Chapter 11

Disregarding the tea stain on his face, Nie Songping looked up at the screen.

Qingyun continued to look at Mother Lin with a kind of nostalgic and understanding eyes, but a jade-like palm was ruthlessly inserted into Lin Yuhao's Dantian.

"This … is he cr*ppled?" The patriarch of the Wang family pursed his lips.

"Not only that …" Patriarch Gu stared at the screen with eyes, "You can see that the palm of his hand is full of spirit force. He has clearly ruined Lin Yuhao's meridian joints. Now not only is his cultivation destroyed, he can only be a cr*pple… "

As these words came out, several old foxes in the room, who already had one foot in the grave, looked at Qingyun's face that held what could be called a gentle expression, and felt their hearts chill. So young, with such high cultivation, yet so cruel!

This child named Qingyun really made them feel ashamed of themselves.

Nie Chenyuan listened to the restless exclamations below, but laughed gloriously. Qingyun saw through things extremely thoroughly. Naturally, he was not the kind of person who was touched by a few words, thus going easy on someone*.

*TN: returning the tiger to the mountain. Basically letting someone off easily thus leaving behind a possible calamity for the future

Seeing as how the competition was over, he picked up his cell phone and made a call.

"Mom, I'm disappointed in you too."

Qingyun looked at the crumbling Mother Lin under the ring and said mercilessly.

Mother Lin felt faint. She finally understood that the current Qingyun was no longer the Qingyun who had been at her mercy. Lin Yuhao has already become cr*ppled, so what would be the point of her abandoning her family for the second time? Might as well have stayed as Lady Qing in the first place!

"Qingyun, you're too vicious, so what if your cultivation is at such a high level, it is still inconspicuous for the ancient martial arts world!"

One person stood up from the audience and accused Qingyun, "Your father got what he deserved for his crimes. Where do you get the gall to avenge him?"

Several echoed this person, but more were still shocked by Qingyun's powerful force, not daring to utter a word.

At this moment, the huge screen that was broadcasting the battlefield situation on the field suddenly flashed, then black and white pictures similar to the movies of the 70s and 80s appeared.

Mother Lin looked up to see the two figures on the screen, suddenly her legs weakened and sat on the ground: "Impossible … Qing residence was already ruined …"

On the screen, a cute and pretty woman with short ear-length hair was swung around by an elegant man. As the woman smiled she suddenly burst into tears, but her face was still full of happiness.

She embraced the man's neck and softly said, "Hao Lin, thank you for freeing me from that terrible family. I simply can't recall the painful life I had before. He beat me, and forced me to give birth …"

"What kind of situation is this? How come a movie is being shown?" The discussion from audience clearly showed puzzlement

"This man seems a little familiar?" A warrior about fifty years old frowned. Suddenly, as though remembering something, he pointed in surprise at the screen, "This man is Qing Haolin! Qing Haolin in his youth!"

Since this man was Qing Haolin, then this woman …

Everyone turned to look at the screen, and then looked at the Mother Lin under the stage, suddenly all was clear.

The screen evidently showed Mother Lin and Qing Haolin when they were young. Lin Mu whispered a lot about the "tragic life" in the past, but was interrupted by Qing Haolin. Finally with Qing Haolin on one knee proposing, it ended with Mother Lin shyly agreeing.

This was the exact video tape that Qingyun had found in the Qing residence. Obviously, Qing Haolin secretly recorded his proposal to keep as a memory. Eighteen years later, both husband and wife had forgotten about the video. Playing it now was extremely ironic.

The audience inexplicably watched a love movie from the 1970s. At the beginning, they couldn't figure out what was going on, but when they heard what the woman said in the video, they were suddenly hit with realization, looking unbelievably at Mother Lin who had softly fallen on the ground.

The video can be fake, but the young Mother Lin and Qing Hao Lin couldn't be fake.

If Lin Yuhao hadn't said those words before then so be it, but someone just had to make a "Preliminary Recap." Now seeing an entirely different scene, people thought it was laughable.

