Stranger Danger

“What kind of saber intent is this? Vicious, ruthless, bloodthirsty. Only a saber that had slaughtered thousands, no, tens of thousands of people could produce such an aura. Could it be... the Slaughterer of Ten Thousand? That’s Zhou Hengshan’s Strange Artifact, and Zhou Hengshan happens to be a Grandmaster. Did he take a hit from Zhou Hengshan?”

“Besides that, there’s a cold, yin energy that reminds me of the Black Sky Divine Palm. It’s the signature martial art of the Black Sky Divine Palace, and it can only be learned by a true disciple. If I remember correctly, Zhou Hengshan has a subordinate who’s a member of the Black Sky Divine Palace.”

“If I remember correctly, this guy is the Patrolman of Luo Shui. The Hidden Dragon Meet is being held in Tian Yong right now, and there’s a high chance he was a participant. The Hengshan Army is Tian Yong’s main military force, so that’s a match. Did he really provoke Zhou Hengshan?”

“Hmm, knowing how good this guy is at drawing trouble, it’s definitely not out of the realm of possibility. I wonder what happened to him? Whatever it was, it must be so bad that even my ridiculous encounter with the Earthly Sovereign’s Coffin looks paltry in comparison. That makes me feel so much better.”

Yi Pin indulged in schadenfreude for a moment before sighing, “Still, to survive Zhou Hengshan as a late-stage Spirit Purifier... youngsters these days are seriously something.”

Ye Qing had no idea that a certain Taoist had almost figured out the whole truth after he drove out a sliver of Zhou Hengshan’s saber intent and the Black Sky Divine Palm’s palm force from his body. He was too busy healing his broken body after all. After the successful attempt, he opened his mouth and inhaled the second wisp of Profound Yellow Qi into his stomach as well.

The possibilities were endless when the Profound Yellow Qi resided in one’s stomach. As vast, thick energy began circulating inside his body once more, the vicious, gloomy energies writhing inside the room were destroyed, and Ye Qing shone like a yellow sun.

......

Bang!

About two hours later, the door was suddenly flung open by a brawny, violent-looking man. The first thing he did was to yell at Yi Pin, “Where is your Profound Yellow Qi, Taoist?!”

Then, he noticed that there was a second person inside the room, and he was shining like a mini sun. His eyes bulged with surprise as he questioned, “What the hell’s going on here? Where is the Profound Yellow Qi?”

Cowering at a corner, Yi Pin didn’t hesitate to put Ye Qing in harm’s way immediately. “What else? I got robbed. If you want the Profound Yellow Qi, then go get him. I’ve got nothing for you.”

I don’t have your Profound Yellow Qi~

And I ain’t giving you my life~

If you want the Profound Yellow Qi~

Then go fuck up the guy who fucked me over~

Whatever happens next is between you~ and him~

Sincerely,

Yi Pin

Enraged, the brawny man immediately threw a punch at Ye Qing’s head. “Nauseating filth! How dare you steal what belongs to my master! You deserve death!”

The brawny man was a middle-stage Spirit Purifier, and his fist resembled a giant boulder rolling down a steep cliff. It kept growing faster and deadlier like an avalanche.

“Rolling Boulder Fist”

The brawny man’s name was Han Meng. He might be huge, but that didn’t mean his brain was the size of a peanut. He knew that no one in this place was a small fry because the Earthly Sovereign’s Coffin itself had deemed them worthy of receiving its trials. That was why he went all out right from the start.

“Die!”

Excitement and glee well up inside Han Meng’s heart as his fist got closer and closer to Ye Qing’s head. It was bad enough he was kidnapped to this place and subjected to life-or-death trials, but a stronger warrior had enslaved him into doing his bidding as well. To say he was frustrated would be an understatement.

Frustration must be vent, and killing was the best way to vent one’s frustration. He grew so excited imagining Ye Qing’s head exploding into a shower of gore that his eyes turned bloodshot.

His fist was exactly an inch away from Ye Qing’s head when suddenly, it came to a stop.

He hadn’t stopped because he wanted to. It was because someone had caught his fist as easily as a gangster catching the fist of a weak, powerless girl.

Unfortunately for him, he was the weak, powerless girl in that scenario.

Realizing that the person he thought was prey was actually far stronger than he was, he immediately tried to struggle and break free. But no matter what he tried, forget wrenching himself free, he couldn’t even move his opponent’s arm. It was like his fist was trapped inside a mountain.

“My master is the Earthly Sovereign’s—!”

Han Meng immediately tried to bring up his patron in hopes of cowering Ye Qing into leaving him alive. However, Ye Qing opened his eyes before he could finish. His eyes looked as deep as the night, as enigmatic as a god, and as eerie as a demon.

Han Meng’s voice abruptly cut short, and his eyes gradually turned empty and lifeless. It wasn’t long before he was dead.

“What were you saying just now, brother?” Ye Qing turned toward Yi Pin after killing Han Meng.

The moment Yi Pin saw Ye Qing’s eyes, his mind shook like a leaf, and his soul felt like it had fallen into the lowest depths of hell. He hurriedly looked away, slammed the door shut as quick as lightning, and said in an urgent voice, “You screwed up, brother.”

“I did?” Ye Qing glanced at the lifeless Han Meng. “Are you sure?”

“I’m not talking about him, I’m talking about his patron!”

Yi Pin explained as quickly as he could, “This guy is a servant of the Earthly Sovereign Hall’s descendant I told you before, Yue Juejiang. He’s here to collect the Profound Yellow Qi for him.”

In Yi Pin’s imagination, Ye Qing was supposed to reveal the fact that he was a Half-Step Spirit Master and scare off Han Meng. When Han Meng brought the news back to his master, Yue Juejiang, Sun Xuanzhen and Huo Linglong would have no choice but to accept this because fighting Ye Qing wasn’t worth the two wisps of Profound Yellow Qi.

This was also why he didn’t stop Ye Qing from refining the Profound Yellow Qi earlier. The stronger Ye Qing was, the safer he would be.

However, Ye Qing went off script and killed Han Meng right from the get go. Now, they had made an enemy of Yue Juejiang.

This was not the plan, dammit!

“He’s the collector?” Ye Qing’s eyes suddenly lit up. “Does that mean he has a lot of Profound Yellow Qi with him right now?”

Yi Pin’s heart skipped a beat. Did I make another mistake?

Ye Qing looked Han Meng up and down a couple times before setting his gaze on a bright yellow calabash on the man’s waist. He grabbed it while asking, “Is this it?”

The bright yellow calabash was barely big enough to fit on a person’s palm, but it was surprisingly heavy. Before Yi Pin could say anything, Ye Qing uncorked the calabash and caused a stream of thick yellow qi to gush out of the opening. The entire room was dyed dark yellow in just the blink of an eye.

“Oh my, five wisps of Profound Yellow Qi?!”

Ye Qing’s eyes shone even brighter than before.

“What are you planning, brother?” Yi Pin gulped.

“Nothing? I just think that these Profound Yellow Qi and I are destined for each other,” Ye Qing replied matter-of-factly.

“Are you seriously going to rob Yue Juejiang?!” Yi Pin exclaimed in shock and horror. Think thrice before you act, brother! Don’t let your greed overcome your good senses!

“Who are you calling a robber? Like I said, these Profound Yellow Qi and I are destined for each other. If that’s not true, then why would they set foot on my doorstep of their own accord?” Ye Qing argued.

Yi Pin: “...” It’s bad enough that you killed the guy and looted his stuff, now you’re going to call it destiny as well? You really are the most shameless person in the world.

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