Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 4

In the seventh chapter,

the only martial art the Third Young Master of the Qin family knew was the "Heaven-Covering Hand." With this palm strike, he naturally unleashed the Heaven-Covering Hand again!

This second strike was even more refined; his internal energy flowed more smoothly, and the true essence of "covering the sky with one hand" was fully displayed.

The world seemed to shrink rapidly after the Third Young Master's palm strike, his palm seemingly possessing infinite suction, drawing the entire sky into his grasp. The howling palm wind was like a raging tornado on the sea, crashing and scattering with overwhelming force.

The one who launched the sneak attack on Qin Ren was none other than Steward Wang, who, long ago, had a nickname: "Eastern Shoes." However, he hadn't woven straw sandals for many years. Now, although Steward Wang lacked a man's manhood, his martial arts were even more formidable, because he had cultivated a divine skill that required self-castration—the Lotus Sutra!

But facing Qin Ren's Heaven-Covering Hand, which he naturally unleashed with all his might, Steward Wang retreated.

He felt the world shrink infinitely as the hand reached out, while the hand expanded infinitely.

It was as if a rapidly spinning vortex was sucking everything into its palm.

The hand evoked a feeling of utter despair; it was a lifeless vortex, seemingly foreshadowing the annihilation of anything caught within it.

Steward Wang screamed, retracting his claws and leaping back, but a wisp of wind still struck his hand.

Silently, Steward Wang's hand twisted into a grotesque contortion, the five fingers flipped over and pressed against the back of his hand, the skin cracked like ravines crisscrossing a parched earth.

With a thud, Steward Wang crashed heavily into the door, shattering it and sending splinters flying.

Steward Wang, his face ashen and drenched in sweat, clutched the blood-soaked hand. He cried out in a hoarse voice, "The Heaven-Covering Hand! It's the Heaven-Covering Hand! You... I never imagined you, at such a young age, could unleash such a powerful Heaven-Covering Hand... I'm utterly defeated today!"

Qin Ren chuckled and slowly withdrew his hand. "Old eunuch, your skills are not bad either. This palm strike of mine could even kill a water buffalo, yet you managed to dodge it. You're far more agile than that water buffalo!"

Steward Wang was furious. Qin Ren had actually compared him to a water buffalo! When had he, Steward Wang, ever suffered such an insult? Gritting his teeth, he said to Qin Ren, "You little brat, don't think you're so great just because you're Qin Xiaoyao's son! You hurt me, and even the Heavenly King himself will protect you! I'll tear your Xiaoyao Manor to shreds too!"
A mocking smile appeared on Qin Ren's lips. If anyone who had seen Qin Feng before were present, they would have noticed that Qin Ren's smile was exactly the same as Qin Feng's.

And when Qin Feng's lips curled into that mocking smile, it meant that the Star River Sword Saint was about to unleash a massacre!

The Third Young Master and Qin Feng were biological brothers, and the smiles of the two brothers when they were about to kill were exactly the same.

He grinned, revealing sinister white teeth, and said, word by word, "You want to kill me? And tear down Xiaoyao Manor? Old man, I'm the weakest one in Xiaoyao Manor. Kill me first, then talk big about tearing down Xiaoyao Manor!"

As he spoke, the Third Young Master Qin suddenly attacked.

His Heaven-Covering Hand technique was already incredibly skillful, and his massive hand, as large as a mountain, crashed down on Steward Wang.

Manager Wang had been on guard the whole time. Although he had spoken harshly, he didn't dare underestimate the Third Young Master. The moment Qin Ren made his move, Manager Wang shrank back, the shattered door panel completely reduced to splinters, and used a lazy roll to slip into the house, trying to avoid the Third Young Master's palm strike.

However, he overlooked a fatal flaw: the Third Young Master's lightness skill had reached a divine level. In terms of speed, few in the world could surpass the Third Young Master!

Manager Wang, rolling on the ground, was secretly relieved to have escaped, but as soon as he leaped to his feet, he was shocked to find a hand already pressed against his chest.

The Third Young Master had caught up with Manager Wang at some point, almost face-to-face, his massive hand firmly planted on Manager Wang's chest.

"You…" Manager Wang opened his mouth, but spat out a stream of dark red blood. The blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto Qin Ren's palm, instantly staining Qin Ren's hand crimson.

“Blood…hand…Asura…” Steward Wang uttered these four words, his head lolled to the side, and he collapsed to the ground with unusual decisiveness, his legs kicking out as he breathed his last.

Qin Ren wore a cruel, bloodthirsty smile. He looked at Steward Wang's corpse with satisfaction, then turned and walked towards the door. As he passed the door, he suddenly stopped in front of Zhuo Feifan, his murderous eyes fixed on Zhuo Feifan. Zhuo Feifan was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost fell.

“Third Young Master…this little brother…this little brother…I haven’t offended Third Young Master…” Zhuo Feifan stammered. He knew Steward Wang’s abilities. Although Zhuo Feifan’s martial arts were not weak, he was still far inferior to Steward Wang. If Qin Ren wanted to kill him, he truly wouldn’t have the power to fight back.

"I'm hungry. Make enough food for two and bring it to my room. Hmm, also make some ginseng soup and millet porridge, that'll do."

Qin Ren's expression suddenly changed, his murderous aura vanished without a trace, and he patted Zhuo Feifan on the shoulder with a grin, saying the words above.

He paused, then continued, "Brother Feifan, you're a businessman, owning a large restaurant, how can you be so timid? It's just killing someone, isn't it? There's so much fighting and killing in the martial world every day. According to unofficial statistics from Xiaoyao Manor, no fewer than ten famous figures in the Great Qin Empire die every day due to martial world feuds, no fewer than twenty are killed by bandits, and no fewer than thirty are drugged and chopped up by shady inns to make human flesh buns. However, more than seventy new masters become famous in the martial world every day, so there's never a shortage of famous masters. You tell me, with so many famous masters dying every day, why do people still desperately try to become famous in the martial world? Look at this..." "That old bastard,"

Qin Ren pointed at Steward Wang's corpse, "wasn't he all tough? Wasn't he arrogant? Damn it, he wanted to kill me and demolish my Xiaoyao Manor. What was he? I, your young master, could have killed him with one palm. What was so tough about him? Feifan, you described this guy as so powerful, but in my Third Young Master's hands, he was utterly useless. I think you should take some tonics to bolster your courage. I happen to have a few bottles of Tiger Penis and Leopard Tendon Pills with me. Would you like me to give you a few to help you recover?"

Zhuo Feifan shook his head, his face pale, and said, "No need, no need. I appreciate your kindness, Third Young Master. I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare some food for you right away. Please wait a moment, Third Young Master. I'll get it done for you right away."

With that, he ran off in a flash. Qin Ren touched his nose and muttered to himself, "Why is Feifan so afraid of me? Am I that scary?" He shrugged and strode towards his room without realizing it, humming a song as he walked: "Smug smile, I smug smile..."

As soon as Qin Ren entered the room, Zhuo Feifan, who had rushed into the kitchen to order food for the Third Young Master, rushed to the Emperor Suite where the big boss was staying and dragged the corpse of Steward Wang lying on the ground into the room.

The door to the big boss's bedroom creaked open, and the young boss peeked out from the crack, whispering, "Gone?"

Zhuo Feifan nodded, "Gone."

The big boss cautiously stepped out. "How is Wang Wannian?"

Zhuo Feifan said, "Dead. His name was bad; usually, if someone named Wannian (meaning 'ten thousand years') lives past fifty, it's considered bad luck. In the countryside, people usually name their children things like 'Dog's Leftovers,' 'Bastard Child,' or 'Piglet' to ensure their children live long lives. If Steward Wang had had a nickname like 'Pigskin,' he might have lived to be a hundred."

The big boss strolled out, circled Steward Wang's body, and frowned, saying, "I know Old Wang's kung fu. He practiced that Lotus Sutra, which is said to make one invincible at its highest level. How could Qin Ren kill him with a single palm strike?"

Although the big boss was hiding in the bedroom, he still managed to see what was happening outside through the bedroom's spy device.

Zhuo Feifan said, "I heard that when the Lotus Sutra is practiced to its highest level, men turn into women. Steward Wang hasn't turned into a woman yet, which means he hasn't reached the highest level, so it's normal that Qin Ren killed him. It's just that Qin Ren's Heaven-Covering Hand is too powerful; Steward Wang didn't even have a chance to fight back."

The big boss pondered for a moment and said, "The Heaven-Covering Hand is hailed as one of the three great palm techniques in the world, along with the Iron-Melting Hand and the God-Slaying Hand. When Qin Xiaoyao was young, he was known as the Blood-Handed Asura, and his Heaven-Covering Hand was invincible. But Qin Xiaoyao at that time had many fortuitous encounters and obtained many spiritual herbs, so he had nearly two hundred years of profound internal energy by his twenties. Qin Ren, at such a young age, even if he knew the Heaven-Covering Hand, shouldn't have such strong palm power. This is truly strange."

Zhuo Feifan thought... After some thought, he said, "Boss, Qin Ren is all talk and no action. It seems we need to change our plan."

The Boss said, "How? If the Qin family can't be used by me, we must eliminate them. To deal with the Heaven-Covering Hand, we need either the Iron-Transforming Hand or the God-Slaying Hand. But the Iron-Transforming Hand and the Empty-Handed Hand are related to the Qin family by marriage. Right now, we can only find the God-Slaying Hand."

Zhuo Feifan said, "Boss, the God-Slaying Hand has been lost to the martial arts world for seventy years. It will be very difficult to find it. Why not try a two-pronged approach? On one hand, we can find the successor of the God-Slaying Hand, and on the other hand, we can use gentle persuasion to recruit Qin Ren. Qin Ren is lustful, so we can use our charms to seduce him. But that will require the Boss to be willing to spend money."

The Boss's expression changed: "What do you mean?"

Zhuo Feifan said, "Boss, those who achieve great things must give up some things."

"No way! I raised her for thirteen years, bringing her into the manor when she was just one year old. The hardships I endured... are beyond words. Now that she's just grown up, I haven't even had my first taste of her beauty yet, how can I... send her into the jaws of wolves?"

Zhuo Feifan said with a sinister expression, "Boss, the Qin family... is the guarantee of the throne! With the throne, you can collect women from all over the world, raise as many as you want, why would you care about one woman?"

The boss paced back and forth in the room, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. Finally, he let out a long sigh and said fiercely, "Damn it, you can't catch a wolf without risking your cub, so do as you say!"

~Chapter 1 A Wrathful Draw~

Section 1

This spring rain lasted for seven days before stopping.

Qin Ren also stayed in the Jiangnan town for seven days. Under Qin Ren's careful care, Qiu Ruomei's injuries gradually improved. By the time the rain stopped, she had recovered seven or eight tenths of her original condition. Not only could she get out of bed and walk, but she could also fight.

However, Qiu Ruomei ultimately didn't attack Qin Ren, not out of fear of the Third Young Master's martial arts, but because she simply couldn't bring herself to beat up the man who had cared for her so tenderly for seven days.

The Imperial Suite had three bedrooms, and Qin Ren stayed next to Qiu Ruomei's.

That morning, the Third Young Master got up very early. After washing up, he went to Qiu Ruomei's door, and without knocking, quietly pushed it open. In recent days, Han Meihua seemed to have been softened by his gentleness, and her attitude towards him had improved slightly.

The Third Young Master got up so early, of course, hoping to take advantage of Qiu Ruomei before she woke up. Seven consecutive days without intimacy with a young woman was a far cry from the experience of this womanizer who had just slept with five stunning beauties.

The Third Young Master tiptoed into the room, went around the screen, and looked at the bed, only to find the blankets neatly folded; Qiu Ruomei was no longer in bed.

