Three years was neither a long time nor a short time.
In the three years that Qin Tian left, the Qin clan and even the whole Qinghe city changed. The northwest king, Yang Hong, was not willing to be mediocre all his life. He wanted the word 'King', but he wanted the word 'Emperor'.
The seven northwestern cities of Dali dynasty were all under Yang Hong's control.
The ambition that had been hidden for many years, the ambition that was buried for tens of years, finally burst out.
Qinghe city was his first battle and was easily taken down. Zhao Hetu had been requesting for reinforcements to be stationed in Qinghe city for many years, but he never succeeded. His letters could not even reach Dali imperial city and were intercepted by Yang Hong. His goal was to make Qinghe city a mere figurehead.
Qinghe city's geographical location was strategic. It had the natural barrier of Qingshui river and the dangerous Kunlun mountain range to the north. Taking it down was undoubtedly an extra layer of protection, an extra path of retreat.
Yang Hong had always coveted Qinghe city, so when he became the emperor, the first place he conquered was Qinghe city.
The current Qinghe City was no longer divided by clans like before. Almost all the forces in Qinghe City had been incorporated. Even the adventurer teams that went in and out of the Kunlun Mountain Range had been incorporated. Those who disobeyed were killed without mercy.
In those few days, Qinghe city flowed with blood … …
Qinghe city had changed, and the Qin clan was shaken even more.
In Furong restaurant, Zhang Dafu was busy as usual. However, he would occasionally stand at the entrance of the restaurant and stare blankly at the north street. When the restaurant appeared, the adventurer teams that came out from Kunlun mountain range would go and inquire about Qin Tian's whereabouts.
Three years had passed, but Qin Tian had yet to return. Everyone thought that he had died in Kunlun mountain range and would not be able to come out alive.
Ever since Qin Tian spared him once and made a name for himself in the Clans Invitational Tournament, he had decided to stand by Qin Tian's side. The Qin Clan had changed much more in the past few years than in the past few decades. He didn't know if it was time to change the determination in his heart.
After all, how many people could stay in Kunlun mountain range for three years and come out alive?
Zhang Dafu was an outer disciple who had been abandoned by the Qin Clan. His lifelong wish was to return to the Qin Clan. Even being a servant was a hundred times better than being outside.
The only person he could rely on was Qin Tian. However, ever since the turmoil in the Qin family, he knew that it was impossible to rely on Qin Tian. Not to mention that Qin Tian could come out of the Kunlun Mountain Range alive, even if he came out alive, he would not be able to fight against the Qin family. The current Qin family was no longer the Qin family of the past.
Even the signboard on the gate of the Qin Clan was changed to 'Qin Residence'. Qin Zhantian was now one of the founding ministers of Sky Border Imperial City, and the disciples of the Qin Clan became the Qin Army.
Zhang Dafu let out a long sigh and started to calculate on his abacus. Looking at the accounts, his heart tightened. The taxes were getting heavier and heavier. If this continued, Furong Restaurant would not be able to continue operating.
"Boss, give me three grilled fish and half a pound of beef …"
Zhang Dafu raised his head and revealed a professional smile. Just as he was about to ask the new waiter to serve him, his eyes turned sluggish. Looking at the young man on the seat, his heart trembled, "Young … Master Qin … you … returned."
His voice was filled with excitement and shock. The joy in his eyes caused Qin Tian to tremble. Looking at Zhang Dafu, he smiled, "Shopkeeper, your smile is still as disgusting as before."
The moment Qin Tian opened his mouth, Zhang Dafu immediately ran over with a smile. Looking around, his expression changed and he pulled Qin Tian towards the backyard.
Seeing Zhang Dafu's expression, it seemed that there was something important. Qin Tian smiled and followed him.
When they reached the backyard, Zhang Dafu's expression changed. "Young master, you should leave Qinghe city quickly. You will not be able to return to the Qin Clan."
"Not able to return?" Qin Tian frowned. Wasn't the reason he cultivated in the Kunlun Mountain Range for three years to openly step into the Qin Clan and fiercely slap their faces? Hearing Zhang Dafu's words, Qin Tian immediately became alert and asked, "Did something happen?"
"Did something happen to Meng Lei?"
"Master Meng, he … he …" Zhang Dafu revealed a pained expression. Gritting his teeth, he said, "He fell off the cliff, his life or death is unknown."
"What?"
"Rumble!" Qin Tian's mind suddenly exploded. A strong killing intent was released. The aura from his body instantly melted the thick layer of snow in the surroundings, causing it to evaporate.
Zhang Dafu's face turned pale. His heart shrank and his body could not move. Cold sweat appeared on his forehead and rolled down. Choking with sobs, he said, "Young master … spare … spare … my life …"
Seeing Zhang Dafu's pained expression, Qin Tian's eyebrows loosened and his killing intent disappeared. Taking a step forward, he grabbed Zhang Dafu's collar. His eyes were like black holes, emitting a cold light that could pierce through the soul, "Speak quickly, what happened?"
Zhang Dafu gasped for breath. Qin Tian's killing intent almost crushed him to death. Seeing Qin Tian's cold eyes, he immediately said, "Yang clan forced Yun Man to marry, but Yun Man did not comply. Meng Lei swore to protect her with his life. The two of them escaped to the cliff, but were thrown off the cliff by the grand elder. It is unknown whether they are dead or alive."
"Qin Xiangtian!"
Qin Tian raised his head and roared. The joints of his body made crackling sounds. If not for him restraining himself, the aura released from his body would have instantly killed Zhang Dafu.
Gritting his teeth and frowning, his eyes were bloodshot. Suddenly, Qin Tian's heart trembled. A dragon's roar sounded from the nine heavens.
Turning around, he asked, "Where is Yun Man now?"
"Yun Man was forced into a corner and was framed by Qin Kuang. Yesterday, she was sent to Sky Border city. I'm afraid she has already arrived … …"
"Qin Kuang!"
The cold voice was like the ice of the ocean, causing Zhang Dafu to shiver. Suddenly, a cold wind blew and Qin Tian disappeared.
After Qin Tian left, Zhang Dafu could not bear the weight and sat on the ground. His eyes were filled with shock as he muttered, "Too … … too … … powerful."
Qin clan was decorated with lanterns. Big red lanterns were hung up high and people walked in and out with a joyous smile on their faces.
To be able to climb up to a national relative, the Qin clan was the only one in Qinghe city.
Everyone couldn't understand why the third young master of the Yang clan, Yang Lin, a genius, would fancy Yun Man who was only a rank six spirit formation realm cultivator. Furthermore, Yun Man was naturally timid. To her, cultivation was simply useless. She didn't even dare to fight with others.
They really did not know what Yang Lin saw in her.
Qin clan did not care what Yang Lin saw in Yun Man. As long as Yang Lin liked her, it would be fine. The power of the seven cities in the northwest was strong. In the future, it would only be a matter of time for Yang Hong to unify Dali dynasty. As the most outstanding third son out of Yang Hong's four sons, his future would be boundless.
For Yang Lin to fancy Yun Man, the Qin clan would naturally be overjoyed.
At the entrance of the Qin clan's house, a cold wind blew and a long shadow appeared. Qin Tian stared coldly at the two words' Qin clan 'and revealed a strong killing intent … …
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