Hearing Qin Yi's complaint and seeing his aggrieved expression, everyone suddenly felt like laughing for so reason.
Qin Yi's reputation outside was indeed bad, especially after he wiped out several Hidden Families in a row, becoming a God of Killing feared by all.
When he first arrived at Baihua Pavilion, the female disciples guarding the door almost ran away upon hearing Qin Yi's na.
Now, in the entire Qi Refiner circle, people were practically turning pale at the ntion of Qin Yi. When people think of Qin Yi, the first things that co to mind are his cunning and decisive nature, ruthless bloodthirst, and who wouldn't be afraid?
"Reap what you sow." Mo Qingyun said coldly.
Everyone looked at him helplessly. When everyone was happy, why did you have to provoke Qin Yi? Isn't that courting death?
Sure enough, Qin Yi suddenly turned around and looked at him, eyes slightly narrowed.
Mo Hutu was about to intervene, but Qin Yi, like a phantom, flashed in front of Mo Qingyun, grabbed him by the back of the head, and slamd it into the ground.
"Bang!"
The bluestone floor cracked open.
Everyone shuddered in fear.
Mo Qingyun let out a wretched scream, his nasal bone shattered; although his cultivation was profound, the pain nearly blacked him out, almost causing him to faint.
"Friend Qin Yi, calm your anger!"
Mo Hutu rushed over and pulled Mo Qingyun away.
"What's the matter with you? Do you really think you have the right to speak here, you old scoundrel? You better shut up, or I'll twist your head off and stuff it down your pants." Qin Yi said with disdain.
Mo Qingyun, holding his nose with blood seeping through his fingers, roared with indignation, "Qin Yi, you've gone too far."
"So what if I'm bullying you? Are you going to co at like a Tibetan mastiff?" Qin Yi mocked.
Mo Qingyun, in exasperation, was about to charge at Qin Yi to risk his life, but Mo Hutu held him tightly.
"Senior Brother, calm down, don't be impulsive; we can't beat him, and going up there is just asking for humiliation."
"Pfft!"
Mo Qingyun spat out a mouthful of blood, infuriated by Mo Hutu's words. From start to finish, Mo Hutu's words seed to belittle him, mocking his inability to beat Qin Yi. His elbow was always turning outward.
Qin Yi sneered, "I am really curious, you've devoted yourself to cultivation for hundreds of years, giving up love, kinship, and friendship, and this is all you have to show for it? Looking like a dead dog beaten by . Have you ever thought, is it really worth it?
Being born human, if there is no desire or emotion, is that still human? In my mory, only beasts are without feelings. Also, with your talent, you might as well stop cultivating; no matter how hard you try, you're just a waste."
"Pfft!"
Mo Qingyun spat out another mouthful of blood in anger.
"Friend Qin Yi, I beg you to stop." Mo Hutu pleaded.
Qin Yi curled his lips, "And you still claim to be a Qi Refiner? Your cultivation must've been built on piled-up resources, right? You've lived for hundreds of years, yet you're still so stubborn. You don't even dare to apologize when you're wrong. Even if your cultivation reached the peak, in my eyes, you're still a big blockhead."
"Pfft!"
Mo Qingyun spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Old scoundrel, if I were you, I'd find an uninhabited place and hang myself. Since there's no future in your cultivation, suicide is your only way out."
"Qin Yi." Mo Qingyun roared.
"Is there sothing you want? A fight? Do you deserve it?" Qin Yi sneered disdainfully, "Even at your pri, you wouldn't last three moves against . In your current state, I could kill you with a sneeze. Trash, waste, scum."
"Pfft!"
Mo Qingyun spat another mouthful of blood and fainted gloriously.
"..."
Everyone was dumbfounded. Mo Qingyun was actually infuriated to the point of fainting by Qin Yi.
Fan Ye sighed lightly. Mo Qingyun was a very arrogant person, initially beaten rcilessly by Qin Yi and dumped in front of everyone like a pile of trash. Then he suffered continuous humiliation, yet he managed to hold on for so long before passing out. That's quite impressive.
Qin Yi was full of disdain, "Did he faint, or is he dead?"
Mo Hutu let out a deep breath, "Friend Qin Yi, let things go when possible."
"And what if I don't let it go?"
Mo Hutu: "..."
He really wanted to ask, do you chat with everyone like this? Relying on your strong cultivation, otherwise, such conversations might have gotten you killed long ago.
Fan Ye stepped forward, "Qin Yi, you've been rushing around and must be tired. Shall I have Jingqing take you to rest?"
After all, he was soone she once liked. Although he was unfeeling and treacherous, she couldn't stand by and watch him get toyed to death by Qin Yi.
"Senior, aren't you going to slap him a few tis to vent your anger?" Qin Yi asked.
Fan Ye smiled, "It's been so long. Whatever grievances I once had have mostly faded by now."
"That's because you have a generous heart. If it were , I wouldn't forgive even after a hundred thousand years."
Fan Ye smiled slightly, people's growth environnts differ, and naturally, their dispositions do too. It was no secret that Qin Yi held grudges fiercely.
Bai Jingqing walked over, "Qin Yi, shall I take you to rest?"
Qin Yi nodded slightly and cupped his hands to Fan Ye, "Senior, I shall go rest now."
Fan Ye nodded with a smile.
Previously, Qin Yi called Fan Ye senior for Mo Wuji, but now it was of his own volition. He admired everyone who was sentintal and righteous, so he detested anyone who was unfeeling and treacherous.
It was evident that Mo Qingyun had no feelings for Fan Ye in his heart, maybe he was just toying around back then. Yet Fan Ye rembered him for so long. It's a pity for such a devoted woman; after all, her feelings were misplaced.
Qin Yi walked a few steps, his steps pausing as he watched Mo Wuji in a daze, "Are you planning to stay here?"
Mo Wuji scratched his head, hurriedly bowing to Fan Ye, "Senior, I shall go rest too."
The three of them left, leaving the rest to the elders to handle.
"Senior Fan Ye is a good person. In this world, there aren't many won with true, passionate feelings, who dare to love and hate. It's a pity not everyone finds a good ending."
On the road, Qin Yi sighed lightly and said.
Mo Wuji nodded, agreeing strongly with Qin Yi's words. The world was sotis ruled by profit, with won loving money even more than n. Won with true affections are indeed rare and valuable, but many ultimately find their affections misplaced.
"Little White Fairy, you better be careful." Qin Yi suddenly said to Bai Jingqing.
Bai Jingqing paused for a mont and imdiately understood Qin Yi's aning, glanced at Mo Wuji, "If he dares to betray , I'll kill him first, then commit suicide."
Mo Wuji had a wry smile, "Brother Qin, do you want us to succeed or not?"
"I'm considering it for Little White Fairy. After all, as the saying goes, 'a crooked stick gives a crooked shadow.' Your ancestor is such scum, there's no guarantee you won't inherit so of his traits."
Mo Wuji: "..."
"We've skipped so many generations; what is there left to inherit? Besides, my parents were deeply affectionate with each other all their lives, and I have half my mother's bloodline. If I inherit, it's their deep affection."
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