Turning his gaze again, he saw Han Meihua carefully combing her satin-like black hair at the dressing table beside the bed.

Looking at the girl's back, the Third Young Master was captivated.

Her exceptionally long black hair cascaded lazily over her snow-white, delicate shoulders, her translucent skin shimmering in the morning sunlight streaming in through the window.

The beauty wore only a snow-white veil, her pink bodice barely concealed.

Her slender waist and well-defined hips possessed an irresistible allure, and her two straight, jade-like legs were partially hidden beneath the chair. Her small, delicate feet were slightly curled, resting on the velvet carpet, her rounded ankles like smooth pebbles.

Looking at the girl's reflection in the bronze mirror, her unadorned face was like a plum blossom braving the snow in winter—fresh, natural, and exquisitely elegant.

Gazing at the portrait of the beautiful woman at her dressing table, Qin Ren recited, mesmerized: "Fame and fortune, all vanish like smoke; heroes are passionate, beauties are all alluring. So many events throughout history, all reduced to a carefree laugh!"

Hearing Qin Ren's recitation, Qiu Ruomei, who was combing her hair, paused slightly. Looking at Qin Ren's reflection in the bronze mirror, she was momentarily

dazed. "Fame and fortune, all vanish like smoke; heroes are passionate, beauties are all alluring. So many events throughout history, all reduced to a carefree laugh," she silently recited, thinking how this纨绔子弟 (a spoiled, dissolute young man) could possess such a heart.

This was the first man in her life; it was truly unclear whether he had taken her virginity or whether she had willingly offered her pure and innocent body.

Essentially, without Qin Ren's instigation, Han Meihua's damned adoptive father wouldn't have sold her for four hundred taels of gold. But from another perspective, it was Han Meihua who took the initiative that night, while the Third Young Master fought desperately.

Who raped whom? It was truly a murky matter.

What annoyed Qiu Ruomei even more was that the man who had slept with her was three years younger than her. In Qiu Ruomei's ideal, her Prince Charming should be a tall, robust, and elegant man with a clean-shaven chin, a few crow's feet when he smiled, bright eyes with a hint of world-weariness. He should be at least five years older than her, able to care for her like a father and love her like an older brother.

But Qin Ren was three years younger than her, his upper lip was barely covered in black down, and although tall, he wasn't strong, lacking any real sense of security. His eyes, though bright, always inadvertently revealed a lewd glint, his smile sometimes warm, sometimes lewd. If there was anything that could barely capture Qiu Ruomei's attention, it was only the Third Young Master's attentiveness and the occasional world-weariness in his eyes.

What use is money? Qiu Ruomei was confident that with her looks and martial arts skills, she could easily find plenty of wealthy men to cling to. Qiu Ruomei didn't care about money. If she were greedy, she wouldn't be living such a poor life, wearing patched clothes.

In the end, Han Meihua decided to leave, to leave quietly, to forget this man, and to roam the world alone.

Qiu Ruomei was a strong-willed woman; she acted on her thoughts immediately. Although she wasn't able to give Qin Renhai a good beating, which made her somewhat unhappy, she decided to let it go for now, considering his willingness to admit his mistake and correct it.

"Ren," Ruomei called softly, "Come here for a moment."

Qin Renhai's dazed expression disappeared, replaced by a sly grin as he walked over: "What is it, Sister Mei?"

If the Third Young Master hadn't genuinely liked Ruomei, he wouldn't have called her "Sister." Although the Third Young Master was only fifteen years old, he had thirty-eight years of life experience. Thirty-eight years of life experience gave him a unique perspective on women. For a top-notch womanizer, the object of his affections must be a peerless beauty, but age was unimportant. From fourteen-year-old girls to thirty-eight-year-old women, as long as they are virgins, as long as they are beautiful, and as long as their age is not older than the sum of his past and present lives, the Third Young Master will not refuse them.

A man should be dashing. The Third Young Master never boasts of being dashing but not vulgar. Since I've become a flower thief, I won't pretend to be virtuous. I am both lustful and lewd, I am vulgar and base.

So what? Indulging in flowers and sensual pleasures, life is but a fleeting dream, and when the dream ends, everything is gone. I will make up for the regrets of my past life in this one. If I cannot be dashing and romantic in this life, what is the use of living again? I might as well be buried underground and keep company with the yellow earth.

Even the most depraved and shameless person has genuine feelings. Even the most inhuman villains possess an unconscious kindness; good and evil are inherently intertwined, just as light and darkness cannot exist independently.

Third Young Master naturally had genuine feelings too. He liked Qiu Ruomei, he loved Qiu Ruomei, and he didn't feel this conflicted with his ambition to be a womanizer. Who says a prostitute can't reform? Who says a womanizer can't get married? Even the most heinous murderers sometimes save lives, don't they?

Third Young Master walked to Qiu Ruomei's side, placing his hands on her slightly thin shoulders, gently stroking them for a while, then touching her cheek. This was the limit of what Ruomei allowed Third Young Master to touch her body. Although she had already given herself to him, every part of her body had been seen and touched by him, she hadn't been in control then. Now that she had autonomy, Ruomei didn't want Third Young Master to take liberties with her.

"Aren, I'm leaving." Ruomei looked up, gazing into Third Young Master's bright eyes.

A smile flickered in the Third Young Master's eyes as he leaned down and gently pecked Ruomei's cherry lips. "Sister Mei, why are you leaving? Are you willing to leave your little brother?"

Qiu Ruomei bit her lip, saying, "If I stay here, you can take liberties with me. Who knows, one day I won't... I won't..." She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.

"Won't what?" The Third Young Master grinned mischievously. "Sister Mei

, are you perhaps afraid you'll really fall in love with me?" His words hit the nail on the head. Ruomei was stunned for a moment before saying, "I'm a woman who roams the martial world. You're the Third Young Master of Xiaoyao Manor. We're not on the same path. You won't fall in love with me, and I won't fall in love with you."

"What's the point of roaming the martial world?" Qin Ren scoffed. "For fame? For profit? Or for chivalry? Fame and fortune are nothing but a dream; once the dream ends, everything is gone. Chivalry is just giving people a reason to kill. If everyone were to act chivalrously, killing all the unjust, who would the chivalrous ones kill then?"

"Stop spouting nonsense," Qiu Ruomei chuckled.

“Even a twisted logic has its merits,” the Third Young Master chuckled, turning to face Qiu Ruomei. He squatted down, placing his hands on her thighs. “Sister Mei, can you please stop wandering the martial world? It’s pointless.”

“Life is short, and we should do something meaningful,” Qiu Ruomei said solemnly. “If we waste our lives, we’ll be ashamed even in the afterlife. Ah Ren, since Sister Mei has mastered these martial arts, she can’t let them go to waste. She has to do something useful for the country and the people. You and I are not on the same path, so our ideas don’t align. Please don’t stop Sister Mei anymore, okay? To Sister Mei, you’re still a child.”

Qiu Ruomei gently stroked Qin Ren’s face, her mind wandering, and murmured, “Ah Ren, go prepare some food for Sister Mei. After we eat, Sister Mei will say goodbye.”

Qin Ren shook his head helplessly, stood up, and kissed Qiu Ruomei’s cherry lips. “Okay, I’ll go prepare it right away. Sister Mei, you’re really quite free-spirited.”

With that, he strode out of the room. Watching his retreating figure, Qiu Ruomei murmured to herself, "And aren't you just as carefree?"

When Qin Ren returned to Qiu Ruomei's room carrying a wooden tray of pastries, the room was already empty.

Several neatly folded dresses lay on the bed; Qin Ren knew without looking that they were the new clothes he had bought for Han Meihua. Judging from these clothes, it seemed that Qiu Ruomei had only worn one new outfit when she set off, taking nothing else with her.

If it weren't for the fact that her old clothes were already worn beyond recognition, she probably wouldn't have even worn the new one.

Qin Ren gave a self-deprecating smile, picked up a piece of sweet cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it heartily. He slowly strolled to the wide-open window and looked out. In the distance, at the edge of the town, a snow-white figure gradually faded into the distance.

"You're gone, so it's time for me to get going too. I wonder if Poisonous Hand Zijing has discovered my whereabouts. Judging by the time, if she's been chasing me, she should have caught up by now." The Third Young Master ate some pastries and muttered to himself with a grin, but a look of melancholy gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Achoo!" A girl in a green top and pale yellow skirt suddenly sneezed loudly on the galloping horse. "Strange, why am I sneezing for no reason? It's been drizzling for a few days, I shouldn't have caught a cold."

On another horse riding alongside the girl, a stunningly beautiful girl dressed in all white said coldly, "Perhaps someone is thinking of you?"

The girl in green smiled sweetly, a smile that made all the flowers pale and the moon blush: "Oh, cousin, look at what you're saying, that family..." "Why would he think of me? He'd probably think of my cousin more!"

the girl in white said coldly. "Don't give me that. Another 150 li ahead and we'll be in Yan Province. If that guy hides in Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress, are you really confident you can find him?"

The girl in green still smiled, but that smile was now incredibly venomous and chilling: "Even if he hides in the netherworld, I can still find him! Giddy up!" The delicate boot heels spurred the horse's rump, and the horse galloped away.

On the plain, amidst billowing yellow smoke, the two riders disappeared into the distance, heading straight for Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress in Yan Province, north of the Yangtze River.

The second section:

The Third Young Master, carrying a bundle, rode his horse with an incredibly leisurely air, leaving the small town in Jiangnan. Judging from his current demeanor, he had absolutely no awareness that he was being chased.

Perhaps he hadn't encountered his pursuers yet, hence his lack of awareness of danger!

On the third-floor balcony of the "Four Seas" restaurant, in a private room by the window, the young tycoon watched the Third Young Master's departing figure and asked Zhuo Feifan beside him, "Did you find out where he went?"

Zhuo Feifan replied, "Yes, I did. That kid still considers me a friend. When he said goodbye, he told me he was heading north to Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress."

The tycoon nodded, "Well, I'll be heading back to the capital today. With three of my ten top experts escorting Luo'er, although she's traveling by land, her speed should be quite fast. She should arrive here today. However, I don't have time to wait for them. I'll be traveling by water to the capital, and I won't be able to meet them on the way. Once Luo'er arrives, have the three top experts escort her to catch up. Make sure you get your hands on Qin Ren before he enters Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress!"

Zhuo Feifan nodded, "Don't worry, tycoon, I will not fail in my mission."

※ ※ ※ The

flower thief rode his horse to the ferry, boarded a small boat large enough for a horse, and spent a quarter of an hour crossing the wide Nu River.

Standing on the north bank of the Nu River, looking back at the south bank, the picturesque Jiangnan town had become a small black dot in the distance, leaving only a few interesting memories.

"I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to meet Ruomei again. The world is so big, and there are no phones or internet, so contacting each other is really inconvenient. Alas, it's probably hopeless. Heh, there are so many beautiful women in the world, let's just consider this a wonderful memory! I, the third young master of the Qin family, am going to indulge in the pleasures of the flowers!" The third young master thought to himself, then opened his heart and galloped away. The third young master had tasted the beauty of Jiangnan women, but he hadn't yet experienced the taste of Jiangnan beauties. On his way to Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress, he wondered if there would be other kinds of beauties waiting for him.

While it's certainly carefree for someone like the Third Young Master to view life as a constant pursuit of beautiful women, life often throws curveballs at us. Sometimes, the one who tries to pick the flowers ends up being picked, or the one who tries to hunt for women ends up being hunted. Such things happen all the time.

Not every beautiful woman in the world is seductive, and not every one of them will open their legs to welcome the Third Young Master. Aside from Piaopiao, who genuinely likes him, and Xiangyue, whom he redeemed from the brothel, how many girls would willingly take off their bras and pants and spread out on the bed

to seduce him? The idea that a mere flick of the finger will have girls crying and begging to be seduced is just wishful thinking.

