Qing`er

Qing`er...

A faint smile graced Luo Huan's face as she observed the spectacle of Qin Wentian dragging Qiu Mo by the throat.

"Tonight, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to sample how 'powerful' my mouth is," Luo Huan retorted sarcastically, her words dripping with icy disdain. Qin Wentian understood the situation; Qiu Mo must have subjected her to vile words, projecting his lust onto her and humiliating her. He had never seen his cheerful Senior Sister so deeply upset before.

With a violent clench of his fingers, the sickening sound of bones breaking filled the air as Qiu Mo let out another blood-curdling scream. His other arm had been snapped off.

"Senior Sister, how about we let him experience a fate worse than death?" Qin Wentian suggested, a cold smile on his lips that matched the icy tone in Luo Huan's voice.

From his journey from Sky Harmony City until now, his heart had grown colder with each passing experience. Life had taught him that sometimes, being ruthless and vicious was more effective than blind kindness.

"You decide," Luo Huan replied, her gaze softening. Being protected by someone felt incredibly reassuring. Even though it was her Junior Brother who was protecting her, Luo Huan felt a deep sense of affection, like the bond between siblings.

"No..." Beads of sweat formed on Qiu Mo's forehead as he instinctively understood the implication of Qin Wentian's words.

Qin Wentian shot him a glare as sharp as a sword, sending shivers down Qiu Mo's spine. Qin Wentian thrust his palm forward, crushing Qiu Mo's chest. The force behind the blow ruptured Qiu Mo's Yuanfu and arterial pathways. Simultaneously, Qin Wentian raised his foot and ruthlessly stomped the space between Qiu Mo's legs.

"ARGHH~!" A horrified, ear-piercing scream echoed through the air. Qiu Mo was unceremoniously thrown to the ground in front of his family and friends, doubling the humiliation he felt.

As they beheld the shattered form of Qiu Mo, a heap of feeble flesh resembling loose sand, an unsettling tremor coursed through the hearts of everyone in the Chu Emperor District. It was clear to them that Qin Wentian had finally come into his own.

Mustang couldn't help but smile, finding satisfaction in Qin Wentian's ruthless and decisive actions. In the path of cultivation, showing no mercy to one's enemies was a lesson all cultivators had to learn sooner or later.

Without sparing another glance at Qiu Mo, Qin Wentian turned his attention to Mustang and Luo Huan, still bound on the platform. He had several experts standing behind him, ready to act at a moment's notice.

Yet, at this moment, Qin Wentian had a risky plan in mind, something he wanted to attempt for the sake of his teacher and Senior Sister.

"If anything, and I mean anything, happens to these two, immediately execute the little Princess," Qin Wentian's cold voice sliced through the air. He then took a step forward, approaching Mustang and Luo Huan.

The black-robed men behind him were taken aback; this wasn't part of the plan. As they began to follow him, Qin Wentian signaled them to halt. He was being recklessly daring.

What if the Royal Clan members decided to attack Qin Wentian? At that distance, they wouldn't even have a chance to save him, even if they wanted to.

Qin Wentian was taking a gamble, trusting that the bodyguard Fairy Qingmei had sent could protect him. He wanted to see just how powerful Qing`er really was.

Despite her few words and elusive nature, she always appeared at critical moments. Qin Wentian had an unwavering trust in her.

Furthermore, even if Qing`er's strength fell short, no one would dare to harm Qin Wentian as long as he held the little Princess's life in his hands without Chu Tianjiao's command.

"Halt," the old man ordered, his voice trembling with anger. A palpable aura of impending violence emanated from him, bearing down on Qin Wentian. However, Qin Wentian continued forward, seemingly unperturbed.

"Wentian!" Worry etched across Luo Huan's face as she watched in disbelief. Had Qin Wentian lost his senses? She didn't want him to rescue her in such a reckless manner; it was too risky.

"Get back, Wentian!" Mustang commanded. He recognized the limitations of his own talent, having pushed himself to the very brink of his potential. But Qin Wentian was different; he was extraordinary. Mustang had taught many students, but none compared to Qin Wentian. He didn't want Qin Wentian to put himself in harm's way.

Moreover, Qin Wentian was the hope of the Emperor Star Academy. Someday, when Qin Wentian had grown sufficiently powerful, he could rebuild the academy. That vision brought warmth to Mustang's heart.

Qin Wentian maintained his smile as he locked eyes with Mustang. The distance between them steadily dwindled, while the old man's killing intent continued to intensify. Yet, Qin Wentian remained undeterred, forging ahead.