What Qing Hao Lin forcefully snatched, and Mother Lin bearing the humiliation. Qing Hao Lin was just an unlucky man who married a black lotus who abandoned her family for two consecutive times!

Suddenly, Lin Yuhao's previous incident of destroying Qingyun's Dantian was also explained. Clearly it was meant to kill.

Then they thought of Lin Yuhao's startling success which originated from the martial arts of the Qing family, everyone's eyes looked at Mother Lin as though looking at a black widow. Abandoning her family, and swallowing her husband's property. In the end actually blamed and accused her husband and son while standing on high morality. This woman could be labeled as a poisonous woman.

"No, no, no! He forced me to film this, I was forced!" Mother Lin raised her face and explained to the people around her, only to find the faces of those who were persuaded by her were full of scorn.

Ignoring how anyone would have had the thought to record a video in those days, if this was really recorded by Qing Haolin, why didn't he take this out to explain when he was referred to as a malignant tumor in the ancient martial arts world by Lin Yuhao three years ago?

Currently, the people who previously applauded Lin Yuhao and Mother Lin felt their faces flush with embarrassment. Patriarch Wang who had openly commended Mother Lin as a "wonder woman" felt his old face even more flushed, as if he had been slapped hundreds of times. Viciously staring at Mother Lin with his lips pursed, "There is actually such a brazen woman in the world …"

"Qingyun!"

The weak sound of Lin Yuhao's gritted teeth suddenly sounded out. He was lying on a stretcher with a handgun in his hand pointing at Qing Yun, his eyes filled with madness.

Nie Chenyuan's breathing slowed, he shattered the tempered glass in front of him with a kick and jumped out of the private room on the second floor.

However, he was still one step too late, a "bang" sounded out of the gun, and the bullet blasted towards Qing Yun who was still on the platform. A laugh tore through Lin Yuhao's throat, filled with maliciousness.

Everyone in the private room stood up and looked in shock at the gun in Lin Yuhao's hand.

Several patriarchs couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh as they watched the flying bullets.

Technology in this world has continuously developed, but ancient martial arts have been declining? Why? Because the ancient martial warriors are still unable to block blazing weapons.

No one saw who it was that stuffed the gun in Lin Yuhao's hand, but everyone knew that Qingyun, this brilliant and talented warrior, was really a fleeting existence.

Some people secretly sighed that it's such a pity, while others were secretly elated.

However, standing in the very center of the crisis, Qingyun did not dodge, but instead sneered, his face full of ridicule.

Only his hand was seen raised, stretching out two fingers, then turned to the side and accurately pinched the rapidly rotating bullet!

Lin Yuhao's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief.

An uproar rose within the venue. Qingyun was standing on the platform, so his every move was projected onto the huge screen behind him. But no one understood exactly how he managed to catch the bullet.

"You … You pinch me! Are they filming a movie?" A man was stunned and yanked the sleeves of the person next to him, only to find that the person also had a face filled with bewilderment.

"What's the situation? This gun is real right? The bullet a real bullet?"

No one understood why. To them, the bullet seemed to have just obediently fallen into his hand.

Not only were the audience confused, but He Lao, who had been clamoring to become his apprentice, quieted down, squatting on the ground and looking up at Qingyun.

"First…First Heaven?" Patriarch Gu at this moment looked as though he had Parkinson's disease at this moment, shaking every part of his body, even his hair, causing the stool underneath him to creak noisily.

Whether it be light buoyant footsteps, or avoiding blazing weapons, all of this has now been explained! Qing Yun actually reached First Heaven…

What did he do before? Actually wanted to make his granddaughter snag a First Heaven's target? Patriarch Gu shivered.

By default, it was known in the ancient martial arts world that blocking blazing weapons was only something that can be achieved by a First Heaven. Everyone snapped out of it, and looked at Qingyun either with frantic enthusiasm or in horror.

Nie Chenyuan walked to Qingyun, his eyes sweeping him from head to toe, then relaxed. Although he knew that with Qingyun's cultivation, it was not a problem for him to avoid bullets, his heart couldn't help but tighten at that moment.