Although the Third Young Master is currently being targeted by three stunning beauties, two of them want him dead, while the third may very well want both him and his life.

Fortunately, the two women who had tried to kill him didn't expect that the Third Young Master, who should have been on the run, would dare to linger for seven days in a small town near the Nu River ferry.

The two girls braved the rain to cross the river and sped off, now almost reaching the vicinity of Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress, while the Third Young Master had only just crossed the Nu River and was still more than two thousand li away from Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress.

Even if he traveled a hundred li a day, it would still take more than twenty days to arrive.

Whether this was the Third Young Master's good fortune or misfortune was unknown.

Qin Ren crossed the Nu River and traveled along the official road for half a day. His leisurely laziness kicked in, and he bought a luxurious carriage in a small town near the ferry on the north bank of the river, hired a coachman, and offered him a generous reward of five hundred taels of silver to take him to Ironblood Howling Sky Fortress in Yan Province.

The coachman's surname was Qiao, and his given name was Wei. He was an honest-looking fellow, but actually shrewd. Seeing the Third Young Master's lavish spending and extraordinary demeanor, he knew he had found a wealthy patron. So he fawned over him at every turn, making sure the Third Young Master was well taken care of at every inn they stayed at, ensuring his comfort. After a few days, he had won the Third Young Master's favor.

The Third Young Master, of course, knew Qiao Wei was flattering him, but everyone loves flattery, and the Third Young Master was no exception. He always treated Qiao Wei to good food

and drink whenever they stopped for a meal, and occasionally, when passing through prosperous cities, he would take Qiao Wei to upscale brothels for a couple of rounds. Qiao Wei, a coachman, was used to coarse grains and cheap wine; even when he visited prostitutes, it was always the cheap stuff in shabby brothels. He had never experienced such luxury before. Before long, he began to consider himself the Third Young Master's loyal servant, flattering him even more, hoping this rich young master would take him under his wing so he could have a life of luxury.

That day, Qiao Wei drove the carriage while chatting with the Third Young Master inside, occasionally taking a few sips from an exquisite brass wine pot. The pot was worth fifty taels of silver, containing thirty-year-aged premium Fire Dragon Brew, which sold for one hundred taels of silver per tael on the market. The pot contained at least half a jin of wine, worth five hundred taels of silver.

Not to mention the wine, even the pot itself was beyond Qiao Wei's means. The fact that he could enjoy it now was naturally thanks to the Third Young Master. The pot was a gift from the Third Young Master, the wine was bought by him, and Qiao Wei polished the pot seventeen times a day until it shone like a mirror.

In the Great Qin Empire, there was no rule against driving under the influence. Even if someone was drunk and driving a carriage, as long as they didn't kill anyone, their driver's license wouldn't be revoked—but that's wrong; the Great Qin Empire didn't even have the concept of a driver's license. And even if someone was killed, as long as it wasn't someone with a powerful family or influential connections, with Qiao Wei's current backing, he didn't need to worry about legal trouble.

As dusk approached, a small town lay not far ahead. They had covered enough ground for the day and it was time to rest. Qiao Wei asked the Third Young Master if they should enter the town to find an inn for a meal.

Qiao Wei knew the Third Young Master's temperament was eccentric; sometimes he wanted to rest during the day but travel at night, and sometimes he would rest at night and travel during the day. Sometimes, when they came across a beautiful spot, the Third Young Master would have Qiao Wei park the carriage by the roadside and camp out for the night, calling it "enjoying life."

Fortunately, the carriage was well-equipped with fine blankets and bedding, wine, fruit, game, grains, and pastries. A barbecue grill, steamer, saucepan, fryer, wok, spatula, bowls, plates, chopsticks, and other necessities were also provided, so they could eat whenever they were hungry, and camping out at night was not a problem.

The Third Young Master was eccentric, and when they talked, he had a wide range of topics, from astronomy to geography. He seemed to know everything, and many things were unknown even to Qiao Wei, the well-traveled and knowledgeable coachman.

Philosophers may lack practical skills, but their breadth of knowledge is unparalleled, making them virtually unmatched in any field. In his previous life, Qin Sanshao was physically inept and ignorant of farming, unable to do anything, yet he still amassed a vast knowledge base. Philosophers are typically expected to be engrossed in writing, lacking the eloquence of diplomats, and Qin Ren was indeed taciturn in his past life. However, in this life, as if to compensate for that deficiency, Sanshao is unusually talkative.

Especially when chatting with Qiao Wei, the coachman who knows a little about everything but isn't an expert in anything, Sanshao enjoys engaging in endless rambling, leaving Qiao Wei bewildered. Seeing the surprise, astonishment, and admiration in the coachman's eyes, Sanshao feels quite pleased with himself.

After Qiao Wei consulted with the Third Young Master, the Third Young Master lazily said, "You handle it, Brother Wei. You're the butler today." Whenever he called Qiao Wei "Brother Wei," the Third Young Master always had a wicked thought: if he ever became impotent from sleeping with too many women, he'd turn Qiao Wei into a little blue pill and see if it could restore his virility.

However, the possibility of the Third Young Master becoming impotent was nonexistent. With his burning lust and combined with his "Cloud and Rain Divine Skill," the Third Young Master would remain vigorous and full of life, even until his death.

Therefore, Qiao Wei escaped this fate and wouldn't be turned into a little blue pill.

When Qiao Wei heard that the Third Young Master had taken care of the household affairs today, he laughed and said, "Alright, Third Young Master, you're being a hands-off manager again. Hmm, this town is the last small town on the official road to the provincial capital. It'll be three days' journey to the provincial capital. We can only lie down and sleep when we get there. Third Young Master, let's stay at an inn tonight!"

The Third Young Master said, "Okay, as you say. Brother Wei, how many more days until we reach Yan Province?"

Qiao Wei thought for a moment and said, "At our current pace, it'll probably take another five days after we pass the provincial capital. Adding the three or four days to get there, it'll be another eight or nine days before we enter Yan Province."

"Brother Wei, are there any decent brothels in this town?"

"Ah, Third Young Master, there's nothing I can do about it. This town isn't very prosperous, and it's not big enough to accommodate a 'great man.' There are two brothels, but they're just low-grade earthen kilns. It's fine for a lowly person to have some fun, but if you go, Third Young Master, you'll be lowering yourself..."
"Pah! You're spineless! Wei-ge, what the hell are you talking about? You're my coachman now, you can't go to those brothels! If word gets out that my coachman is going to a cheap brothel, people will think I'm bankrupt and can't even afford to pay for my servants to go to a good brothel. How am I supposed to face people after that?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Third Young Master is right, I won't dare to do it again!" Qiao Wei was secretly pleased with himself after being reprimanded by Third Young Master. Third Young Master's words meant he was considered one of his own. What more could Qiao Wei ask for than being considered one of his own?

As they talked, the carriage swayed and bumped into the small town.

The town was indeed pitifully small, even smaller than the Jiangnan town where Qin Ren had stayed.

It was already April, and it hadn't rained for over ten days. The yellow mud road in the center of the town was baked by the sun, and with pedestrians and carriages trampling it, dust filled the air when the wind blew.

The town's gate was even more outrageous, simply piled up with yellow earth. The buildings inside also appeared to be made of mud bricks topped with a few broken tiles.

The town was quite frank, knowing it was made of mud; the plaque above the gate openly revealed its true nature: Earth City.

As Qin Ren passed through the gate, he suddenly heard a commotion. There seemed to be many people outside, and someone was shouting, "There's something exciting to see!" Qin Ren

, still intoxicated by the wine, heard there was something to see and lifted the curtain to ask Qiao Wei, "Brother Wei, something exciting to see?"

Qiao Wei squinted, shading his eyes with his hand, and peered through the yellow sand and dust in the air towards the top of the city wall. He said, "Third Young Master, there really is something exciting. A man and a woman on the city wall seem to be dueling! Damn, that man is so handsome and powerful! Damn, that woman is beautiful! Third Young Master..." "I've never seen such a beautiful woman in my entire life. Even the top courtesans at those upscale brothels we visited before weren't this pretty!"

The flower thief perked up, climbed into the carriage, grabbed a jar of wine and two plates of peanuts and beef jerky, jumped out, leaped onto the roof, and sat there, eating peanuts and jerky while staring wide-eyed at the city wall, muttering to himself, "Brother Wei, come on up! Let's watch beauties, watch fights, drink, and eat together—this is one of life's greatest pleasures!" (

Chapter 3)

Qin Ren squinted, took a swig of wine, stuffed a piece of beef jerky into his mouth, and peered through the swirling dust towards the woman on the left side of the city wall.

Upon seeing her clearly, the Third Young Master was once again stunned by her beauty.

He couldn't help but recite Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River": "Her form is like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon. Her beauty shines like autumn chrysanthemums, her elegance like spring pines. She seems like light clouds veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind. From afar, she shines like the rising sun at dawn; up close, she glows like a lotus emerging from clear water. Her figure is perfectly proportioned, neither too slender nor too plump. Her shoulders are like those of a sculpted figure, her waist as slender as a silken thread. Her neck is long and elegant, her skin fair and radiant. She needs no adornment, no makeup. Her hair is piled high like clouds, her eyebrows are delicate and arched. Her lips are bright red, her teeth are white and gleaming, her eyes are bright and expressive, and her dimples are charming. Her beauty is exquisite and captivating." "Her demeanor was serene and composed. Her gentle grace and captivating words were

alluring. Ah, I never imagined a woman as beautiful as the Goddess of the Luo River truly existed..." Qiao Wei, listening from the side, seemed to understand only vaguely, his eyes wide, his mouth agape with peanuts and beef jerky, drool dripping down his cheeks. He mumbled indistinctly, "Third Young Master, what were you just reading? Damn, how can this woman be so beautiful? If I could sleep with her, I'd die happy."

The Third Young Master chuckled. Such a woman—how could a mere mortal like you possibly have the chance? If anyone should sleep with her, it should be this unparalleled lecherous hero, me. He glanced around and saw that everyone who had come to watch the spectacle below the city wall was staring wide-eyed at the woman, drool involuntarily dripping from their mouths.

Every woman who looked at the woman on the city wall gritted her teeth, her expression ferocious. Listening closely, some women could even whisper, "Fall down and die! Fall down and die!" "May God protect us, may a thunderbolt strike from nowhere and kill this vixen..."

The Third Young Master shook his head, thinking that this woman's charm was too great; she controlled the emotions of everyone in the city. The saying "beauty is a curse" was indeed true.

Looking again at the man confronting the woman, the Third Young Master's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The man was burly and nearly two meters tall, with a head of messy, dusty hair. His once-luxurious robe was riddled with holes and patches, stained with blood and mud. He looked every bit the downtrodden wanderer of the martial world, yet his demeanor was as calm and unwavering as an abyss.

Arms crossed over his chest, a long, wide sword sheathed in his arms, his stance exactly like the Sunset Warrior from the movie *A Chinese Odyssey*, a film the Third Young Master had seen in his past life.

But this wasn't what truly astonished the Third Young Master.

What shocked him was the man's appearance—that imposing, stubble-covered, seemingly filthy yet undeniably handsome face—it was clearly his second brother, the Thunder Blade God Qin Lei!

The Thunder Blade God was only nineteen this year; though precocious and robust, he shouldn't look like this.

How was the Thunder Blade God any different from a middle-aged wanderer who had spent decades navigating the harsh realities of the martial world?

The Third Young Master exclaimed in surprise, "Second Brother!"

Knowing the saying "A servant's duty is to serve his master," and now fully aware of his role as the Third Young Master's servant, Qiao Weige panicked upon hearing the words "Second Brother," asking, "Master, what happened to your second brother? Did you get a syphilis infection from visiting a brothel last time?"