A bone-chilling aura surged toward Qin Wentian as the old man narrowed his eyes. He couldn't believe that Qin Wentian would dare to take those final steps. Nearby, Qing`er also began to move, the overwhelming killing intent released by the old man causing her to furrow her brows slightly.

"You're truly playing with death," the old man sneered, directing his icy glare at Qin Wentian. Slowly, he raised his palms, ready to cripple Qin Wentian if he dared to approach any further.

However, Qin Wentian's expression remained calm and unruffled. He took two resolute steps forward, reaching Luo Huan's side, and began to release the restraints binding her.

Rumble! The old man's killing intent reached its zenith as his palms shot forward. A beam of light flashed, and Qin Wentian felt a mere gust of wind brushing past his body.

Chi! A soft sound reverberated through the air as the old man's body was sent hurtling, crashing heavily onto the steps below the Azure Dragon Jadeite Seat.

In that moment, astonishment overwhelmed everyone as they comprehended what had just transpired.

"How can this be?" The crowd stared at the figure who had propelled the old man away. Even the veil concealing her features couldn't hide her captivating appearance. She exuded an otherworldly aura, as if she didn't belong to the mortal realm.

Despite her youthful appearance, her speed had reached an astonishing level. She moved so swiftly that their eyes couldn't follow her actions. A peak-level Yuanfu expert had been flung through the air without even a chance to retaliate before being gravely injured. This was the person in charge of the execution, the old man, who was left helpless.

Moreover, this ethereal beauty acted as if nothing extraordinary had occurred. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, as though she was perturbed, and she regarded the old man with a hint of displeasure in her eyes.

"I won't allow you to lay a hand on him," her voice rang out, clear and melodious, carrying a touch of allure, along with a subtle hint of coldness. It also held a trace of childlike innocence that resonated through the air.

Upon hearing her words, especially delivered in that tone of hers, Qin Wentian had the irresistible urge to hug Qing`er. She was simply adorable. It was a shame that her role was solely to ensure his safety and wouldn't intervene in other disputes unless it became life-threatening. Nevertheless, having such a powerful protector was a blessing, particularly in this moment. His gamble had undoubtedly paid off.

The guards near Mustang and Luo Huan, witnessing Qing`er easily repel the old man, instinctively retreated. No one dared to act rashly; they could only watch as Qin Wentian removed the locks and bindings from both Mustang and Luo Huan.

"We were forced to consume the Energy Scattering Powder, so if you hadn't arrived, it would have crippled our cultivation," Luo Huan said with a bitter laugh. It was only then that Qin Wentian understood the reason why the locks were effective against them.

Suddenly, a shadow flashed, and a figure lunged toward Qin Wentian with terrifying speed. Qin Wentian remained unmoved, continuing to support Luo Huan and Mustang as they descended from the platform.

Rumble! Yet another thunderous clap echoed through the air, and the old man who had attacked earlier was once again sent flying by Qing`er.

"If you do it again... I will really kill you, okay..." Her words brought a smile to Qin Wentian's face. It felt as though he was the one being bullied, and if the bullies dared to try their luck again, she would kill them.

The old man wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, glaring at Qinger, his countenance twisted with anger. Qinger still stood there with indifference, but her frown deepened as she noticed his hostile gaze. "I don't like people looking at me that way..."

The old man, infuriated, coughed up more blood. He couldn't even express his displeasure through a glare?

Her actions were undeniably tyrannical, yet her words made it seem as though she was the one being mistreated. She was such an enigma—powerful yet with actions contradicting her personality. Despite being injured twice, the old man couldn't discern the extent of her cultivation.

As Qin Wentian walked away, supporting both Mustang and Luo Huan, he left the bewildered guards and protectors behind. They began to approach him, but several black-robed men appeared, forming a protective circle around him.

Qing`er also trailed behind Qin Wentian, and no one dared to halt them.

"Qing`er, you are really adorable," Qin Wentian remarked, smiling as he noticed her presence.

A pensive look crossed Qing`er's eyes as she regarded Qin Wentian. After what seemed like an eternity, she replied in a soft voice, "Adorable... is that a good or bad thing?"

Qin Wentian stumbled in his step, nearly losing his balance at her response.

"Naturally, it's a very good thing. It means you are exceptionally good," Qin Wentian hastily clarified. He felt as though he were trying to sweet-talk an innocent girl.

Qing`er still seemed puzzled, her aura as icy as ever. Nevertheless, she nodded slightly in response. So, being "adorable" meant that she was exceptionally good?