Martial Master

“Blame him for being too arrogant. He actually offended Young Master Ling Yi, not to mention looking at who he is,” said another person.

“Since he comes from the lower four domains, he should be more low-key. Not knowing how to restrain himself is just asking for trouble,” everyone agreed.

Liang Guanghao wore a smile on his face, slightly excited, but he said nothing. After all, he had made a fool of himself before and didn't want to be too proactive. Moreover, Ling Yi’s actions were partly due to his instigation, and he didn't want to be associated with it.

But the expression on his face was enough to show everything; it was filled with excitement and thrill, his mouth almost reaching his ears. “Sigh, this kid can kill his way into the Martial Domain from the lower four domains, which is quite something. But one must recognize their own position; otherwise, they will suffer a great loss,” he sighed, seemingly lamenting for Qin Chen, while in reality, he was smug and couldn’t hide it.

Ouyang Nana also glanced towards the valley, her eyes slightly hesitant, but in the end, she didn’t express anything.

“Hmph, I already warned him to be careful, but he insisted on burrowing into some valley. Well, let Ling Yi teach him a lesson; after all, Ling Yi wouldn’t kill him. At most, he will just teach him a few lessons and let him suffer a bit.”

Ouyang Nana closed her eyes, no longer paying attention to that place, and continued her cultivation.

“Young Master Chen?”

In the open area, Ye Mo and Yan Chida exchanged glances, worry evident in their eyes.

After a fierce internal struggle, the two gritted their teeth, their figures swaying as they wanted to stand up and head towards Qin Chen's location. Suddenly, several terrifying auras descended, intimidating the two; it was Liang Guanghao and the others.

“You two, isn’t it better to cultivate properly? Don’t go looking for trouble,” Liang Guanghao’s menacing laughter echoed, warning the two.

“Come on, if you have the guts, make a move,” Ye Mo and Yan Chida gritted their teeth and stood up.

“These two guys,” Liang Guanghao’s eyes turned cold, his face filled with anger.

But he really didn’t dare to make a move against Ye Mo and Yan Chida. This was an open space, under everyone’s watchful gaze. With so many people staring, there wasn’t even a cover; if he acted, several Martial Emperors guarding would surely not let it slide.

“Fine, the kid has already learned his lesson. Let’s go see just how miserable he is,” Liang Guanghao no longer bothered with Ye Mo and Yan Chida and led a few people closer to the valley.

Qin Chen sensed everything and immediately imitated Ling Yi’s tone, shouting, “I plan to enter closed-door cultivation here for some time, please do not disturb me.”

Liang Guanghao and the others, who had been inching closer to spy, were momentarily stunned. They had been silently approaching, but upon hearing this, they immediately stopped and slowly retreated, not wanting to provoke Ling Yi's displeasure.

At the same time, Liang Guanghao felt even more excited, his smile widening. It seemed Ling Yi didn’t think it was enough to just teach Qin Chen a lesson; he probably wanted to play with the kid a bit longer. Although they hadn’t seen the scene inside, it was clear that Qin Chen was bound to have a hard time.

Since Ling Yi had spoken, everything was obvious; his hunt had been successful. Only Ye Mo and Yan Chida's expressions slightly changed before they rushed up.

“Do you two want to die?” Ling Yi's cold voice rang out again. At the same time, a voice echoed in Ye Mo and Yan Chida’s minds, “You two go back. I’m fine; don’t expose anything.”

The two were momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, a hint of excitement flashing in their eyes. They feigned a look of panic and hurriedly retreated.

“I thought these two would have some backbone, but it’s nothing more than that,” Liang Guanghao snickered at the sight.

In the valley, Ling Yi was infuriated. He knelt in front of Qin Chen, feeling the retreat of Liang Guanghao and the others, and immediately spat blood.