Seeing Qiao Weige's flustered state, the Third Young Master was both amused and exasperated. He smacked Weige on the head with a "bang," scolding, "Syphilis my foot! I meant that man on the city wall..." It's my second child!

Qiao Wei was startled: "Third Young Master, could it be the Second Young Master of Mad Thunder Sword God Lei?"

Qin Ren nodded and said, "It's my second brother." Then he said with a mournful face: "Looking at the look of that woman, the love-hate look in her eyes when she looked at the second brother, I guess she already has a deep love for the second brother." Damn it, how can the slutty look of the second child be worthy of the attention of such a beautiful woman? Young Master, I have no chance. Oh my god, God is not open to you! "

The third young master sighed here. The two people above had already started a conversation.

"It seems that I shouldn't be here. "Qin Lei said in a low voice. His voice was originally loud like thunder, but now he lowered his voice, and his words had a soul-stirring charm of vicissitudes of life.

"Now that you are here, it is too late to regret. "The woman said in a deep voice, staring at Qin Lei with two black gem-like eyes, with a mixture of love and hate.

"Can you leave some memories? "Qin Lei lowered his head and stared at his toes. It seemed that he did not dare to look at the woman.

"No, if you want to stay, keep your people! "The woman said firmly.

Listening to their conversation, Qin Ren sighed, "What was the next line? Oh, the second brother should say: 'I'm already married. It's just that we met too late, destined to be apart. Let me go, you can keep my body, but you can't keep my heart!' Damn, the second brother's words are obviously nonsense. When did this kid get married? Hey, this scene has been shown to death in movies. I didn't expect the second brother to have learned this trick... Hiss—when did he know these lines? Did he come to Earth and see the movies?"

Sure enough, Lei Daoshen said with infinite sorrow, "I'm already married. It's just that we met too late, destined to be apart. Let me go, you can keep my body, but you can't keep my heart."

"I don't care!" the woman said, "I only want you, not your heart!"

Qin Ren clapped his hands and exclaimed, "What spirit! What a woman with personality! Second brother, stop pretending. With your character, you're incredibly lucky to have such a beautiful woman's favor. You're still not happy?"

"What's all the noise about!" The woman suddenly turned around and shouted at Qin Ren, "I'm talking to Brother Lei here. What's it to you? Shut up!"

The third young master immediately shut his mouth, inwardly screaming, "Second brother, I finally know why you don't want her! Damn it, this tigress, whoever takes her is doomed!"

Qin Lei shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You can't keep me. I, Qin Lei, have never been forced to do anything by anyone."

The woman sighed and said, "You can leave, but before you leave, I want you to kiss me."

Qin Lei hesitated for a moment, "This..."

"Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her! Kiss her!" The onlookers raised their arms and shouted.

"Kiss her, kiss her, kiss her!" Qiao Wei shouted, holding up a wine jug.

"Second brother, kiss her! Rub her breasts! Squeeze her boobs!" The third young master jumped up, clapping his hands and roaring.

With two sharp "whoosh" sounds, two pebbles flew through the air simultaneously, one hitting the third young master's left chest and the other his right, sending him tumbling head over heels off the roof of the car. Qiao Wei exclaimed, "Third young master, what happened to you?!"

The third young master, covered in dust, climbed back onto the roof, patted his chest, and said, "Damn it, luckily I'm wearing an indestructible golden silk armor and have profound internal energy protecting me, otherwise these two stones would have killed me." He shouted towards the city wall, "Second brother, it's one thing for your girl to hit me, but why the hell did you hit me?"

The second young master Qin, his face grim, shouted, "Serves you right for being so reckless! You brat, wait until I've dealt with you ..." " I'll settle the score with you later!"

the woman shouted. "Boy, don't think I won't hit you just because Brother Lei is your brother! Haven't you heard the saying 'The eldest brother is like a father, and the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother'? It's only right for me to teach you a lesson!"

The Third Young Master retorted, "Your Brother Lei is just my second brother. It's not your turn to be the eldest sister-in-law! Besides, I have my parents at home. You have no chance to be the head of the household!"

The woman's eyebrows furrowed and her almond eyes widened. "Still dare to talk back! Let your sister-in-law teach you a lesson!" With that, she leaped down from the city wall, her lightness skill and movements incredibly graceful, ethereal like a celestial being, yet faster than a gentle breeze and lightning.

Qin Lei shouted, "Wait, Linglong! Don't hurt the Third Young Master!" He also rushed towards the Third Young Master, but his direction was to intercept the woman named Linglong.

Seeing a fight about to break out, the onlookers cheered even more excitedly, mostly encouraging the woman. Some, however, were cheering for the Third Young Master, but these were the jealous women watching Linglong. For a moment, all that could be heard were shouts like, "Girl, kill that lecherous little thief! Don't give me any face!"

"Girl, cripple him! He's too arrogant!"

"Girl, give him a good beating!"

"Pretty girl, castrate him and make him a eunuch!" "

Handsome guy, throw concentrated sulfuric acid on that girl and ruin her face!"

"Handsome lad, use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to disfigure her!"

"Cool guy, do you know the Dugu Nine Swords? Sever her tendons and ligaments, pour honey on her and let the ants bite! No problem, I'll teach you!"

"Handsome young man, use the Breast-Grabbing Dragon Claw to crush her breasts!"

... Such shouts rose and fell, as if the onlookers were even more excited than the fight itself.

Qin Lei started late, and his lightness skill seemed only comparable to Linglong's, so he couldn't intercept her in time.

Seeing Linglong lunge at Qin Ren, her slender hands contorting into hundreds of hand gestures, forming a net-like trap around the Third Young Master, Qin Lei shouted, "Third Brother, be careful! Her palm techniques are called 'Left Heavenly Net' and 'Right Earthly Net.' Once you're entangled, you won't be able to escape! Run! What are you standing there for?"

On the roof of the carriage, Qiao Wei, though his legs trembled with fear, saw the Third Young Master standing upright with a mysterious smile on his lips. The great Brother Wei, as a servant, naturally couldn't flee first; this was a crucial moment to demonstrate his loyalty.

Seeing the woman rush in, her hands seemingly weaving a net to cover the Third Young Master, Brother Wei cried out in a hoarse voice, "Third Young Master, step aside first! Let me hold her off for a while!" He mustered his courage and stood in front of the Third Young Master, foolishly striking a pose he didn't recognize, his legs shaking so badly he almost couldn't stand.

The Third Young Master said impatiently, "What are you doing blocking my way? Aren't you stealing my thunder? Get out of the way!" He grabbed Wei Ge behind him with one hand, then adopted a mysterious demeanor, saying, "Second Brother, this woman is so fierce. If she becomes my sister-in-law, won't I be doomed? Second Brother, let me kill her for you!"

As he spoke, the woman pounced on Qin Ren, her left hand wielding a Heavenly Net, her right hand a Earthly Net, her slender hands conjuring countless palm shadows, descending upon the Third Young Master from every impossible angle.

This Heavenly Net Palm attack had no blind spots, no way to dodge, no way to block.

Qin Lei shouted like thunder, "Linglong, don't!" He reached out to draw his sword, but saw the Third Young Master standing unmoved amidst the Heavenly Net Palm shadows, his right hand slowly extending, his palm instantly appearing like a giant vortex, the heavens and earth seeming to be absorbed by the vortex, shrinking infinitely, while the Third Young Master's palm expanded infinitely!

One hand covering the sky!

Qin Lei cried out in alarm, "The Heaven-Covering Hand? Third Brother, show mercy! Linglong, get out of the way!"

But

Qin Lei's shout came too late; the Third Young Master's Heaven-Covering Hand had already clashed head-on with Linglong's Heavenly Net .

The countless palm shadows crumbled upon contact. The Third Young Master stood firmly atop the carriage, while Linglong, as if struck by lightning, trembled violently and was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string.

Qin Lei caught Linglong's soft body. Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, his face was deathly pale, his lips bloodless, and his breathing barely perceptible. He didn't know if she was alive or dead.

Lei Daoshen had never known when his third brother had acquired such terrifying palm power. In his memory, his third brother, who had always been different from others, had absolutely no interest in martial arts except for his lightness skill. He had only memorized the Heaven-Covering Hand incantation taught by their father and practiced it a few times, pretending to break tiles. He never expected that in just over a year, his third brother would become so powerful.

While the second young master was delighted with the third young master's progress in martial arts, he was also quite worried about Linglong's condition. He carried Linglong to the roof of the carriage and asked, "Third brother, when did you become so powerful? Is Linglong even alive?"

The third young master laughed, "Don't worry, second brother, your sweetheart won't die. I only used half my strength in that palm strike just now, just enough to disperse her internal energy, preventing her from fighting for a few days. She's unconscious now, but she'll wake up within twelve hours—second brother, let me tell you, I only knocked her unconscious for your sake~"

If the third young master had used his full strength, Linglong would definitely be dead.

Qin Lei said, "Who...who said she's my sweetheart? Third brother, even if we're close, I'll sue you for defamation if you talk nonsense!" The tough man's voice held a shy, innocent quality, like a young boy.

The third young master, observing his second brother's expression, knew he was being disingenuous. He chuckled and led his brother into the carriage, instructing Qiao Wei to drive.

Seeing that the spectacle was over, the onlookers dispersed in twos and threes, discussing amongst themselves. Their conversations mostly praised the Third Young Master for his ruthless and merciless treatment of women.

Qiao Wei drove the carriage into town, searching for an inn along the street. Inside the carriage, the two Qin brothers were talking. The delicate young woman was being held horizontally by Qin Lei, her head resting on Lei Daoshen's chest, appearing as if she were fast asleep.

Third Young Master: "Second Brother, what happened to you? Is it fun to dress up as a rogue?"

Qin Lei: "Third Brother, your second brother had no choice! It's all her fault, she forced me to dress like this. Who knew she'd recognize me no matter what I do? Sigh, there's just no other way."

Third Young Master: "Second Brother, everyone can recognize you like this! Besides changing into tattered clothes, messing up your hair, and growing a beard, you haven't changed anything else. Especially your knife, such a big Thunderclap Blade, anyone with eyes can recognize it."

Qin Lei smiled bitterly: "I just haven't learned how to disguise myself." "Besides, as the God of Swords, of course I must always have my sword at hand. If I don't carry the Thunderclap Blade with me, can I still be considered the God of Swords?"

Third Young Master: "Second Brother, who is this woman? Why is she so fierce? Although she's pretty, a bad temper is no good. Second Brother, you need to reassert your husbandly authority! By the way, tell your brother, how did you manage to win her over?"

Qin Lei: "Win her over my ass! I don't have that much free time. Besides, I can't afford to offend this young lady. Let me tell you, she's Hua Linglong, the eldest daughter of Hua An, the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince. She's always liked hanging out with men since she was little! When I was in the capital, I once attended a banquet with a friend, and Hua Linglong..." I joined too. Out of a bunch of grown men, she was the only one who, damn it, drank like a man. Most of my friends were completely drunk by her. Finally, my brothers couldn't take it anymore and asked me to go up against her, so I challenged her to a drinking contest. And then…”

The Third Young Master chuckled sinisterly, “And then you all got drunk, but you two were evenly matched, and then your bunch of rascals put her in bed with you, and you took advantage of the situation and… umm…”

Qin Lei cried out in protest, “How could I be so bold? I swear to God, I was so drunk that day, I slept with my clothes on! Who knew that when I woke up the next morning, Hua Linglong insisted that I…” "I took her body, defiled her purity, and now she's sticking with me. Think about it, I, Qin Lei, am a wandering swordsman with so many important things to do. How can I have a woman by my side? I couldn't reason with her, so I had to flee all the way from the capital to here, changing my appearance several times along the way, but every time she held me firmly..."

Third Young Master: "Second Brother, you mean you haven't slept with her yet?"

Qin Lei replied decisively: "Of course not!"

