Translator: Silavin
In truth, situations like that of the Dawn Mercenary Group were not uncommon in this region. It was simply because the people of the Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group had taken a fancy to Xiang Ya and Xiang Xuan, that they had brought such calamity upon the Dawn Mercenary Group…
“Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group? The Ye Family?”
Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed slightly. These Forces that he had never even heard of did not intimidate him in the slightest. However, this trip was for him to accompany Feng Qianxue to help her relax. He did not wish to take too much time on their journey on this.
Seeing that Qin Yichen did not answer directly, Xiang Wu and the others’ faces immediately darkened. Their bodies seemed to have been drained of strength as they slumped down.
Although they had some friendship in the past, this little bit of friendship was far from enough to offend the Ye Family for their sake!
*Whoosh!*
*Whoosh!*
Just at this moment, the clamour outside the Misty Forest suddenly fell silent. A series of sharp sounds of air being torn rang out as dozens of figures emanating the aura of Martial Grandmasters rapidly approached this location.
“Little Brother, leave quickly!” Sensing this disturbance, Xiang Wu’s face instantly turned somewhat pale. He hurriedly waved his hand at Qin Yichen.
“Leave? You killed my Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group’s men and still dream of leaving this place?!” In that instant, a vigorous voice also echoed through the Misty Forest. At the same time, the aura of a Spirit Realm expert enveloped the area.
Then, under countless reverent gazes, a burly middle-aged man holding a black greatsword and exuding a murderous aura slowly walked in.
“Wang Qunba!” Upon seeing this figure, despair rose in Xiang Wu’s eyes.
“Who injured these people!” Wang Qunba paid no attention to Xiang Wu. His gaze swept over the several men, and a voice filled with killing intent rang out.
“Early Stage Spirit Realm…”
A trace of disinterest curved Qin Yichen’s lips as he casually stepped forward. “You are the leader of the Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group?”
Looking at this slender figure, Wang Qunba’s eyes narrowed slightly. From the latter, he could not detect the slightest fluctuation of Yuan Energy. But for some reason, his survival instincts honed through countless life-and-death experiences told him that this youth was extremely dangerous!
“Apologize to Uncle Xiang Wu and never offend him again. Then, this matter ends here!” Qin Yichen chuckled lightly and spoke.
Hearing these words, the entire场 fell silent.
The originally somewhat reverent gazes now transformed, as if they were looking at an idiot.
Has this fellow gone mad? Did he not know whom he was facing right now?
This was Wang Qunba! He was a tyrant who could make this region tremble with a single stomp of his foot!
“What a pity. This youth is quite talented and even an Alchemy Master, but having offended Wang Qunba, death is certain!”
“After all, he is still too young. Youthful arrogance has brought disaster upon himself…”
Murmurs of discussion arose from the surroundings. There were sighs, laments, and some mocking voices. Clearly, they saw Qin Yichen as an arrogant young genius.
“Apologize!?”
Wang Qunba seemed to think he had misheard. Then he burst into unrestrained laughter, and a cruel arc formed at the corner of his mouth. “Boy, if you want me to apologize, first ask if the greatsword in my hand agrees!”
His greatsword was black, with cold light flowing across it. Clearly, it was no ordinary weapon.
Wang Qunba casually swung the greatsword, inadvertently grazing a nearby expert’s longsword. Instantly, the longsword broke with a clean cut.
One could see just how sharp this black greatsword was!
*Siii…*
The surrounding onlookers could not help but gasp, their eyes filled with shock.
If the sword was like this, what if this blade struck a person…
They trembled inwardly, hardly daring to imagine further.
“Oh?” Qin Yichen remained expressionless, without any emotional change.
“Little Brother, this matter no longer concerns you. Just quickly leave!” At this moment, Xiang Wu not only did not retreat, but instead stood resolutely in front of Qin Yichen. He lowered his voice. “If possible, break through this siege with Xiao Ya and Xiao Xuan!”
“Brothers, charge with me! We must fend off these bastards!” With that, he took the lead, charging toward the Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group.
He did not seek to kill that many enemies. He only wanted to hold back the Wild Tyrant Mercenary Group’s people and buy time for Qin Yichen and the others to escape.
Xiang Wu was still the righteous and honourable leader of the Dawn Mercenary Group! After all these years, he had not changed at all.
“Seeking death!” As Xiang Wu and the Dawn Mercenary Group charged forward, Wang Qunba moved. Stomping down, he leapt high into the air, his greatsword pointed directly at Xiang Wu. “Die!”
“Father!”
“Father!”
Xiang Ya and Xiang Xuan both cried out miserably, tears blurring their vision.
“Even if I die, I will tear flesh from your bones!”
Determination filled Xiang Wu’s eyes. Facing Wang Qunba’s assault, he did not evade but charged straight ahead, his greatsword aimed at Wang Qunba’s heart.
He wanted to exchange life for life!
“Too naive!” A cold arc formed at Wang Qunba’s lips as he merely shifted his black greatsword slightly.
*Clang!*
The two swords collided. In the next instant, Xiang Wu’s expression changed drastically.
With just that contact, the greatsword in his hand was directly split in two by the black greatsword.
The black greatsword’s speed did not decrease in the slightest as it continued to descend toward Xiang Wu.
He could only painfully close his eyes.
However, the intense pain never came. Even the surroundings had become quiet…
Xiang Wu opened his eyes and saw a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.
That black greatsword that made his heart tremble was just a few centimeters from him, yet it stopped there steadily.
Because a hand was gripping the blade at its centre.
It was Qin Yichen who had acted!
“Qin…” Xiang Wu wanted to say something, but though his throat moved, he could not utter a single word.
Wang Qunba on the other side was different. The moment his blade was gripped, he first felt joy, then bewilderment, and now it had transformed into terror.
Because no matter how much force he exerted, even when his Yuan Energy fully erupted, the greatsword remained completely motionless.
“You wanted me to ask if this pathetic sword agrees, right?” Qin Yichen looked at the cold sweat-drenched Wang Qunba with a half-smile. His palm moved slightly, and the black greatsword was forcibly bent. Then he said, “Look, it’s wholly nodding in agreement!”
Looking at the smiling youth before him, even though the scorching Sun shone upon him, Wang Qunba felt no warmth at all. His entire being felt as if trapped in an icy cellar.
[This boy is too strong! He is simply strong beyond imagination!]
The youth before him was no longer just a youth, but a towering mountain that pressed down upon him until even breathing became difficult.