ăQin Familyâs Back Mountaină
Atop the mountain, white clouds drifted by. Two figures sat facing each other.
"Youâre not afraid heâll run away, even after your Qin Family hands him over?" a man with a tuft of a beard at the corner of his mouth asked, glancing at Qin Chuan.
"He canât run," Qin Chuan replied, his confidence evident.
The man nodded. "True. After being poisoned by my Han Familyâs Seven-Star Darkening Scatter, the only cure is dual cultivation with the one from my family." He added, "That poison is unique to us, brought from within the sect."
Qin Chuan fell silent for a moment before changing the subject. "When will the one from your family emerge from seclusion?"
The man chuckled lightly. "What? You canât even wait that long?"
"Itâs not that I canât wait," Qin Chuan said. "Itâs that I donât want any mishaps."
"Rest assured," the man laughed. "My personal visit here is proof that she is not far from emerging."
"In that case, I am relieved." Qin Chuan nodded, seeming utterly indifferent to the events unfolding within his own family.
However, in the next moment, Qin Chuanâs head snapped up, his eyes wide with terror.
High above, in the ninth heaven, the clouds churned and roiled as thunderbolts gathered with terrifying speed.
"This is... the Wrath of Heaven and Earth!!!"
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ăQin Family Manoră
Everyone stared at Lin Mu in horror, a bone-chilling cold seeping into their limbs, making them feel weak.
The wind howled in fury.
The clouds roared.
Thunderbolts were converging.
It was as if a deity from the ninth heaven had been offended and was about to unleash the fires of annihilation upon the world.
Qin Wentian stared at Lin Mu, his mind reeling with an indescribable sense of oppression. "You... Who in the world are you? Youâre a Grandmaster! And no ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
At this moment, a seed of unease had firmly taken root in Qin Wentianâs heart.
Lin Mu paid him no mind. His palm rested on Qin Luoliâs back, using his spiritual energy to dissolve the toxins in her body.
"Lin Mu, I..." Qin Luoliâs face was pale, and her body began to tremble.
The poison, normally dormant, was agonizing when it flared upâa pain no ordinary person could endure. Moreover, a shameful impulse was blooming within her. Even knowing how inappropriate the timing was, Qin Luoli couldnât suppress the urge.
"Donât speak," Lin Muâs voice was gentle. He kept his spiritual energy contained within a small area, trying his best not to cause her any pain.
A few minutes later, Qin Luoliâs condition stabilized. The poison in her body hadnât been completely eliminated, merely suppressed.
His heart seethed with murderous intent, yet his actions remained gentle. These people from the Qin Family truly deserved to die! How dare they poison Qin Luoli with something so vile! If not for his Purple Extreme Heavenly Flame and his exceptionally pure spiritual energy, even he might not have been able to suppress it. This was no simple poison. It was something unseen in the mortal realm! It was a deadly venom designed specifically for cultivators! Even a Golden Core Stage cultivator would be unable to withstand it without special countermeasures.
"Lin Mu, am I going to die?" Qin Luoliâs face was a pale mask, but she tried to smile. Her delicate hand gently caressed his cheek as she spoke with weary exhaustion. "If I really do die, promise youâll still hold me, okay?"
"As long as Iâm here, you will be fine." After suppressing the poison in Qin Luoliâs body, Lin Mu said, "Rest for a moment. Iâm going to kill a few people."
The Qin Familyâs cruelty toward Qin Luoli had ignited Lin Muâs killing intent. His rage would not be quenched until he had annihilated the entire Qin Family.
Holding Qin Luoli tightly, Lin Mu slowly walked toward Qin Wentian.
"Kid, weâve handed her over. You can leave now!" Qin Wentian said, taking a deep breath. Although he had lost both arms and a leg, he was an Inner Strength Martial Artist with formidable vitality. He was weak but still capable of speech.
As for letting Lin Mu leave? It was merely a stalling tactic. After killing his family members and crippling him, how could he possibly let Lin Mu walk away?
"Anyone not involved, leave immediately!" Ignoring Qin Wentian, Lin Mu swept a cold gaze over the crowd, his tone indifferent. "Of course, if anyone wants to be buried alongside the Qin Family, I donât mind obliging."
At his words, many people scrambled to flee. A few Qin Family members tried to use the chaos to escape, but after taking only two steps, their bodies bizarrely exploded into a bloody mist. Lin Mu had already placed a blood curse on every member of the Qin Family, locking onto them. Without his permission, no one could leave.
Today, the Qin Family had only one fate: annihilation.
Seeing the gruesome deaths of the Qin Family members, the others ran even faster, wishing their parents had given them another pair of legs. Many of them didnât leave entirely but stopped at a safe distance to watch the spectacle. Someone was trying to wipe out the Qin Family! How could they possibly miss such a major event?
Lin Mu couldnât care less about them. He had given them a chance. If they chose to court death, they had no one to blame but themselves.
"Lin Mu, Iâve given you the person you want. Must you insist on making an enemy of the Qin Family?" Qin Wentian said coldly. "Iâll be honest with you. My Qin Family is in the wrong, but this woman has been chosen by the one from the Han Family. If you donât want to die so soon, take your woman and get out of Demon City!"
"The Han Family?" Lin Mu nodded slightly. "After I wipe out your Qin Family, theyâre next."
"Spare no one from the Qin Family!" Lin Mu ordered Shi Potian and Leng Feng.
The Wrath of the Heavenly Emperor can only be quenched by blood!
Instantly, the slaughter resumed. The members of the Qin Family shrieked in agony, praying for the Dragon of the Qin Family to appear and avenge them. Qin Wentian roared in fury, wanting to intervene but utterly powerless.
BOOM!
Suddenly, Lin Mu looked up toward the Qin Familyâs Back Mountain. From there, an overwhelming aura came roaring toward them.
"Youâve gone too far!" a voice dripping with tyrannical killing intent thundered from the horizon.
In the next instant, everyone watched as a figure shot through the air, appearing above the Qin Family Manor in a flash.
"Itâs Qin Chuan!"
"Qin Chuan of Demon City, twelfth on the Heavenâs List!"
"Heâs finally here! Is this battle truly unavoidable?"
Everyone stared up at the sky, their gazes filled with shock as they watched the figure standing in mid-air. His clothes whipped in the wild wind.
Qin Chuan surveyed the devastated Qin Family Manor and the handful of surviving family members, and a potent killing intent flared within his calm eyes.
"Chuan, youâre finally here!" Seeing Qin Chuan, Qin Wentian laughed maniacally and roared, "Hurry, kill this man and avenge our Qin Family!"
POP! POP! POP!
However, the moment the words left Qin Wentianâs mouth, three more members of the Qin Family died.
"You dare act so presumptuously in my presence? Die!" Qin Chuanâs roar was deafening. Enraged, he threw two punches.
In that moment, heaven and earth seemed to freeze. Unable to dodge in time, Shi Potian and Leng Feng coughed up blood and were sent flying backward. And that was just from a single punch thrown from a distance.
"Youâre next!" After severely injuring the two men, Qin Chuan whirled around, his eyes locking onto Lin Mu as he snarled, "I will make you wish you were dead!"
"Is that so?" Lin Muâs lips curled into a smirk. He pointed a finger, and Qin Wentianâs head instantly exploded.
THUMP!
A headless body collapsed heavily to the ground. For a moment, the world fell silent.
The mighty Qin Clan Chief, killed just like that? This...
"You! Are! Seeking! Death!"
*PS: Dear readers, donât be anxious, thereâs more to come...*