Third Young Master pressed: "Then do you like her?"

Qin Lei said somewhat embarrassedly: "This...this...I do like her a little. But I've never heard of anyone running around with a woman!"

The Third Young Master shook his head: "You're wrong about that. Who says a wandering swordsman can't bring women? Second Brother, let me tell you, you have three choices. First, take advantage of her while she's unconscious and then keep running. Second, take advantage of her while she's unconscious and then take her with you on your journey. Third, take advantage of her while she's unconscious, then kill her with a single blow, bury the body anywhere, and be done with it!"

Qin Lei asked, puzzled: "Third Brother, why does every choice have to involve taking advantage of her while she's unconscious?"

The Third Young Master leered: "If you don't have a girl to chase, you're out of your mind. If you don't take advantage of a good deal, you're not worthy of being called a hero! Second Brother, you choose. Whatever you decide, I'll support you!"

Qin Lei thought it over and over, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "Fine! I, Qin Lei, will go all out! Hmph, didn't she say that I took advantage of her when she was drunk that time? Then this time I'll just make it a fact that she framed me, and then..." As he spoke, his eyes flashed with cold light.

The Third Young Master said excitedly and expectantly, "Then kill her!"

The Second Young Master rolled his eyes at the Third Young Master: "Who said I was going to kill her? I plan to take her with me to explore the martial world. You're right, Third Brother, no one says a man can't bring a woman with him. If she can't bear the hardships of the martial world, I can send her back to Xiaoyao Manor to be with her parents."

The Third Young Master: "Damn, since you made this decision, why did you release your killing intent just now?"

The Second Young Master grinned, his white teeth like the fangs of a beast: "Because I vaguely heard a woman calling for help. In broad daylight, someone raped a woman, and it was my, Qin Lei's, misfortune that those villains were caught in the crossfire! Third Brother, could you take care of Linglong for me?" With that, he gently tossed Hua Linglong to the Third Young Master.

The third young master said, "A woman calling for help? A cliché hero saving a damsel in distress? No way, I have to go see her too! Second brother, I'm not taking care of her anymore, you stay here!"

The two brothers simultaneously lifted the curtain and rushed out, leaving poor Hua Linglong to fall onto the carriage floor with a thud, rolling twice before finally settling under her seat. Luckily, she was unconscious and didn't feel any pain.

The two brothers leaped from the carriage like lightning. Qiao Wei, the driver, felt two gusts of wind rush past him from the left and right, and then saw that the Third Young Master and Qin Lei were already ten feet away. He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "What amazing skills! No wonder the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master are so popular with the beauties!"

The Third Young Master and Qin Lei rushed side by side towards a small alley beside the main road. The Third Young Master said, "Second Brother, is this the place?"

Qin Lei nodded, "No mistake! It's in this alley! Hmm, the person is gone now, probably dragged into a house!"

The two young masters sped through the alley, and then the Second Young Master said, "This way!" With that, he soared into the sky, leaping like a bird onto a courtyard wall, and the Third Young Master followed closely behind.

The two brothers had just stopped on the courtyard wall and glanced at the yard behind it when they heard a shrill female voice scream, "Ah—help—I'm going to die—"

The second brother's face turned frosty as he said, "Sure enough, there are villains committing evil here! The sound is coming from the woodshed!"

The third brother looked at the dilapidated woodshed in the muddy yard, stroked his chin, and said, "Second brother, let me ask you a question, which is more serious, rape or drugging and raping?"

Qin Lei gritted his teeth and said, "Of course, rape in broad daylight is the most heinous crime! Drugging and raping at least requires some skill. Third brother, judging from the way you're talking, you don't mean to..."

The third brother said decisively, "You ..." "Don't worry, Second Brother, your third brother would never do something as heinous as rape! At most, I'd drug and rape him."

The second brother patted the third young master's shoulder: "Third Brother, doing manual labor will get you looked down upon, but doing technical work will earn you respect. You know how to manage that!"

The third young master grinned: "Not at all... Second Brother, shouldn't we step in to save him?"

Thunder Blade God nodded: "This isn't our business, but this brat wouldn't even buy a single drug! Alright, let me, Thunder Blade God, punish this little thief!"

As he spoke, Thunder Blade God soared into the sky, and with a clang, his Thunder Blade was drawn. The bright blade light pierced through the heavens, transforming into an endless expanse that slashed down towards the woodshed!

This strike was like a rainbow piercing the sun, dazzling and colorful; its momentum was like Mount Tai pressing down, imposing and heavy; its intent was like the vastness of the universe, breathtakingly beautiful.

Everything in the world seemed to lose its luster, as if the world existed only for this one strike!

This was a true blade; no other blade could compare to the Thunderclap Blade in Qin Lei's hand!

The blade struck, its blinding light, so intense it seemed to eclipse the sun, vanished abruptly.

Qin Lei had already landed behind the woodshed, the blade sheathed.

The woodshed behind him split in two, roof and walls neatly cleaved in two, collapsing with a deafening roar.

Smoke and dust filled the air; the woodshed was now ruins. From within, the faint sounds of a woman's sobs, a man's roars, and the slapping of flesh against flesh could be heard.

Qin Lei turned, the imposing Thunderclap Blade God roaring, "You lecherous thief, surrender now..." The words were swallowed back by Qin Lei; the Thunderclap Blade God's eyes widened in shock, his mouth gaping open wide enough to fit two duck eggs.

Qin Ren, standing on the courtyard wall, also showed a look of astonishment!

The ruined woodshed now only had a single wooden stake standing. A naked woman leaned against the stake, her arms wrapped around it, her legs entwined around the waist of a burly man. Her face was flushed, her head swayed wildly, her hair flying everywhere, and she cried out, "Faster, good brother, faster, harder... Waaah... I'm going to die... I'm going to die... Good brother... Save me... Let me die..."

The burly man held the woman's waist, his hips thrusting rapidly, each impact producing a crisp sound of flesh colliding. He murmured, "Good sister, brother will let you die... Brother will die with you..."

Qin Lei: "Excuse me, what are you doing...?"

The man suddenly turned his head: "Get lost, didn't you see I'm doing this with my wife?" Qin Lei

nodded: "Sorry to disturb you." He leaped up, fleeing over the courtyard wall, and pulled Qin Ren down with him.

The two brothers jumped into the alley and ran about twenty paces away. They looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard they bent over and almost choked.

"No, no... Second brother, next time when I'm doing something... you mustn't draw your sword in anger..."

"How should I know... haha... how should I know they were doing something... but that woman... hahaha... cried for help so pitifully... wahahaha..."

"Help! Someone, please save me!" At this moment, an even more shrill female voice drifted faintly from the depths of the alley, the voice still carrying a hint of childishness.

The Third Young Master laughed, "Damn, this Tu City is really strange. Every woman likes to cry for help when she's in bed. Damn it, I'll never fall for it again!"

Lei Daoshen, however, suppressed his smile, listened for a while, and then said in a deep voice, "This time it might be real. I heard the sound of a master's clothes rustling in the wind!"

~Chapter Two Beauty and the Beast~

Section One

The Third Young Master and Qin Lei unleashed their movement techniques, rushing towards the depths of the alley like the wind.

The closer they got to the depths of the alley, the clearer the woman's cries for help became, interspersed with the sound of a master's clothes rustling in the wind.

The two brothers emerged from the alley, turned left, and immediately witnessed a heinous crime unfolding in broad daylight.

A young girl stood with her back to the Third Young Master and Qin Lei, her left trouser leg torn at the hem, revealing a section of her fair and delicate ankle, stained with blood.

The girl staggered forward, her pace slow, each step leaving a gruesome trail of bright red blood on the ground.

Three men dressed in black, their faces utterly lewd, followed behind her, laughing and chuckling. They used their agility to grope her, sometimes circling her and tearing off a piece of her clothing, sometimes throwing her off her feet.

Her clothes were torn in several places, revealing patches of her delicate, white skin.

The girl cried out for help, limping as she ran, while the three lewd men toyed with her like cats toying with mice.

Seeing this, Qin Lei nearly exploded with rage. His eyebrows furrowed, and he roared, "Bark! You little thief, your grandpa is here! How dare you commit such an evil deed! If you don't stop, your grandpa will cut you in two!"

Qin Lei's shout was like a thunderclap, shaking the ground slightly.

The third young master frowned. After the second young master finished shouting, he pulled two wads of cotton from his ears and chuckled, "Luckily, I had the foresight. Those three little thieves weren't so lucky."

Sure enough, Qin Lei's roar struck the three lewd masters, who were using their first-rate lightness skills to commit indecent acts of sadism, like a thunderbolt. They turned around sharply, looking at Qin Lei warily. One of them even had blood seeping from his ears.

"Who are you? Why are you disturbing our brothers' pleasure?" the lewd master asked in a low voice, dabbing the blood from his ears with cotton balls.

At this moment, the girl realized her savior had arrived. She turned to the third young master and Qin Lei, saying, "Two great heroes, please save this humble woman! They...they..." Before she could finish, she burst into tears again.

Upon seeing the girl, Qin Ren's eyes lit up, and his heart pounded wildly.

What kind of girl was this? How can one describe her beauty?

Xiao Xiangyue is not as gentle as her, Liu Piaopiao is not as graceful, Lian Zhouluo'er is not as radiant, Qin Ni'er is not as melodious, and Qiu Ruomei is not as pitiful.

Even Hua Linglong, who is like a goddess when still, is like a tigress when she gets angry, possessing a completely different temperament from this girl.

Although this girl is comparable to Hua Linglong in appearance, she evokes more pity in men.

Judging from her appearance, this girl is no more than fourteen years old, just coming of age. Her still-childish face and the way her eyes sparkle possess a captivating allure that could topple kingdoms, making one willing to be angry for her beauty. Her

figure is petite, smaller than that of most women in the South. She is definitely the kind of petite woman who makes men want to cherish her and hold her in their hearts. Her figure, which is already developing, is not voluptuous, but it is well-proportioned, with all the right curves.

Especially now, with tears streaming down her face and her pitiful appearance, it pierced the man's heart, causing him excruciating pain as if his heart were being pierced by steel needles and gouged out by sharp knives.

The Third Young Master felt a surge of wicked fire rise from the depths of his heart, a fire that seemed to come from the demonic chants of purgatory, desperately urging him to kill those three lewd masters.

How could they treat such a beautiful woman like this? Even flower thieves should have some taste! The Third Young Master has committed countless evils, even drugging and raping, but he has never done anything to torture a woman's flesh like this!

He is ashamed to associate with flower thieves like you! He will kill you all and wipe out the ranks of flower thieves!

The Second Young Master Qin was unaware of the Third Young Master's thoughts. The man, whose temper was as volatile as thunder, saw the girl's pitiful state and his chivalrous heart flared up. His teeth chattered, and his fingers gripped the hilt of his knife, ready to draw it and strike.

But his arm was held down.

Turning around, he saw it was the Third Young Master.

Although the Third Young Master harbored murderous intent, he didn't show it on the surface; in fact, a faint smile even graced his face.

That smile, however, was a mocking one, identical to that of Qin Feng, the Star River Sword Saint.

"Second Brother, let me handle this," the Third Young Master nodded slightly to the Second Young Master.

The Second Young Master's volatile temper didn't mean he was dull-witted; he immediately sensed the anger and murderous intent hidden beneath the Third Young Master's calm exterior. When he saw the same mocking smile on the Third Young Master's lips as his eldest brother, the Second Young Master understood that the lives of those three experts had come to an end.

The Third Young Master slowly approached the three experts, his cold, piercing eyes sweeping over them. A slight upturn of his lips revealed sharp, white canine teeth: "You... have done something quite good..."

The three lewd experts felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar the moment the Third Young Master's gaze swept over them.

