitive?"

"How... how do you know I have a Demon Qi Seed?? Could it be that brat Yu Longting told you?" Qingyang angrily retorted.

Qing Li looked disappointed, letting out a low, cold laugh, "Your sister sacrificed herself to the mountains and rivers for 306 lifetimes, just to merge the Demon Cave with herself and turn it into a regular cave. But my own brother, you played with the Demon Qi Seed to the level of a master. You might not dare to practice Demonic Qi, but the Demon Qi Seed, you researched it deliberately to harm people, didn’t you?"

"Grandmother, you... you once..." My voice suddenly failed, my hand grasping my vocal chords, my heart aching incessantly.

I only knew she had merged with the Demon Cave, but hearing Qing Li’s self-martyrdom process firsthand made my blood flow backward, rendering me unable to breathe.

Qing Li had no extra energy to respond to me, her eyes were like ice forming, moistened by the liquid, "You stay here, not going to the Immortal Realm, aside from longing for freedom, because you’re also afraid of being discovered by those above that you privately condensed the Demon Qi Seed, which is a capital crime that deserves the extermination of your Three Souls and Seven Spirits."

"Sister, I... I only utilized the residual Demonic Qi in the mortal world to condense a few seeds, nothing more," Qingyang, covered in white hair, flared up like fireworks from the altar.

He also seemed to know the Forbidden Woman Witchcraft, long hair attacking Qing Li’s slender, fair neck.

Qing Li’s eyes turned to ash in an instant, she didn’t even bother to defend, much less speak another word.

She simply moved to stand behind Yu Longting, quietly waiting for her son’s protection.

With a flick of the Black Gold Longsword, the white hair was severed and fell back into the altar.

Yu Longting picked up the nearby lid for the Golden Altar and covered it directly, pressing a bloodstained weight on top for good measure.

The weight represents fairness and justice in the world, the righteous spirit of the mountains and rivers.

With that press, the head inside the altar quieted down.

Qingyang’s body still attempted to escape.

Yu Longting casually cut off the limbs and sealed them into two other altars.

Then, he proceeded to dig a pit with me to bury it in the room.

"We need to bury them like this for two days, using the natural deadly energy underground to seal him, so he stays quiet for a while." Yu Longting, after burying the Golden Altar, looked at the sky, which was already turning gray at the dawn.

I blinked at Yu Longting, "So does this mean we have to guard the spirit here for two days?"