Qingyun looked back and kissed him, threw the bullet at him, and the two walked down side by side.

Looking at the intimate back of the two currently, no one dared to say that Qingyun was greedy for fame and wealth, or his motives impure.

What a joke, Qingyun was a First Heaven warrior. Which clan wouldn't provide for him, and what kind of wealth would he be vying for in the Nie clan? Then there was borrowing Nie Chenyuan's hand to get revenge for his father, did Qingyun, who had more than enough to sweep across the ancient martial world, really need it?

After drinking a few sips of hot tea, the few patriarchs in the private room finally managed to calm down. Patriarch Gu endured it again and again, but still couldn't help pointing and yelling at Nie Songping: "You are really such an old treacherous bastard, actually hiding a First Heaven within your home, and still acting pitiful to fool all of us!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Nie Songping chuckled twice, lightly begging for mercy, but secretly clenched the armrest of the chair to stabilize his almost slipped body.**

**TN: So Nie Songping's attitude was light as a cloud as he 'begged' for mercy, treating the 'begging' as though it was nothing. However, his body almost slipped off the chair in shock and he was clenching the armrest as a way to hide that.

He only knew that Qingyun was a complete Pre-Heaven, he didn't even know when he broke through to First Heaven. Looks like the family had unknowingly gained a First Heaven granddaughter-in-law, no, grandson-in-law, he also felt helpless …

The ancient martial arts gathering ended very early, but when Nie Chenyuan returned to the Nie residence, it was already late into the night. The lights in Qingyun's house had already been turned off.

He unbuttoned his collar and walked upstairs. The sudden appearance of a First Heaven really was too much of a sensation. These people wouldn't dare to harass Qingyun, and his sneaky grandfather slipped away early. So Nie Chenyuan had no choice but to stay and deal with this group of people together with Mother Lin and Lin Yuhao.

This didn't count as anything, it just so happened that He Lao somehow accidentally managed to guess that Nie Chenyuan also managed to reach First Heaven, so it took a lot of thought to fool him.

Just as he stepped on the last step and was about to go to Qingyun's room, he looked up and saw the old butler standing respectfully at the corner, reaching out to block his way.

"Uncle Chen, why are you still here so late?" Nie Chenyuan frowned.

Steward Chen respectfully smiled at him, and said, "The master has ordered, the young master must be monitored, and must not let you disturb Mr. Qing's rest."

"..."

Nie Chenyuan gritted his teeth, who is his real grandson?

Qingyun noticed some movements by the window, and slowly opened his eyes in the darkness only to see Nie Chenyuan crawling in through the window. He reached out to turn on the light and looked at Nie Chenyuan with a frown. "How come you're coming in from there?"

A breeze blew in from outside the window, Qingyun could smell the faint scent of wine from Nie chenyuan's body,, his eyes immediately flashed unpleasantly: "Go out, wash thoroughly and then come back."

Already having guessed his reaction earlier, Nie Chenyuan neatly took off his clothes and threw them out the window. He has been the "bedroom guard***" for more than a week, not to mention how the end of the ancient martial arts gathering has delayed him all the way till the middle of the night. How could he possibly still bear it?.

As he stripped, he suddenly chuckled, with a face full of nostalgia and indulgence , "When we first met, you even helped take off my clothes. Now I can only do it myself."

Hearing this, Qingyun's eyes flashed a smile, but then he raised his chin proudly: "Oh, I remember you driving me away at first?"

Nie Chenyuan hurriedly rushed over asking for mercy.

Qingyun rolled his eyes unbearably, got out of bed, opened the door of the bathroom, and pushed him forward: "Wash well, cleanly wash."

Nie Chenyuan hugged him, bringing him into the bathroom together: "Then you supervise me, we can wash together."

Before long, the steam in the bathroom intensified, bits of ambiguous moaning sounded followed by a groan and the sound of splashing water, a room of pleasure.