Chapter 93 The Untamed 36
Ling Xi stopped him and said, "Wait a minute, Immortal Governor."

Wen Ruohan's eyes were extremely unfriendly, looking at her as if he was looking at a roadblock blocking his pursuit of power: "Why?"

Ling Xi explained: "Immortal Governor, do you know what the Wen Clan of Qishan has done over the years?"

There was a moment of confusion in Wen Ruohan's eyes. He wondered what the Qishan Wen Clan had done.

Did you kill the whole family or the entire clan?

Seeing that Wen Ruohan seemed to be clueless, Ling Xi covered his eyes and laughed.

Who is this Wen Ruohan? You are the sect leader and the immortal supervisor, but you don't fulfill your responsibilities. You don't manage the sect or the hundreds of immortal families. You just practice in seclusion and don't know anything when asked.

It is no wonder that the people under the Wen Clan of Qishan have become disloyal. The hundreds of immortal families also have many complaints about the Wen Clan of Qishan. In Qishan, there are so many spies that anyone can get involved.

Yes, Ling Xi once asked Meng Yao to investigate the Wen family in Qishan, but the result was shocking, because Meng Yao discovered more than one force in Qishan. The one with the most secret agents in Qishan was the Lanling Jin family, who almost changed the Wen family's surname to Jin.

Ling Xi said bluntly: "Immortal Governor, when the Netherworld Seal is reassembled and returns to the Netherworld, the realm above the Golden Core is the Nascent Soul. When you upgrade to the Nascent Soul, you have to go through the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation. At this time, you have to pay attention to cause and effect, and in addition to this, there are also merits.

As far as I know, the Wen Clan of Qishan has been bullying men and women and acting arbitrarily under the name of the Immortal Supervisor over the years, and has accumulated a lot of sins. If the Immortal Supervisor had the merits he has now, I'm afraid he would die in a thunder tribulation before he has even passed a few."

All the disciples of the Wen family are closely related to the sect leader Wen Ruohan. Naturally, God will hold Wen Ruohan responsible for the evil they have done.

Ling Xi didn't care much about Wen Ruohan's life or death, it was just that Wen Ruohan happened to be a sharp sword to deal with Jin Guangshan.

If the Wen family of Qishan wants to be destroyed, it may require the unity of hundreds of immortal families just like in the original drama.

But who knows what kind of conspiracy Jin Guangshan will plot in secret. Although she is not afraid, she thinks that the rats jumping around are really troublesome, and she doesn't want trouble.

Therefore, leaving Wen Ruohan behind was a gift from her to Jin Guangshan, a gift that sent him on the road to death.

Wen Ruohan was naturally surprised. Has his Qishan Wen Clan become so rotten?
"I understand what you mean, Wen Zhuliu."

Wen Ruohan's face was dark, like the calm before the storm, and he called out a person's name.

A reserved and thoughtful middle-aged man walked out from the side. He looked ordinary, but anyone who knew the name Wen Zhuliu would stay away from him.

Because he has a nickname that everyone is afraid of: the Dan Hand.

As the name suggests, to dissolve the golden elixir of a cultivator is to dissolve the golden elixir. The golden elixir contains all the cultivation of a cultivator. When the golden elixir is dissolved, the cultivator becomes an ordinary person.

Wen Zhuliu: "Sect Master."

Wen Ruohan: "Go check, check everything clearly for me."

Wen Zhuliu: “Yes.”

Wen Zhuliu then walked out of the hall.

Ling Xi looked at Wen Ruohan's irritable and gloomy eyes, and a stream of spiritual power in his hand shot out, landing on Wen Ruohan's body.

"This is a gift from me to the Immortal Governor. I hope he will like it."

Wen Ruohan suddenly felt that his heart, which had been filled with resentment, had calmed down. The anger that used to run rampant in his chest was gone, and he felt extremely comfortable, as if he had broken free from all constraints.

Wen Ruohan knew that was the consequence of his training with Yin Iron. The Yin Iron backfired. If it weren't for Wei Lingxi, he would have gone astray and died like Xue Chonghai hundreds of years ago, which just confirmed the curse that Xue Chonghai had cast on the Wen family of Qishan.

"Thank you very much." Wen Ruohan rarely thanked him politely. This made Ling Xi flattered.

She thought that this Immortal Lord could only look at people with the top of his head.

"This thing is for you."

As he spoke, Wen Ruohan threw something over. Ling Xi subconsciously caught it and took a closer look. It was a token. Wow, it was made of gold and was very heavy. The most important thing was the words written on it: Immortal Supervisor's Token.

Ling Xi suddenly felt that the token in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds.

He is so willful. He sends it just as the Immortal Governor orders.

But Ling Xi took it without hesitation. She was not a fool and would rather take advantage of the opportunity.

Besides, if she were to fight with Wen Ruohan, she might not be defeated.

After receiving such a gift from Wen Ruohan, Ling Xi kindly reminded him: "By the way, Immortal Governor, I have a suggestion for you. You might as well check your second son. Maybe there will be a surprise. In addition, if you want to continue to practice in seclusion, you'd better find a reliable person to manage Qishan. You can also give up the position of the sect leader. Do you want me to recommend a suitable candidate to you?"

Hearing that he could practice with peace of mind, Wen Ruohan became interested, "Who are you talking about?"

He doesn't care who becomes the sect leader. He has stayed in the position of sect leader only because there is no suitable candidate.

Ling Xi: Why is this person's focus wrong? I asked him to check on Wen Chao, shouldn't his first reaction be to care whether he was cheated on by someone else? Why is he focusing on someone who can help him concentrate on cultivation?
Ling Xi didn't quite understand the train of thought of the crazy cultivator.

However, this is a good thing for her. She curled her lips and smiled, "Wen Qing from my Lingyun Sect. Although she is from my Lingyun Sect, at least she and you are from the same clan. If I give it to the Wen Clan of Qishan, it won't be taken away by others."

Wen Ruohan thought for a moment and asked, "Wen Qing, are you from the Dafan Mountain lineage?"

Ling Xi: “Not bad.”

Wen Ruohan understood. When the incident happened at Mount Dafan, he went there late. However, he was so surprised to find the Yin Iron at that time that he didn't pay much attention to Mount Dafan.

Thinking about it now, Wen Ruohan understood why the Qihuang lineage moved away from Qishan many years ago. It was to protect the piece of Yin Iron fragment.

"Then it's Wen Qing. Ask her to come to Qishan later. I will announce to all the immortal sects that from now on, Wen Clan will take Wen Qing as the leader."

Ling Xi: "Thank you very much, Immortal Governor. Now that we have finished talking, I will take my leave."

Wen Ruohan ignored her and Ling Xi walked away.

As for what problems he would find out about Qishan and how to deal with them, that was no longer her business.

In short, the situation in the original plot where the Wen family angered all the families will not occur.

After Ling Xi left, Wen Ruohan sat on the throne inlaid with various gems, looking at Wen Chao who was thrown on the ground and no one was paying attention to him. He raised his hand and cast a spell, and a stream of spiritual power was injected into Wen Chao's body.

After finding out that Wen Chao was not of his bloodline, Wen Ruo became cold as ice, and his whole body was filled with a terrifying murderous aura.

No wonder, Wen Chao doesn't look like him and his talent for cultivation is average. He thought he inherited his mother's talent, but it turns out that he is not his offspring at all.

There are so many talented people in this world of cultivation. They are so brave that they have plotted against him and played him in their hands.

He wanted to see how many people wanted the seat under him, but that also depended on whether they were lucky enough to sit there.

(End of this chapter)