Kai Huang

After traversing through time, Li Xuan was delighted to have become the second son of Earl Chengyi's mansion, as well as a proud warrior of Liudao Fumo. However, just ten days into his privileged life, he faced fierce female supervisors, terrifying ghost-girls, and spiteful demonesses one after another.
Amidst this whirlpool of challenges, Li Xuan claimed he didn't feel a bit panicked. A few years later, standing above the Yangtze River, he swung his sword, and with that, thousands of miles of landscapes were instantly frozen.
Where will the demoness escape to? Take my sword!

Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?

Li Xuan wanted to save some face for his superior, but he had really gained nothing.


Just as he was about to shake his head and say "no," he saw thousands of red silk threads exploding from behind him, just like the scene of the wolf pack murder case the day before, attempting to capture the lingering spirits of the dead summoned by Zhang Yingyuan that had yet to fully disperse.


But in this instant, Li Xuan's consciousness was once again struck like by a hammer, causing severe dizziness. At the same time, a piece of bloody and unfamiliar information appeared in his mind.


It was a set of memory images just as vague as during the wolf pack murder. It was like a collection of mosaic-laden film reels.


In these fragmented memories, Li Xuan faintly sensed that his body seemed to be tied up in a spread-eagle fashion to a stake. In front of him was a three-tiered altar.


Chapter 38 Golden Finger Exposed_1