Through the Third Young Master's eyes, they seemed to see a frozen plain, a blood-stained earth, a sky ablaze with flames, mountains of bones, and atop those mountains, a disheveled figure with crimson hands, laughing wildly.

Those were not the eyes of a human!

The three men involuntarily took three steps back, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads and soaking their backs.

They were now regretting accepting the mission, regretting putting on this act before the Third Young Master.

But they had no choice but to grit their teeth and continue. One of them, mustering his courage, stepped forward and asked, "Who are you?" Only after the words left his mouth did he realize his voice was trembling.

The Third Young Master chuckled, his smile as cold as a sudden gust of wind in the middle of summer, freezing one's blood vessels.

"You are not worthy to know!" The Third Young Master forced out these words through clenched teeth, and before the words had even finished, he had already struck!

His hand could cover the sky!

This time, the Third Young Master unleashed the Heaven-Covering Hand technique with both hands simultaneously, attacking the three experts at once!

The three experts' expressions changed drastically at the same time, screaming, "Heaven-Covering Hand!"

They tried to retreat, but immediately discovered that the palm force had completely enveloped them, leaving them nowhere to go. Everywhere they looked, there was an energy capable of shattering everything

! Even more terrifying was that within the palms of those two hands seemed to be two enormous vortexes. These were purely illusions; the vortexes, which did not actually exist, seemed to possess an infinite suction force, pulling them involuntarily towards the two palms!

They screamed in despair, simultaneously striking out with their palms, six palms desperately meeting the two enormous hands that almost covered the entire sky.

Six white palm energies tore through the air, emitting a final shriek, as if trying to shatter the colossal curtain that covered the heavens and earth.

"Boom!" A thunderous roar erupted, and the ground trembled violently when the palms of both sides made contact, before instantly returning to calm.

Three bodies were thrown backward, splattering three tragic streaks of blood in the air. Their arms began to disintegrate from their palms, rapidly extending upwards. By the time they were airborne, all six of their arms had exploded into pieces of flesh and blood!

"Avenge us!" the three screamed, their cries fading cleanly before they died instantly, their bodies lifeless upon landing.

"Avenge your mother's revenge!" the Third Young Master sneered disdainfully, pulling out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood from his hands. "Who will avenge you? Who can beat me!"

Qin Lei stared blankly at his third brother, seemingly unable to believe that his younger brother could kill three top-tier experts with a single blow.

The young woman, too, stared wide-eyed at the Third Young Master, her thoughts a mystery.

The Third Young Master flashed his most charming smile, pulled out a folding fan, and opened it with a flourish, greeting the young woman with a broad smile.

(Section Two)

"Young lady, you don't need to be afraid. I've already killed the villain." The Third Young Master walked up to the girl, striking a handsome pose with a smile, his warm gaze lingering affectionately in her eyes.

The girl looked at the three armless corpses on the ground, completely submerged in blood, then at the Third Young Master's hands, still stained with blood. Her face paled, and she groaned, "Oh God... murder..." Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed weakly to the ground.

The Third Young Master hurriedly supported the girl's limp body, glancing helplessly at Qin Lei, and said, "Second Brother, what's going on? How did she... how did she faint from fright?"

Qin Lei suppressed a laugh and said, "It seems this girl is quite clever. Although you saved her, it's like escaping one danger only to fall into another. What else could she do but faint?"

The Third Young Master protested, "Second Brother, act with conscience! I only saved her out of chivalry and a compassionate spirit! Besides, those three scoundrels deserved to die; killing them should be a cause for celebration!"

"Alright, alright, do you think I don't know your character?" the second brother sneered. "If this girl were an obese, ugly woman, you wouldn't have any chivalrous heart at all!"

He then imitated Qin Xiaoyao's voice in a strange tone: "Qin Ren, why do you practice martial arts?"

He then imitated the third young master's voice as a child: "To make it easier to scale walls and pick flowers and peep!"

Ignoring the third young master's murderous glare, he shook his head and sighed, "Alas, people's hearts are going downhill, morality is declining! Alas, alas, alas, poor me, Qin Lei, with a heart full of chivalry and courage, has become brothers with this heinous flower thief, alas... What can I do, what can I do! Heavens, open your eyes and look at this world..."

"Whoosh!" A palm strike came, followed by the Third Young Master's strange, altered voice: "Heaven-Covering Hand!"

Thunder Blade God yelled and took off running, shouting as he ran, "Third Brother, your anger and murder won't do you any good! Everyone in the family knows your ambitions... I'm outta here!"

With a bang, the Third Young Master's second Heaven-Covering Hand smashed a courtyard wall to pieces. Inside the courtyard, there was a flurry of activity. An old man with a white beard, who had been hiding in the backyard doing ash-making, got up from his daughter-in-law, pulled up his pants, grabbed a wooden stick, and chased after them, yelling, "You little brat! How dare you disturb your grandpa's good time! I'll beat you to a pulp! Hey, don't run, don't run!"

The panting old man couldn't catch up with the Third Young Master and Thunder Blade God. In the blink of an eye, the two disappeared. The old man with the white beard jumped up and down and cursed for a while before angrily going back to continue doing ash-making.

The third young master, carrying the unconscious girl in his left arm, waved his right hand wildly, shouting incessantly, "Second brother, if you have the guts, stop! Let me hit you with my Heaven-Covering Hand! Don't run! If you run again, I'll kill you!"

Qin Lei, however, refused to stop, laughing and skipping as he ran at breakneck speed.

Although the third young master's lightness skill far surpassed Qin Lei's, he was carrying someone, which hampered his ability to use his skills. Furthermore, the fleeing party naturally had an advantage over the pursuers, able to dodge and weave, while the pursuers were on the defensive, forced to run. Therefore, the third young master couldn't catch up with Lei Daoshen for the time being.

Lei Daoshen dashed out of the alley like a whirlwind, looked around, and saw a carriage parked in front of a two-story inn. The driver was none other than Qiao Wei. He immediately sped towards the carriage.

Qiao Wei had already booked rooms and was waiting for the two young masters to return. Seeing the second young master rush over like a whirlwind, while the third young master followed closely behind, carrying someone and cursing incessantly,

Qiao Wei was puzzled. Before he could even greet the second young master, he saw the second young master suddenly rush into the carriage, and then, in the instant he rushed in, he ran out again carrying Hua Linglong, quickly heading towards the outskirts of Tu City, shouting as he ran: "Third brother, I'm taking your second sister-in-law back to Xiaoyao Manor to see our parents! You can have fun by yourself! I'm not going to keep you company! Wahahaha... Be careful, those three guys you just killed seem to have sent people to avenge them. Their accomplices might be lying in ambush nearby. I won't be around, so you'd better be careful!"

As he spoke, Lei Daoshen had already run out of Tu City with a beautiful woman in his arms.

Meanwhile, the Third Young Master, carrying the young beauty, leaped onto the roof of the carriage. Looking at the Second Young Master's retreating figure, he roared, "Second Young Master, you wait! The day I return to the manor, I'll give you a piece of my mind to our parents! I'll tell them you raped innocent girls, took advantage of your drunkenness to commit acts of indecent assault and abuse, and have already ruined the reputations of forty-nine women! Wahahahaha..."

The Third Young Master laughed heartily, a laugh that sent chills down Qiao Wei's spine. He thought to himself, "The Qin family is indeed no ordinary family. Even their internal strife is so fierce and extraordinary. No wonder they can lead the martial arts world of Jiangnan!"

Seeing his second brother's figure gradually disappear, the Third Young Master's angry face softened into a warm smile. He murmured to himself, "Hey, that second brother has finally come to his senses, knowing to bring his wife to please our parents. Hmm, very good. It's been a long time since I've played like this with my second brother. When we were little, we used to play together on the mountain. Over the years, I've almost forgotten the joy of playing with my brothers..."

"Wei-ge, let's go inside and rest!" the Third Young Master said to Qiao Wei, turning and jumping off the carriage, carrying the girl into the shop.

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Meanwhile, Qin Lei, carrying Hua Linglong, ran wildly. After running four or five miles away from Tucheng, he slowed down, carrying her slowly.

As they walked, Qin Lei looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms, her face as pure and beautiful as a sleeping baby's, and couldn't resist lowering his head to kiss her cherry lips.

Having just tasted the beauty's fragrant lips, Lei Daoshen inhaled her delicate scent and savored the soft, sweet sensation. A heat rose in his lower abdomen, and he lingered, reluctant to leave. After a few more sips, he exclaimed in admiration, "I never imagined a beauty's lips could be so delicious. No wonder my third brother said he wanted to be a flower thief and taste all the beauties in the world. Hehe, but if I were to have so many women like my third brother, traveling the world with a large group of beauties, it would be incredibly troublesome. How could I accomplish anything significant? I'd just be lying in bed all day. I'd rather have only one."

As he spoke, the beauty in his arms suddenly let out a soft moan and trembled slightly. Lei Daoshen immediately stopped talking, staring straight ahead, trying to appear like a virtuous gentleman, but his heart was pounding wildly.

After waiting a while and seeing that the beauty had no further reaction, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered to himself, "Luckily, she didn't notice. If she knew I took advantage of her while she was unconscious, wouldn't she think I was a shameless lecher? Hmm, she seems to have already decided that I took her body and consider me a lecher. Hmm, Third Brother's suggestion about taking advantage of her while she's unconscious is still worth considering..."

While Lei Daoshen was lost in thought, he suddenly stopped and said coldly, "Who is this expert lurking nearby? Why not show yourself?"

Unbeknownst to him, several auras had already locked onto Lei Daoshen!

Looking around, the Second Young Master had now reached the narrowest section of this official road, with sheer cliffs on both sides, their height unknown. The road was very narrow, seemingly only wide enough for three carriages to pass side by side. There were hundreds of feet of space in front and behind to exit this narrow passage, but it was clear that someone had been lying in ambush in both directions.

This path was originally the best route for bandits to rob, but the Second Young Master, confident in his skills, didn't take it seriously at all, swaggering in with a beautiful woman in his arms.

Lei Daoshen, distracted earlier, hadn't noticed in time, and now it was too late; he was already surrounded. A very dangerous feeling gripped Lei Daoshen's heart; he even felt death approaching!

After Qin Lei spoke, no one responded. Lei Shao coldly snorted, plunging his Thunderclap Blade, still sheathed, into the ground in front of him. He unbuckled his belt, carried Hua Linglong on his back, tightened the belt, gripped the blade again, and roared, "Who dares to ambush your grandfather Qin Lei! Show yourself, and let your grandfather cut you three hundred times!"

This roar shook the mountain walls on both sides, finally eliciting a response from the ambush.

Countless boulders rained down from the mountainside, interspersed with logs studded with nearly three-inch-long iron nails, crashing down on Lei Shao like a torrential downpour.

Qin Lei laughed heartily, drawing his Thunderclap Blade with a sharp whistle, which soared into the sky, its gleaming blade light illuminating the entire world.

The rocks and logs falling towards Lei Shao, upon encountering the blade's light, crumbled into dust instantly, like bubbles illuminated by sunlight.

Not a single stone, not a single log, could reach within a full radius of Qin Lei; even those not struck by the blade were pulverized by Qin Lei's protective aura.

With a single strike, Qin Lei shattered all the rocks and logs above him, slowly returning to the ground. He sheathed his Thunder Blade and sneered, "Trying to ambush your grandpa Qin Lei? You'd better have some capital! These underhanded tricks won't even scratch a hair on grandpa Qin Lei's head!"

No one spoke. This time, countless rockets rained down from the mountainside, interspersed with all sorts of hidden weapons of various sizes.

Throwing knives, caltrops, iron pellets, embroidery needles, boomerangs, copper coins, flying stones, iron lotus seeds, silver ingots, pearls, gold notes, cloth shoes, socks… and so on—everything that could be thrown was rained down on Lei Shao. Lei Shao, his breath rumbling like thunder, roared, "Hey! You only dare to use underhanded attacks? You're a bunch of useless dogs!"

