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Everyone stared intently at Qin Yi.

Their eyes were filled with shock.

To have defeated someone possessing an absolute domain, to them, was simply a bolt from the blue.

Someone with an absolute domain, in the hearts of Qi Refiners, was akin to a God.

An absolute domain is the lifelong aspiration of all Qi Refiners.

Only by crossing nine levels of heavenly tribulation is it possible to cultivate an absolute domain.

In this Peng City, the one with the strongest cultivation should be the clan leader of the Golden Winged Roc clan, who is said to have reached the Fourth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

Of course, no one has actually witnessed it, so it’s uncertain if it’s true?

However, the difference between the Fourth Rank Transcendance Tribulation Stage and a strong one with an absolute domain is like the difference between an A cup and an E cup.

Everyone’s eyes were fixed.

But no matter how you look at it, Qin Yi seemed too young; even if he started cultivating in the womb, he couldn’t have such a high level of cultivation.

Qin Yi gave a shy smile, "Everyone, don’t look at me like that, I’m just Yaoyao’s friend."

In fact, Yun Mengyao exaggerated; he couldn’t defeat a strong one with an absolute domain. The reason why Old Raggedy was severely injured was because of the Eye of Righteous and Evil, which had nothing to do with his own cultivation.

Everyone gradually regained their senses, and then excitement and enthusiasm followed.

If Qin Yi was truly this strong, why would the Golden Winged Roc fear him alone? Dare to try and kill you.

"Senior, is what Yaoyao said true? I’m not doubting you, I just really want to know."

Yun Tianli cautiously asked, afraid of angering Qin Yi.

If Qin Yi was really as terrifying as Yun Mengyao said, a sneeze, a spit could shoot him full of holes, absolutely dying worse than Jin Lianming and Jin Dongfang.

Qin Yi smiled slightly without speaking.

But, in Yun Tianli and others’ view, this was definitely the demeanor a master should have.

Yun Mengyao timely said, "Lang Ya, whose cultivation is no less than Qin Yi’s."

The air in the hall instantly solidified, and everyone held their breath.

This time, all eyes focused on Lang Ya.

Lang Ya’s face was expressionless, looking cold, and said, "I’m injured, otherwise Qin Yi wouldn’t be my opponent."

Dang...

Qin Yi really wanted to take off a sock and stuff it in this guy’s mouth.

This was beyond showing off; it was a full split.

Qin Yi hummed twice, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"Even if you hum, you can’t beat me."

Qin Yi: "..."

This little dragon cub who loves eating spicy fish jerky really deserves a lesson.

Yun Mengyao spoke, "Now, everyone should be at ease."

Rest assured, definitely rest assured.

The Feather Clan almost couldn’t help but kneel to Qin Yi and Lang Ya.

Such deities actually came to the Feather Clan, and in pairs to top it off.

Yun Tianli was so excited he didn’t know what to say? He looked at Qin Yi with awe and admiration.

Qin Yi felt a bit uncomfortable under their gaze, these silly birds, hadn’t they seen a master before? Why look like widows eyeing a big... ahem, scolding himself, how unambitious as he grew up.

"Yaoyao, whenever you’re ready to wipe out the Golden Winged Roc clan, just say the word."

Qin Yi raised his hand, a purple star and moon symbol glowing in his palm, forming a ring.

Qin Yi stepped into the ring, his figure disappearing instantly, and the ring slowly dissipating.

The eyes of the Feather Clan almost popped out, what means was this, simply unheard and unseen.

Lang Ya lowered his head, pondering for a moment, then a green light surged around him.

When the green light vanished, Lang Ya was also gone.

The Feather Clan swallowed hard, almost kneeling.

Yin Qianqian puffed her pretty big eyes, murmuring, "Good at nothing, master of show-offs."

Saying this was also crying, she too wanted to vanish into thin air, but unfortunately couldn’t.

Yun Mengyao glanced around coldly, then said, "Clan Leader, from now on, strengthen defenses. Once the people from the Golden Winged Roc Clan appear, kill without mercy."

"There’s no need for you to handle the other matters, soon, Peng City will have no Golden Winged Roc Clan."

With that said, she beckoned Yin Qianqian to leave.

Believe it now, no one would dare to doubt her words again.

Yun Mengyao and Yin Qianqian had been gone for a long time before the people in the hall were still in a daze, not yet recovering from the shock.

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...

When Yin Qianqian and Yun Mengyao returned, they saw Lang Ya glaring fiercely at Qin Yi.

Lang Ya had his eyes bulging with blood, while Qin Yi was leisurely sipping tea.

"What’s the matter?"

Yin Qianqian asked curiously.

Qin Yi smiled and responded, "What’s the matter?"

"What’s up with Lang Ya?"

"You should ask him."

Yin Qianqian looked at Lang Ya.

Lang Ya’s lips moved slightly, suddenly full of grievance, then he took out an oil paper package and threw it onto the table.

"Isn’t this the small fish jerky I packed for you? What’s wrong?"

Yin Qianqian said, stepping forward to open the oil paper package, and she was dumbfounded.

The originally golden fried small fish jerky had turned red, as if coated with a layer of red chili powder.

"Achoo!"

Yin Qianqian sneezed.

It seemed it wasn’t just appearing so, it indeed was coated with chili powder.

"Who did this?"

Yin Qianqian casually asked, but her eyes were on Qin Yi.

Actually, it was unnecessary to ask, such a boring thing, only Qin Yi could have done it.

Qin Yi smiled broadly, looked at Lang Ya and said, "I just added a little something for you. Your small fish jerky was so bland, adding some chili powder makes it tastier. Let me tell you, you haven’t truly lived if you don’t eat spicy."

Lang Ya pursed his lips, not speaking.

Qin Yi stifled a laugh, only messing with Lang Ya’s small fish jerky could make him show that expression.

Silly, for not bringing me along and stepping on me while pretending.

Yin Qianqian looked at Lang Ya, consoling, "It’s okay, I’ll have someone get you some more."

Lang Ya nodded, his expression relaxed.

Yin Qianqian hesitated for a moment and suddenly realized, Lang Ya seemed like a still-growing, greedy child.

In fact, Lang Ya was just a novice, the coldness was all an act.

Yun Mengyao instructed the servants to buy small fish jerky for Lang Ya.

Qin Yi picked up a small fish jerky covered in chili powder, popping it into his mouth, savoring it.

"Isn’t it spicy?"

Yin Qianqian asked curiously, the red chili powder looked spicy.

Qin Yi laughed, "I tried it; this chili powder isn’t spicy at all, it even has a sweet taste."

"Really?" Yin Qianqian picked one up and put it in her mouth, her face instantly turning rosy, with tiny beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Spicy, it’s so spicy, too spicy, quick, give me water..."

Yin Qianqian stuck out her tongue.

Qin Yi secretly praised, what a good tongue, looked so pleasing.

Yin Qianqian stepped forward, snatching the cup from Qin Yi’s hand, gulping down a few mouthfuls, finally feeling less spicy.

"Aren’t you bored?"

Yin Qianqian said irritably, having been made to sweat.

"Is it that spicy?"

Yin Qianqian stared wide-eyed, "Isn’t it spicy for you?"

"I didn’t eat it, why would I find it spicy?" Qin Yi said, opening his hand to reveal a small fish jerky, showing that he hadn’t actually eaten it.

Yin Qianqian was quite annoyed, "You’re truly despicable, boring to the extreme."

Qin Yi chuckled, he was originally planning to trick Lang Ya into eating it, but Yin Qianqian took the bait instead.

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