Following a cold shout, a seven-colored cloud descended and wrapped around the crippled Qin Che.
Then, Qin Wu Ya appeared. His face was full of anger and killer's intent.
"Third Uncle, kill him! You have to kill him!" Qin Che screamed crazily. His entire body was shaking.
Half of it was from pain, the other half was from anger.
As a direct descendant of the Qin Emperor Clan, his status was extremely high. Especially in the outside world, even seventh leveled cultivators had to treat him with respect.
Yet now, he was half crippled by Ling Xian. How humiliating was this? Why wouldn't he be angry?
"Shut up first."
Glaring at Qin Che, Qin Wu Ya shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "I know Qin Che's personality very well. He must've provoked you first."
Then, he changed the topic, "But no matter what, he is a member of the Qin Emperor Clan. What you are doing is slapping the Qin Emperor Clan in the face."
"So what?" Feng Xing took the first step and said, "You are from the Qin Emperor Family, are we not allowed to fight?"
"You are right. You cannot fight someone from the Qin Emperor Clan. At the very least, they are not people you can fight." Qin Wu Ya's expression was emotionless and naturally arrogant.
This made Ling Xian frown. Feng Xing's lungs were about to explode from anger.
He stared at Qin Wu Ya coldly and mocked, "I've heard the Emperor God's Clan is arrogant and overbearing. Now that I've seen you today, you truly live up to your reputation."
"That's because the Emperor God's Clan has the right to do so." Qin Wu Ya was arrogant as he said, "I don't want to waste time with you. Destroy your own cultivation and what happened today will be over."
Hearing this, everyone's expression changed, and they clenched their fists tightly.
To cultivators, cultivation is everything. Without cultivation, what's the point of living?
Without a doubt, Qin Wu Ya was forcing Ling Xian into a dead end!
"What a right to destroy your own cultivation. What a right to destroy your own cultivation."
Ling Xian laughed. It was somewhat cold and somewhat mocking.
"What right do you have? You just have a good ancestor. "
"This is your luck and your pride. But it is not your right to be arrogant."
"That glory belongs to the Divine Emperor alone. It has nothing to do with you."
"What you've done is a disgrace to your ancestors and a disgrace to the Divine Emperor!"
Ling Xian scolded them mercilessly. This made Feng Xing and the others' blood boil and made Qin Wuya furious.
The descendants of the royal clans who just showed up were also enraged and wanted nothing more than to tear Ling Xian into pieces.
However, no one could refute his words.
Ling Xian was right. The reason why they were so high above others was because of their ancestors. But that was the glory of the Divine Emperor alone, and it had nothing to do with them, the younger generation. What right did they have to be arrogant?
Even if he could, he shouldn't be so overbearing and insufferably arrogant. This would bring shame to the Divine Emperor!
"Haha, well said, it's so satisfying!"
"I've wanted to say this for a long time, but I don't have the guts. Young Master is mighty!"
"Domineering, this is too satisfying. Relying on the glory of his ancestors to be high and mighty, who do you think you are!"
Everyone spoke up one after another. While they felt delighted, they were also filled with worry.
These words, without a doubt, slapped the Qin Clan in the face and offended all five clans. Ling Xian was merely a cultivator of the seventh level. Even if he was of the eighth level, he wouldn't end up well.
After all, they were the Divine Emperor Clan, the most powerful force in the Xuan Wu Continent!
"Young man, you are seeking death." Qin Wuya's expression darkened and his eyes looked like they were about to spit out fire.
He knew that the entire continent hated the Divine Emperor Clan, but nobody dared to say anything bad about the Divine Emperor Clan. Even those of the eighth level didn't dare to do so.
But Ling Xian said it out loud. This was without a doubt, a slap in the face!
"You can't kill me."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. He knew very well the consequence of what he said. In other words, he was standing on the opposite side of the Divine Emperor Clan. But if Qin Wuya didn't force him into a dead end, why would he do this?
"You are merely of the intermediate stage of the Reasoning Realm. Killing you is as easy as flipping my palm." Qin Wuya laughed, full of sarcasm.
Everyone else from the Qin Clan reacted the same.
Qin Wuya was a powerhouse at the peak of the Reasoning Realm. He was two levels higher than Ling Xian. This gap was like the difference between cloud and mud.
Only Feng Xing was confident in Ling Xian.
"You can come and try."
Ling Xian responded aggressively, "But before that, I will take three of your palms to repay your kindness."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone, including Qin Wuya, was stunned.
Nobody thought that after being forced into a dead end by Qin Wuya, Ling Xian would still remember his kindness.
At this moment, two words flashed through everyone's mind: Loyal and righteous!
Even those from the Qin Emperor's Clan were looking at Ling Xian with respect.
"Interesting. You can't even handle one of my palms, let alone three." Qin Wuya coldly snickered.
"Come at me. Even though you did it casually, a favor is a favor. I have to repay it."
Ling Xian stood with his hands behind his back. Though he was skinny, in everyone's eyes, he appeared so stalwart.
His heart was clear between hatred and kindness. His bones would rather be broken than bent!
"I will not be merciful." Qin Wuya's eyes revealed his killer's intent.
"I don't need you to be merciful."
Ling Xian flapped around his sleeve, "Make your move. After these three palms, I don't owe you anything."
"Alright, take my first palm!" Qin Wuya shouted. His palm began to shine and he slammed forward.
He used all his strength in this palm. As it shattered the void, everyone's expression changed.
However, Ling Xian was not fazed.
In the face of this extremely terrifying palm, not only did he not defend himself, even the natural magic barrier that existed in his body dissipated.
Because he said he would take three palms from Qin Wuya. Naturally, he cannot defend!
HOMMM!
The shocking palm landed squarely on Ling Xian's body. Blood dripped from his lips and he stumbled back a few steps.
"What a powerful physique. Again!"
Qin Wuya shouted coldly. He gathered all his spiritual energy into one palm and slammed forward.
BANG!
Fresh blood splattered everywhere. Ling Xian's face was pale white, but he stood there like a mountain.
This made Feng Xing and everyone else's eyes turn red. Even those from the Qin Clan fell into silence.
Without a doubt, this was a stupid thing to do. But it was stupid enough to be respected!
"Young man, you are dead for sure. The third palm will kill you!"
Qin Che laughed out loud. The way he looked at Ling Xian was like he was looking at a dead man.
Qin Wuya was the same.
He knew very well of his own capabilities. Even cultivators of the same level cannot take three of his palms without dodging!
"To be able to take two of my palms is not bad. Sadly, this is the end."
Qin Wuya shouted angrily. He gathered all his spiritual energy into his right hand and slammed forward the third palm.
HOMMM!
Following an earth shattering rumble, Ling Xian was slammed into a mountain far away. Instantly, the mountain collapsed and dust flew everywhere, blocking everyone's vision.
However, this couldn't stop everyone's impatience.
Everyone's gaze was fixated on the mountain peak. They wanted to know if Ling Xian would live or die after the third palm.
"Haha, after taking three palms, he is dead for sure!" Qin Che laughed out loud.
In the next second, however, his laughter abruptly stopped.
Because a statement was made from within the dust. The voice wasn't loud, but it rumbled like thunder and shook up the Heaven and Earth.
"Three palms have passed. This favor … is written off!"
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