With that roar, Thunder Blade God soared into the sky again, the Thunder Blade unsheathed, its light like a silver river falling from the heavens.

"Clang, clang, clang..." A series of crisp, sharp sounds rang out as all the rockets and hidden weapons were shattered and sent flying by the flash of the blade. Qin

Lei remained unharmed. He landed gracefully and shouted, "If you hadn't come out, your grandpa Qin Lei would have cleaved these two cliffs in two!"

"Youngster, don't be so arrogant. Your skills aren't worth your great-grandfather's attention. Youngster, take a good look at the girl on your back. You're so smug, but she's in trouble!" A sinister, ethereal voice drifted down from the cliff top, neither male nor female, and quite unpleasant to hear.

Qin Lei's heart tightened upon hearing this. He quickly removed Hua Linglong from his back and saw that a three-inch-long black needle had been inserted into the back of her neck. The needle was of unknown material—neither gold nor iron, neither wood nor stone—and emitted an eerie black light.

Two small bells adorned the needle's tip, each painted with a skull!

Hua Linglong's jade-like neck had turned bluish-green, with two black lines running up and down from the needle insertion point. One line descended along her cervical spine into her collar, while the other climbed upwards into her hair.

Qin Lei was shocked. Although he had shattered all the hidden weapons, he hadn't expected someone to be able to silently shoot such a conspicuous weapon into Hua Linglong's neck from behind, without any reaction from his protective qi!

Seeing Hua Linglong's condition, he knew she was poisoned. However, Qin Lei knew nothing of martial arts other than using a knife, and of course, he didn't know the most profound technique of acupressure, so he couldn't stop the poison from spreading.

Without hesitation, Lei Daoshen reached into his robes, took out the life-saving resurrection pill, crushed it, and stuffed it into Hua Linglong's mouth, using his internal energy to help her digest it.

The enemies lying in ambush on the cliff cooperated, and no one took the opportunity to attack. Lei Daoshen had no time to think. He placed one hand on Linglong's vital point on her back and began to circulate his qi, while gripping his knife with the other, remaining vigilant.

Suddenly, Linglong opened her eyes, her face veiled in a bluish aura, gazing pitifully at Lei Daoshen.

Seeing Linglong awake, Qin Lei assumed the medicine had taken effect and exclaimed joyfully, "Linglong, you're finally awake!"

Hua Linglong smiled sadly, and a slender hand suddenly shot out with lightning speed, gently pressing against Qin Lei's chest.

Qin Lei was instantly struck as if by lightning; blood spurted from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears. He growled, "Covering Heaven Hand? No, it's Annihilation..." His voice abruptly stopped, and in the silent world, only the woman's heart-wrenching sobs echoed...

Chapter Three:

"Why are you crying?" A faint yet alluring voice asked, "Your Brother Lei isn't dead yet."

"Brother Lei... Brother Lei isn't dead?" A voice filled with extreme sorrow mixed with joy and hope.

"He's not dead. He's just injured his internal organs and heart, and his brain suffered a severe concussion. He's just not awake yet..."

"When will my Brother Lei wake up?"

"It's uncertain. Maybe a month, maybe a year, maybe a lifetime... Who knows? Those struck by the Heaven-Covering Hand have already had half their lives taken by Yama, leaving only the other half in the mortal world. Whether Yama is willing to release the other half is still a question!"

"The Heaven-Covering Hand? How could Brother Lei have been struck by the Heaven-Covering Hand? Brother Lei is the second young master of Xiaoyao Manor. Everyone in the world who knows the Heaven-Covering Hand is his family. Who would hurt him? And why would they hurt him? Please tell me, who is it?" "

What do you want to do?"

"I want to avenge Brother Lei! Whoever hurt Brother Lei, I will make them suffer a terrible death!"

"Heh, what a woman of deep feelings! But you can't beat him. You can't even withstand one of his moves. Do you remember Qin Ren? Do you remember what happened after you met him?"

"I remember, I remember Qin Ren's rude remarks, so I taught him a lesson, but he knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I saw Brother Lei... Brother Lei... was seriously injured."

"Hehe, seeing how devoted you are, I'll risk everything to tell you. It was Qin Ren who injured Qin Lei. Qin Ren took a liking to your beauty and wanted to take advantage of you while you were unconscious, but Qin Lei resolutely refused. As a result, the two brothers turned against each other and fought. Qin Ren practiced the Heaven-Covering Hand, one of the three great palm techniques in the world, so Qin Lei naturally couldn't beat him. After being seriously injured, he carried you out of that earthen city, and now his injuries have flared up and he's unconscious."

"Qin... Ren?"

"That's right, it was Qin Ren." The voice became even more ethereal and seductive: "Qin Ren coveted your beauty and wanted to make a move on you. Qin Lei stopped Qin Ren, so Qin Ren killed Qin Lei. You saw it with your own eyes, you witnessed everything, and many people in the earthen city saw it too. Soon this news will spread throughout the martial arts world. Do you remember?"

"I... remember..." came the dull voice.

"Alright, hurry up and go! Qin Ren is catching up soon, and his lightness skill is incredibly powerful! Go! Go! Go to Xiaoyao Manor, find Qin Xiaoyao. Only Qin Xiaoyao can protect you... Remember, you've never seen me before, you witnessed everything yourself..."

"Yes... I... witnessed... everything myself..."

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Watching the wooden-like Hua Linglong carry Qin Lei away, two figures shrouded in black robes appeared on the cliff top, only their eyes visible.

The one in front was about 1.8 meters tall, and the one behind was about 1.75 meters tall. The two figures stared at Hua Linglong's departing figure, their deep black pupils radiating an eerie black light.

"Your Majesty, please forgive my boldness. I truly do not know Your Majesty's intention in framing Qin Ren. Although the third son of the Qin family has decent palm strength, it would be extremely easy for us to kill him. There is no need to go to such lengths. Moreover, Your Majesty could have easily manipulated Hua Linglong to kill Qin Lei. Why spare Qin Lei's life?" asked the shorter man in black behind him.

"Hmph, what do you know? If we don't drive Qin Ren to the brink of despair, will he willingly serve me? As for Qin Lei, he was hit by that 'xxx' attack manipulated by Hua Linglong from my main body; he's practically dead, no different from a corpse. We can use Qin Lei's half-dead state to incite Hua Linglong's hatred towards Qin Ren, and incidentally, incite the hatred of the people of Xiaoyao Manor towards Qin Ren. Although Qin Ren is the third young master of Xiaoyao Manor, fratricide, beating his own brother into a living dead—anyone would be furious." The taller man in black replied, vaguely mentioning the name of the martial art, clearly not wanting his subordinates to know.

"But a mere Qin Ren isn't worth Your Majesty's trouble! Besides, if we subdue Qin Ren, we won't gain control of the Qin family. It's better to help Xiaoyao Manor eliminate Qin Ren, do the Qin family a favor, and bring their power under our control."

"The Qin family won't serve me, only that Qin Ren… hehe, this boy is lewd, shameless, lustful, and utterly lacking in integrity, but he possesses a pair of 'Asura Demon Eyes,' a rare treasure! Anyone with these eyes, if used properly, becomes a terrifying killing machine! Think about it, how many fights has Qin Ren fought since his debut? Yet he won every single one without a doubt, and rarely left anyone alive. You see, someone with Asura Demon Eyes can demoralize others, while their own attacks can reach their maximum potential, ignoring the opponent's defenses. Such a terrifying person, if properly trained, wouldn't one person be equivalent to the entire Xiaoyao Manor's power?"

"The legendary Asura Demon Eye that slaughters the world? Your Majesty is wise! No wonder Your Majesty has shown great interest in Qin Ren ever since he killed Majin Buu and the Four Heavenly Kings. It turns out that this boy is a murderous demon king who is rarely seen in a thousand years. Your Majesty's vision is like lightning that cuts through the dark clouds. Even if the world is shrouded in dark clouds and the world is deceived by illusions, they cannot escape Your Majesty's far-sightedness and piercing eyes... Ah, praise to Your Majesty! My admiration for Your Majesty is like the raging river, endless and unstoppable, like the overflowing Red River..." The black-clad man flattered him like a torrent, and the black-clad man called Your Majesty was very pleased. He looked up at the sky, struck an arrogant pose, and chuckled sinisterly.

"Pass down the word! Spread the rumors throughout the martial world that Qin Ren severely injured Qin Lei to get his hands on Hua Linglong! I want everyone in the world to know within seven days that Qin Ren beat his own brother to the point of near death for a woman! Wahahahaha..."

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Meanwhile, the Third Young Master carried the unconscious girl into the inn's room. After instructing Qiao Wei not to disturb him, he closed the door and prepared to treat the girl's injuries.

Qiao Wei lived next door to the Third Young Master. Seeing the Third Young Master carrying a beautiful woman into the room, he was genuinely curious about what the young master was going to do. He pressed his ear against the wall for a while but didn't hear anything unusual. After thinking for a moment, he picked up a teacup, turned it upside down on the wall, and pressed his ear against the bottom of the teacup. Now he could hear the sounds much more clearly.

The Third Young Master muttered to himself intermittently, "Hmm, what medicine should I use... No, too strong, she can't handle it... Too weak and it's no fun... What medicine should I use..."

Qiao Wei listened with a broad smile, thinking that the Third Young Master was indeed a man of taste, knowing how to use medicine to enhance... that pleasure in bed, unlike us roughnecks who just blindly rush into bed.

The Third Young Master was unaware that his serious business had been overheard and turned into something ambiguous. He looked at the several small bottles on the table, filled with high-quality wound medicine.

Although he was proficient in using aphrodisiacs and sedatives, he hadn't really learned how to treat injuries properly. He only knew that some were for external application and some for internal use, but as for which was more effective and what the dosage was, he had no idea.

Thinking about it, with his lightness skill, internal strength, and the treasures he wore, what chance did he have of getting injured? Carrying wound medicine was mostly for show, something to occasionally do when a good deed struck him and he was ready to help someone or perform a chivalrous act.

But the Third Young Master despised chivalry; rescuing a damsel in distress was utilitarian and purposeful, not chivalrous. Rescuing an ugly person was chivalrous, but the Third Young Master clearly wouldn't do that.

Muttering to himself for a while, the Third Young Master decided to use medicine haphazardly, not giving the girl any internal medicine, just a little external application would suffice—it wouldn't kill her anyway.

After making his decision, the Third Young Master took a bottle of medicine to the bedside, looked at the girl lying on the bed, and carefully examined her body. He found that apart from some bruises from the fall, there were no other external injuries.

The Third Young Master sat at the foot of the bed and lifted her injured leg. There was only a shallow wound near her ankle on her calf, but it had damaged a blood vessel, which was why it had bled so much. The Third Young Master carefully cleaned the wound, sprinkled some wound medicine on it, and then bandaged it.

After bandaging it, the Third Young Master casually grabbed the girl's ankle.

Shoes and socks were off, revealing slender, rounded ankles that stirred the young master's heart. A closer look revealed exquisitely crafted feet, like carved jade, with faint blue veins visible beneath the almost translucent white skin. Ten pearl-like, rounded toes, their nails painted pink and shaped like ten lotus flowers, were both delicate and beautiful, perfectly complementing the snow-white skin. A faint,

ethereal fragrance of virginity wafted into the young master's nostrils, which he inhaled almost greedily, his desire rising.

"Should I take advantage of her while she's unconscious?" The young master was torn between his thoughts and his desire. The girl's breasts, not very full but already quite well-developed, rose and fell gently with her breath, constantly stimulating him. Through the numerous tears in her clothes, the Third Young Master could see the girl's breasts, which shimmered like the finest cheese, radiating a faint milky sheen. "What would it feel like to squeeze them?" the Third Young Master thought greedily, his hand slowly tracing upwards along the girl's straight, slender legs.

