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IMMORTAL AND MARTIAL SUPREME MASTER

The ninth son of the Tianhan Immortal Emperor of the fairy realm, Qin Yun had the rare gift of the Chaos Immortal physique and even achieved the cultivation level of Real Immortal at ten years old. He was so skilled that his father was considering making him the successor to the throne. But his idyllic life was shattered at the hands of a massive conspiracy, and the Immortal Emperor, his own father, not only exiled his mother to endless torture in an unfathomable abyss, but he also sealed away Qin Yun’s intelligence and memories away and banished him to the mortal world. Stuck on Earth as a helpless child, he is taken in by a beautiful woman in a small town who adopts him as her younger brother. Things are fine for a while, but when a bully attempts to extort his newfound sister for sex, and no one is willing to stand up to him because of his powerful friends, can Qin Yun tap into his old skills to protect her?

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saber sacrifice

After breakfast with his sister in the morning, Qin Yun planned to start his saber training plan.

Because there were many people in the Misty Cloud Tavern, Qin Yun did not plan to practice in the backyard. Instead, he came to the bamboo forest in the backyard of the Qingning Town alone.

There was an open space there, and very few people would normally ask about it, so it was just right for him to cultivate.

Although Qin Yun's cultivation had been crippled, his past cultivation experiences and martial skill manuals were all recorded in his mind. Therefore, his swordsmanship cultivation could be said to have reached the peak of perfection, but his saber technique was completely unknown to him.

Of course, although Qin Yun had never practiced saber techniques before, he had also read a lot of secret manuals about saber techniques back then, some of which were the top secret manuals of saber techniques in the Immortal Dimension.

However, Qin Yun did not intend to cultivate any high-grade saber technique manuals. Instead, he chose the most basic saber technique manuals, the Basic Thirteen Styles.

If the foundation was not laid properly, then no matter how high the cultivation level of the saber technique was, it would only be a castle in the air. In the eyes of a true grandmaster, it was full of flaws and was unable to withstand a single blow.

On the contrary, if your foundation is very solid, you will definitely be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort in your future cultivation.

Qin Yun didn't have the money to buy a knife, so he casually took out a bamboo and made it into a bamboo knife

The thirteen basic moves were very simple. They were hacking, chopping, lifting, provoking, stabbing … There was nothing mysterious about the thirteen moves, but Qin Yun kept repeating them.

Every move, every move, every move, every move, every move, every move, every move.

Just like this, Qin Yun kept repeating these boring movements and waved them countless times until he was sweating profusely, and even his arms were aching to the point that they were slightly swollen.

Qin Yun glanced at the horizon. It was already sunset. Unknowingly, Qin Yun had been practicing for five whole hours.

However, Qin Yun was very happy in his heart. After cultivating for this day, he had gained a new understanding of saber techniques.

Nowadays, there was a self-evident domineering aura contained in a casual saber strike. It was no longer as stiff as before. This had to be attributed to Qin Yun's thousands or even tens of thousands of swings of his saber.

Qin Yun pinned the knife to his waist and prepared to go back. However, at this moment, a strange voice sounded in Qin Yun's ears.

'"Oh, isn't this the most famous fool in the Qingning Town ? Why can't I find him? So he's hiding here. Why is he wearing a bamboo saber on his waist? He's like someone else who is a macheteman. He's not afraid that he'll laugh his teeth off." A rogue-looking youth walked over with a face full of disdain and said mockingly.

Qin Yun turned his head to look at the person who had arrived, and an icy coldness surged in his eyes.

This person was called Wang Damao, the son of the shopkeeper of the Apricot Blossom Restaurant next door, Wang Hai.

Because Wang Hai was jealous of the prosperous business of Misty Cloud Tavern, he always encouraged Wang Damao to bully Qin Yun.

Wang Damao was originally an ignorant hooligan, and when he was unhappy, he would vent his anger on Qin Yun, causing him to suffer a lot.

