Live-in Son-in-law

Qin Yi wasted no words, slapped down with his palm, and with a boom, the ground sank, turning the stone bricks into powder.

Wei Tianlai let out a piercing scream, with half of his body sinking into the ground.

He howled in agony, blood foam bubbling out of his mouth. Qin Yi’s cultivation horrified him; he had no strength to resist, as most of the bones in his body were shattered by Qin Yi’s palm.

"Wei Tianlai, that day you all banded together to attack me, breaking my bones and tendons. Today, I’ll let you taste that feeling."

Qin Yi raised a hand and with a pull, the sword from the rack fell into his hand.

"Zheng!"

The longsword was unsheathed, the sword Qi flowing, and the blade emitted a hum.

"Good sword!"

This is a low-grade holy artifact.

A casual swing, and a flash of cold light passed by.

"Screech!"

Wei Tianlai was momentarily stunned, sensing something wrong. Looking down, he saw his left foot separated from his body.

Because the sword Qi was so fast, only after three seconds did the blood start gushing out.

Wei Tianlai was so terrified his soul left his body, and he screamed in horror.

"Swish!"

A flash of sword light passed by.

Wei Tianlai’s right foot was cut off.

Blood gushed like a fountain, Wei Tianlai’s eyes rolled back, nearly fainting from fear.

Qin Yi stepped forward, the sword tip pressing against his heart, expressionless, and said, "Wei Tianlai, those who oppose me usually die a very gruesome death."

His wrist moved, and the sharp sword tip pierced through the flesh.

Wei Tianlai screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Spare me, spare me... I’ll talk; the White Bone Arm is in my bedroom... I beg you, spare me."

That day, he brought back the White Bone Arm, initially intending to take it to the altar for further sealing. But he discovered that the evil Qi on it had dissipated, akin to an ordinary White Bone Arm.

Ordinary yet unusual.

Wei Tianlai found this White Bone Arm to be indestructible.

So, he planned to study it first.

"Wei Tianlai, be smarter in your next life. Do not bully those with no way out, for the living can still turn the tide."

A flash of cold light passed by.

Qin Yi turned and walked towards the bedroom inside.

Wei Tianlai’s body stiffened; suddenly, a line of blood slowly appeared on his neck, finally spraying out a mist of blood.

Qin Yi entered Wei Tianlai’s bedroom, found the White Bone Arm hidden in a jade box. Unable to place it in the storage ring, he wrapped it in cloth and slung it on his back.

When he came outside, Wei Tianlai was already dead, blood pooling beneath him like a river.

Qin Yi chuckled coldly and quickly vanished.

The grand gates of the royal family were under heavy guard.

But suddenly, a chilling scene unfolded.

The guards’ swords collectively unsheathed and pierced their owners’ hearts.

Over twenty guards, all died by their own swords; these swords betrayed their masters.

Qin Yi’s figure appeared, with a cold smile on his lips, exclaiming that the Spirit Awakening Technique was quite useful.

He easily left the royal family, came outside, and swung his sword in the air.

Outside the royal family’s walls, he left a series of crooked large characters, entirely plain: "Old Emperor, you old bastard, sooner or later I’ll come back to take your dog head. Left by Qin Yi."

Having done all this, Qin Yi swaggered away.

The old bastard was too powerful; he wasn’t a match yet. If given the chance, he would definitely return and personally kill him.

Qin Yi didn’t linger in Xuantian Imperial City, sprinting hundreds of miles in one go, rested for a while, and then continued running.

The royal family’s old bastard was truly too formidable; he had to run far away.

By nighttime, Qin Yi had already fled thousands of miles.

It should be far enough; that old bastard shouldn’t catch up now, right?

After all, along the way, he concealed his aura and left no trace.

Qin Yi found some wild fruit to fill his stomach, began breathing control, and meditated, simultaneously pondering where Lang Ya and others might be.

Qin Yi felt that the three from Lang Ya would have escaped and probably returned to the Feather Clan to wait for him.

At midnight, Qin Yi was back in peak condition, traveling tirelessly by night.

A few days later, Qin Yi returned to Peng City.

He ascended over the Feather Clan, spreading his divine thought, and couldn’t help but frown for he didn’t sense the presence of the Lang Ya trio.

Could they not have returned?

"Could something have happened to them?"

Qin Yi frowned, deeply worried.

"They shouldn’t have; that Lang Ya’s cultivation is no weaker than yours. Unless meeting an invincible powerhouse like the old bastard, otherwise no one can easily gain advantage over him."

The Evil Lord had learned his lesson these past few days, not daring to speak recklessly, analyzing seriously and earnestly trying to gain Qin Yi’s favor.

Qin Yi nodded slightly; with Lang Ya’s protection, there shouldn’t be any problem. Moreover, Yin Qianqian herself was a strong being at the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.

"Then where would they go?"

"When you were captured, didn’t you tell them to meet at the Nether Sea? Could they have already headed there?"

Qin Yi paused, realizing there might be a possibility.

However, he still needed to inquire if Lang Ya and the others had returned.

...

In the study, the candlelight burned brightly.

Yun Tianli kept his head down, holding a pen, not knowing what he was recording.

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered a few times.

Yun Tianli felt something, lifted his head, and his face changed dramatically when he saw a figure standing in front of the desk.

"Who is it?"

This question blurted out instinctively.

"It’s me."

Qin Yi stepped forward two steps, using the candlelight to let Yun Tianli see his face clearly.

"Young Master Qin?"

Yun Tianli was utterly shocked.

"Young Master Qin, why have you returned?"

Qin Yi asked, "Has Yaoyao been back here?"

"Yaoyao?" Yun Tianli shook his head. "Wasn’t Yaoyao with you?"

Yun Tianli’s face changed slightly, "Young Master Qin, has something happened?"

"So, Yaoyao hasn’t returned?"

"No."

Qin Yi frowned; it seemed Yun Mengyao and the others must have gone to the Nether Sea.

"Young Master Qin, what exactly happened?"

"Nothing!"

Qin Yi said indifferently, "Clan Leader Yun, if anyone asks, just say you’ve never seen us, nor do you know me. Also, inform the disciples below about this lest a disaster befalls the clan."

Yun Tianli turned pale with fright.

He knew something had definitely happened, but Qin Yi was unwilling to say anything.

Qin Yi didn’t mention it to avoid scaring the old man; causing a commotion in the Xuantian Royal Family was enough to give this cowardly elder a heart attack.

"Remember, do not reveal any news about me to the outside, nor try to find out anything?"

Yun Tianli hurriedly nodded, and when he raised his head again, he found Qin Yi was gone without a trace.

Yun Tianli stood stunned for quite some time, terrified; this Young Master Qin was truly fearsome, coming and going without leaving a trace.

Recalling Qin Yi’s instructions, he hurriedly called in the disciples guarding outside.

...

...

Qin Yi left the Feather Clan, didn’t linger in Peng City, and left overnight.

He was trapped in the Xuantian Royal Family for two or three days at most, believing that Lang Ya and the others wouldn’t have gotten far. He increased his speed, hoping he might catch up to them.

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