"Anyway, I'm a womanizer. I saved this little beauty with ill intentions. Taking advantage of her while she's unconscious is the best course of action! Besides, don't beauties rescued from danger by heroes eventually repay with their bodies? I'm just taking advantage in advance. Wahahaha... I'm going to wipe out the ranks of womanizers, eliminate all the womanizers in the world, leaving only me. That way, all the beauties in the world will be mine, and I can pick them as I please!"

In the fourth section, just

as the Third Young Master's large hand covered the girl's exquisite breasts, the girl woke up at just the right moment, opening her large, watery eyes to look at the Third Young Master.

The young master abruptly stopped, his gaze meeting the girl's, a gaze that seemed both innocent and cunning. Even with his thick skin, he couldn't help but blush slightly.

"Ahem, don't be afraid, I'm giving you a full checkup, and I'm currently examining your heart..." the young master said righteously, withdrawing his hand as he did so. "The results are good; you're very healthy. Just keep it up."

The girl tilted her head, looking at the young master for a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, you saved me, and I blamed you for killing someone..."

The young master smiled magnanimously. "It's alright. For us wanderers of the martial world, the most important thing is the word 'chivalry.' Upholding justice is our duty. By the way, miss, my name is Qin Ren. I don't know your name yet!"

The girl whispered Qin Ren's name twice, then smiled sweetly. "Young master, your name is quite charming!"

That smile truly deserved the title "a smile that could topple a city." The third young master, a notorious womanizer, was captivated by her beauty, muttering to himself, "This girl is so alluring at such a young age; what will she be like when she grows up? If she's chosen for the palace and her heart is not pure, she'll be a scourge to the country and its people, not much different from Su Daji in the history books I learned in my previous life. Alas, my third young master is so concerned about the country and its people, always worrying about the world's troubles before enjoying its pleasures. For the sake of all the people... I, the third young master, have no choice but to offer myself to this scourge... Alas, for the country and its people, the greatest heroes are those who serve the country and its people. I never thought my third young master would have the opportunity to become a peerless hero."

The girl, however, didn't hear the third young master's mutterings. She continued, "My name is Zhen Luo. I am from Songzhou City in Jiangnan. Recently, I went with my parents to Yan Province in Jiangbei to celebrate my grandparents' birthdays. But on the way, we encountered bandits who robbed the highways. My poor parents, trying to rescue me... were killed by those bandits..." At this point, Zhen Luo's eyes reddened, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The Third Young Master immediately displayed his broad-mindedness and strong arms, pulling the girl into his embrace without saying a word, and sighed, "Alas, this is truly a tragedy... Miss Zhen, don't be afraid, the Third Young Master will protect you well, you can lean on the Third Young Master's chest."

Zhen Luo buried her head in the Third Young Master's chest, crying as she spoke, "Later, Luo'er fled all the way to this earthen city and encountered the three men that Young Master had killed. They tried to assault Luo'er the moment they saw her, and although Luo'er fought back desperately, she almost fell into their clutches. If Young Master hadn't appeared in time, Luo'er would probably be..."

The Third Young Master patted Zhen Luo's head, gently stroking her soft, long hair, and coaxed, "Luo'er, be good, Luo'er, don't cry. Those bad people are all dead... Sigh, this damned martial world, there are always more bad people than good people! Luo'er, what do you plan to do now?"

The Third Young Master's meaning was, of course, to get Zhen Luo to say the words "repay him with your body." Even with the Third Young Master's lewd and shameless nature, he couldn't bear to force such a tragically orphaned girl.

Zhen Luo sobbed, "Luo'er only has her grandparents, who live far away in Yan Province, as her relatives in this world. Young Master, could you... could you take Luo'er to Yan Province to see her grandparents?"

"This..." The Third Young Master looked troubled, thinking to himself, "I've done so much, there must be some benefit for me, right? Although going to Yan Province is on my way, this society is very realistic. Nobody does anything without a benefit. Why can't you understand, little girl?"

“Young Master…” Zhen Luo raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears, her pretty face flushed, and said, “If you help me fulfill my wish, after I visit my grandparents in Yan Province, I will serve you faithfully as your servant…”

Qin Ren inwardly laughed wildly, exclaiming that his young master had succeeded… but on his face, he maintained a righteous and dignified expression, saying firmly, “Miss Zhen, you are mistaken! Upholding justice is our duty. How can we be worthy of the word ‘chivalry’ if we expect something in return? Although I, Qin Ren, am not some great hero, I value the word ‘chivalry’ more than my own life! Miss Zhen, you don’t need to say more. Even if I, Qin Ren, were to die…” "I'll brave every hardship to get you to Yan Province! No one can stop me, not even if the heavens and earth collapse!"

Zhen Luo said happily, "I knew Young Master Qin was a chivalrous man and wouldn't covet my beauty. Young Master Qin, since you're so righteous, it would seem shameless of me to keep offering myself in return. I promise you, once we reach Yan Province, I will build a shrine for you and pray for your safety every day. I think this is the most appropriate way for you to repay me. Don't you agree, Young Master?"

Qin Ren looked at Zhen Luo's blinking eyes, his heart aching as if it were bleeding. The Third Young Master was overly modest, pretending to be righteous to the point that he almost believed it himself, but Zhen Luo actually believed it completely. After all, the idea of

a hero rescuing a beauty and then the beauty repaying him with her body is mostly a fairy tale or fantasy. The Third Young Master's mistake was believing the legendary story. When a beautiful woman casually mentions offering herself to someone, it's usually a test. If you agree immediately, she won't be able to back out. But if you act upright and humble, she'll naturally praise your righteousness and conveniently retract her promise.

Having figured this out, the Third Young Master inwardly cursed the woman's cunning, thinking he'd gained nothing and lost everything. Anger rose in his heart, and he thought, "I'll agree now, but tonight, while she's asleep, I'll let her taste the power of my 'one-shot wonder'!"

Having made his decision, the Third Young Master grinned like a wolf in sheep's clothing, speaking softly to Zhen Luo, "Miss Zhen, let's not think about other things for now. I will definitely keep my promise to you. It's getting late, you've had a long day and are injured, you should rest early! Oh, by the way, you must be hungry, I'll tell the kitchen to get you some food."

The Third Young Master walked out of the room with a nonchalant air, but as soon as he stepped out, his expression immediately turned cloudy. He gritted his teeth and went to Qiao Wei's room next door. Gently pushing open the door, he saw Qiao Wei with his ear pressed against the bottom of a cup, while the rim of the cup was pressed against the wall. It was obvious that this guy was eavesdropping.

Qiao Wei, who was beaming with delight while eavesdropping, was unaware that the Third Young Master had already entered his room. Brother Wei initially thought that the Third Young Master had already made a move on the beautiful girl, but after hearing what he heard, he realized that things were not as he imagined. The Third Young Master, who was always ruthless and successful in seducing women, finally suffered a loss this time. Qiao Wei inwardly cried out that heaven had eyes, and the wicked would be punished by the wicked woman.

Having obtained firsthand information, Qiao Wei didn't know when to stop and still tried to hear more. Now, the Third Young Master caught him red-handed, and he was about to receive a very painful lesson.

Third Young Master: "Brother Wei, what are you doing?"

Qiao Wei: "Ah, Third Young Master! I'm... uh, I'm checking how well the room's soundproofing is... Hehehe, Third Young Master, the soundproofing in this room is pretty good, I can't hear anything from next door..."

Third Young Master: "Hehehehe... Really, you can't hear anything?"

Qiao Wei: "Really, come and listen if you don't believe me."

Third Young Master: "Are you kidding me! [Unclear phrase -

possibly a slang term for a violent outburst]!" A pig-like scream echoed from the room, sending chills down Zhen Luo's spine.

Third Young Master: "Remember, if you dare to leak even a single word of what you heard today, I'll make you wish you were never born!"

Qiao Wei: "Third Young Master... Waaah... I swear to heaven... I would never dare to leak a single word..."

Third Young Master: "Hmm, not bad, you can be quite sensible sometimes. Alright, go tell the kitchen to prepare some of their best dishes and send them to my room."

Qiao Wei: "Third Young Master... Do you think I can go out like this?"

Third Young Master: "Stop talking nonsense, just go when I tell you to!"

About six blinks after Qiao Wei left the room, a shrill scream came from the inn: "Damn it, a ghost..."
In the council hall of Xiaoyao Manor,

Old Master Qin Xiaoyao was eating fried pigeon while listening to his subordinates give their monthly income reports.

Qin Xiaoyao was quite satisfied with the income for the month. The total monthly income was equivalent to about 550,000 taels of gold. After deducting daily expenses and capital, and then deducting the extravagance of the Third Young Master, the net profit was 150,000 taels of gold.

"Our income needs to be higher!" Qin Xiaoyao sighed as he chewed on a pigeon leg, bone and all. "Third Brother's expenses are too high. Look at how fast he spends money. Our monthly net profit is only a few hundred thousand taels of gold, which is still too little... Ugh..." As he spoke, Qin Xiaoyao suddenly reached into his mouth and pulled out a delicate black steel pipe.

"Who made this fried pigeon? How come there's this thing!" Qin Xiaoyao slammed the one-inch-long thin steel pipe on the table in annoyance. "It almost broke my teeth!"

A servant came forward and examined it closely, sweating profusely. "Master, this looks... looks like a carrier pigeon's homing tube..."

"Is that so?" Qin Xiaoyao picked up the steel pipe, twisted it left and right, and sure enough, it unscrewed, revealing a yellowed roll of paper. "Bombed a carrier pigeon thinking it was a baby pigeon? Who did this?!"

The servant hurriedly replied, "Reporting to Master, this pigeon accidentally flew over where the young master was practicing swordsmanship and was shot down by the sword energy. The kitchen staff just picked it up and made fried pigeon."

"Uh... Ah Feng did it?" Qin Xiaoyao opened the scroll, glanced at the note casually, and then his expression changed drastically: "This is impossible!"

His shout startled everyone in the council hall, who involuntarily knelt down. Tie Ling'er, hearing Qin Xiaoyao's shout, rushed into the council hall, calling out, "Xiaoyao, what are you yelling about? You've scared all the sheep out of the sheepfold!"

Qin Xiaoyao took a deep breath and handed the note to Tie Ling'er. Upon seeing it, Tie Ling'er's face turned deathly pale, and tears involuntarily streamed down her face. "Xiaoyao... Is this true? No, it can't be true, it's a rumor..."

Qin Xiaoyao supported Tie Ling'er's swaying body, snorted coldly, and said, "Someone wants to make a move against our Xiaoyao Manor! Issue my order! Command the three killing gods, the four manor guardian kings, and the thirty-six heavenly generals to immediately descend the mountain and bring my Lei'er back to the mountain! Someone, call the young master here for me!"

After the servants carried out their orders, Qin Xiaoyao sneered, "I want to be carefree, but you've forced me to! Fine, fine, fine! I, Qin Xiaoyao, will see who else in this world dares to mess with me! Even if I turn the martial world upside down, I'll find them!"

Tie Ling'er wiped away her tears and looked at Qin Xiaoyao, saying, "Xiaoyao, I think we should inform my elder brother?"

Qin Xiaoyao nodded, "That's right, we should inform him. Since our Xiaoyao Manor has already fallen into their trap, his Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress might also be targeted. Write him a letter; we happen to have three pairs of carrier pigeons that can reach Iron Blood Howling Sky Fortress."

Tie Ling'er nodded, "What about Aren…?"

Qin Xiaoyao sneered, "Aren… hmph… it's time to teach him a lesson! Otherwise, he won't know what the true dangers of the martial world are!"

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