"F*ck, you've learned to stare. I must teach you a good lesson today!" Seeing Qin Yun glaring at him, Wang Damao was instantly enraged.

It's fine if he's bullied by other gangsters outside. Now, even a fool dares to stare at him. Isn't this daddy easy to bully?

Qin Yun didn't care about Wang Damao's shouting. Now that he had regained consciousness and become a martial artist, Wang Damao was just an ordinary person. Even if he taught him a lesson, it was meaningless. However, Wang Damao's next sentence completely angered him.

"Ignore me, A fool is a fool, Oh right, your sister was overwhelmed by Wang Dahu yesterday, right? "I heard your sister screaming from ten miles away yesterday. As expected of the number one beauty in the Qingning Town back then, she was a bitch in her bones. I will gallop around on your sister one day, and her figure is simply amazing …" Wang Damao said with a perverted expression. His gaze towards Qin Yun was filled with disdain.

"Enough!"

Qin Yun was instantly enraged as he coldly looked at Wang Damao, his eyes filled with killing intent.

"Yo, if you still don't want to say it, then I must say that your sister is a bitch. She's a bitch, so why don't you let others say it?"

"You're courting death!"

Qin Yun was furious and shot out.

Liu Yanyun was Qin Yun's reverse scale. He allowed Wang Damao to call him stupid, but he would never allow Wang Damao to insult his sister.

Wang Damao was instantly shocked. Only then did he realize that Qin Yun today seemed to be different from usual. How could he be a fucking fool? He was simply a ferocious and crazy tiger.

However, when he realized that it was not good, Qin Yun had already arrived in front of him.

"You have to pay the price for your open mouth!"

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Killing intent surged in Qin Yun's eyes as he clasped his hands and punched Wang Damao's chest mercilessly.

Wang Damao's chest caved in and his eyes popped out. He could only feel a giant hammer hitting his chest. His ribs instantly shattered and he flew backwards a few meters.

"Cough!"

Wang Damao spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart filled with horror.

"F*ck, this fool ate an immortal pill, why is he suddenly not stupid, and he has become so powerful!"

Wang Damao cursed loudly in his heart. He now regretted looking for Qin Yun, and even looked at Qin Yun with fear in his eyes.

However, Qin Yun did not intend to let Wang Damao off so easily. To treat such a person who bullied the weak and feared the strong, only if he was truly afraid would he be able to remember it for a long time.

Qin Yun walked towards Wang Damao step by step. His pace was slow, but every step was filled with killing intent.

Wang Damao was shocked. Every step Qin Yun took was like stepping on his heart, making him unable to breathe. He was so scared that he hurriedly shouted, "Don't … don't … don't come over!"

How could Qin Yun listen to Big Hairy Wang? He walked straight in front of him, and a cold smile appeared on Qin Yun's face.

Wang Damao's hair stood on end. Only at this moment did he fear this fool from the bottom of his heart.

"Continue cursing?" Qin Yun said coldly.

"No … stop cursing!" Wang Damao said in horror.

"Then do you still dare to have evil thoughts about my sister?" Qin Yun smiled coldly.

"No … I don't dare, I promise I won't. Please let me go!" Wang Damao hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. He kowtowed three times in a row, his face full of fear.

"Don't dare? That means I'm still thinking in my heart. Since that's the case, then I'll let this idea disappear completely!" The cold smile on Qin Yun's face was finally extremely cold.

"No … no …"

Wang Damao still wanted to explain something, but Qin Yun didn't give him any chance to explain anymore. He directly pulled out the bamboo saber at his waist and immediately swung it.

"Ah …"

Wang Damao let out a miserable scream as he covered his crotch and collapsed to the ground. Blood flowed all over the ground.

With a single slash, two eggs fell.

Qin Yun put away his bamboo saber and left without even looking at Wang Damao.

However, just as he was about to leave the bamboo forest, Qin Yun suddenly burst into laughter, "I didn't expect that the first saber I swung after practicing my saber would actually be to help people wield their sabers from the palace …"