Published: December 28, 2024
“Unexpectedly, the few women from Yunzhou have such backgrounds. If I had known earlier, I shouldn’t have interfered; now I'm just asking for trouble.”
Elder Zuan’s heart was filled with terror, and he finally spoke up: “This Young Hero, Ao Qingling and the others, I allocated them to Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain.”
“Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain?”
Qin Chen felt a chill in his heart and coldly said, “Isn’t that the cave abode occupied by Murong Tian?”
“It was indeed the Holy Son Murong Tian who instructed us to allocate them this way. The Holy Son Murong Tian has an extraordinary background and has risen against the odds, targeting those few. I, as a member of the Martial Artist Department, do not have much background; since the Holy Son Murong Tian arranged it this way, I’m just following orders.”
Elder Zuan cried out in despair: “That Holy Son Murong Tian is a peerless genius in the mid-Heavenly Saint realm, with cultivation stronger than mine, and as a Holy Son, he also has considerable background. I simply cannot do anything about it.”
“Hmph, can’t do anything? Speak, what benefits did Murong Tian give you?” Qin Chen coldly asked.
“Nothing…”
Before Elder Zuan could finish his sentence, he screamed under Qin Chen’s pressure: “I said that Murong Tian gave me ten low-grade Heaven-level Holy Veins.”
“For just ten low-grade Heaven-level Holy Veins, you allowed a few newly recruited female disciples of the Martial Artist Department to walk into a tiger's den? How can you still have the face to be an elder? How can you serve as a teacher?”
A terrifying killing intent surged from Qin Chen, like the arrival of death itself.
“Senior…” Lin An, who was shocked and dumbfounded beside him, finally jumped up: “Please spare them, release Elder Zuan and Manager Xiang Zun; after all, they are elders and managers of our Martial Artist Department. If you kill them, it will be quite troublesome. We are in the right, but if you kill them, we lose that right. Please don’t kill them.”
Lin An was so frightened that he was on the verge of losing his mind. If Qin Chen truly killed Elder Zuan, everything would be irretrievable. Regardless of Qin Chen's background, no force would tolerate someone daring to kill an elder in the Martial Artist Department.
“Fine, my original intention was not to create a massacre within the Martial Artist Department, otherwise, I wouldn’t be so easy to talk to,” Qin Chen’s gaze flickered and he calmed down, “However, these two guys can escape the death penalty but cannot escape the punishment of living. I will take everything on them; it's all illicit gains. And you two, go back and confess your crimes to the Martial Artist Department. Otherwise, when I return from Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain and see you haven’t confessed, it won’t be so simple. You should know, in my eyes, you two are like dead dogs. Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken, not a problem at all. Scram.”
With a casual toss, Elder Zuan and Manager Xiang Zun rolled out like two tumbling gourds, crashing against the walls of the grand hall.
The two lay on the ground in terror, their throats choking, their eyes filled with fear, unable to speak.
“You, take me to Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain.”
Then, Qin Chen soared into the air, taking Lin An with him, flying towards Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two rapidly traversed through the air. Jiuyang Shenxuan Mountain was a renowned paradise within the Martial Artist Department and one of the top cave abodes. Lin An naturally had heard of it.
As he followed Qin Chen, directing the way, he was continuously frustrated. He had now become embroiled in this conflict, and all he could do was pray that Qin Chen held a significant status and could defeat Holy Son Murong Tian; otherwise, he would be in trouble.
Having participated in so many events, if the higher-ups were to hold him accountable, as a mere disciple, he would be powerless to resist and would have to face punishment.